Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner - Chapter 246

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Summoning Genius at Necromancer School – Episode 246
Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump!
The Blood Golem surged forward like a moving fortress, kicking up clouds of sand in its wake.
Andre’s summoned creature, Encipher, met it with a greatsword that hammered repeatedly against the golem’s body, yet it didn’t budge an inch. If anything, the force of its swinging arms sent the greatsword bouncing back.
‘Encipher is losing in raw strength……!’
Andre gnawed at his fingernails, visibly anxious.
How could a first-year student possibly wield techniques belonging to third-years?
Of course, Simon’s Blood Golem was far from complete. Its body was leaking away, and its size paled in comparison to a true Blood Golem.
‘That’s right, it’s just a clumsy imitation. No need to panic.’
Andre steeled himself and drove his arm downward with force.
Whoosh!
Encipher’s greatsword came down harder than ever, biting deep into the shoulder of the charging Blood Golem. As a wet sound escaped, blood sprayed across Simon’s shoulder as well.
‘A fake, but does it even have a Life Link effect? If so……!’
Andre immediately cast a magic circle and laid it on the ground. The moment the Blood Golem reached it, he activated it.

The lower half of the Blood Golem that stepped on the magic circle melted away like ice cream. Solutio was a curse that dissolved matter.
‘That crude fake golem of yours deserves exactly this!’
As the golem’s feet melted and froze it in place, Encipher swung its greatsword with perfect timing. A succession of wounds opened across the golem’s body.
And at the same moment.
Splash! Splash!
Gashes appeared on Simon’s body as well, blood spurting forth. Andre clenched his fists.
‘A Blood Golem cuts both ways! He’d be better off dismissing it now!’
The Blood Golem, under relentless assault, suddenly planted both hands on the ground. Then it launched itself upward with the force of its arms alone.
Bang!
Andre, struck by the golem, flew several meters and crashed to the ground. Noble ladies nearby cried out in shock and scrambled backward.
‘Ugh!’
It was perilous. When Andre pushed himself up, Encipher had already vanished.
“So it was a fixed-position magic circle after all.”
Simon spoke between heavy breaths. It was a type of dark magic that couldn’t be maintained if the caster’s location changed.
“I see what you’re trying, but——”
Andre laid down a hidden magic circle on the ground. Smoke billowed up around him, and Encipher materialized once more.
“Of course I anticipated that! Do you think I haven’t trained in Coordinate Recalculation once or twice?”
The royal faction nobles cheered enthusiastically.
Simon, meanwhile, showed no sign of wavering even though his decisive strike had been blocked.
If anything, a faint smile played at the corners of his mouth.
“Ha! You have the nerve to smile in this situation?”
“The Blood Golem has served its purpose, I think.”
Simon raised his arm overhead and unfolded a magic circle.
“Come back.”
The dissolving Blood Golem’s body transformed into smoke and was sucked into the magic circle.
For Simon, the Blood Golem was merely a stepping stone.
With an arm extended behind him, he grasped at empty air, then——
‘Hnngh!’
——tore it open with force.
Screeeeeeeech!
In the direction Simon’s arm moved, a colossal portal over twenty meters tall unfurled in a straight line.
Step.
Tap.
What emerged from within was a skeleton unit—twenty-three skeletons in total, including archers.
“What’s this? I was wondering what he’d pull out, and it’s just skeletons?”
Andre scoffed, but those who understood gasped in astonishment.
Princess Molly in particular had her eyes gleaming, bouncing up and down on the spot. Lorain and Serne’s faces finally broke into smiles.
By contrast, the royal faction nobles’ faces went pale.
“Your Highness! We must stop him immediately!”
“Those are definitely the ones from the Kizen examination!”
It was already too late. Simon raised the arm he held overhead and brought it down sharply.
“Take form.”
A smokelike Cloud descended from the magic circle, settling into the bodies of the twenty-three skeletons.
The white bone frames shimmered with emerald light, and the swords in their hands gleamed as if grasping beams of radiance. Behind them, a Cloud born from bone unfurled in the shape of a cape.
Clatter.
Snap.
Twenty-three skeletal figures transformed at once, their cloaks billowing in the wind as they adjusted their weapons. A cyan glow flickered in the hollow sockets of their empty eye sockets.

‘What in the world is that?!’
The color drained from Andre’s face. Twenty-three undead creatures were moving freely, as though breathing with life itself.
It was a technique he’d never heard of in his entire life.
‘Could it be… an Original?’
Andre reacted swiftly despite his shock, opening a pocket dimension and pulling out summoned creatures to match their numbers.
Limp corpses tumbled out from the dimensional storage, and one by one they began to rise under Andre’s dark magic.
-Roooar!
-Snap! Snap!
Zombie Dogs—eight of them, fashioned from the corpses of canine beasts.
Using them meant Encipher’s control ability would suffer, but at least he could match the numbers to some degree.
“The resources are different!”
Andre shouted.
“The investment in your pathetic basic skeletons is nothing compared to——!”
At that moment, the Guard Unit dropped to one knee and shot forward like bullets.
Closing ten meters in an instant, they swung their cyan blades, and with a sharp clang, a Zombie Dog’s torso split cleanly in two.
‘One… one strike?’
The skeletal swordsmen’s technique was like wielding a light saber, all the more brilliant and visible in the darkness of night.
The Zombie Dogs were being ground to pieces literally.
“Tch!”
Desperate, Andre continued to deploy more Zombie Dogs from his pocket dimension.
But Simon’s control was equally formidable.
Whoosh! Thud!
Swordsmen fell back, and spear-wielding Guard Unit members thrust forward in a frontal assault while their companions wheeled around the flanks, smashing through the Zombie Dogs’ sides and breaking their formation.
Screech!
Screeeech!
Then cyan arrows flew at Andre, the caster himself. He was forced to abandon his control efforts and raise a Dark Shield in desperation.
The Guard Unit archers were hunting down Zombie Dogs while keeping a keen eye on Andre.
‘Damn it!’
Until now, Andre had summoned over twenty Zombie Dogs, yet he hadn’t managed to eliminate even a single member of the Guard Unit.
Worse still.
Hissss!
Smoke rose from Simon’s wounds—the injuries he’d suffered from the Blood Golem—and sealed themselves shut.
Andre’s eyes widened in shock.
“H-how is it that these skeletons are receiving the Blood Golem’s healing effect?!”
Simon’s expression, worn from the exertion of summoning the Blood Golem, visibly improved.
‘If I’d known it existed before, you’d have been stunned.’
The Guard Unit wasn’t simply created by coating skeletons with Cloud.
He had to complete the Blood Golem first, then take the Cloud that formed the golem’s body and layer it onto the skeletons.
Simon was still maintaining the Summon Blood Golem dark magic even now.
In other words, the Guard Unit weren’t skeletons coated in Cloud—they were skeletons wearing Blood Golems.
Whooosh!
Slash!
The Guard Unit cut down the Zombie Dogs and reached Andre. Flustered, he flailed about and issued commands to Encipher.
Crash!
One member of the Guard Unit that took the full brunt of Encipher’s blade strike scattered into countless bones. Even as a Guard Unit, the skeleton’s inherently fragile defense was unavoidable.
“Ugh!”
Through the Life Link effect, Simon could be seen staggering in the distance. A flicker of calculation crossed Andre’s eyes.
‘Life Link is a double-edged sword. If he uses that technique, he’s gambling with his own life too. If I stay calm and respond, I can win!’
Encipher wielded his imposing greatsword repeatedly, reducing the Guard Unit’s numbers and damaging Simon as well. But in the meantime, the Guard Unit killed Zombie Dogs to restore Simon’s vitality.
Strike and recovery. Over and over.
This would never end. Andre was forced to recall the Zombie Dogs back into his pocket dimension.
But as it turned out, that was a mistake. The moment the supply of Zombie Dogs stopped, Simon secured stable control of the space through numerical superiority.
In an instant, Andre found himself sandwiched between two members of the Guard Unit.
“Ugh!”
Andre dropped his stance quickly, and the cyan blade slash that swung down grazed past his hair.
Pressed from all sides, Andre grew frantic—parrying with Encipher and forced to engage in Close Combat himself as well.
Slash!
Crack!
Sword wounds appeared across his body. Outnumbered, he was taking concentrated attacks from all sides.
“Graaaaah!”
Andre spread both arms wide, and a Dark Element shockwave burst forth, scattering the bodies of two Guard Unit members.
He gasped for breath, his lips curling upward, when—
Click. Click.
He realized that the bones of the airborne Guard Unit members had frozen in mid-flight.
Simon, commanding from a distance, spread his palm wide open.

Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!
Emerald-hued Bone Nails surged at Andre from all four directions. The sharp ends of the bone segments pierced his body like spears.
“Aaaaaagh!”
Clang!
The pain severed his concentration, and the Encipher he’d been maintaining dissolved.
A Guard Unit member thrust through the opening, driving his blade toward Andre.
‘Hng—!’
In that moment, Andre invoked Spirit Form, the hallmark of a Necromancy major, and slipped through the encirclement. The guard’s sword passed through empty air.
[Done, boy! He’s burned through Spirit Form!]
Except for rare cases like Sindy Vivache, Spirit Form required time to recharge between uses.
There was even an axiom: to face a Necromancer, make him spend Spirit Form first.
In other words, this was the opening. Andre couldn’t sustain Spirit Form for long and soon materialized back into the physical world.
‘Final stage.’
Simon made his decisive move.
He activated the Magic Circle overhead once more, and all the Cloud making up the Guard Unit drained away, flowing into the circle. The Skeletons froze like machines powered down.
Simon then modified the circle’s equations, warping the ratio of Cloud, and drew a bow and arrow from the Magic Circle.
“It’s over, Your Highness. Surrender.”
Simon nocked a dark-blue arrow and delivered his warning. Andre’s lips trembled as though seized by a spasm.
“Su… surrender?”
If word spread that he’d been defeated by a 1st Year student, there would be no recovery.
He’d even staked the royal family’s oath on exclusive dungeon rights without his mother’s permission. Even being buried underground wouldn’t be enough punishment.
“I have nowhere left—”
Both his arms extended forward.
“—to retreat!!”
Multiple layers of Magic Circles unfurled before him as the high-tier defense technique Black Gate overlapped again and again. It was the maximum defense Andre could muster.
‘There’s no choice.’
The arrow’s emerald gleam faded entirely, replaced by the color of darkness.
Simon released the taut bowstring.

Boom!
The arrow shot forth with the sound of a cannon, embedding itself in the five-layered Black Gate.
Crack! Crack!
Two gates shattered on contact, and the subsequent layers collapsed in rapid succession. In a blink, only a single Black Gate remained before Andre.
His clothes were torn to shreds, but he held his stance through sheer will.
A cry of defiance tore from his throat.
Booooom!
The arrow erupted in a dark-blue explosion that spread outward. The ground split with deep fissures, and rock fragments scattered in all directions.
“Hah—!”
Just as a massive shard was about to rain down on the watching nobility, Lorain flashed past with a short sword in each hand.
The fragments fell as fine dust.
“You’re causing quite a mess.”
Serne, similarly suspended in the air, crossed her legs at ease while controlling countless feathers. The sight of her lifting a boulder-sized fragment with a single small feather was remarkable.
Cough-cough-cough-cough!
Simon exhaled long and hard, staring forward.
“Heh-heh-heh! Heh-heh!”
Laughter echoed.
“Cough! Ha-ha-ha-ha!”
From within the explosion, Andre emerged in tatters, blood streaming from his wounds. His legs trembled as though they might buckle at any moment, yet he forced himself to remain standing.
“I endured! I endured! So what now, Simon Polentia?!”
Pier’s shadow clone watched the sight and clicked his tongue.
[Did he hold back at the last moment? His character is decent, at least.]
‘……No, of course not. Can’t very well kill royalty. But instead.’
Simon lowered his finger slowly. Andre’s gaze followed the movement.
“!”
His shadow was red. That crimson shadow was merging with Simon’s own.
‘This bastard! When did he cast a curse on me……!’
“Indolence. A Curse of Anesthesia.”
“Such a curse exists?”
Andre’s ignorance was understandable. Indolence was one of four curses Bahil had created specifically for Simon.
“For a fixed duration, it encases my body within a magic circle so that I feel no sensation whatsoever—not pain, not anything. And now the duration is nearly exhausted.”
Simon smiled.
“Shall we share the pain?”
A surge—
All the suffering Simon had endured came flooding back like a tidal wave, and Andre’s reason evaporated in an instant.
‘……Ugghhhhh!’
Indolence accumulated every sensation of pain, and when its duration expired, it split the accumulated anguish between caster and the linked target.
‘My… my shoulders feel like they’re tearing off!’
As a royal, Andre was unaccustomed to such torment. While he froze, overwhelmed by agony, Simon—a man who had weathered every hardship imaginable—came surging forward with barely a grimace.
Crack!
In a life-or-death duel, even a moment of hesitation from an opponent was enough to seal their fate.
Simon’s fist, infused with dark power, shot upward and caught Andre square beneath the jaw. His body flew into the air before crashing down.
“……!”
The Butler rushed over in a panic and checked Andre’s condition.
The prince lay motionless, eyes rolled back in his head.
“M-match concluded! The victor is Simon Polentia!”
Simon brushed off his hands casually.
‘The dungeon. I’ll be taking it.’

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