Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner - Chapter 262

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Summoning Genius of the Necromancer Academy Episode 262
Thud!
Simon surged forward toward Claudia, conjuring Darkness around both feet.
Claudia’s response was straightforward.
She pulled out two more Potion Bottles and shattered them at her feet. A brown toxic fog erupted from within, swallowing the arena in its acrid embrace.
‘Poison to shut down close combat entirely. Fair enough.’
If he understood her tactical intent clearly, there was no reason not to respond.
Simon summoned two different units. The Overlord’s tentacles seized the zombie that had just emerged from his Subspace, then stretched in a straight line directly through the poison fog.
Thoom!
‘A wall?’
The Overlord’s tentacles struck something solid and stopped.
It hardly mattered. Simon clenched his fist without hesitation.
‘Corpse Explosion!’
Boom-crack!
The Corpse Explosion cleared away the toxic fog that had been choking the air moments before.
‘Huh.’
Simon lowered his right arm and fixed his gaze forward.
Through the dispersing haze, he saw the remains of a collapsed green wall—and beyond it, Claudia, crouching with her face twisted in pain.
“Ugh!”
She scrambled to her feet and sent the slimes scattered around her forward, placing them in front of herself.

The slimes crawled and writhed before swelling like balloons, unfurling a bumpy green barrier once more to shield Claudia from the front.
A glimmer of insight crossed Simon’s eyes.
‘She’s delegating offense to the Poison Fog and fighting entirely defensively.’
So far, it was textbook Poison Studies strategy.
Seeing no need to destroy the wall itself, Simon dashed forward and vaulted over the barrier stretching across her front.

The moment he cleared it, serpents materialized in mid-air and attacked. Claudia’s hair had transformed into snakes.
‘Family-exclusive Dark Magic!’
Simon bent low and twisted his head, weaving frantically to evade the snakes. Their movements were so swift that he could scarcely close the distance.
Simon had no choice but to kick off with Darkness and launch himself into the air.
“Got you!”
Claudia’s serpents numbered more than six.
Two additional strands of her hair transformed into snakes and shot toward Simon floating above, calculated to strike where he couldn’t dodge.
“Or so you thought.”
Simon smirked and swung his arm backward. Then he grabbed empty air and tore it open.
With a sharp crack, space split apart—and from within, a torrent of arrows rained down.
“!!”
It was an attack from Skeleton Archers standing by in his Subspace. Two of Claudia’s snake strands were struck and reverted to hair.
As she hastily deployed her Black Shield to block the barrage, Simon landed safely on the ground.
‘Open Gate!’
Whoosh—crackle!
Crackle!
Six Subspaces unfurled at once, and serrated tentacle-blades erupted simultaneously.
Claudia quickly sent a single slime forward and cast Slime Wall again.
Thud-crack!
Crack!
The Overlord’s blades could not pierce the wall—they stopped short.
‘Not a standard Slime Wall. She’s modified it.’
She had panicked at his unorthodox tactic of firing arrows from Subspace, but the Overlord’s defense held firm.
She had clearly prepared countermeasures for all known techniques.
Simon withdrew the serrated blades without hesitation, but now Potion Bottles came flying from beyond the wall toward him.
‘Tch.’
Simon immediately kicked off with Darkness and dashed sideways. The bottles shattered the moment they hit the ground, unleashing toxic fumes.
Clink! Clink! Clink! Clink!
The pattern repeated: Claudia hurled, Simon dodged. Behind the Slime Wall, she steadied her breathing, her expression grave and focused.
‘Just a little longer. Just a bit more endurance…!’
The Poison Fog currently dispersed throughout the arena contained a Nerve Paralysis component.
Soon Simon’s movements would slow, and then she would unleash a full barrage—the victory formula she had calculated.
But.
‘Why not?’
Time passed as Simon and she exchanged blows back and forth, yet his movements showed no sign of slowing whatsoever.
‘Why isn’t the paralysis taking effect?’
Claudia felt her anxiety rising. If time dragged on like this and Simon managed to complete his Blood Golem, the situation would become desperately difficult.
Unlike his fierce assault at the beginning, Simon now kept a measured distance, concentrating solely on evading Claudia’s attacks.
To anyone watching, he was clearly channeling power into the Magic Circle—preparing his Blood Golem.
‘I can’t just wait for the paralysis to work. I need to push harder!’
The moment she decided to break through her own Slime Wall and redouble her assault.
“……!”
She saw it.
A Golem Core, cradled in Simon’s outstretched right hand. Emerald-hued mist coiled around it, shimmering with spectral life.
“Too late, Claudia.”
Simon smiled with grim satisfaction. Behind him, he tore open an enormous Subspace portal, summoning twenty-three Skeletons onto the battlefield.
“Now I’m striking back.”
As Simon lifted the Golem Core above his head, teal-green mist scattered in all directions, beginning to coil around each Skeleton’s form.
‘No—!’
Claudia’s face drained of all color as she witnessed the sight.
She had studied that Dark Magic technique countless times, replaying the footage on her Memorial Crystal Ball again and again, searching for a counter. But against that particular spell, her chances of victory were nonexistent.
‘……I have to stop it!’
Her legs trembled with fear, yet she forced open her own Subspace. From within, she withdrew two massive Potion Cases.
‘That technique alone—I have to stop it at any cost, by any means!’
Urgency seized her mind. She unfurled a towering Magic Circle directly before her and snapped open the mouths of both cases in her hands. Inside, they brimmed with toxic potions shaped like fireworks.
Gritting her teeth, she hoisted the cases and pressed them flush against the Magic Circle. The potions trembled and flowed into the incantation, igniting the circle’s edges with brilliant flame each time.
The most powerful offensive technique she could muster.

Thoom-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack!
Toxic spheres shot from the Magic Circle in a hail of explosions, bombarding the Skeletons.
Boom-boom-boom!
Crack-crack-crack-crack!
The Arena filled with the thunder of detonations. It was meant to be a finishing technique for Simon—who should have been sluggish from the nerve toxin—but there was no time for restraint now.
“Hah… hah…”
Clang.
Thud!
She dropped both cases to the ground, eyes fixed forward. Yellow, black, and blue smoke engulfed the entire Arena.
‘I… I stopped it.’
Moments later, through the haze, the blurred silhouettes of fallen Skeletons became visible. She felt her lips quiver with exultation.
‘I used the ultimate technique of Special Exception No. 1……!’
That was when—sensing a presence, Claudia turned her head to see Simon rushing toward her from the side.
‘He’s still not giving up?’
Both of them had expended their most devastating weapons equally. Now, with the Poison Fog she had laid down, the advantage was hers.
All she had to do was block this final desperate lunge.
Her hair lengthened, transforming into six serpents that lashed outward. Simon sidestepped with rapid footwork, evaded a snake rising from below by treading on her shadow, and leapt skyward.
The distance between them collapsed in an instant.
“Hngh!”
She drew upon all her shadow reserves. Beyond the six snakes already deployed, her hair split into six more serpents that twisted through the air, diving toward the ascending Simon.
‘I’ve won!’
The moment certainty flooded through her.
Whoosh.
Snap.
Suddenly, emerald mist poured from Simon’s body.
‘What—?’
It took the shape of a human hand, seizing the neck of each serpent that lunged at Simon’s throat and elbow, wrenching them violently to the side. All six snakes were caught and held by the mist.
“I’m sorry for deceiving you, Claudia.”
Simon had never intended to use the Blood Golem at all. What he’d displayed earlier was merely a gambit to waste her strength.
In fact, that was Cloud’s true function all along. Seizing her snakes and tearing open a gap for his charge, Simon descended until he stood mere inches from her feet.
“!”
She threw her arms up rigidly, assuming a guard stance, but Simon did not strike. Instead, he stepped back one pace—and immediately a Slime Wall erupted between them, barring the space.
“You’ve been playing me since the beginning?!”
“That’s right. It was all misdirection.”
A Blood Golem had to be fully completed, and only then could its power be used to animate the Skeletons into becoming his Elite Guard.
Just now, he’d merely feinted with Cloud Smoke to envelop the Skeleton, but the moment he saw the barrage of firepower she unleashed, he’d withdrawn all the Cloud and slipped to the side.
“And one more thing.”
She belatedly realized something was wrong and lowered her gaze. Her shadow had turned crimson, and it extended beyond the wall.
‘A curse?!’
Her lips trembled violently. It wasn’t a simple retreat—he’d cast a curse and fallen back.
“This curse isn’t supposed to be in my analysis, is it?”
Simon said this, and activated the curse Bahil had taught him.

All the pain and every ailment that had accumulated in Simon’s body was distributed between the two of them. Of course.
‘I—I can’t move!’
The confusion effect, and even the nerve paralysis effect she’d been waiting for so desperately, descended upon her simultaneously.
As her mind reeled, the Slime Wall that had been blocking the two of them came crashing down.
Her face flushed crimson at the realization of what had happened, and she struggled uselessly.
All the nerve paralysis effects that had accumulated thus far took hold at once, leaving her unable to move a single finger. With the confusion effect making her head spin as though she were seasick, she couldn’t cast Black Magic either.
Of course, Simon couldn’t move either.
“So what now?”
Claudia forced the corners of her mouth upward as she spoke.
“Chicken run? Whoever pulls themselves together and casts Black Magic first wins?”
“No.”
Simon smiled.
This was the most obvious calculation of all.
“In this situation, who’s faster—a Poison Studies practitioner stacking a Magic Circle with Dark Element? Or—”
Whoooosh! Whooooosh!
“—a summoning genius simply commanding Undead with their will?”
Schloooorp!
Schlooooorp!
Six tentacle blades shot out all at once, driving her body back and impaling her against the Arena wall.
Boom-boom-boom-boom-crash!
Dust billowed up, and she gasped out a cry of pain, pinned at the edge of the Arena.
The remnants of her violet barrier showered down in abundance.
Whissssh.
Then the longest blade pointed at her throat. She flinched, lifting her chin.
“Surrender.”
Simon spoke coldly.
“There’s no need to suffer more.”
“Ugh!”
She glared at Simon with venomous eyes.
But trapped by the Overlord, there was nothing she could do here.
She bit her lip until blood ran, consumed by rage, then bowed her head in resignation.
“I… surrender.”
Upon hearing those words, the Judge immediately raised his arm.
“Match concluded! The victor is Simon Polentia!”
Cheers and applause erupted from every corner.
With victory secured, Simon dismissed his Overlord with an easy expression, returning it to his Subspace.
“Great work, Simon!!”
“As expected! Clean match!”
Kamibarez and Dick, seated in the front row, were shouting enthusiastically. Simon waved back at them both.
And at the far end of the spectator stands, there was one person more delighted than anyone else.
Bahil rose from his seat, contorting his waist like a zombie, his bangs hanging forward, his voice a grotesque chuckle—his face raw with undisguised pleasure.
“Did you see? Did you see that, Chehekl! Simon won with the curse. With the curse I taught him!”
“…Ah, yes. Congratulations.”
Chehekl glanced nervously at those around him, then quickly dragged Bahil away.
“Let’s go. And for heaven’s sake, please stop talking.”
“I knew my sincerity would get through! A victory by curse! By curse! You must truly specialize in curses, Simon Polentia!!”
Meanwhile, the Judge who had declared Simon’s victory gestured for the administrative attendants.
“We’ll resume the next match after a ten-minute break.”
Sshhhhf.
Claudia, slumped on the floor, stole a glance at Simon’s back.
‘A complete defeat.’
She had analyzed him thoroughly, and she’d been confident she wouldn’t lose.
But Simon had even turned that to his advantage, and rather than mounting an offense against him, she found herself on the receiving end of his strategy instead.
She never imagined he’d seize victory by turning Poison Studies’ paralysis effect back on itself.
‘……A true genius is a true genius, after all.’
She had no choice but to acknowledge Simon’s command of the match.
‘Ah.’
Just then, Simon was approaching her.

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