Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner - Chapter 271

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Summoning Genius of the Necromancer School — Episode 271
Simon’s movements were nothing short of revolutionary.
Not content with merely felling Goegong, a hundred-thousand-point monster, he’d commandeered a swarm of oceanic creatures using Deimos’s Alpha Ability and swept through the outer waters wholesale—every monster that crossed his path was erased from the Sea entirely.
Of course, under the summoned creature regulations uniformly applied to the Necromancer School examination, Simon received point credit for all kills made by the monsters he controlled through the Alpha Ability.
By now, not a single monster remained in any territory Simon had passed through.
What had once seemed an impossible threshold—a six-digit point total—Simon had breached with ease. Considering second place now sat at roughly ten thousand points, it was an utterly overwhelming margin.
But now mental exhaustion was beginning to creep in.
Once Simon judged he’d accumulated sufficient points, he released Deimos’s Alpha Ability and began to wander.
That was when he spotted a small isolated island.
‘Let me hide out there and rest until the exam ends.’
Simon cut through the water and reached the island safely.
“You did well, Deimos.”
He ran a hand over the weary creature’s head, then sent it into his pocket dimension. Alone now, he trudged across the sandy shore, leaving footprints as he entered the uninhabited island.
It was a small place, and there were no signs of human presence.
There were occasional native creatures—fat, two-legged birds—but they showed no aggression toward humans. If anything, they eyed Simon with curiosity, waddling closer. He couldn’t help but smile faintly.
“I’m dead on my feet.”
Simon leaned his back against a nearby rock and exhaled a long, deep breath.
After spending so much time in Compello state pushing his mind to its limit, he felt he might collapse any moment. Of course, if he lost consciousness and was disqualified, it would be disastrous.
‘I’m too afraid of passing out to even sleep.’
The moments just past—commanding tens of thousands of marine creatures in battle against Goegong—felt dreamlike already.
Simon checked the Thung Pad strapped to his arm.
1st Place – Simon: 223,500 Points
The numbers never lied. The gap between him and Elisa, currently in second at ten thousand-odd points, was a staggering two hundred twenty-one thousand.
Simon let out a satisfied chuckle, gazing contentedly at the blue sky.
‘I did it again, Father. First place.’
Less than an hour remained. If he could hold on and defend his points, victory was his.
Simon stared up at the blue sky, lost in thought.

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Splash, splash.
Hector, fitted with Dragon Scales, was dragging himself irritably from the water. His eyes were hollow with exhaustion.
“Damned! Damned! Damned!”
Everything he’d planned had gone wrong.
Pushing his pace to surpass Elisa, the leading favorite for first—that had gone according to his strategy well enough.
But then Simon Polentian had appeared from nowhere outside the top ten and snatched first place with an absurd hundred-thousand-point haul.
Furious, Hector forced himself back into the water despite the strain on his energy reserves.
But without the stamina to sustain his pace, his hunting was falling apart.
And for some inexplicable reason, the oceanic monsters that had swarmed the nearby waters had vanished entirely.
Between these mounting complications, Hector had floundered badly, losing second place to Elisa once more and slipping all the way to fourth.
“This is unforgivable—”
The frustration boiled over.
It was all because of Simon Polentian. That bastard was ruining everything.
Try as he might not to dwell on it, how could he not? This happened every single time.
“That smug face of his—someday I’ll smash it properly—”
Hector’s eyes widened abruptly mid-mutter.
‘?!’
For a moment he wondered if his mind had conjured a mirage, so he rubbed his eyes slowly and looked again.
It was no mirage.
There, leaning against a rock overgrown with vegetation, was a boy—Simon Polentian himself—checking his Thung Pad.
“…Ah!”
Simon’s eyes had gone wide; he too had just noticed Hector.
“Ha.”
Hector found himself laughing.
“Ghk. Krkrkk. Krk!”
The world hadn’t abandoned him after all.
“Kr. Hahahahaha!”
To think they’d run straight into each other here!
“Simon Polentiannnnn!”
“Ugh, no.”
Simon scratched at his temple with an exasperated expression, as if utterly fed up.
‘How in the world do we run into each other here?’
It was the worst crisis imaginable.
Both stamina and mental fortitude drained to nothing. If he got knocked out by Hector here, he’d lose all his coins and points—and the exam would end before he even made it back to the testing ground.
In other words, expulsion.
This was precisely why he’d tried to keep his pace slow, to avoid an encounter like this.
But then Raheim and Goegong—enemies he’d never anticipated—had thrown everything into chaos.
“At last.”
Hector’s mouth spread into a grin from ear to ear, his fighting spirit blazing like a volcano.
“At last the moment of reckoning I’ve been waiting for has arrived.”
“Wait, just wait. Hector!”
Simon forced a friendly smile and raised both palms in a calming gesture.
It wasn’t over yet. Didn’t they say that even inside a Dragon Lair, you could survive if you kept your wits about you?
“Just calm down and listen to what I have to say—!”
Whoosh!
A Dragon Scale that Hector hurled embedded itself in the rock behind Simon like a throwing star.
“There’s nothing to listen to.”
Hector peeled another scale from the ones hanging loose on his body and gripped it in his hand.
Yet Hector’s own physical condition looked far from good either. His legs were trembling, drained of strength.
‘Thank goodness Hector’s exhausted too. His condition isn’t much different from mine.’
Simon’s heart hammered in his chest, but he tried to persuade once more.
“Listen. The situation isn’t right for us to settle things between ourselves here!”
Hector threw the scale without hesitation, and Simon quickly ducked to dodge it.
From the recoil of throwing the scale so hard, Hector staggered and nearly fell. Both of them were utterly exhausted.
“There’s only about thirty minutes left!”
Simon shouted without relenting.
“Whoever collapses here won’t even get a chance to collect coins! They’ll fail the exam and have to leave Kizen!”
“That sounds good.”
Hector held scales in both hands now. As Simon’s mind raced desperately, Dik’s voice suddenly echoed in his memory.
-You don’t get why Hector wants to fight you? Maybe he thinks beating you is proof of his strength.
Remembering those words, Simon spoke urgently.
“Let’s schedule a proper match once we’ve recovered! It’ll be unsatisfying if we decide things in this worn-out state!”
“Stop scheming, Simon Polentia.”
The Darkness that Simon thought had run dry surged forth from Hector’s body once more.
“I never turn my eyes from the fight right in front of me!”
Hector charged forward like an enraged rhinoceros.
‘This is ridiculous!’
Barely getting to his feet, Simon timed his slide tackle perfectly with Hector’s charge.
“Ngh!”
Hector sprang up and evaded the tackle.
The moment Hector landed, Simon rushed at him in counterattack and threw a straight punch.
Whoosh!
Hector arched his back, and Simon’s fist cut through empty air.
A smile played at the corner of Hector’s mouth.
“You’ve weakened.”
This time Hector clenched his fist.
“Look at you—practically a dying man, Simon Polentia!”
Boom!
His massive fist swung down, but Simon simply tilted his head and slipped the blow.
—
“You’re just as worn out as I am.”
Crack!
Simon’s rising punch connected with Hector’s jaw. His Barrier Gauge chipped away, but Hector’s face tilted upward with a smile still on his lips.
He barely seemed bothered by it.
“Weak.”
Thwack!
Hector countered with a hook across Simon’s face.
“Ugh!”
Simon took the hit but immediately slashed at Hector’s face with his other hand.
Crack! Thwack! Pow! Bang!
The two exchanged blows, fist for fist.
Both were so exhausted they couldn’t summon even a shred of darkness to their fists. There was no defense left.
Each blow landed in turn—when Simon’s head snapped back, Hector’s followed.
“Enough!”
Crack!
Simon’s rising knee struck Hector’s face. Hector toppled in a cloud of dust, but sprung back up like a roly-poly toy.
“Hnngh!”
Hector lunged like a beast, seized Simon by both shoulders, and slammed him to the ground with a resounding thud.
Pinning Simon beneath him, Hector’s face twisted into a grim smile as he raised his fist.
“Die.”
Thud! Crack! Crack!
His fists hammered Simon’s face in rapid succession. The barrier flickered and shattered away at alarming speed.
!
In that instant, Hector’s center of gravity lurched and wavered.
Simon, sprawled beneath him, drove his legs upward with sudden force, lifting his torso and rolling his weight forward until his elbows touched ground.
Snap!
Snap!
His hands clamped around Hector’s waist as his legs coiled around the larger boy’s body like serpent’s coils, and with a twist, he hurled them both sideways.
‘What technique is this?’
When clarity returned, Hector lay pinned beneath him, and Simon had mounted him.
Thud! Crack!
The tables had turned entirely. Now it was Simon’s fists driving down, and Hector taking the blows.
“Arrrgh!”
After absorbing several hits, Hector’s sheer strength and mass drove Simon off him.
Both boys fell still for a moment, gasping.
“Ha—ha!”
“Heh—heh!”
With knees bent and breath ragged, they rose together. Then, without pause, they drove off the ground and rushed each other again.
Whoosh! Crack!
A vicious, wild exchange erupted. Both had poor accuracy, and swinging their fists hurt more than taking the hits.
Then their eyes locked on each other’s heads, and without question, they swept their legs up in unison.
Crack!
Their kicks collided in an X, shaking the air between them.
Both boys staggered backward and dropped to one knee, heaving raw breath.
‘Hnnn!’
The moment they turned to charge each other again—
!
Hector’s eyes went wide.
“Damn it, move!”
Simon knew that desperate shout was meant for him.
The instant Simon threw himself sideways, a massive stone pillar drove into the ground where he’d stood, sending up clouds of dust with a sickening thud.
Crunch—crunch—crunch—
Simon sat frozen in shock. Hector had barely managed to brake and stop himself clear.
The stone pillar was larger than both their heights combined.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The earth trembled with each footfall. Both boys steadied themselves and rose.
The moment Simon sensed that presence, the hair on the back of his neck stood on end.
‘This is the worst.’
He’d mistaken it for a monster at first, but the wetsuit and protective suit it wore marked it as a student.
‘My first real look at it face-to-face.’
A colossus over three meters tall.
A massive, rounded body; gray hair and brows; narrow, sleepy eyes; and protruding beast-like fangs jutting from its mouth.
It gave off the aura of an apex predator regarding humans as prey.
‘Special Exception Number Three—Shatel Maer…!’
The giant’s sleepy eyes opened wider, revealing cold, ominous whites.

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