Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner - Chapter 272

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Necromancer School’s Summoning Genius — Episode 272
Simon sensed it in his bones: the worst had come to pass.
Lorain and Serne, who had already transcended student level; the exceptional third-year transfer student whose combat ability was said to match theirs.
Shatel Maer—current Kizen’s finest bloodline, a half-giant—had just burst onto the field.
‘Will persuasion even work?’
With nothing to lose, Simon opened his mouth.
“That is…”
Before the words could fully leave his lips, Shatel’s form vanished from in front of him and reappeared at his back.
The punch came like a meteor plummeting from the sky.
Crunch!
Simon’s body was hurled brutally sideways. Even with both arms raised to guard his chest, the defense shattered instantly, sending him flying dozens of meters through the air. His Barrier Gauge plummeted in real time.
“You bastard!”
Shatel’s gaze shifted. Hector, airborne in a sharp leap, twisted his face into a savage expression.
“That one’s mine!”
Snap!
His violent kick landed softly against Shatel’s palm.
The spongy sensation in that palm felt less like it absorbed the impact and more like it was drawing him in; the moment Hector snapped aware, Shatel’s opposite fist came flying.
Boom!
Hector’s body struck the ground, carving a massive crater.
“Cough!”
The impact was too great even for his Protective Suit to stop—blood sprayed from his lips.
In the meantime, Simon was on his feet, gasping for breath.
‘Is he really the same age as us?’
This was someone operating from an entirely different starting line.
It was like three-year-olds racing each other, then suddenly an adult steps up to the starting line claiming to be three years old.
‘Same year as Kassan. Born into a different world entirely.’
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Shatel was closing in on Simon, hunting for first place Points.
At least there was one mercy: they were still in an exam, which meant there were ways to counter him.
Click! Click!
Simon’s fingers moved with fluid grace. Skeletal remains poured from his Subspace, rising into the air at his command.

As bone fragments shot forward in brilliant white arcs, Shatel swept his arm through the air as if swatting flies.
The wind pressure alone scattered them all.
‘Even Shatel’s watching for my attacks.’
Despite his supreme defense, he wore a Protective Suit now, and his life was measured in a Barrier Gauge.
If that Gauge hit zero, even Shatel would be expelled.
Kizen wasn’t lenient about such matters.
‘So I’ll scratch away, bit by bit.’
Click. Click.
Bones that had been scattered by wind pressure and fallen onto rocks rose again, continuing their assault on Shatel.
He blocked them with sweeping arms, but a few glancing blows struck his Protective Suit’s Barrier like rain on clothes.
Shatel’s brow furrowed, and he stomped the ground.
Bang!
Simon felt a chill run down his spine.
The earth beneath him bloomed in absolute black, as if he’d stepped into a ink-wash painting.

‘What kind of Dark Magic is this?’
Simon’s eyes narrowed in concentration as he watched, but Shatel pressed both hands into the ground and heaved upward with all his strength.
“!”
A dark shadow suddenly spread across the space around Simon.
When he looked up, a massive bedrock was plummeting toward his head. The ground Shatel had just touched was torn away, leaving only raw marks.
Crash—!!
By the narrowest margin, he rolled backward and dodged.
Next, Shatel thrust his blunt fingers upward and the ground heaved in layered strata.
When he drove his fist down—Boom!—the debris didn’t scatter; it shot straight at Simon instead.
Bang! Boom! Boom!
A relentless rain of falling stone devastated the area. Simon sprinted desperately across the dark earth, dodging the onslaught.
‘Just brute force and flashy Dark Magic.’
Shatel reached down to touch the ground again. Simon caught the angle of his arm and wrist, then pressed into the dark earth and leapt to maximum height from a standstill.
Screeeeeeeech!
Shatel Maer swept his arm upward in a scooping motion. The earth rose in that direction, forming a vast mountain range.
‘What? Mountains just—created themselves?’
Simon, suspended in midair, rolled across the ground and landed hard.
Shatel Maer drove his fist into one corner of the artificial mountain range—bang!—and the entire ridge transformed into rocky debris, hurtling toward Simon in a deluge.
Crash! Boom! Rumble!
Simon wheezed through ragged breaths, evading the onslaught. A few glancing blows, and his Barrier Gauge was already depleted.
If his stamina or Dark Element reserves had any give left, he might have attempted a counterattack—but in his current state, defeating him was impossible.
‘Somewhere Shatel’s Dark Magic can’t reach.’
Simon was sprinting toward the Sea.
Crash!
A massive stone cliff dropped directly into his path. He skidded to a halt and spun around.
‘Danger…!’
But no follow-up attack came. Instead, Hector had appeared behind them, flinging Dragon Scales like shuriken.
“I told you I’m his opponent!”
Shatel Maer raised rocks to intercept the assault. Simon didn’t know exactly what was happening, but this was his opening.
Simon splashed into the Sea and opened a Subspace.
‘Sorry, Deimos—I need you one more time!’
The skeletal form of Deimos burst from the Subspace and carried Simon away.
After batting aside Hector’s barrage, Shatel Maer advanced—but Simon had already fled into the depths.
Boom!
Shatel Maer struck the ground once more.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Three more times, in rapid succession.
The entire island turned pitch black. Not just the earth—trees and grass alike darkened as though painted in ink.
The ground split with a crackling sound, and every particle of soil and stone comprising the island rose skyward all at once.
Rumble rumble rumble!
The whole island, pulverized and destroyed, transformed into stone suspended in air. The entire island had become Shatel Maer’s projectile.
‘Deimos. Ocean Current Cannon.’
Simon refused to yield. Squeezing every last reserve of strength, Deimos’s jaws gaped wide, and a torrent of Dark Element and mana erupted forth.
‘Fire first!’
Thwooooom!
With a deafening roar, Deimos’s Ocean Current Cannon blazed outward. Simultaneously, Hector descended from the sky, outfitted with Dragon Scale Wings, unleashing a Breath Attack.
Two colossal waves of firepower converged from sea and sky, meeting upon Shatel Maer and detonating.
Rumble rumble rumble!
They had wrung themselves dry of every last ounce of strength. Simon and Hector, both boys, gasped for breath, faces hollow with exhaustion.
Through the billowing smoke, Shatel Maer emerged, sheltered behind a stone wall. Just as he was preparing to resume his assault.
Beeeeeep!
[All examinations have concluded! Repeat: all examinations have concluded! Students must immediately cease combat and await Teleportation Magic. Please standby.]
[From this moment forward, no points will be gained or lost. Cease combat and wait in a safe location.]
As the exam ended, Shatel Maer halted his offensive. He deactivated his Dark Magic, and the stone fragments suspended in the air began to descend.
‘Haaa.’
Simon exhaled a breath of relief.
He had survived, somehow.
Meanwhile, hovering in midair, Hector gnawed at his hair in frustration.
‘This was supposed to be it—finally settle it! And once again—interrupted! Dammit all!’
“…….”
Shatel Maer said nothing, simply turned and strode away.

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Once the exam concluded, students on the Sea were transported one by one to the Teleport Magic Circle on the Campus Grounds of Kizen. Those with injuries who needed treatment proceeded directly to the Infirmary.
Fresh from the exam, the students buzzed with chatter and excitement.
Some lamented their scores, but on the whole, the atmosphere was buoyant—everyone had survived elimination and passed through a major test safely.
Simon, now back at Kizen, wrapped a towel around himself and caught his breath.
“Simon—!”
Then he heard Kamibarez’s voice. He turned to see her rushing toward him, her face flushed with emotion.
“Kamibarez! You’re all right!”
The two reunited with bright smiles. The petite wings attached to her back fluttered happily.
“I’m so relieved! You made it through this exam too!”
“Yeah, good work out there.”
She looked exhausted, yet her expression was brighter than anyone’s. Simon asked her a question.
“Did you happen to run into Merin or Dick during the exam?”
“No, I didn’t. We must have been too far apart.”
The two of them laughed and chattered away, exchanging information about the test.
Checking the rankings, Merin had achieved 10th place overall, climbing back into the top tier.
Kamibarez was ranked 205th; her position had dropped slightly due to the nature of the Sea as a testing ground, but she remained solidly in the upper ranks.
And Dick had also managed a respectable placement in the upper-middle 400s this time, apparently catching monsters with ease by stunning them with his Discharge Suit and Electric Discharge Device, his own inventions.
Just then, a teaching assistant rushed in.
“Attention, please! All top-ranked students whose names are called must proceed to the Kizen Campus Grounds for interviews!”
Several students’ names were announced, and Simon’s was among them.
“I’ll be back soon, Kamibarez.”
“Yes, have a good time! I’ll be watching the interview on screen!”
Simon followed the teaching assistant’s guidance and immediately boarded a Teleport Magic Circle.
As his surroundings shifted and his eyes opened, Simon found himself standing on a stage at the entrance to the Kizen Campus Grounds. Massive screens displaying footage from the test areas stretched across all sides, and below them crowded an enormous audience.
“Waaaaaah!”
A thunderous roar erupted.
As Simon looked around, countless spectators sprang from their seats, offering a standing ovation. From all corners came the sound of students’ names being chanted.
“Simon! Simon!”
Among them, he could hear his own name being called.
Simon smiled and waved toward the cheering crowd.
“…What on earth did you do?”
A young girl’s voice came from beside him.
A girl in a Navy dress uniform draped over a wetsuit—Special Examinee 7, the captain of the Ghost Ship who had achieved 2nd place overall this time, Elisa.
“How is 200,000 Points even possible?”
Elisa, who had been confident she would place first in underwater combat, was bewildered.
Simon smiled.
“I got lucky and caught a Colossal Beast.”
“…What, what? A Colossal Beast? That massive monster?”
Then he felt a sharp sting at the back of his head. A murderous glare had pinned itself there, and Simon turned to look.
‘Ugh.’
Hector was up here too.
“Wasn’t this exam enjoyable to watch, everyone!”
At that moment, a host holding an Amplification Crystal appeared with both arms raised high.
Beside him stood Jane, who had been today’s commentator.
When the students lowered their heads, she gave a slight nod as well.
“Let us give our warmest applause and encouragement to the heroes of this exam—the future pillars of the Dark Alliance!”
Applause erupted throughout the venue, along with camera flashes from Magic Cameras. The students quickly composed their expressions and looked ahead.
“Now, let’s see the Top 5 rankings!”
The rankings appeared across the screen.
5th Place – Hector : 9,500 Points
4th Place – Raheim : 11,200 Points
3rd Place – Juul : 11,600 Points
2nd Place – Elisa : 18,650 Points
1st Place – Simon : 223,500 Points
The strongest student in this BMAT was beyond question. Needless to say, the gap between 2nd and 1st was overwhelming.
“And now let’s meet the star of the show! The student who transcended the limits of Summoning Magic to become the true Underwater Combat Specialist of Kizen’s first year!”
The host extended his arm.
“I present to you, student Simon Polentia!”
Taking a light breath, Simon walked out before the vast crowd.

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