Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner - Chapter 279

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The Summoning Genius of the Necromancer School — Chapter 279
A few days later.
The day of the 1st Year Dispatch Evaluation at Kizen.
Starting from the dead of night when everyone slept, Simon slipped out of the Dormitory, passed through the Forbidden Forest, and entered Pier’s Ruins.
Whoosh! Click! Click!
Like villains preparing world conquest in a secret underground lair, the Legionized Skeletons and Corpse Spiders that Simon had summoned were filing neatly into the enormous Subspace he’d opened, one after another.
“But are those two going as well?”
[Of course they must go, Legion Commander!]
Erzsebet, the commander of the Spider Legion, spoke.
[If we leave it only to Prince, I fear I won’t be able to sleep for worry about the girl.]
Pier, seated on the altar, also opened his mouth.
[Outside of Rocksum, no one knows when or how Magnus will move! There’s no harm in being cautious with external operations like this!]
Watching the Undead army file into the enormous Subspace, Simon scratched his head.
“But… do we really need to bring this many?”
It wasn’t as if they were going to war—two hundred Skeletons and one hundred Corpse Spiders. Add to that two Ancient Undead, plus Prince and the Zombie Squad joining later, and they’d have enough force to reduce an entire territory to rubble in a single day.
Simon decided to be clear about it.
“This Dispatch Evaluation has too many watching eyes. Unless my life is in extreme danger, don’t emerge. I’ll do my best to handle things on my own.”
When the Legion moved, traces would inevitably remain.
Pier alone had moved in Scream Cave and been discovered by Magnus, which was how they’d ended up in this predicament—if the Legion acted as a whole, it would give Magnus far too much information.
[Then let’s do it this way!]
Pier’s eye sockets flared with blue-green flames as he spoke.
[We’ll only step in if your life is in danger or if we need to respond Legion against Legion to Magnus’s attack! How’s that?]
“Yes, those terms work well for me.”
While the two exchanged this back and forth, Erzsebet’s eyes gleamed meaningfully.

* * *
With all preparations complete, Simon left Pier’s Ruins and returned to Kizen.
When he climbed the hill where the Teleport Magic Circle stood, many students were murmuring among themselves, their faces alight with equal parts excitement and nerves.
“Simon~ over here!”
Kamibarez waved her hand enthusiastically. Beside her stood Dik, chattering away cheerfully, and Merin with her arms crossed.
“You made it?”
“Hurry up! Always late, you sleepyhead!”
Simon quickly rushed over and joined the three of them.
“Put this on.”
Merin handed him something.
It was a Desert Robe with excellent ventilation, complete with a turban attached to shield against sand.
“Merin bought it for us!”
Kamibarez, already wearing her robe, spun in place. Simon accepted his with a broad smile.
“Thanks, Merin. I’ll wear it well.”
Merin seemed embarrassed, clearing her throat with a small cough before waving her hand.
“It’s, it’s just my duty as Team Leader!”
All four of them put on the robes Merin had given them and exchanged banter. The main topic, naturally, was the Neutral Territory.
“The Neutral Territory—! Never thought I’d actually set foot there!”
At Dik’s exclamation, Kamibarez nodded enthusiastically, her wings fluttering.
“I, I didn’t sleep a wink! It’s a bit scary, but… knowing you’re all with me makes me feel safe!”
“Same here.”
Simon agreed with a smile.
It was their first time undertaking the same mission as a group of four. Their coordination was solid, and each of them had the ability to fulfill their role—heading out felt reassuring.
When Simon agreed, Kamibarez laughed with delight, her long sleeves fluttering as she moved.
“Aww, Kamibarez is so cute.”
From behind, Merin pulled her into a tight embrace.
“Just follow me closely. Don’t wander off! Don’t go with any strange men!”
“Yes, big sister!”
Kamibarez had by now learned how to take a joke.
She used to tremble uncertainly whenever unsure if something was a jest or serious, but Dik’s existence—a person whose words were more than half teasing—had forced her to adapt.
“I’m most curious what kind of Necromancer will become our mentor.”
At Simon’s words, Dik quickly chimed in.
“I don’t want anything else! Since all Necromancer adults are crazy, I just hope for someone slightly less insane!”
“That sounds like quite a lot to ask for…”
Thump.
But suddenly, a woman’s hand from behind covered Simon’s eyes.
His vision vanished into darkness in an instant.
“Whose hand is—?”
Simon’s shoulders jerked.
Wait—that voice?
He quickly brushed the hand away and spun around.
“Hi there, Simon!”
Simon nearly let out a scream.
A woman with hair tumbling luxuriously and twisted into foam-like curls—Simon recognized her at a glance.
‘E-Erzsebet?!’
Erzsebet was, remarkably, wearing the Kizen School Uniform. Her adult frame made the uniform incredibly tight, and she’d tied her blazer around her waist while her necktie hung loosely at her throat. Her hair had been dyed pink.
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‘But wasn’t she supposed to be in the Subspace?’
“Simon.”
Merin pointed at the uniformed Erzsebet. “What is this?”
“Ah, well…”
As Simon stammered, his mind going blank, Erzsebet hooked her arm through his with a brilliant smile.
“Nice to meet you! My name is Elizabeth Weffer! Simon and I are childhood friends from the same hometown! I’m a Summoning Genius major in Class E!”
…He’d never heard any such backstory before.
‘Erzsebet!’
Simon shot her a look—a silent plea to get back into the Subspace—but this pink-haired Erzsebet showed no sign of complying, grinning contentedly instead.
“C-childhood friends?”
Kamibarez covered her mouth with both hands, eyes darting between Simon and Erzsebet. Then she stared at their linked arms.
“Hey.”
Merin, by contrast, fixed Simon with a cold glare.
“So you’re from Leshir or wherever. Why didn’t you mention your hometown friend was at Kizen?”
“Ah, no. That is—”
“Actually, I moved to a different territory. I just happened to bump into him here at Kizen.”
Erzsebet handled it smoothly.
“…Hmm.”
Just then, Pier was studying Erzsebet with an expression of intense scrutiny.
Simon felt a chill. With Pier’s information network, it wouldn’t be strange if he knew everyone in Class E. Had Pier already caught on that no student named Erzsebet actually existed there?
“Pfft! You lucky bastard, Simon…”
But no—he was just an idiot.
Pier lunged forward and grabbed Simon by the collar.
“You should’ve introduced me to a remarkable childhood friend like this from the start!”
Merin wedged herself in sharply.
“Hey, so you’re really Simon’s childhood friend? How long have you known each other?”
“Ah, h-hello. I’m Kamibarez Ursula! I’m not exactly a childhood friend, but still…!”
Everything was descending into chaos.
Simon grabbed Erzsebet’s wrist with desperate urgency.
“Sorry, we need to talk for a moment! We’ll be right back!”
He pulled her away and into the densely wooded forest, moving as though they were fleeing.
Simon pressed her against a tree, voice low. “What on earth are you doing, Erzsebet!”
She offered a sly smile, her tongue flicking playfully.
“A little rebellion, if you will.”
“Rebellion? You know the situation is dangerous because of Magnus Legion—”
“Did you know I spent the entire semester cooped up in the Ruins?”
Simon’s expression faltered, struck by a pang of guilt.
“Hehe, you understand, don’t you? That this girl joined the Legion with only the Legion Commander in her heart? We understand our circumstances, but every time I spent the semester in the Ruins, all I did was scout with the Corpse Spiders to see whether Magnus Legion would land at Rocksum, and even when you occasionally came by, you were too busy training with Pier. I thought maybe this time I’d finally get a chance to go out, but it looks like I still won’t be able to leave because of the Magnus Legion problem.”
She placed a hand over her heart.
“So this time I slipped out! If you wish to punish me, I shall accept it.”
‘…Ugh.’
Now that he thought about it, he really hadn’t been paying much attention to Erzsebet lately.
Simon let out a sigh.
“I’ll be more attentive going forward. But if you’re going to sneak out like this again, tell me first.”
“I shall take it to heart.”
Fortunately, Erzsebet returned to the Subspace without much resistance.

Just then, the Teleport Magic Circle area erupted with commotion. It seemed they were about to depart, so Simon hurried over.
‘Chaotic from the start—truly chaotic.’
He caught sight of his teammates climbing onto the Teleport Magic Circle just in time.
“Simon Polentia? Simon Polentia, are you here?”
“Yes, here!”
Simon rushed to catch up with his teammates.
Kamibarez looked at Simon and asked.
“Simon! Where’s Erzsebet?”
Even hearing it again, that name really was slapped together carelessly.
Simon flashed a forced smile as he answered.
“She went back to her own team. Ha ha.”
Dik stroked his chin with a satisfied expression.
“Erzsebet was truly outstanding. I can’t believe Kizen had someone like her.”
At that moment, the Teleport Administrator spoke.
“Well then, is everyone here?”
“Yes!”
On the Teleport Magic Circle stood not only Simon’s Class A Team 7, but also team members from other classes.
The Administrator held up a document and spoke.
“You’ll be heading to the Neutral Territory.”
Wooooo!
The students standing outside the Teleport Magic Circle let out a cheer.
The probability of being sent somewhere safe instead of the Neutral Territory had increased slightly, and they were pleased.
“Though honestly, ninety percent end up in the Neutral Territory anyway.”
Merin grumbled in a pouty voice.
“Team leaders, step forward.”
Merin and the other team leaders stepped forward to the Administrator. He handed out thick envelopes, one to each person.
“Inside these envelopes you’ll find information about your dispatch location and your mentor Necromancer. Simply head to that location. Good luck.”
“Thank you!”
Soon they took their positions on the Teleport Magic Circle.
Everyone joined hands and stood in a circle. When Kamibarez felt shy, Simon gently took her hand first. Her hand in his felt remarkably small.
“Then we’re departing!”
The four of them felt their feet lift off the ground simultaneously.

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The moment teleportation began, Simon felt as though he were sliding down an endless slide through an abstract world.
Normally the scenery would change the moment he closed and opened his eyes, but this meant he was traveling an extraordinarily vast distance.
Just as he thought he was beginning to lose his grip—
His feet grew heavy, and he felt the sensation of touching solid ground. Wind brushed against his skin, and he caught the scent of salt.
Finally, he slowly lifted his eyelids, and light poured in.
‘Ugh.’
The sunlight was blindingly bright. He waited a moment for his eyes to adjust.
“Is… is everyone all right?”
“…Ugh… well, we’re alive, at least.”
The other three who had traveled with him via teleportation were sprawled out haphazardly on the ground.
Simon approached them.
“Should I help you up?”
Merin, who had been sitting like the Little Mermaid, opened her eyes.
And the first sight she saw upon opening them was Simon smiling softly with the dazzling sun behind him, extending his hand toward her.
“…Merin?”
She had been staring blankly for a moment, but then she startled with a gasp and took Simon’s hand. She was pulled upright by an astonishing force.
“…Thank you.”
She offered her gratitude in the smallest of voices. Simon smiled and helped the other teammates to their feet as well.
‘So this is the place…’
And he slowly looked around.
The Neutral Territory.
Neither the domain of Necromancers nor the territory of Priests—truly a place of perfect neutrality and freedom, and simultaneously a lawless wasteland infamous for its worst order.
The sun beat down fiercely from above, and the surroundings were filled with strangely styled buildings that appeared to be constructed from packed earth. The ground was the color of ochre, and a hot wind blew through the oppressive heat.
“Look, look over there! The sea is pitch black!”
Kamibarez pointed to the sea visible at the edge of the city.
It was the Black Sea, as it was called in these parts. The marine monsters here were said to possess a fundamentally different level of strength.
‘It feels like I’ve stepped into a completely different world.’
Simon’s heart was already racing.
Being dropped into such an unfamiliar and peculiar place was unsettling, yet there was something oddly reassuring about having the same ‘people’ beside him as always.
“Hehehehe! Still, breathing fresh air after so long feels like I’m actually alive again!”
Dick seemed to share the sentiment, inhaling deeply with a satisfied breath as he spoke.
“Cooped up in Kizen all the time makes you feel suffocated. You need to get out like this now and then—breathe some fresh air. That’s what living is all about! Haha.”
“Keep it down, you fool!”
Merin pressed a finger to her lips, her voice hushed. At the sudden appearance of the young people, several passersby had begun to mutter and stare.
The four of them quickly pulled their robes down and slipped away, ducking into a secluded corner behind a building.
“First, let’s open the letter the director gave us.”
“Yeah, good idea.”
As Merin produced the letter from her pouch, the three others gathered around her.
“Should I open it?”
Merin asked with grave solemnity, and the three nodded. She slowly broke the seal of the envelope.
Snap!
Black Magic had been woven into it—dark electricity crackled and sparked with a sharp sound.
Merin unfolded the letter with a serious expression.
“…What… what is this?!”

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