Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner - Chapter 282

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The Necromancer School’s Summoning Genius — Chapter 282
After a full day’s journey by carriage, Simon had fallen into the habit of resting his chin on his hand and gazing out at the landscape rolling past the window.
As time wore on, even the monotonously barren and vast expanse of brown earth began to shift. Patches of green grew more frequent, and trees and shrubs started to thicken into verdant growth.
“When people hear ‘Neutral Zone,’ they always picture nothing but desolate wastelands or deserts!”
Seiwir brushed his fringe back with the back of his hand and launched into an explanation with practiced confidence.
“It’s a kind of preconception. In reality, there are vast regions here that haven’t undergone desertification at all!”
He explained that the further toward the center, the more desert; the further toward the outer edges, the more forest one encountered.
In other words, Team 7 and Seiwir were heading toward the outer regions.
During that full day of travel by carriage, Simon found himself forced to listen to the hundreds of exploits Seiwir had accomplished until his ears were practically callused over.
Dick had become utterly absorbed in Seiwir’s tales of heroism, transforming into an ardent fan, while Merin dutifully played along—after all, she needed good grades. Kamibarez simply nodded with a smile on her face.
A considerable amount of time passed in this manner.
“We’ve arrived.”
They had reached their destination. The town called Kelso was like a place where civilization and jungle had been blended together in equal measure.
The architecture was advanced—proper stone masonry had been employed to construct brick buildings. Yet the plant life here was so tenacious that shoots sprouted from between the tiles and through cracks in the mortar. Massive vines wound around entire structures.
The townspeople seemed to have long since given up attempting to remove the endlessly proliferating vegetation.
“Ugh, my rear end feels completely numb.”
Dick complained dramatically as he descended from the carriage, and the other team members followed suit, stretching their limbs.
Their entire bodies ached from having been cramped in such a confined space for so long.
“All right, agents. I need your full attention.”
Seiwir focused everyone’s gaze and spoke in a grave tone.
“In this very city, there is a Saint Candidate.”
The words brought a sudden surge of tension. All four team members nodded, their expressions turning serious to match.
“If we’d arrived even an hour later, the Priests could already be lurking in this city. However, don’t be overly concerned.”
Seiwir brushed his fringe back with the back of his hand, flashing a brilliant smile.
“I shall defend against any White Magic they throw at us!”
“Truly reassuring, Agent Seiwir!”
“The rest of you focus on reconnaissance and finding the target. No matter what happens, do not rush toward the Priests or strike first.”
“Understood!”
“Then, let us begin the operation.”
Seiwir took the lead and gave a thumbs-up with a decisive gesture.
“An operation upon which the future of our Dark Alliance depends!”
“Yes, sir!”
Dick raised his arms high, catching the surge of momentum.
“……The future of the Dark Alliance, even so.”
Merin murmured quietly.
In any case, the operation had begun. Seiwir pressed himself against a building wall and crept forward with silent footsteps.
From the shadows of the structure, he peered cautiously around the corner, then gave an approving gesture. The four members hurried after him.
Snap!
Back against the wall of an alley, he carefully lifted the lid of a trash bin, his expression wary.
“Be cautious. The Priests may have set traps.”
Merin’s face registered disbelief.
“In a trash bin?”
Seiwir moved about haphazardly, picking up scattered garbage and discarded clothing, opening every container he could find.
Dick, posturing as his devoted assistant, mimicked his every move from behind.
“I think I’m starting to get existential dread.”
Merin, kneeling with her legs drawn up, lifted garbage with her fingers and spoke.
“Securing the Saint Candidate is the priority, right? We shouldn’t waste time on this nonsense—we should head straight to the destination—”
“Found it.”
Seiwir opened a trash bin lid to reveal it: a pristine, brilliant Holy Magic Circle drawn within.
“Huh? Y-you actually found something? In a trash bin?”
As Merin stepped closer in shock, Seiwir shouted.
“Watch out!”
Suddenly, from the trash bin’s Magic Circle came a sharp twang, and a Holy Projectile fired out.
“Whoa!”
The instant she stumbled backward in alarm, Seiwir leaped forward before her like a scene from a painting and deployed a Defensive Magic Circle, intercepting the projectile.
“Be careful.”
Seiwir said.
The Holy Projectile didn’t dissipate upon striking the Defensive Magic Circle; instead, it wriggled as if it were a living creature.
“It appears to be White Magic with its own consciousness. There may be a high-ranking Priest among the enemy forces.”
Seiwir spread open his palm.
“Let’s seal it away.”
Whoosh!
A dark arm erupted from the magic circle, seized the holy projectile, dragged it inside, and vanished with a sharp crack.
“Are you alright, Agent Merin?”
He extended his hand toward the fallen Merin and spoke gently.
She nodded and took his hand, rising to her feet.
“I’m—I’m sorry.”
“Not at all. Anyone can make a mistake. However, I do hope you’ll follow my instructions more precisely going forward.”
Seiwir and Dick moved ahead again, while Kamibarez and Simon approached her.
“You okay, Merin?”
“Yeah, I’m fine.”
She let out an embarrassed laugh.
“He’s—he really is incredible……isn’t he?”
“Of course! Kizen chose him as a mentor, after all!”
While the two girls talked, Simon’s expression had grown grave.
‘I didn’t react at all.’
More precisely, he hadn’t even sensed the holy projectile hurtling toward him until it was already at his face.
‘……I thought my ability to detect Holiness had improved through Professor Parahan’s lessons.’
Simon moved forward with doubt gnawing at him.
Seiwir was taking an enormous detour.
He’d spot traces of Priests, duck into some other alley, point at a passing pedestrian and muse that they might be a Priest, then circle back the long way around.
Eventually, they found the target—the house where the Saint Candidate girl lived.
“From here on, we advance by direct assault.”
Seiwir spoke in the grave tone of a commander before battle.
“The Priests will certainly attack. I’ll handle both offense and defense alone, so you all keep your eyes forward and move straight to the target. Is everyone ready?”
“Yes!”
“Powerful White Magic may rain down on you. Keep your bodies low, shield your heads, and run. Go.”
Dash!
Seiwir broke out of the alley.
“Run!”
Dick led the way, followed by Merin, Kamibarez, and Simon in order.
The street was completely empty, and a straight path led to the girl’s house.
“Hmm? What, it’s suspiciously quiet?”
The moment Dick spoke those words.
Kaboom!
The barrage began in earnest. Blinding flashes erupted across the sky, and holy projectiles rained down indiscriminately on the ground below.
“Ahhhhh!”
“Ugh!”
The team members ran with their heads shielded. The stream of holy projectiles descending upon them looked like a shower of countless meteors.
“Not on my watch!”
Then Seiwir’s moment came. He appeared, his long sleeves billowing.
“I won’t let you lay a finger on my juniors!”
His movements were nothing short of dazzling.
He appeared beside the students who hunched and ran, deployed Defensive Magic Circles to intercept the holy shells, or with a single gesture sent Priests charging from the alley flying backward.
“Keep running straight ahead!”
As he swept his arm, the ground rose like a wall to block the holy barrage. Exorcism-inscribed magic circles spread across the sky, but they scattered to nothing the moment his hand flicked—dispersed into empty air.
“Wow, wow! This guy’s insane! Agent Seiwir must be at least on par with a Kizen professor!”
Dick’s grin was so wide his face threatened to split. Merin and Kamibarez were too focused on running with their heads down to pay attention.
Simon, running at the rear and watching over his teammates, blinked with a face devoid of tension.
‘This is clearly an extremely dangerous situation. So why do I feel no tension?’
To the point where he wondered if his mind had broken, Simon observed the chaos with eerie calm.
It felt less like a battlefield and more like a casual jog through the neighborhood.
“We’re here!”
Dick reached the house and grabbed the doorknob.
“It’s locked!”
“Move aside, commoner!”
Merin conjured a magic circle on her palm, froze part of the door, then shattered it with a kick.
All four burst inside.
“Ah, it seems nobody’s here…”
The house was run-down and shabby. Though the four spread out and searched, it was already empty.
Then Seiwir’s voice drifted in from beyond the window.
“Hahaha! Fleeing with their tails between their legs! I, the mightiest Necromancer of Benjansu! Behold the magnificence of Seiwir!”
He strode into the house with theatrical flair, unhurried and confident.
“The target?”
“She doesn’t seem to be here.”
The moment Simon heard the report, he watched Seiwir’s composure crack—genuinely flustered for the first time.
“What? Not here? That can’t be right……”
Dick spoke up quickly.
“She must’ve been kidnapped by the Priests already! It has to be! There were so many of them attacking us just now!”
……
But Seiwir seemed to have lost himself entirely, offering no reply.
“Agent Seiwir?”
“Ah, yes! It’s nothing.”
Seiwir lifted his head abruptly.
“I’ll pursue those fleeing Priests myself. The rest of you—gather information through interviews about where the girl went.”
Merin stepped forward.
“Agent? Given the circumstances, it’s obvious she was kidnapped by the Priests. Wouldn’t it be better if we all pursued them together?”
“Absolutely not……! Ahem, one person is enough to chase the Priests. Please follow my orders here.”
With that, Seiwir bolted from the house.
Four agents were left behind, abandoned.
‘Hmm.’
Simon glanced outside. For all the chaos of the Holy Projectile barrage that had fallen moments ago, the village looked oddly peaceful.
“Well, it doesn’t make much sense, but a mentor’s orders are absolute.”
Merin folded her arms.
“Let’s spread out and investigate, like the agent said.”
“Okay! What was the girl’s name again?”
“Sasha.”
The three of them scattered to gather information.
“Simon?”
Kamibarez turned back as she was leaving. Simon waved with a smile.
“I’m going to search this house a bit more thoroughly.”
“All right!”
After Kamibarez left, Simon began a leisurely search of the house.
[Kehehehe! How absurd!]
Pier’s voice echoed in his mind.
[You didn’t catch that Seiwir fellow being a clown?]
‘I caught on, but I don’t have solid proof yet.’
What really concerned Simon now was something else.
He recalled the moment Seiwir’s face had revealed panic and disappointment at the news that the girl had vanished.
‘Whatever the case, this mission we’ve been given seems genuine. For now, let’s focus on it.’
[Kehehehe! Saving the fancy cake for later is fine too!]
First things first—finding the Saint Candidate was urgent. Simon searched the house methodically for any clue that might help.
‘Leaves?’
The house was littered with hair, twigs, and fallen leaves—even indoors.
Tattered clothes. A stuffed bear with one eye missing. An old house where the wind whistled through cracks.
Many details emerged.
The girl who lived here was poor. She lived alone without parents. Yet there were signs that someone else had come and gone.
Simon’s gaze swept the surroundings and settled on the storage room. The door was locked.
“Overlord. A favor.”
Crack!
A Tentacle Blade erupted from the air and shattered the door to splinters. Simon stepped inside.
“……!”
His expression went cold.
[What’s wrong, boy?]
Simon opened a burlap sack that lay discarded in the corner. Syringes of various sizes and strange medicine bottles spilled into view.
‘What in the world happened in this house?’
“Simon!”
Kamibarez’s voice called out then.
As Simon emerged into the living room, she was pressed against the window, speaking urgently.
“Come here for a moment! Merin found an important clue!”

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