Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner - Chapter 29

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Summoning Genius of the Necromancer School — Episode 29
“Run!”
Simon grabbed Kamibarez’s hand and bolted. Behind them, a sickening whoosh split the air.
Boom!
Crash!
Black crosses drove into the ground one after another, tearing open a massive crater. Simon’s eyes widened.
‘…Priest is using Darkness Magic?’
Simon realized the situation had become far graver.
This wasn’t merely a Priest hiding somewhere in Locksem.
‘…There’s a traitor inside Kyzen!’
Two reasons led Simon to this conclusion.
First: Darkness Magic and Holy Power are opposing forces—one can only wield a single art.
Second: this Priest was wielding Darkness Magic, not Holy Power.
Which meant they weren’t an outsider who’d infiltrated, but someone already operating within Kyzen itself.
Almost certainly a spy for the Holy Federation, bleeding Kyzen’s secrets dry.
No one at Kyzen prayed to any god—so this Priest must have ventured deep into the Forbidden Forest, where no footfalls trod, to offer up their prayers.
Simon and Kamibarez had the misfortune of witnessing it.
In other words, reaching one clear conclusion:
‘If we’re caught, we’re dead for certain!’
Whoosh!
Screech!
Crosses of pure Darkness Magic rained down without mercy. Blood spray erupted from his arm and thigh as burning pain flooded through him.
‘Gasp! Gasp!’
Simon ran with ragged breath, his eyes snapping wide. Suddenly, something sinuous moved across his path ahead.
“Watch out!”
Simon shouted and threw his torso back.
A jet-black chain woven from Darkness Magic erupted forward, grazing past his hair by a hairsbreadth.
Simon righted himself and glanced to the side.
“You’re okay—!”
She was already receding into the distance.
“Si—Simon!”
Her legs were ensnared by the chain. Both reached out desperately, but their fingertips missed by inches, grasping only empty air.
In an instant, she was dragged away at terrifying speed, pulled into the darkness.
“No!”
Simon gasped and lunged forward.
Drawing close, he found her slumped against a tree, unconscious, her body wound tightly in black chains.
‘Kamibarez has been captured!’
Simon gritted his teeth and spun around.
The robed Priest approached slowly. The shadow of the pulled-down hood was too thick to see the face beneath.
The baggy robes made gender and physique indeterminable. Almost nothing could be gleaned from appearance.
The Priest raised their left arm.
Snap!
Simon immediately channeled Darkness Magic and dove behind a tree. The surging chain struck the trunk and ricocheted away.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
A skilled combatant—dozens of crosses unfolded simultaneously in mid-air.
Here was a Priest wielding Darkness Magic to manifest crosses, symbols of the Necromancer’s own power.
Simon felt a dissonance he couldn’t name.
As the Priest’s palm turned downward, the crosses cascaded in unison.
‘Damn!’
Simon pulled a skeleton’s Short Sword from his Subspace and charged forward.
Crosses struck the ground like gravestones. At an unavoidable moment, a black trajectory shot at him from the side.
Clang!
Simon immediately swung the Short Sword to deflect the cross. As a numbing sensation flooded through his wrist, the blade shattered into pieces.
Clatter!
Chains came at him from both left and right simultaneously.
Simon dropped low enough to kiss the ground and, dodging clear, snatched up a stone lying in the dirt.
‘Darkness Imbue!’
Whoosh!
Simon poured Darkness Magic into the stone, staining it black, and as he threw his torso upright, hurled it with all his strength.
Screech!
Simon watched the flying stone with desperate hope.
‘Hit him! Show your face!’
Perhaps Priest hadn’t expected Simon to counterattack—he turned his head a fraction too late. The hood’s right edge tore slightly, but that was all Simon managed.
“…….”
Though his face remained hidden, Simon felt a wave of fury radiating from Priest.
More crosses materialized in the void. Simon scrambled to his feet to dodge, but the crosses spread beyond the frontal assault—their range extended above his head.
There was no escape.
“Hah.”
Simon resigned himself, closing his eyes and raising both arms defensively. And then—
‘Now!’
A massive Greatsword materialized behind Priest.
Crash!
The ear-splitting roar sent Priest’s body sliding backward in a spray of sparks.
He managed to wrap Darkness magic around himself like a shield in time to avoid being cleaved in two, but the crosses he’d been casting scattered or fell to the ground as ash.
[Kehehehe! You alright, boy!]
Pear materialized, twin eyes blazing with an eerie blue flame.
He towered over two meters tall, an ethereal cloak rippling across his shoulders, and a pure white Greatsword gripped in his hand.
The sudden appearance of an Ancient Undead left Priest visibly startled.
‘Pear!’
[Fall back, boy! This opponent is beyond your strength yet!]
Pear raised his colossal Greatsword to eye level, stance ready. Simon nodded obediently.
‘I’m counting on you!’
[Kahahaha! When was the last time I had a proper fight? Come then!]
Pear drove his foot into the ground.
The earth shattered. His body shot forward like a bullet. Priest formed a Dark Shield before him in response.
Clang!
Shield and blade collided—the air itself shrieked, and the ground buckled. Trees nearby were torn from their roots and sent flying.
This was no longer a battle Simon could hope to enter.
Abandoning any thought of joining, he turned and rushed toward Kamibarez. Pear’s ambush had canceled not only the crosses but the chains as well—she lay slumped on the ground, freed from her bonds.
“Kamibarez!”
Thankfully, she seemed merely stunned, with no serious injuries visible.
Simon lifted her into his arms. It was something he felt every time, but her body was disturbingly light.
Boom!
A large chunk of stone debris crashed nearby. Simon backed further away. Each time Pear and Priest clashed, the terrain around them transformed.
‘Pear! How are you doing?’
[Ghh! This is no trivial matter!]
Pear’s voice trembled.
[This creature is absurdly strong with just Darkness magic alone! It might be a Professor-level opponent!]
Even for an Ancient Undead, fresh from the breaking of his seal, Pear’s power was severely diminished.
More than that, Pear was an administrator of the legion—never meant for direct combat. If his opponent truly was a Professor from Kyzen, this would be an unwinnable fight.
‘There has to be.’
Simon bit his lip. He couldn’t afford to lose his father’s Undead so pathetically.
‘There has to be a way……!’
Simon’s pupils dilated as a solution struck him.
‘Pear! Create distance from Priest! And keep delaying—make noise, as much noise as you can!’
[What?]
‘No time to explain! Hurry!’
Whether trusting Simon’s judgment or simply obeying, Pear withdrew from Priest and began creating a cacophony—swinging his Greatsword to rupture the earth, tearing the air itself to generate explosions and noise.
To Priest’s eye, it likely appeared wasteful, but this was Simon’s only path to survival.
And it wasn’t long before—
“Over there! I hear something!”
“Sounds like an explosion!”
Torchlight flickered in the distance. Simon clenched his fist.
‘Got it!’
The Sentries had heard the commotion and were approaching.
Hours ago they had been figures of terror, but in this moment—never had Simon been so grateful for their arrival.
Priest, who had been pressing his advantage over Pear, spotted the Sentries’ torches.
From his perspective, the more witnesses present, the more complicated the situation would become. Priest abandoned his fight with Pear and fled into the forest.
“Don’t chase him, Pear!”
Simon ran forward. Pear, his Greatsword planted in the ground, breathed heavily—then let out a satisfied chuckle.
“Are you all right?”
[This much is nothing! But if we stay here, another dangerous situation is bound to catch up with us.]
“Yes, you’re right.”
The baying of hounds and the torches of sentries were nearly upon them now.
Pear gathered Simon and Kamibarez into his arms at once.
[We’re getting out of here! Hold tight!]
Pear pushed off the ground and soared into the air.
The landscape around them blurred past at tremendous speed.

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Pear carried the two of them out of the Forbidden Forest and set them down at a vantage point where Kyzen’s city walls came into view.
[From here on, I can’t go further.]
Pear lowered them to the ground as he spoke.
[There’s an awkward scent in the air — looks like Wide-Range Detection Magic is in place.]
Simon nodded in acknowledgment. Kamibarez remained unconscious, showing no signs of stirring.
“Thank you, Pear. I owe you my life.”
[Khehehe! I only just acquired a contractor — I can’t afford to lose you now! Go carefully!]
“Thank you.”
Pear vanished into the darkness.
To enter through the main gate would have meant explaining everything to the guards, so Simon retraced his original path, passing through the tunnel beneath the Stable and slipping back over the city wall.
He climbed the ladder and pushed aside the hay from above, poking his head through the opening.
“Ah, you’re back?”
Kevin, who happened to be watering the horses in the Stable, spotted Simon and broke into a smile.
“Did Dick make it back?”
“No, sir. Suddenly sentries were swarming everywhere outside, so he didn’t come this way. If it was Dick, he’s probably found an alternate route to circle around.”
“I see. Thank you for letting me know.”
Kevin pointed at Kamibarez, cradled in Simon’s arms.
“Is that young lady all right?”
“We were chased by sentries and she exerted herself a bit too much. She’ll be fine.”
Simon flicked a coin from his pocket and tossed it to Kevin, a tip much like what Dick would have given — a gesture to ensure discretion.
Kevin accepted it with a broad grin and bowed deeply in thanks.
Once Simon slipped out of the Stable, he found himself uncertain of where to go.
Should he head to the Central Medical Ward? But they’d certainly demand to know how the injuries occurred, and if he told the truth, word would inevitably reach the professors and officials.
A skirmish in the dead of night. That Priest may well have seen his face, but Kamibarez was unlikely to have seen theirs.
To keep her from danger again, whoever treated her wounds had to be trustworthy.
‘Trustworthy…’
Going to Neftis would be safest, but he had no idea where she was at this hour.
After weighing his options, Simon set off.

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Kyzen Male Student Dormitory Building 1 — Night Duty Office.
“Yaaawn.”
Rena, the dormitory manager, sat slumped over her desk with her arms folded beneath her chin, yawning widely.
“I hate the night shift……”
Cleaning, laundry, cleaning, laundry, cleaning, laundry. Of course, her primary duty was dormitory management, but tending to the whims of noble young masters was something she’d never quite grown accustomed to.
She glanced at a scattered sheet of paperwork and let out a hollow laugh.
“Bringing female students into the dormitory rooms for three-on-three? What the hell — these crazy bastards are going to be the death of me……”
Kids these days had lost all sense of modesty.
When she’d said she’d report it to the supervising professor rather than let it slide, they’d immediately started name-dropping their family houses and trying to threaten her. It was absolutely infuriating.
“God, I want to just quit……”
Knock, knock.
A knock sounded at the door at that very moment.
What could it be at this late hour? She rubbed her eyes and called out.
“Come in.”
Click.
The door swung open, and a male student entered carrying a female student in his arms. Rena’s eyes went wide and she jerked upright.
“Wait — a girl in the boys’ dormitory?! What in the world is going on here……!”
As her indignation faded, she suddenly recognized the boy’s face. Moreover, his uniform was caked with dirt and stained with blood from open wounds.
“Ah…… Simon, is that you?”
“Help us, please.”
Simon spoke in a strained voice. Rena scrambled over and cleared the objects scattered across the cot in the on-duty room. Simon laid Kamibarez down on the bed.
“What happened? You shouldn’t have brought her here—you need to take her to the Medical Ward first——!”
“The situation is somewhat complicated.”
Simon’s expression hardened.
“I can’t explain all the details, but I can’t take her to the ward.”
…….
Four years as a dormitory manager at Kyzen.
She’d taken the position for the generous wages paid to staff, only to watch ninety-five percent of her predecessors flee within a month—yet she had endured. Four years in this notorious place.
In that time, Rena had seen practically everything Kyzen could throw at her, and she knew the darkness that lurked beneath the academy’s surface. Students did whatever it took to survive here.
Yes. Whatever it took.
It was commonplace at Kyzen for injured students to avoid the Medical Ward, unwilling to risk the complications that came with official reports.
She released a heavy sigh.
“Out. Now.”
“I beg your pardon?”
Rena shoved at Simon’s back. He staggered forward in confusion.
“Wait, hold on, Rena! I——!”
“A girl needs treatment, so get out!”
“Ah…….”
While Simon stood there scratching his head with an awkward expression, Rena retrieved the Emergency Medical Kit and set it beside the bed, then yanked the curtain shut so he couldn’t see.
Moments later came the soft rustle of Kamibarez’s uniform being removed.
……Sigh.
A long breath escaped from behind the curtain.
“Honestly, it’s unbelievable. What on earth happened to her? There are lacerations on her shins and knees, but this wound on her thigh…….”
Her voice went cold.
“It looks like a clean cut from something sharp.”

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