Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner - Chapter 296

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Necromancer School’s Summoning Genius Episode 296
The outskirts of Kelso.
Here, the collapse of the barrier was more clearly visible. The sight of an enormous, towering wall fracturing like glass and crumbling to the ground was a spectacle rarely witnessed.
And watching this scene with an expressionless face stood a girl.
She wore a black robe draped over a white school uniform, her hands thrust deep into her pockets, her eyes holding a complex tangle of emotions.
“……R, Rette……”
Beside her was Lirinet, her roommate from the Dormitory.
She too wore a brown robe, and after hesitantly searching Rette’s expression, she spoke carefully.
“I, um… is this really the right thing to do? Leaving the Saintess to die like this?”
“I’m not sure if it’s right, but it is just.”
Rette replied with cynicism.
“A Saintess made from drugs? Hah! There’s no way Efnel would acknowledge something so filthy.”
“But, even so, the fact that they deployed Paladins suggests they’ve acknowledged her to some degree, doesn’t it?”
“…….”
In response to Lirinet’s rebuttal, Rette fell silent for a moment before speaking.
“Then let me be honest.”
“?”
Rette swept her white hair behind her ear.
“Honestly, no matter what anyone says, I’m the most promising Saintess candidate on this continent. I didn’t want some weird fake Saintess stealing my chance, so I decided to interfere. There, happy?”
“……That doesn’t seem quite right either.”
At Lirinet’s timid objection, fire flared in Rette’s eyes.
“So what! If I say that’s why, then what do you mean ‘not quite’!”
“The blue-haired boy from Kizen.”
Rette went rigid.
“Isn’t this really for his sake? When he said he was going to Kelso, you reacted incredibly fast and even stopped the Paladins in their tracks.”
Lirinet’s voice dropped to a whisper.
“And that letter you got at the Dormitory from a man—wasn’t that from the Kizen boy?”
“……Anyway.”
Rette laughed quietly.
“Your thinking only goes in ‘that’ direction, and that’s your problem.”
“A, are you denying it?”
“Look— straight at my face.”
Rette turned to face her.
“Tell me what reason I could possibly have to help a Necromancer that badly.”
“…….”
Lirinet quietly called to mind Simon’s face.
He was a Necromancer, but he was handsome in such a delicate way.
“After all, you must like……!”
“Warning: disengage your brain before you speak.”
Rette cut her off with a growl and a quick step forward, leaving Lirinet utterly speechless.
Rette took another step closer and thrust her face right in front of Lirinet’s.
“You’re my roommate, right? So tell me—do I look like the type to lose my head over some man?”
“…….”
Lirinet mentally conjured up all the men Rette had been involved with.
Rette and men.
Scenes of Rette with men.
Beating them, kicking them down, beating them, slamming their heads into walls, beating them, kicking them, beating them, kicking them.
‘Oof.’
No matter how hard she tried, she could only recall violence. This woman was truly…….
“I, I misspoke!”
She was absurdly far from anything resembling romance!
Once Lirinet acknowledged this and apologized, Rette coolly turned her back.
“Good that you understand. Let’s go, Lirinet.”
“Yes! Sister!”
Lirinet’s voice returned to its usual buoyancy as she clung tightly to Rette’s arm.
“Hehe! That’s right! There’s no way Rette would be like that! What kind of person just treats men like punching bags!”
“……Don’t subtly insult me.”
“Okaay~”
In any case, this town had far too many Necromancers—it was dangerous. The two of them were moving through the streets to escape the village when it happened.
Thump.
A man in a white robe walked past from the opposite direction, a stark contrast to the black robe Rette wore.
Footstep.
The two of them crossed paths, their white and black robes brushing against each other as they walked.
“!”
Rette halted and turned her head.
“Wait, Si—”
But.
“Look at this, Simon!”
“Hey! Have you ever seen anyone with the same color aura as that darkness user?”
There were people surrounding the boy.
Friends his own age chattering away noisily.
“Rette!”
Her voice suddenly rising, she quickly turned to look back. Lirinet was staring at her with a sullen expression.
“How many times do I have to call you before you listen!”
“Ah, yes, sorry.”
“Let’s go buy something to eat over there! Hurry!”
Rette forced a smile.
“…Yes, let’s go.”
Even as she responded, Rette glanced back once more.
The man in the white robe had already vanished like a painting.

* * *
Simon returned safely to his team after switching places with Erzsebet. In the meantime, the situation had been quickly contained.
Sasha was transferred to the treatment center at once, and for more precise examination, it was decided she would travel via Teleport Magic Circle to the Dark Alliance. Though still unconscious, fortunately there was no danger to her life.
The Self-Defense Force from the Neutral Zone arrived in succession to assess the situation and collect the bodies.
And news spread widely that a Priest named Figaro, who had coveted the Saintess’s power, had confined residents with a barrier and massacred them, and the entire Neutral Zone was outraged. Hostility toward Efnel rose sharply.
In response, Efnel showed a rather bewildered reaction.
Whether fortunate or unfortunate, the Paladins who had been heading to Figaro were ambushed by Rette and neutralized, so Efnel completely denied any connection between themselves and Figaro.
They also stated they had never recognized her as a Saintess, and that it was Figaro’s personal act of terrorism.
Kizen also dispatched crows to the Vengeance side to assess the situation.
Team 7 underwent several interrogations. At headquarters, there was debate over whether Simon and Team 7’s mission should be considered a success or a failure.
It was unexpectedly Vengeance and Agent Black who stepped forward to defend the students.
-The students are blameless. This is entirely due to our Vengeance’s negligence.
Figaro, who abducted Sasha, was at minimum a Necromancer of third-rank ability, so it was natural the students couldn’t stop him. And if we had managed our personnel properly and assigned a legitimate mentor, the outcome would have been different, they said.
Kizen headquarters accepted this, and in the end only Vengeance received disciplinary action.
“I’m so, so sorry. Because of us—”
When Kamibarez and the students apologized, Black assured them that it was their mistake, and that since the organization had done things in the Neutral Zone before, it wouldn’t be disbanded.
And Seiur, who had become a target for punishment from both Vengeance and the Dark Alliance, was summoned to the Alliance.
The students had their responsibility for the Kelso incident wiped clean, but it was decided they would perform one additional mission to fill out their Mission Assignment.
However, this time they would properly execute the mission together with Agent Black, who had been their original mentor.
“Our mission is to eliminate the Sentinel Gang. We were annoyed they took a job from Efnel, and we’ve decided to uproot them completely this time.”
Though Team 7 members had to perform one more mission, their spirits were high.
After experiencing someone like Seiur, working with their original mentor Black made all the difference in atmosphere.
Black was an industry legend who held the Neutral Zone firmly in his grasp, and the Necromancer representing Vengeance.
But more than the students were moved by the change in mentor—
“Agent! Please have this~”
“Huh, what?”
Black was even more moved.
“You really thought of me? Th-thank you. Thank you so much!”
Black suffered from severe “modern kids phobia.” When word came that dispatches were arriving from Kizen, he hadn’t slept properly for days, and the Seiur incident had only made him more anxious around the students.
But once he actually encountered modern kids, they were nothing like the rumors. There were hardly any who were so kind and clever.
“So! So what happened after that? Tell us more!”
Especially when Black shared stories from the Neutral Zone’s past, the students lit up and begged him to tell them all night.
“You’re really curious? It’s just old stories—”
“Yes! Hurry!”
Black’s stories were full of genuine vivid experience, unlike Seiur’s, so the students couldn’t help but listen differently. Unaware of this background, Black was astounded by their reaction.
As he spent time with Team 7, Black was fighting his modern kids phobia and generational gap in real time.

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Sentinel.
The underground headquarters hideout.
“Ugh…….”
The Slickback Leader of the Sentinel Gang, who had orchestrated Sasha’s kidnapping, lay sprawled in a chair, groaning.
‘In all my years, I never thought I’d end up in prison.’
He’d been defeated by Kizen’s young Necromancers and handed over to the Neutral Zone Self-Defense Force, but his men had paid an enormous ransom to get him back out.
Bang!
“Boss! Something terrible has happened!”
At the shout of a gang member who’d suddenly burst through the door, the Slickback Leader’s eyes narrowed sharply.
“What’s all this noise now? My head’s pounding.”
“Sir, the Necromancers—!”
Thud!
The gang member’s eyes rolled back as he crumpled to the floor. Behind him came a girl with sky-blue hair, entering with a pretty smile on her face.
“Hi there. Look who we’re running into again, mister.”
The Slickback Leader sprang to his feet as though he’d seen a ghost.
“You! That Necromancer girl from Kizen!”
The gang members who’d gotten up from their seats drew knives with menacing expressions.
Merin casually deployed a Magic Circle she’d prepared and sent it floating up toward the ceiling.

Ice shards began raining down from the ceiling in all directions. The gang members who’d rushed forward were struck by the ice and sent flying or tumbling across the floor.
Shriiiiiiiick!
Green poison began spreading throughout the basement.
“Ha ha ha! Poison Gas, coming through!”
Dick and Kamibarez appeared as well.
Dick hurled Enchanted nets left and right or scattered sticky poison across the floor, while Kamibarez fired Blood Bullets or, despite her small frame, displayed surprising martial skill.
Especially in this underground hideout with its cramped quarters—the moment the poison gas spread, dozens of men began collapsing in seconds.
Yet those young ones moved freely through the poison without masks or protective gear, completely unaffected.
“Damn it! How—how did you get here?!”
The Slickback Leader dove behind the sofa, his face rigid.
“Where are all the Core-opened fighters?!”
“Agent Black went after them, sir.”
At the voice suddenly coming from behind him, the Slickback Leader’s heart lurched as he spun around.
It was the blue-haired boy—the very one who’d captured him, the boy who’d haunted his nightmares ever since that day.
“By now they’ve all been dealt with. Agent Black is a Rank 3 powerhouse, after all.”
“Ugh, you bastard!”
The Slickback Leader drew his sword, his face hardening.
“And your escape from the Self-Defense Force—that was my idea too, by the way.”
Simon smiled.
“We needed to find your headquarters.”
“You son of a—!”
The Slickback Leader charged with his sword, but Simon’s kick swept his legs out from under him, sending him rolling across the floor.
“Extorting residents, collecting protection money—let’s end these criminal ways here and now.”
Simon climbed on top of him and fastened Shackles around the man’s wrists.
The Sentinel Gang, which had persisted for twenty years, collapsed in a single night.

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