Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner - Chapter 302

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The Summoning Genius of the Necromancer School, Episode 302
A woman with a severe expression and neatly bobbed hair stood with her arms crossed, a clipboard wedged against her hip, clearly displeased.
Bahil clicked his tongue and flashed a grin.
“It’s nothing, Vice-Chancellor.”
“……I could have sworn I heard you tsking just now, but let’s move past that. The ceremony begins shortly. Please return to your seats.”
Bahil headed back into the Grand Hall, and Byeol-Ya drifted in after him with a lighthearted laugh, mixing among the other students.
Jane was turning to leave when—
“Professor Jane! We made it back safely!”
Simon greeted her with a bright smile. Jane glanced back over her shoulder and gave a small nod.
“Yes, fortunately you’ve returned without incident.”
Dick watched her departing silhouette in silence, then murmured quietly.
“Professor Jane really doesn’t change much—like stone carved in wood. I thought she’d soften up once she got closer to us.”
“Really?”
Simon laughed.
“To me, it looked like she was genuinely delighted to see us.”
“……That was?”
“Simon~”
A voice called his name from behind. Simon turned around.
“Oh, Kamibarez!”
Kamibarez, dressed in her school uniform for the first time in ages, came scurrying toward him. The bat wings on her back fluttered excitedly with joy.
“Hey! What? What did Professor Jane say?”
Following behind her came Merin, whose sky-blue hair shimmered like a flowing stream.
“Just that she was glad we made it back safely.”
“Professor Jane said that? That’s surprising.”
Kamibarez drew closer with a bright grin.
“A new chapter begins! Let’s all give it our best!”
She clenched both fists and pumped them excitedly.
Everyone’s expression softened. There was something comforting and healing about her presence.
“That’s right! If we survive this 4th BMAT, maybe we’ll make it to the 5th…!”
“Still alive, you trash.”
Dick’s gaze shifted.
Hector, his bulky frame casual with hands in his pockets, let out a contemptuous laugh.
“A pity.”
His notorious faction clustered around him, snickering.
When Hector’s eyes moved to Simon, they flickered with sudden seriousness before he turned away with a curt gesture.
His followers surged after him.
“Hector! Tell us about that 3-on-1 fight with Priest in the Neutral Zone!”
“Wasn’t it 5-on-1?”
As Hector’s rowdy group departed, Merin let out a heavy sigh.
“When will they ever grow up.”
Dick chuckled and added his own comment.
“I figure they just need some attention, so I don’t get too worked up about them anymore.”
Kamibarez gave all three of them a gentle push from behind.
“Come on, let’s get inside!”

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The moment Simon’s group stepped into the Grand Hall, they froze in astonishment.
“What… what is all this?”
An extraordinary sight lay before them. The Grand Hall’s rows of linear seating had vanished entirely, replaced by round tables.
And in the center, an extravagant buffet of every imaginable dish was laid out in a long spread.
Chefs bustled about, keeping the freshly prepared warm dishes stocked, while musicians on the platform ahead played classical music.
“Is… is this a group banquet?”
“……Unreal.”
The students were thrilled. Simon’s group quickly claimed one of the front round tables before the others could arrive.
They draped their school uniform jackets over the chairs to mark their spot, then headed for the food.
‘There are so many dishes I’ve never seen before.’
Simon’s eyes darted everywhere. Growing up in the mountains, he’d never quite gotten used to feasts like this. He filled his plate with familiar-looking dishes and returned to the table.
The other three had already come back and were chattering away.
Each of their plates reflected their personality. Dick had loaded his with carbohydrates and fish dishes, Merin favored salads and pasta, while Kamibarez preferred meat.
“Would you care for a glass of wine?”
Tall, slender waiters approached and asked. Dick startled at the question.
“Wait, we can drink alcohol? We’re still on school grounds?”
“For this occasion, Neftis has given special permission.”
“Wow!”
It was obvious at a glance that Kizen had spared no expense preparing for this group dinner.
“Still, the fact that they’d go to such trouble suggests they feel a bit guilty about the strain of sending students out to the Neutral Zone, doesn’t it?”
Merin seemed to enjoy the occasion, tossing her hair back as she sipped the wine with elegant grace. Though she could be casual when spending time with them, moments like this revealed the refined bearing of a noblewoman of high station.
“Mm!”
Her eyes widened as soon as she’d taken a taste.
“This isn’t cheap wine! This is expensive stuff!”
Simon took a sip himself and nodded contentedly. Kamibarez seemed hesitant about alcohol and was sipping orange juice instead.
“Um, I’ll clear away the plates for you.”
At that moment, a woman in a maid’s outfit appeared with timid steps, pulling a cart and placing empty dishes onto it.
Merin popped one last mushroom dish into her mouth and held out her empty plate.
“If you could just… oh!”
She gasped and pointed at the maid with her finger.
“Senior Teaching Assistant! What are you doing here?”
The woman in the maid outfit was none other than Jane’s Senior Teaching Assistant.
With a face flushed bright red, she raised a finger and hissed, “Shhh!”
“It’s so embarrassing, please be quiet about it!”
When Simon, Dick, and even Kamibarez turned to look, she wore an expression as if she might cry.
“Wouldn’t it be more human to just pretend you didn’t see this?”
“Pfft.”
Merin covered her mouth with a hand as a quiet laugh escaped, making the Senior Teaching Assistant’s face burn even redder.
‘…This is too awkward.’
Simon tactfully stood to place his empty plate on the cart, but she pushed him back down in his seat, insisting he stay.
“Why… why is the teaching assistant here?”
Kamibarez asked with wide eyes.
“…Well, you do what you must to make a living.”
“?”
The assistant shook her head slowly.
“You all are in the prime of youth and vigor, so you probably don’t understand, but these small disappointments pile up, one after another, until you become an adult.”
“….”
As the mood suddenly turned somber, the assistant quickly added, “Oh, well, it’s not that big a deal. There was a staffing shortage, so we got a request for volunteers. Five positions opened, and us assistants had a rock-paper-scissors tournament, and well… this is how it turned out.”
Small tears had formed at the corners of her eyes as she spoke.
“After all these years, and now I’m a maid…”
“H-hang in there.”
Kamibarez offered quiet encouragement.
“Teaching Assistant.”
Dick cut in abruptly. She looked at him with a whining expression, knowing his nature well.
“Don’t tease me or I’ll actually cry.”
“No, no, that’s not it… it’s just that you’re better off than that guy.”
Dick gestured to the side.
At the adjacent table, Bred, a Combat Magic assistant, was clearing dishes while wearing a maid outfit.
His bulging muscles were threatening to rip straight through the seams of the dress, and the hair visible beneath the wide skirt was in real-time destroying the students’ appetites.
“Mm.”
The Senior Teaching Assistant let out a hollow laugh.
“That actually does help a little.”
“Hang in there!”
And so the dinner party atmosphere gradually warmed and deepened.
But when anyone finds themselves in undeserved happiness that lingers, they inevitably grow suspicious of it.
“Ugh, this makes me nervous!!”
Dick slammed his palm on the round table as he spoke.
“Why is Kizen treating us like this? What kind of scheme are they cooking up by feeding us so well?”
“What if it’s something like this?”
Simon picked up the thread, sipping his wine.
“Well, I hope you all enjoyed yourselves. Now we’ll begin the 4th BMAT.”
At those words, Merin and Kamibarez both let out shrieks of protest.
“No! Don’t jinx us like that!”

“If it’s Kizen, I’m genuinely afraid they’d do something like that.”
In truth, Simon wasn’t alone—most of the other students were murmuring similar anxieties at that very moment.
Then it happened.
Pop.
Pop-pop.
The lights in the Grand Hall dimmed. The stage lights concentrated on the podium, and the musicians withdrew.
Broadcast attendants moved quickly, setting up a standing amplification crystal.
Thud. Thud.
Every eye turned toward the sound of footsteps.
Simon’s eyes widened.
Aaron appeared—not in his usual rumpled clothes, but in a formal suit.
“…….”
A wave of tension swept through the students, and the room fell into the kind of silence where you could hear a pin drop.
Aaron approached with an expressionless face, checked the amplification crystal, and then surveyed the students.
“Now then.”
Aaron let out a quiet laugh as he looked at the students’ tense expressions.
“Don’t panic—it’s not what you’re thinking.”
Sigh, sigh, sigh—
Sighs of relief rippled through the hall.
“First, you’ll fill out some paperwork.”
The moment Aaron finished speaking, the attendants moved with practiced efficiency, distributing forms and quill pens to the students.
‘W-what’s going on all of a sudden?’
Simon unfolded the form and scanned the fields.
Name:
Gender:
Major:
Minor:
Black Magic proficiencies and skill level:
Medical conditions:
Trauma history:
“Medical conditions and trauma history? Why are we suddenly writing all this?”
Merin crossed her arms, looking puzzled. Kamibarez spoke quietly as well.
“This seems a bit… suspicious, doesn’t it? Ha ha…”
“I’m not sure if we’re supposed to be honest about this.”
A boy was already scheming about how to game the system when Aaron cut him off.
“Don’t try any tricks. Write it truthfully, as it is. This is for your own benefit, too.”
Then a hand shot up. Simon didn’t even need to look—the posture and the bracelet around the wrist told him who it was.
“It’s Jamie Victoria, sir! We’re only 1st Years, so we don’t have a major yet!”
“In the major field, write the subject you’re most confident in.”
Aaron said.
“And you don’t necessarily have to write your group project subject. There are plenty of cases where someone chose a different subject because of their group composition, not their actual strength. Write down the subject you’re best at.”
At those words, Simon watched Merin—who had written “Curse Magic” in the major field—strike through it with her quill pen and write “Dark Reversal Magic” instead.
Another student raised his hand.
“Will this be shared with other students?”
“Only Kizen personnel will have access to it. Don’t worry about that—just fill it out.”
The bustle of the Grand Hall quieted into the soft sound of scratching pens.
Simon, who had confidently written “Summoning Magic” as his major, was now deliberating over the minor field.
‘The minor should be the subject I’m second-best at, right?’
Simon naturally thought of Curse Magic, Combat Magic, and Blood Magic—but if he had to pick what he was most confident and practiced in, it was Combat Magic.
Since Aaron had said this wasn’t permanent, Simon wrote down Combat Magic.
‘Somehow, I can picture Professor Bahil’s angry face… but it should be fine.’
After all the 1st Year students had finished their paperwork, Aaron stepped back to the front of the podium.
“First, let me explain the important announcements. And be sure to pay attention—there will be some changes starting with this 4th BMAT.”
When he heard this, the boy who’d spoken earlier pointed at himself excitedly.
“See? See? I told you, didn’t I? I was right, wasn’t I? I said there’d be changes!”
“Yeah, we get it. Shut up.”
Merin’s face flushed red as she glanced nervously at those around her. He really was an embarrassment of a group member.
Simon turned his attention back to the podium, focusing on Aaron.
Aaron picked up the amplification crystal and moved to the far edge of the stage.
“First of all.”
Aaron unfolded a new document.
“I’ll introduce you to the Necromancer who will oversee this 4th BMAT.”
Simon’s eyes widened.
‘So there’s a separate Necromancer running the exam, not just the Kizen headquarters?’
Something had clearly changed.

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