Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner - Chapter 303

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The Summoning Genius of Necromancer School – Episode 303
“First, I’ll introduce the Necromancer who will oversee this 4th BMAT.”
Aaron flipped through the script in his hand, and his expression stiffened slightly upon reading the next passage, but he continued speaking without showing it outwardly.
“The hottest Necromancer of this era. A brilliant administrator born to the Kingdom of Langoustin, selected by Burnetsea as ‘This Week’s Most Influential Man,’ ‘The Necromancer I wish would wrap his arm around my waist,’ and furthermore.”
Aaron’s voice, which had been flowing smoothly until then, turned earnest.
“One of the 10 Continental Mysteries.”
Blare! Blare! Blare! Blare!
A group of people dressed in flamboyant clown costumes emerged onto the stage, blowing trumpets and playing various instruments.
The entire Grand Hall suddenly took on a festive atmosphere.
Keeping time with the upbeat music that made shoulders bounce, the troupe members began singing and dancing. Especially when two clowns performed tumbling acrobatics in midair, the students cheered and applauded.
Boom! Boom!
Suddenly the lights flared brilliantly, and a spectacular fireworks display unfolded from the ceiling.
While everyone’s attention was drawn to the show above, someone was walking toward the center of the stage.
“I present to you.”
Aaron announced.
“The ‘Card Necromancer,’ Endolas Bodville.”
Countless cards cascaded from the sky with a rustling sound, scattering to form the shapes of various animals. Finally, the cards created a doorway on the stage, and through it stepped Endolas.
His entire face was painted white, and his eyes were ringed with green. He wore a hat with an extraordinarily wide brim, from which a wild, kinky shock of hair protruded, creating a ridiculous impression.
As the music stopped and the man raised both arms, thunderous applause burst forth.
“Delighted to meet you, dear Kizen students! I am Endolas Bodville!”
He grasped the brim of his hat with his thumb and forefinger, tipping it in greeting. Every gesture radiated considerable showmanship.
“It really is Endolas!”
Dick shrieked with excitement.
Naturally, Simon had never heard of him before. But Dick, and also Merin and Kamibarez, who were usually more composed, were now staring ahead with expressions of astonishment.
“W-who is that?”
Simon asked cautiously. Dick snickered and tapped Simon’s arm.
“You’re really someone worth explaining things to.”
“…Shut up.”
Simon’s face reddened with embarrassment as he retorted. Dick spoke again.
“You know about the 10 Continental Mysteries, right?”
“I know the concept, but I don’t know what all ten of them are.”
“That’s good enough. Among those 10 mysteries, there are 2 that are human-related, and that person is one of them.”
Simon blinked.
“Then who’s the other one?”
Dick grinned and answered.
“The Witch of Death!”
Endolas Bodville, having received an Amplification Crystal from an attendant, began his speech.
“Thank you for your welcome! I too am honored to meet the continent’s finest elite who will lead the future of the Dark Alliance! And above all!”
He pointed at his chest with his thumb.
“I’m delighted to announce that I, Endolas Bodville, will be overseeing this ‘4th BMAT’!”
Woooooooooooooo!
The students responded with loud cheers.
As Endolas opened his palm, cards materialized from it and shot simultaneously into the air, weaving a spell.
“My ability is to create special ‘rooms’ with these cards.”
Light rippled from the cards, creating various scenes on the ceiling.
A castle with legs that could move, a labyrinth swarming with serpents, a dragon’s lair spewing flames, and even a chamber piled high with mountains of gold.
“Exactly as I imagine! Exactly as I conceive it! I can recreate any adventure whatsoever! You will enter the worlds within these cards and choose your desired adventure to experience!”
Choose your desired adventure?
What in the world was he talking about?
“A brief clarification, if I may.”
Aaron gave a signal, and attendants activated a Mana Projector, unfolding a large screen in the center.
“The testing grounds for the 4th BMAT are Kizen’s 1st Year Campus Grounds and all of Rocksum. Endolas personally hid two thousand cards throughout the island.”
The map of Rocksum displayed the locations of the two thousand cards as examples.
“Should you happen to find a card, you may enter the ‘room’ it creates and take your exam.”
On the central screen, an attendant who had entered the Library at Rocksum stepped on a card and was sucked inside.
The screen changed. The attendant had now been dropped somewhere in a forest. Monsters were rushing toward him.
“Upon entering the room, the exam’s clear condition will appear. In this case, it’s defeating thirty Cobolds within twenty minutes. A student who successfully passes the exam in this way will claim the corresponding card.”
Aaron turned to the next page of the documents he was holding and continued.
“The basic condition for passing the exam is obtaining six cards or more. Five or fewer will be treated as failure and result in expulsion. This exam will also result in at least fifty expulsions, so be careful.”
Simon, listening to the explanation, began to nod with sparkling eyes. This 4th BMAT was a Card Competition.
“Now, now! Let me, Endolas, the game’s host, explain once more!”
Endolas stepped forward and swept his hand through the air. The display shifted, revealing cards in a spectrum of colors.
“Each card has a different color. Please refer to the rulebook I created myself — I’d be most grateful!”
The fiery display overhead ceased, and books rained down like a downpour, drifting into the hands of each student.
Simon reached up and caught one of them.
Endolas’ Game Rulebook.
Simon unfolded the flat, rectangular booklet. It was less a book than a single sheet of paper folded many times over.
As he spread it wide, a map of Rocksum emerged alongside intricate game instructions.
Merin smiled as she read through the details.
“I thought it’d be complicated, but this looks pretty fun!”
First, the cards came in seven colors.
Red – Curse Magic
Orange – Dark Reversal Magic
Yellow – Summoning Magic
Green – Necromancy
Blue – Blood Magic
Indigo – Poison Magic
Purple – Combat Magic
Each color corresponded to a specific subject.
For instance, drawing a red card increased the likelihood of facing a Curse Magic–related challenge.
Moreover, different card colors appeared more frequently in different sections of Rocksum.
Green cards were common in forests, for example, while orange cards dominated the Kizen Campus Grounds.
These details were something the students would have to discover themselves as they played.
“Wow! This is seriously going to be amazing!”
Dick shouted as he looked over the rulebook.
“There’s a siege warfare theme! Thirty players split into assault and defense teams!”
“Look here, look here! The fairy racing theme looks fun too!”
‘Hmm.’
Simon was studying the “Skeleton Assembly Duel with the Undertaker” theme. He genuinely wanted to attempt that one.
“Ugh, you fools! Look at the back pages instead!”
Merin interjected.
“There are card combinations too!”
“Really?”
Basically, a single card was worth one point. But if you collected all seven cards of a single color, you gained an additional three points.
‘Right.’
Dick’s expression grew thoughtful.
“So you can’t just collect cards haphazardly — you need to plan your strategy carefully.”
Simon, too, was studying the card combination section of the rulebook.
‘Never mind the others — let me look at the one at the top.’
The point value of card combinations increased as you moved upward.
Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, purple.
Collect all seven cards. Points multiplied by two.
Fourteen points.
And above that, if you added a “Golden Card” to the complete seven-card set, making eight total, the score multiplied by three.
A whopping twenty-four points!
Completing this combination guaranteed a Top 10 ranking.
However, the rulebook contained no special explanation of the Golden Card — only that it could be obtained during gameplay.
Of course, even without finding the Golden Card, fourteen points was respectable.
‘Perfect.’
Simon made his decision.
‘The competition will be fierce, but I should naturally aim for the ultimate combination and prepare accordingly.’
“Now, attention!”
At Aaron’s voice, the students engrossed in the rulebook looked up.
“I’ll give you plenty of time to devise your strategies, but for now, fold up your rulebooks and place them on your laps.”
The students let out disappointed groans. Aaron’s eyes gleamed.
“Place them on your laps.”
There was no second protest. The students complied, laying their rulebooks across their knees.
“Hmm, Kizen is rather heavy-handed, isn’t it.”
Endolas’s expression turned sour.
“My students are so thoroughly engaged with my game!”
“My apologies. I need to finish the announcement.”
Aaron bowed his head in sincere contrition before addressing the students once more.
“Endolas’ game will become intuitive after you play it once. But there’s another crucial announcement.”
Aaron surveyed the room before continuing.
“As you’ve likely heard, there’s been considerable controversy surrounding the BMAT. The entire second semester curriculum has centered on BMAT preparation, leaving course material and practical assessments backed up. Of course, if your practical assessment scores fall short, you won’t advance to second year.”
The mention of advancement to second year sent a ripple of tension across every face.
“That’s why Kizen has decided to implement a new approach. So-called.”
Aaron’s lips parted.
“After-School BMAT.”
After-School BMAT.
Since this was an entirely novel concept, all the students leaned forward, hanging on Aaron’s every word.
“The 4th BMAT was originally planned to take place over two nights and three days in Rocksum under Endolas’ direction, structured as an intense card competition.”
‘…Two nights and three days straight?’
The students’ faces paled at the thought. Some, like Kamibarez, let out sighs of relief.
Endolas, the organizer himself, stood with arms crossed and head turned away, his expression heavy with disappointment.
“Kizen’s become far too soft! Tch, tch. Scaling down the game like this…!”
Though Endolas grumbled his displeasure, the proposal had already been approved by Neftis, leaving no room for change.
Aaron pressed on with his explanation.
“As I mentioned, the entire second semester has tilted too heavily toward BMAT. To ease your burden and allow you to focus on your coursework, the school will conduct BMAT sessions twice weekly for only four hours after classes.”
Simon nodded in acknowledgment. Presented this way, the load did feel considerably lighter.
“But here’s the thing.”
Dick, meanwhile, propped his chin in his hand, his expression clearly skeptical.
“Doesn’t this just mean we’re sacrificing our free time for BMAT? That’s a bit…”
“I’m sure some of you will feel dissatisfied with this arrangement.”
At Aaron’s remark, Dick’s mouth snapped shut, looking sheepish.
“That’s why we’re here to lift one major burden from your shoulders.”
Aaron picked up a new document and read from it.
“The 2nd Year Advancement Exam will be replaced by the 5th BMAT.”
“Whoa!”
Cheers of joy erupted from scattered corners of the hall.
The 2nd Year Advancement Exam had a notorious reputation. Eliminating it was naturally welcomed with open arms.
“Of course, the 5th BMAT’s difficulty will rise proportionally. As an aside, Kizen headquarters ran a simulation based on your current proficiency level at the time of the 3rd BMAT, and if all 797 current students were to take the 5th BMAT,”
Aaron lowered the document and spoke to the students with cold clarity.
“We predict a minimum of 500 will fall short of the standard and be eliminated.”
A low murmur of dread rippled through the crowd.
The students’ faces drained of color.
“Therefore, Kizen headquarters’ directive is as follows: during this 4th BMAT season and practical assessment period, you must achieve at least a 1.5-fold increase in ability. The faculty has accepted this. In other words, the meal you just consumed—”
A dark smile played at the corners of Aaron’s lips.
“Consider it your last supper. Things will only grow harder from here.”
“…….”
A heavy silence settled over the Grand Hall.
“This is an insult I can bear no longer!”
Endolas, the Necromancer of cards, raised his voice.
“We stand on the eve of the 4th BMAT, yet you speak already of the 5th! Grant my students the peace of mind to focus wholly on my game, Professor Aaron!”
Endolas, too, clearly had much pent up inside.
“There’s real friction between Endolas and the faculty,” Dick whispered.
Dick murmured this quietly to Simon.
“Endolas takes tremendous pride in his ‘game,’ while the faculty want their students focused on their courses. You know how it is.”
“Right.”
Simon nodded, understanding the explanation.
Aaron, by way of apology, accepted the rebuke with a respectful bow.
“That concludes the faculty’s announcement. Feel free to speak freely about anything you wish from this point forward.”
“Ahem!”
Only then did Endolas step forward with a satisfied smile.

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