Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner - Chapter 308

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Summoning Genius of Necromancer School — Episode 308
The practical assessment began at once.
Students streamed in and started selecting Rune Fragments and Staffs.
“I’ve never taken a class this fascinating!”
Merin’s cheeks flushed as she ran her fingers over a Rune Fragment, speaking with wonder. Simon nodded in agreement.
The Magiste System.
When you held a Rune Fragment against the Magic Circle placed in front of each student’s desk and reinforced it with the appropriate formula, the Magic Circles below interlocked and functioned, adjusting themselves to maximum capacity.
A proper Summoning Magic Circle was far more complex in construction by comparison, but the Magiste System was designed for the purpose of testing and developing summoned creatures.
Its goal was to easily swap out Rune Languages and formulas, experimenting with the optimal Summoning Magic Circle.
“Simon! Simon! Look at this!”
Kamibarez held up a Rune Fragment, beaming.
“The Rune of Blood Strength! That’s what third-years learn! We can actually use such difficult Rune Languages!”
“Really? That’s interesting.”
Simon took his time selecting Rune Fragments as well.
But there was a problem.
“Give it here!”
“I saw it first!”
The students crowding around made the competition fierce.
Before Simon could decide, the Rune Fragments disappeared rapidly. Students like Dick were hoarding multiple pieces in their hands to examine them.
“Now, now. Don’t fight!”
The Summoning Magic Teaching Assistant approached and spoke.
“We have plenty of Rune Fragments. Any students who can’t find what they’re looking for should come to the Research Lab next door.”
Simon and the other students moved to the adjacent Research Lab.
“Wow!”
Rune Fragments were displayed in abundance on the shelves, and below them were detailed explanations of each Rune and example formulas.
Merin gasped in rapture.
“What is this? Why are they doing all this for us?”
It was natural for Merin to be this excited.
In truth, learning a single Dark Magic spell took considerable time. You had to understand the Magic Circle, grasp its flow, memorize the patterns in your mind, and repeatedly condition yourself to the Dark Element.
But here, you could simply swap out Rune Fragments and reproduce the effect.
Merin greedily gathered the Rune Fragments that caught her fancy.
‘Hmm.’
Simon didn’t rush to grab any Rune Fragments. Instead, he took his time and leisurely walked around the display, observing.
[Rune of Piercing]: The essential medium for Piercing Arrow.
‘I want to get a feel for it first. Maybe I’ll start with this one.’
Simon picked up one Rune Fragment and returned to the Lecture Hall. The Teaching Assistants were shouting instructions.
“Now, anyone handling equipment for the first time — don’t go it alone and cause an accident! Call an assistant and get an explanation first!”
Even so, there were always people with impatient natures who discarded the instruction manual the moment they received something new and just started experimenting.
The assistant added something then.
“And if you break anything, you’ll have to pay fifty thousand gold!”
A few students froze, stung by the warning. One student let out an awkward laugh.
“Come on, fifty thousand gold just to break one of these…?”
“The Magiste System is all interconnected as a whole. If one piece breaks, everything breaks.”
Several students sheepishly raised their hands. Simon raised his hand too, signaling for the assistant.
“The Rune of Piercing? You’ve decided on that?”
“Yes!”
“All right, watch carefully.”
She inserted the Rune Fragment into the center slot of the Magic Circle. The fragment seemed to meld into place, and the formulas and circuits began to synchronize with it.
“Draw just the essential formulas and circuits in Dark Element, and the heavy strokes. The system will fill in the rest of the fine details for you.”
She sketched out the formula roughly, then pressed the completion button below the Magic Circle. The panel activated, performed its calculations, and rapidly stacked the formulas to complete the Magic Circle.
Beep! Beep!
The Magic Circle suddenly flashed red and malfunctioned. Simon looked at the assistant in alarm.
“What went wrong?”
“Oh! In this case, it’s just a capacity exceeded error.”
“Capacity exceeded?”
“Yes.”
The assistant raised her index finger sharply and explained.
“This Skeleton Mage has exceeded its limits for the Dark Magic it can use. The spell is either too heavy, too powerful, or an advanced Dark Magic that’s simply too complex.”
“I see.”
Indeed, Simon thought, if a Skeleton Mage — an Undead — could freely cast even the highest-tier Dark Magic, then there would be no Black Magic Studies specialists in this era.
“Make it a bit lighter this time.”
The Teaching Assistant adjusted the projectile count from five down to one.
Simon caught the change too late and let out a hollow laugh. Of course it wouldn’t work—firing five bolts at once with Dark Magic was asking for the impossible.
“Actually, I was deliberately showing you the error.”
The Teaching Assistant smiled as she spoke.
With the count reduced to one, the Magic Circle felt unbelievably simplified. It shimmered blue for a moment before returning to its original color.
“That’s the setup complete! Give it a try.”
“Got it.”
Simon placed his palm directly on the Magic Circle and commanded the Skeleton Mage through his will. The mage’s staff shifted, pointing toward the Barrier.
‘Fire!’
As Simon’s order took effect, tiny spheres erupted from the Magic Circle at the staff’s tip, converging into a single point before shooting forward. The projectile struck the Barrier with a sharp crack.
Simon exhaled in frustration.
Checking the Barrier’s gauge, it showed sixty percent damage. The Magic Circle immediately began regenerating, restoring itself to one hundred percent.
“So close!”
The Teaching Assistant clapped her hands together as she spoke.
“Now you see? That’s roughly how it works. To break through the Barrier, try adjusting your formula or circuit configuration for greater efficiency. Or swap out the staff. Otherwise, you could change the Rune Fragment and have the Skeleton use a different Dark Magic spell instead.”
“Yes, I understand perfectly. Thank you so much!”
Simon found himself genuinely intrigued by the lesson.
Throughout the Lecture Hall, Dark Magic erupted in bursts—boom, boom—striking the Barrier in rapid succession.
“Wait, this doesn’t work either?”
“I lowered my Spec as much as I could.”
Yet most of the students’ Magic Circles turned red, receiving a “Capacity Exceeded” judgment.
They were all too ambitious, configuring their setups around the spells they wanted to see rather than those the Skeleton Mage could realistically cast.
“I understand your enthusiasm, but this is a Practical Assessment—not a game.”
Aaron glanced at his Wristwatch as he spoke.
“You have exactly half the class period left. Keep your Specs realistic.”
The students snapped back to attention and rushed to swap out their Rune Fragments. Now they were selecting Runes for Dark Magic they felt confident with, or choosing simpler options.
“Ugh, this is tough.”
Dick was attempting to prepare three casts of a high-tier Dark Magic spell—Atomic Blast, no less.
“…Focus, Dick.”
“Just one more try!”

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“Jamie Victoria passes! Magic used: Scratch.”
Fifteen minutes before the bell, more students were succeeding by the minute. The Teaching Assistants were writing the names and spells of successful students on the blackboard.
“Pierre Burkley passes! Magic used: Impaler.”
“Catherine Terrell passes! Magic used: Chain Lightning.”
With ten minutes remaining, Merin pursed her lips, her expression serious as she raised her hand. The Skeleton Mage’s staff moved into position.
“Please.”
An ice spike shot forward and struck the Barrier dead-on. It shattered with a sharp crack, fragmenting into countless pieces.
“Merin passes! Magic used: Ice Pike.”
“Made it!”
Merin threw both arms up in celebration.
“…Could you keep it down?”
Sindy Vivache, seated behind her, said this while preparing her own magic. Merin wondered what she was planning and watched.
“Wait, Black Arrow?”
A single Black Arrow—one of the most fundamental Dark Magic spells—flew toward the Barrier.
It was enormous and rotated like a drill, grinding away at the Barrier bit by bit until it shattered completely.
“Sindy Vivache passes! Magic used: Black Arrow.”
Sindy straightened her posture with a composed expression, watching as the Teaching Assistant wrote her name on the blackboard.
Merin let out a dry laugh.
“…You’re kind of a freak, you know that?”
“Thanks for the compliment.”
Current pass rate: sixty percent.
Students were frantically attacking the Barrier in a final push.
‘But…’
Merin’s head turned.
‘Why hasn’t that Summoning Genius passed yet?’
Both she and Kamibarez had succeeded, so why was Simon taking so long?
Merin crossed her arms and casually wandered over toward Simon.
“Hey, if you get stuck on anything, just—”
Merin’s eyes widened as she examined the Magic Circle.
“What?! What are you doing?!”
Several students turned at Merin’s cry, their brows furrowing.
She flushed and sent an apologetic glance before turning back to Simon.
“You’re actually understanding the assignment correctly, right? The Rune of Transmission?”
This was just a rune used in communication magic. No matter how she thought about it, it seemed to have nothing to do with breaking through a Barrier.
……
But something was off about Simon’s state. He didn’t seem to hear Merin’s voice at all.
Muttering strange things, he was completely absorbed in the Magic Circle, his pupils vacant as though his mind had drifted elsewhere. Drool pooled at the corner of his mouth.
‘Extraordinary concentration.’
Merin, a chill running down her spine, wrapped her arms around herself.
‘But is he really focused on the right thing? Is the Rune of Transmission actually viable?’
She acknowledged his concentration was impressive, but this time she worried his mad focus was pointed in the wrong direction.
Boom!
With the explosive sound, everyone’s attention snapped toward it.
“Well, well—Hector Moore has succeeded. Dragon Breath.”
The Barrier lay in complete ruins. Aaron approached and examined his Magic Circle closely.
‘As expected.’
The family’s unique Black Magic, channeled through the Skeleton Mage.
Of course, it wasn’t true Dragon Breath.
Hector had adjusted the specifications and shaved away the runes and formulas to mimic Dragon Breath. The fact that he had recreated his family’s unique Black Magic to a certain degree through Undead put him in a different class entirely from the other students.
‘Not my preferred choice of words, but the family name still carries its weight.’
Hector exhaled lightly and glanced at the blackboard.
?
He noticed Simon’s name wasn’t on it, and looked over at him. He was still concentrating, manipulating something.
Aaron spoke.
“Three minutes left.”
The students attempted their final Black Magic spells. The Teaching Assistants busily wrote the names of successful students on the blackboard.
“Simon……!”
Merin was biting her lip anxiously.
“One minute left.”
The gazes of not a few students, including Merin and Hector, were fixed on Simon.
And with good reason—A-Class’s Summoning Magic ace still hadn’t passed the Practical Assessment.
“Twenty seconds.”
It was over. Most students had made their final attempts and dropped their hands, accepting the result.
Simon alone kept his hands on the Magic Circle.
Then.
The Staff of Simon’s Skeleton Mage moved.
“He cast magic!”
“Huh? But there’s no change.”
As everyone watched Simon’s Skeleton,
Crack!
The change appeared elsewhere.
Crack! Slash! Slash!
Throughout the entire Lecture Hall, the Staffs of the Skeleton Mages whose masters had removed their hands all moved in perfect synchrony.
“Oh!”
And every Staff was aimed directly at Simon’s Barrier.
The Staffs ignited with fire.
Boom!
Crack! Crack! Crack!
Dozens of spells erupted simultaneously at Simon’s Barrier from all directions, a cacophony of different explosions converging upon it.
Students cried out in alarm, crouching or bowing their heads.
And then.
—Dinggg!
The bell marking the end of class rang.
When everyone looked up, Simon’s Magic Circle was utterly destroyed, not a trace remaining.
“Did you just… control my Skeleton Mage?”
“My Chain Lightning—!”
Simon opened his eyes and let out a breath of relief. The Teaching Assistant trembled slightly at her shoulders before speaking.
“S-Simon, you’ve done it. Impaler, Dragon Breath, Scratch, Chain Lightning… roughly thirty spells in all.”
Aaron let out a hollow laugh at those words.
‘The man’s completely mad.’
Half the blackboard was soon filled with Simon’s name and the list of spells he’d cast.
“Hey, hey! What did you even do?”
Merin approached and asked.
“Hive Magic.”
Simon spoke between ragged breaths.
“I recreated Professor Aaron’s spell.”

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