Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner - Chapter 310

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The Summoning Genius of Necromancer School – Episode 310
The path to the Mutation Club Room, walking alongside Toto.
From Simon’s perspective, Toto was a good friend he could always talk to without burden.
They were both aspiring to the same major, and Summoning Magic gave them a solid common ground and plenty to discuss.
“I think the last Practical Assessment in Summoning Magic is way too hard!”
Toto, walking beside him, spoke with a deeply anxious expression.
“I can barely create a single Skeleton Mage that conjures a tiny flame, but they keep saying ‘original work, original work!’ Like I won’t get points unless it’s something brand new. It makes me so worried!”
As Toto poured out his concerns about the difficulty of the assessment, he subtly turned his head to gauge Simon’s reaction.
“Yeah, that’s not how it should be, right?”
Simon answered with a gentle smile.
“I think the same way.”
“Right, right!”
Toto laughed with relief, pleased that his thoughts had been validated.
“So on that note, Simon! What are you planning to create?”
Simon chuckled and replied.
“A Lich.”
Crash-bang-bang-bang!
Toto, who had been walking smoothly, tumbled noisily across the ground, rolling once in a complete circle.
“Have you lost your mind?!!”
Toto’s head snapped up, a strangled squeak escaping his lips.
Two female students passing by heard the sound and covered their mouths, giggling softly.
Toto’s face flushed crimson like a tomato as he glanced frantically around before speaking in a hushed voice.
“A-a-are you serious? I already thought the Overlord and Deimos were pretty far from normal, but this is just……!”
Simon pulled out a book that Aaron had given him from his Subspace.
“I brought a book on it. I’m planning to work on it steadily until I advance to second year. The bigger the dream, the better, right?”
“……I think dreams should be big, but within reason.”
Toto got to his feet and brushed off his school uniform pants, then looked at the book in Simon’s hands.
“Lich and Lifevsel? Where did you get a book like that?”
“Professor Aaron lent it to me. He said if I could even construct the basics of a Lich, he’d take a look.”
Toto’s eyes sparkled at those words, then shifted to an expression filled with admiration and envy.
“……I-I really want to set foot in Professor Aaron’s lab myself.”
Simon spoke to him in a warm voice.
“Why don’t you go visit? Professor Aaron might wear an expression like he finds everything tedious, but he actually likes students who are eager to learn.”
“……That’s only because you’re Special Exception 1st and the Summoning Ace. If I go, I’d probably-”
Simon tapped Toto sharply on the back.
“Come on! Have some courage!”
“Oof!”
Despite it being just a light tap on the back, Toto’s small frame lurched forward several times before he stumbled ahead.
“If you really can’t go alone, I’ll bring you with me next time I visit Professor Aaron’s lab.”
“Re-really?!”
Toto’s eyes grew moist with emotion as he gazed at Simon.
“You really are my role model, Simon! You’ve got great skills, and now looks and character too—the full package……!”
“……I’m begging you, don’t say that kind of thing between friends. I’m embarrassed.”
The two had arrived at the Mutation Club Room before they knew it. However long it had been since his last visit, Simon always felt the same thing—the exterior was remarkably shabby.
A slip of paper was affixed to the door, fluttering as if it might fall off any moment, with “Mutation” scrawled across it in crooked letters.
Simon pressed the paper lightly back in place as he spoke.
“I’ll knock.”
Toto was busy checking his hair in the window nearby, examining his reflection earnestly. Having finally completed his grooming, Toto gave a satisfied nod.
Knock-knock.
“Simon Polentia here! I’ve brought Toto along as well. We’re coming in.”
The two opened the door and entered the club room. The moment they stepped inside, a booming laugh rang out—ha ha ha!
“You’ve arrived! My friends!”
This female student, flashing her teeth with a refreshing smile, was Benya Vanilla, the club president.
She had pinned a map of the continent on a portable blackboard and was enthusiastically explaining something, while a male student seated on the sofa listened to her exposition.
‘It’s been forever since I’ve seen him.’
A male student wearing glasses that gave off a scholarly air, with a reserved and stiff impression.
On his lap lay two books: “Why Do Men Even Have Nipples?” and “How to Smile While Explaining Things to the World’s Idiots.”
Simon greeted him warmly.
“Hey there, Fitzgerald.”
Fitzgerald, the bespectacled man of M-Class. Simon’s face had nearly blanked on who he was, but Fitzgerald had joined the club at the same time as Toto.
“Oh.”
Fitzgerald adjusted his glasses and looked at Simon.
“I nearly forgot your face.”
“……That’s what I mean. I thought you’d stopped coming to the club.”
“I attend two or three times a week.”
It seemed they’d simply been missing each other. Fitzgerald set his book beside the sofa and turned his head.
“Then please continue your explanation, President.”
“Right! Your enthusiasm knows no bounds, Glasses!”
I wondered what the two of them were up to, but they were absorbed in discussing that strange “world conquest” again.
Looking at the map, their conquest target this time was Shahir, one of the Four Great Kingdoms.
“You see, the northern region of Shahir can’t accomplish anything when heavy snowfall comes down!”
She tapped the board where the map was attached, emphasizing her point.
“So we create undead to pull sleds and conquer Shahir!”
“Who would pull them?”
“Of course, we turn the reindeer there into undead! Wouldn’t they have natural resistance to the cold?”
“To expect cold resistance, wouldn’t a ghoul form that preserves fur be more advantageous?”
It was basically pointless banter like this.
Since it seemed like talking with Benya would take some time, I decided to wait while maintaining the Overlord.
Simon set his book on a nearby shelf, sat on the floor, pulled out the Overlord’s tentacles from his subspace storage, and retrieved cloth and slime lubricant from the shelf.
“I’ll help too, Simon!”
“Thanks.”
As Simon and Toto worked on maintaining the Overlord, Benya’s gaze—still discussing world conquest—drifted toward Simon’s book.
“Oh! That book!”
She hurried over and held it up.
“Lich and Lifevsel! My grandfather wrote this!”
Her grandfather was the current chairman of the Vanilla Group.
“Senior, I wonder.”
It was just luck, but Simon wasn’t the type to miss such an opportunity.
“Do you know anything about the Summoning Magic assignment for the first-years?”
“I heard from Glasses over there. Creating a Magical Undead, right?”
“Yes, I’d like to try creating a Lich!”
Fitzgerald, who had been expressionless, blinked in surprise, while Toto shook his head vigorously.
“That’s our man, as expected!”
Meanwhile, Benya clapped her palms together and laughed.
“Your passion for world conquest is absolutely burning, isn’t it?”
“……Ha ha.”
“Good! There’s nothing we can’t conquer! Let me explain about the Lich!”
She removed the map from the mobile board temporarily and picked up chalk.
“There are Three Elements to a Lich.”
She wrote on the board: “Lifevsel (Heart)”, “Skull”, and “Staff”.
“The hardest material to obtain is the heart that will become the Lifevsel!”
She drew a cute little heart symbol beneath the word “heart” and continued.
“Not just any heart can become a Lifevsel, you see. A rather special heart is needed!”
“Could we perhaps obtain one from Vanilla?”
“We could obtain one, but Lifevsels are almost entirely custom-made. There’s no stock, and we’d need to place an order to prepare from remaining inventory. It would be quite expensive.”
Simon nodded, and she immediately moved on to the second element.
“Next! The second is the skeletal frame that will form the Lich’s body! The skull in particular must be something special that can withstand an enormous amount of magical power. This one’s tricky too.”
Benya finally pointed to the staff.
“Third is the staff! Modern necromancers tend to avoid staffs somewhat, but many older necromancers still use them, and they bring them out when preparing special dark magic. A staff is nearly essential for magical undead like Liches and Skeleton Mages. Undead have significantly diminished spatial awareness, you see. So using the staff’s magic stone to channel spell output through the staff achieves the best balance.”
She explained with rhythmic gestures, tapping her fingers in time.

“I understand, Senior.”
Fitzgerald nodded and pressed his glasses firm on his nose.
“So in conclusion, creating a Lich means gathering materials is nearly impossible from the start.”
“To be honest…… yeah, it’s like that. Even if you have all these, there’s no guarantee of 100% success.”
Simon paused to think, then spoke.
“Senior, you remember the Skeleton’s skull I left with you last time?”
Simon was referring to the skull of Manus, an Ancient Undead he’d recovered from the Deathland.
“Huh? Oh! I remember!”
“How about using that as the Lich’s skull?”
She fell silent for a moment, lost in thought.
“Hmm, well, I’ve already extracted most of the usable data. I was preparing a close-combat Skeleton for you, but I’m not sure what would work best for a Lich. Should I bring one and let you take a look?”
“Yes, please! I’d like to check it out. And about the Lifevsel and staff…….”
Those would require purchasing with actual money.
Simon, who had been pondering for a moment, finally spoke.
“Do you happen to be interested in Monster Corpses at Vanilla?”
“Hm?”
Benya blinked.

* * *
Back when he was dispatched to the neutral zone.
There was something Simon and Dick had discussed while working at Vengeance.
—Look, about that Monster. Since you’re the one who caught it, the ownership should be yours, right? Doesn’t it bother you? It must be worth something.
It was about the Monster Corpse.
Simon had caught the Monster, but he’d assumed its corpse had plummeted to the ocean floor, making retrieval impossible.
—If you hire a professional salvage company, you could definitely recover it! Those people are great at raising old shipwrecks and all sorts of things.
Dick had spoken with confidence.
—It’s been in the sea for over a week now. Wouldn’t the fish have eaten everything by now?
—You’re going to use it as Undead anyway, right? You just need to retrieve the bones and the special organs.
Simon, as Dick’s roommate, knew well that Dick had an uncanny nose for money, even if he lacked other qualities.
Dick had offered to take 5% of the total proceeds as his cut, and in exchange, he’d handle the salvage company contract and prepare everything needed to raise the Monster Corpse.
Simon saw no issues with it, so he’d delegated the task to Dick to prepare, planning to either sell the Monster to Vanilla or request an auction once it was retrieved.
—That’s a good idea! Let me see the condition of the raised Monster and then decide!
Benya’s response was favorable.
Whether Vanilla took it or he listed it at auction, either way money would come in. And with this windfall, Simon planned to purchase a staff for the Lifevsel and Lich to use.
‘I should prepare this separately.’
—Ooogh! Oooogh!
Simon stroked the head of the teddy bear that had climbed onto his Dormitory desk and was acting cute—which in reality was his Familiar, Akalion.
Here at Kizen, without Simon conferring Holiness upon it, it was no different from a wild animal or monster.
‘Professor Parahan would be quite surprised if he found out.’
Though he’d intended to wait until the private lesson, Simon had decided to arrange an early morning meeting with Parahan tomorrow and visit him then. He couldn’t neglect the Lich’s creation or the Holiness component.
‘If I end up fighting Magnus someday.’
Simon quietly gazed at his own fist.
‘Holiness might become the greatest key.’

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