Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner - Chapter 327

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The Necromancer School’s Summoning Genius – Episode 327
The game ended, and Simon parted ways with Lorain.
The moment she stepped outside, her Communication Crystal buzzed with an incoming message. She frowned deeply and rushed off, apologizing to Simon that she couldn’t stay longer. From the few words that leaked through the crystal, he caught the names “Serne” and “problem” mentioned in succession, so it seemed Serne had stirred up trouble somewhere and Lorain had gone to handle it.
Those two and their endlessly tangled relationship — it probably wouldn’t end until graduation.
‘Being the daughter of Neftis must be exhausting.’
Simon put on his Glasses and immediately set out to find the next card.
He found the second card quickly. Behind a building in an open space, lying in the Sewage Channel — this one was yellow.
‘Yellow was Summoning Magic, wasn’t it?’
Simon walked toward the card, hoping a Summoning Magic themed game would appear.

[Entering new game.]
Simon’s eyes opened.
He’d entered through the card that lay in the Sewage Channel, and before him stretched a vast waterway.
Though calling it a sewage channel seemed off — the path was wide enough that it was more properly an Alley.
Simon stood atop a Hill that rose above the passage.
‘Hmm.’
He tried stepping down cautiously, but a barrier stood in his way, as if blocking entry. He couldn’t descend directly into that narrow passage.
‘I can’t get a sense of what the theme is.’
It didn’t seem related to Summoning Magic at all.
Simon was clicking his tongue in disappointment when—
[1 player entering – Simon Polentia]
[Starting capacity (8/8)]
“Si-Simon Polentia!”
“We’re saved!!”
Seven students came tumbling out from nowhere, surrounding Simon in a swarm.
“You’re Simon, right? Not someone with the same name?”
“It’s him! That Special Admission Number One!”
“We saw your match with Deimos!”
With everyone talking at once from all directions, Simon could barely collect his thoughts.
“Please, one at a time.”
Simon said this while studying the students’ faces.
For now, he didn’t recognize a single one of them.
No famous Special Admission students among them either. They were all perfectly ordinary.
“Then let me ask first!”
A female student wearing a crescent-moon-shaped headband stepped forward abruptly.
“Are you really Special Admission Number One, Simon Polentia?”
“I-I am.”
“You are! You definitely are!”
“Yay!”
They high-fived each other, bouncing up and down in chaos. They’d crossed the threshold from mere welcome into treating Simon like a savior.
“Um, but you guys — what’s this game’s theme?”
“Summoning Magic theme!”
The female student answered at once.
“You use summons to defeat monsters passing below here! Apparently, you can only attack the monsters with summons.”
It was a Summoning Magic theme after all!
The moment Simon heard the rules, his eyes brightened. He wanted to start immediately.
“We nearly had a disaster.”
The female student continued.
“We were talking while waiting, and realized none of us were Martial Arts Aspiring Students!”
“What…?”
Simon’s eyes widened.
“Just when we needed one, you showed up! And Special Admission Number One, no less! Ha!”
“Wait, hold on!”
Finally grasping the gravity of the situation, Simon asked urgently.
“None of you, at all?”
“Nope!”
Everyone in the group suddenly took on embarrassed expressions and looked away.

A female student wearing a headband spoke in a voice thin as an ant’s footstep.
“It’s just… we were all trying to collect seven cards of different colors in a combination, you see.”
Good heavens.
Merin’s voice echoed in Simon’s memory.
-Everyone’s going to start chasing after the Rainbow Card Combination. Just like you, Simon.
Merin’s prediction had proven exactly right.
After the first test, rumors spread swiftly among the students that the odds of drawing a theme related to any particular subject were far from guaranteed.
So many began chasing the highest-scoring “Rainbow Card Combination” as a goal—a fad that took hold quickly. They simply started hunting down cards of colors different from the ones they held.
This mess was the result.
“Still, Simon! We’re so lucky you came—you’re at the peak of Summoning Magic!”
Not lucky at all.
These kids were practically putting all their faith in him, Simon could tell.
When Simon came to his senses, he was already sitting in a chair someone had pulled from a Subspace. Behind him, students were kneading his shoulders and limbs.
Simon quickly gathered himself and spoke.
“All right, but first—explain the rules to me in detail.”
“Sure!”
The rules they explained were roughly as follows.
An evil Necromancer sends monsters to devastate a village. Innocent people live in that village.
The students become a self-defense group, tasked with eliminating every last monster and protecting the village’s peace—a pedestrian story, all told.
Monsters appear from a magic circle at the starting point and pass only through this single narrow corridor. They don’t counterattack the students stationed on the hill above; they simply charge straight toward the village.
In exchange, the students face restrictions too. They can attack monsters only with summoned creatures. No Curses, no other Dark Magic allowed.
‘If there’s not a single Summoning Magic student in this group, this could get rough.’
Simon let out a quiet sigh.
At his reaction, the students flinched and watched him warily.
“S-so clearing it is impossible, right?”
“Maybe we should just prep for the next game.”
“No, that’s not what I meant.”
Simon wiped his brow with a forced smile.
“I’m saying I’ll give it my best shot.”
The students burst out in a chorus of cheers at once.
“Awesome!”
“That’s the spirit!”
“Let’s do this!!”
The birth of Simon’s devoted followers.

* * *
The battlefield was simple.
A single-file alley stretching from the starting point to the village. Soon monsters would emerge here and pass through.
Eight students had to each choose their own defensive zone.
Simon was pushed into taking the most critical final position—the segment just before the exit. The other zones were divided up as the students preferred.
Looking behind, you could see the actual village, where residents huddled inside their homes with doors locked, trembling.
“All right, get ready!”
At Simon’s cry, the students pulled out their undead creatures one by one.
‘This is… a mess.’
It was worse than he’d expected.
Most had only Skeletons or Zombies, and some students could control no more than three creatures total.
“Sorry—I’m a Magical Combat student!”
The student with only three creatures apologized outright.
‘So that means…’
Watching what the other students summoned, Simon fell into thought.
Which summons should he use in the fight? His Dark Element reserves were limited. He had to choose the most efficient creatures and pour all his firepower at once.
For a straight-line route, Deimos’s Tidal Cannon would be the most effective, but since there was no water terrain, summoning Deimos was impossible.
Using Overlord was also awkward. Maintaining six open Subspaces would make the Subspace Ring heat up fast.
“Hey, you guys! Monsters incoming!”
The student at the front called out.
Armed goblins poured from the starting point into the narrow alley.
Green goblins. Danger Rank 2 monsters, but their numbers were staggering.
Simon checked the floating number before him.
[200/200]
‘Two hundred monsters?’
Sheer overwhelming numbers.
In truth, eight Summoning Magic majors could clear them easily enough, but only Simon and a handful of students were truly reliable.
“Phew! This is nerve-wracking!”
The first contestant was a female student wearing a crescent-shaped headband.
She blocked the narrow alley with two shield-bearing Skeletons, then positioned a spear-wielding Skeleton behind them.
It was a reasonably efficient and clever formation.
-Shriek shriek shriek!
Goblins poured out like a flood and collided with the shield-bearing Skeletons.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
With the Undead blocking the passage, the monsters swung their weapons and attacked the obstacles aggressively.
The Skeletons crouched behind the shields thrust their spears forward earnestly enough.
‘Holding the line directly won’t work.’
They were overwhelmed by sheer numbers and the breach came anyway. The shield-bearers crumbled, and the remaining Skeletons shattered in a cascade.
[191/200]
Only nine of the two hundred had been reduced.
“Next team, get ready!”
But the defense attempts that followed were equally lackluster. The Martial Arts Aspiring Student whose name kept coming up had his entrance breach in mere seconds, and the student wielding Ghouls lacked finesse in Undead control.
“Listen! Don’t block the passage—attack from the flanks!”
Simon, unable to bear it any longer, shouted. Several students turned around with puzzled expressions.
“But won’t that just let them pour straight through in a line?”
“I’ll handle that somehow! Right now, reducing their numbers is more important—every single one counts!”
The students quickly adapted their strategy based on the previous failures. Some equipped their Skeletons with spears and had them attack from the hilltop; those with shorter weapons tossed stones.
This approach amounted to letting monsters through, but the kill count surged dramatically higher.
And then.
-Roooaaarrr!
Being a Kizen student as a class category was simply extraordinary.
One student, not even a Summoning Magic major, had transformed a Grade-4 Crimson Bear Zombie and was commanding it solo.
As the creature smashed through all the goblins single-handedly, everyone cheered enthusiastically.
“Hang in there!”
“You’ve got this!”
His Crimson Bear Zombie was impressive, certainly, but control remained the issue.
Commanding the unwieldy Crimson Bear Zombie through mental connection alone caused the caster extreme psychological strain.
The student, complaining of a severe headache, finally collapsed, and the Crimson Bear ceased moving.
And a motionless Undead was simply surrounded and torn to shreds by goblins.
[103/200]
“Ugh!”
“Now it’s just Simon left!”
All seven had failed, and half the total remained.
Every eye turned to Simon—the last hope and the final bulwark holding back the tide.
‘What’ll he use?’
‘He can’t use Deimos.’
‘Is it that blade-like summon?’
The students speculated and watched Simon intently.
But what emerged was something altogether different.
“Skeleton Archers!”
Eight Skeleton Archers. Bow-wielding Skeletons took their positions and readied their arrows for flight.
“But… will that even work?”
“The quiver seems to have fewer arrows than there are monsters.”
The students muttered nervously, but Simon drew a confident smile and raised his right hand.
‘Of course these aren’t just ordinary Skeleton Archers.’
In his right hand lay the core of a golem shrouded in Cloud—the Summon Blood Golem, already perfected.
Whoooosh!
The Cloud enveloping the core surged upward, passed through a magic circle suspended in midair, then descended and began settling into the Skeleton Archers.
The Skeleton Archers’ eyes flashed with a teal-blue luminescence. Their bows and bowstrings transformed to an emerald hue, and formless cloaks woven from Cloud billowed across their shoulders.
As the caster, Simon completed the Dark Magic by pressing a circlet of Cloud onto his own head.
<Simon Original – Royal Guard Archery Unit>
A royal guard composed entirely of Skeleton Archers—uniquely Simon’s.
“Wow! That’s the technique from—”
The students who had watched Simon’s BMAT matches bounced on their heels excitedly.
“Load.”
At Simon’s command, the Skeleton Archers billowed their emerald cloaks and drew arrows from their quivers.
The moment their hands touched the shafts, the arrows blazed with teal-blue light. They nocked them and aimed at the goblins surging forward in a tide.
“Fire!”
Whoooosh!
A single arrow streaked forth, trailing an emerald tail.
It pierced cleanly through the foremost goblin’s chest, then continued unspent, shredding through the bodies of every creature lined up behind it.
“Penetration! It goes right through!”
Each teal arrow that flew sent waves of monsters crashing down. Seven or eight goblins fell with every shot.
Whoooosh!
Whoooosh!
With each volley, entire clusters of monsters collapsed as one, a spectacular and terrible display.
‘Hnn!’
Sweat beaded on Simon’s brow. He gritted his teeth, sweeping his arms, and the archers coated the next volley with Cloud before drawing and firing.
“Release!”
The teal arrows shot forth in sequence, scything through the goblin ranks. Nearly ninety percent of the horde was being obliterated under Simon’s onslaught.
[Remaining Monsters: 48/200]
“I… I…”
One of the watching students trembled visibly.
“…He’s insane.”
“He’s actually going to do it!”
The students watching had almost lost their minds. The monster count had already dropped to nearly half.
Buoyed by their roaring cheers, Simon squeezed out even more power.
‘Ugh…’
But it wasn’t easy.
Unlike common sword-wielding guards, the Royal Guard Archery Unit consumed Cloud directly—each archer infused their arrows with power before firing. The skeletons’ bodies were slowly losing their teal luminescence. Their cloaks faded first, then the light in their eye sockets and the glow that formed their frames began to dim.
‘I don’t care about the rest.’
Simon gasped for breath, raising both arms high.
‘I just need to keep coating the arrows with Cloud and firing!’
Again, the emerald arrows rained down, piercing through the goblins in succession.
[Remaining Monsters: 7/200]
“Almost there!”
“The boss monster’s coming!”
One step behind the goblin main force came a goblin of considerable size, charging toward them.
The students sent summons down from the hill to block it, but one by one, those summons fell before its massive axe.
“Hah!”
By then, Simon had already finished the grunts.
The Skeleton Archers had exhausted every arrow in their quivers, now mindlessly reaching into empty air like a broken machine.
[1/200]
Only the large goblin boss remained, charging down the passage. If even one reached the village, they would lose.
Simon swung his arms.
“Return.”
All remaining Cloud in the Skeleton Archers poured into Simon’s magic circle.
As the Cloud drained away, the undead reverted from Royal Guard Archers to ordinary Skeleton Archers, their bodies powering down like machines switched off.
‘This is my last card.’
Simon destabilized the Cloud ratio in his magic circle. The emerald glow of the formation began to shift toward deep teal darkness.
He turned his head. One Skeleton Archer remained—the only one still linked to his mind, maintaining its Royal Guard state—standing ready at his side.
“I’m counting on you.”
<Simon Remake – Blood Arrow>
Simon conjured a bow and arrow of pure darkness from his magic circle and handed them to the Skeleton Archer, which immediately accepted them and bolted down the passage.
Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump!
The boss goblin was thundering toward them. The lone Skeleton Archer planted itself firmly across the passage, standing its ground.
“Just one boss left now!”
“Please!”
The watching students cried out as one.
Simon raised his hand.
‘Load.’
The Skeleton Archer carefully nocked the black arrow against its bowstring.
Perfect unity.
Simon felt as though he had become that Skeleton Archer.
“Fire!”
Screeeeeech!
The moment the archer released the bowstring, a deafening crack split the air and wind roared past as the archer’s body shattered to pieces. The arrow that had been fired flew straight ahead and struck true into the boss goblin’s chest.
Crunch!
The boss goblin staggered backward and dropped to one knee.
“Oh!”
“Its power’s a little weak!”
Blood streamed from the boss goblin’s mouth as it rose to its feet, the arrow still lodged in its chest.
“No.”
Simon’s smile widened as he clenched his fist tight.
“I’ve got you.”
Boom!
The arrow detonated inside the boss goblin’s body. Darkness spread outward in a fan-shaped blast.
The goblin’s corpse exploded, sending flesh and blood scattering in all directions.
Thud-thud-thud.
Beyond the collapsed monster’s carcass lay only the faint, lingering remnants of darkness.
Everyone stood frozen, mouths hanging open, eyes wide.
[0/200]
[All monsters have been eliminated.]
[Objective achieved.]
“Yaaaaaaaaa!”
The moment the message appeared, everyone erupted with cheers that shook the heavens and rushed toward Simon.
Simon let out a dry laugh and collapsed onto the ground.
‘……Three more matches like this and I’m actually going to die.’
Soon Simon’s body disappeared, surrounded by the roaring students.

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