Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner - Chapter 328

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Summoning Genius of the Necromancer School Episode 328
Simon found himself surrounded by students and subjected to five rounds of celebratory shoulder-riding.
While the heat of their successful mission still blazed.
The boss monster fell, light rippled across the sky, and a Gift Box descended.
“Jackpot!”
“There were rewards for this mission!”
One Gift Box landed in front of each person. Simon lay sprawled from the impact of being hoisted aloft, gasping for breath.
“What’s in the gifts?”
Simon asked. A female student who’d opened her box grinned and answered.
“A Skeleton Mage Set!”
Simon snapped to attention and scrambled over to open his box.
It was true. And not just any skeleton—a genuine Skeleton Mage Set. A product from the “Frang” brand, known to be on par with the “Vanila” brand, which was considered the premium tier.
‘They’re giving out something this expensive as a reward? This BMAT session is incredible.’
Apparently, because the yellow card game of Summoning Magic was featured, they’d prepared rewards geared toward Summoning specialists.
A broad smile bloomed across Simon’s face.
“Everyone did such great work…….”
But before he could finish, all the students had turned to look at him, their smiles subtle and knowing.
They exchanged glances among themselves, and one by one, they nodded.
“Here, Simon.”
The students began laying their Skeleton Mage Sets at his feet.
As eight Skeleton Mage Sets piled up before him, Simon spoke with a bewildered expression.
“W—why are you all doing this?”
The female student with the headband laughed self-consciously and waved her hand dismissively.
“We have a conscience too, you know.”
“You basically did all the work.”
“We’re not even aiming for Summoning Magic, so we don’t really need these.”
A male student next to Simon gave him a light tap on the shoulder.
“Take them while they’re offered nicely. It’s non-negotiable.”
With that, he was the first to step through the portal and exit. The other students followed suit.
‘……Ha.’
Simon’s eyes glistened.
This was genuinely touching.

* * *
“Everyone, great job out there!”
The students waved goodbye one by one and logged out of the game. Simon gathered his Skeleton Mage Sets and stepped through the portal as well.
By the time he exited, more than four hours had passed, and the After-School BMAT session had ended.
Students were laughing boisterously throughout the grounds as they headed back to the Dormitory or made their way to the cafeteria.
Simon turned his steps toward the Dormitory as well.
From this BMAT, he’d earned two Cards.
And as prizes, he’d won two boxes of Crystal Skeletons and eight boxes of Skeleton Mage Sets. The haul was so generous it hardly seemed real.
‘I want to get started assembling them right away!’
Simon’s mind was consumed with the thought of assembling Skeleton Mages.
He decided to save the Crystal Skeletons for now—he wasn’t sure what they might do yet.
“Oh, you’re back, Simon!”
When he returned to Room 409, Dick called out cheerfully.
He’d already prepared for the bathhouse and had been waiting for Simon.
“This siege warfare was a blast too! The tactics these guys use keep getting more diverse!”
Dick chattered without pause even as they walked toward the Public Bathhouse with towels in hand.
He draped an arm around Simon’s neck as he spoke.
“You promised we’d do siege warfare together next time, right?”
“Yeah, yeah. I promise.”
Apparently, the siege warfare theme took place at the Kizen fortress walls every time. Of course, the card’s location changed each round, but it was always somewhere on the walls.
Simon had given Dick his word that next time he’d join him for siege warfare.
“Ugh, I’m uncomfortable. Let’s get in quick!”
Dick yanked open the Public Bathhouse door and called out.
Bubble—bubble—bubble!
As the door swung open, a stark scene lay before them: sweating men, their upper bodies bare and muscular, dispelling billows of steam in every direction.
Behind them, naked boys rushed ahead of one another in a stampede toward the water. Dick quietly closed the bathhouse door.
“Let’s just wash up in the bathroom instead.”
“Y-yes, alright.”

* * *
After his shower, Simon decided to assemble the Skeleton Mage he’d won as a prize.
He was heading out of Room 409 with the Skeleton Mage Set in hand when Dick, sprawled across the bed, gave him a look as if he’d gone mad.
“…Wait, you just finished a major exam and now you want to make skeletons?”
Simon clutched the Skeleton Mage Set to his chest and answered with a slight smile.
“I do!”
“…You’re ruthless, absolutely ruthless.”
Dick shook his head in disbelief.
Simon left Room 409 and arrived at the Dormitory Storage Room.
When he opened the door, not a soul was inside. Everyone must have been resting or at the dining hall.
Simon claimed the largest space and set down the box.
[Excellent, boy!!]
Suddenly, Pier spoke to him.
[Expanding the Legion’s forces is perhaps the most crucial of all tasks! Yes!]
“Yes, yes.”
Simon set his hands down and examined the box carefully. “Skeleton Mage” was printed in the center, and below it was an elegant golden logo reading “Frang”.
Like a child opening a birthday present, his heart raced as he lifted the lid.
“Ahhhh…”
His cheeks flushed, and Simon’s expression became almost liquid with joy.
Inside the box, plush wine-colored cushioning lined the bottom, and arranged across it were a skull and—in each compartment—the vertebrae, arm bones, and leg bones of the Skeleton Mage, laid out in perfect order.
[Boy! There’s another box below.]
“Right. It looks like there are two layers.”
Simon separated the box containing the skull and set it aside, then opened the one beneath it.
“A staff?”
A wooden staff for the Skeleton Mage lay inside. The staff was divided into two sections, the top and bottom pieces packed separately.
Simon removed the staff first, peeled away the sticker on the lower joint, and pressed the two pieces together.
As he did, magic embedded in the staff activated, and the pieces melded together as if they were one body.
Running his fingers across the surface, Simon found no trace of a seam. It looked as though it had always been whole.
“My apologies to Benya Vanilla, but the Frang brand really is improving.”
[Kehehehe!]
Yet there was no instruction manual anywhere. As Simon rifled through the box, Pier spoke up.
[Boy, open the lid of the box.]
“The lid?”
Now that he looked, the box lid had a protruding tab to pull.
Simon grasped it and pulled.
Thump!
A thick sheaf of papers suddenly tumbled out.
‘This is all the manual?’
It was nearly a whole book. When he flipped through it with a rustling sound, every page was crammed with dense formulas.
Simon’s pupils widened in shock.
[Kahahaha!]
Pier’s boisterous laughter echoed through the room.
[Now do you understand? Skeleton Mage Creation is no joke!]
Simon had assumed it would be at the level of the “Magiste System” covered in Aaron’s Summoning Magic class, but he’d been sorely mistaken.
The Magiste System simply involved tweaking an already-completed Skeleton Mage to find the optimal magical configuration, whereas creating your own true Skeleton Mage required substantial study.
And that was just the “assembly” of an already partially-formed skeleton at that.
Simon forced a smile and rolled up his sleeves.
“…This is, uh, burning me up inside.”
[Hehehehe, your face and words don’t match!]
Simon composed himself and opened the first page of the manual.
Looking at it now, there was little content about body assembly—instead, roughly ninety percent of the book covered the creation of a Summoning Magic Circle for the Skeleton Mage.
‘Let me begin.’
After reviewing the manual, Simon laid out a sheet called the “Void Sheet” on a table and unfolded a Magic Circle—a practice sheet where he could draw the circle before applying it to the Skeleton Mage’s skull.
“First, I’ll take control.”
The basic form of the summoning magic circle was already set.
He disengaged the security of the circle, unlocked the binding, and then breathed Dark Element into it, making the circle his own.
Simon moistened his parched lips and moved forward. He awakened the essential formulas, connected the Dark Element circuits one by one, and consulted the manual.
“So I get to decide what black magic the Skeleton Mage will use!”
For skeletons wielding weapons like bows, the experience from their past life as monsters was crucial. It was the principle of recreating the muscle memory locked in their bones to wield those arms again.
But skeleton mages were undead who cast spells. If a skeleton had wielded magic in life, the basic condition was met—and regardless of what magic it had used before, the caster could select whichever spells they wished for it to perform.
Simon recalled Merin’s Frost Magic, the one he knew best.
“Let’s start with Ice Bolt, then.”
Simon sank into the formula.
And.
He concentrated. Rather intensely.
Knock-knock.
Simon lifted his head at the sound of rapping on the Dormitory Storage Room door. The dorm supervisor had cracked it open and was poking his head through.
“No—don’t startle me! Student! What are you doing here at this hour without sleeping?”
“I’m sorry?”
“Look out the window!”
Dawn had already broken.
More than that—the darkness had lifted and the sky was brightening into pale morning.
Simon blinked in a daze before dragging himself to his feet with a grinding sound.
“My apologies.”
“There’s nothing to apologize for—just get back to your room and grab some sleep, will you? Though I doubt you’ll get much!”
Time had truly slipped away in a blink.
Simon carefully gathered the Void Sheet magic circle, placed it in the box, and stood.

* * *
“Let me give you advance notice.”
In the first class of the day—Summoning Magic—Aaron scratched his tousled head as he spoke.
“Starting next class, we’ll begin serious work on Skeleton Mage Creation.”
At Aaron’s announcement, the students made no effort to hide their excitement, letting out cheers.
“Finally, we’re actually making one!”
“Undead that cast spells! That’s incredible!”
But the Summoning Magic assistants watching them offered quiet condolences in their hearts. For come next class, those cheers would transform into screams and anguish.
“The materials you’ll need are a Skeleton Mage Set.”
Aaron began writing examples across the board.
“I won’t demand you buy expensive brands like Vanilla or Fran, but at minimum, purchase from the brands I’m writing on the board. Other brands use different frameworks for Skeleton Mage Creation.”
Just then, Dick nudged Simon’s arm.
“Hey, perfect timing, Simon! You’ve already got the Fran brand anyway, and since you’re starting Skeleton Mage Creation right next class, you can just follow along with us.”
“…”
“And don’t pull another all-nighter, got it?”
Simon clasped his hands together, his face turning serious.
“When’s the next Summoning Magic class?”
“In two days.”
“So the deadline for completion is in two days, then.”
“…?”
Dick blinked as if he had no idea what Simon was talking about.
“Wait, the Skeleton Mage class is in two days, so how can the deadline for completion be in two days? What are you saying?”
Simon smiled without answering.
His goal wasn’t simply to complete a skeleton mage. Simon’s ultimate objective for his first year was to create a Lich.
He couldn’t afford to get bogged down on something as minor as a skeleton mage.
‘I’ll complete the skeleton mage before Professor Aaron’s class, no matter what.’
As he’d crafted the skeleton mage through the night, he’d felt a wall within himself.
He wanted to shatter that wall with his own strength, to prove something by doing so.
“And though it’s so obvious I’m almost embarrassed to mention it.”
As the students began chattering, Aaron rapped the board with his chalk and continued.
“Master the fundamentals of Dark Element Magic—the magic you’ll have your skeleton mage cast. Things like Cold Fire and Cold Bolt. I hope none of you necromancers are so incompetent that you can’t perform the magic you’re about to teach your skeleton mages.”
Dick’s head whipped around.
“Merin! Can I get a tutoring session on Dark Frost Boundary?”
“Ugh! You absolute idiot!”
As Merin scolded Dick with a burst of indignation, Simon was quietly jotting notes in his notebook.
-Cold Fire.
-Gust Circle.
-Cold Bolt.
Simon planned to create skeleton mages of all three different elemental types.

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