Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner - Chapter 340

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Summoning Genius at Necromancer School — Chapter 340
The Golden Emperor, Balik Hatz.
A legendary figure who existed on the continent centuries ago, wielding the power to control metal and manipulate ten thousand weapons simultaneously.
The Hatz Family, which produced exceptional heroes, had once flourished, but as time passed, the Golden Emperor’s blood grew thin in his descendants. By the present day, the abilities remaining to them were scarcely worth mentioning—at best, parlor tricks for bending spoons at social gatherings.
Though the Hatz Family declined, treated as a relic of a bygone era, one day a child was born who carried the Golden Emperor’s blood in concentrated form.
That was Milena Hatz.
She possessed Metal Control abilities superior to her siblings, and was the only one among them to inherit the Family’s Unique Black Magic.
It was a dark magic that the Hatz Family had devoted themselves to creating in the age of great Necromancers—a technique that cursed an innate ability, allowing the control of substances other than metal.
At least, while wielding that curse.
“So you can only control one substance at a time?”
Merin spoke, watching Milena slumped on the ground.
Milena could not hide her shock.
‘How did she figure out that much—!’
She was right.
The base was Metal Control, but once she touched an object and brought it to the Permanent Magical Circle etched along her ribs, the curse’s power would interfere with her ability, transforming it into the power to control that particular substance instead.
Against Dick, Milena had thrown siege ladders and bricks; against Merin, she had touched ice and freely evaded the fire magic. But now that her ability had transformed into ice control, the cascade of flames could not be stopped.
The burning torrent overwhelmed her defenses.
“I thought it strange that you were flinging telekinesis around so carelessly.”
Merin’s eyes flashed as she summoned her Dark Element.
“Playing with me will cost you dearly, Hatz Family.”
“Ugh!”
Milena scrambled to her feet and fled.
The tables had turned. Now Merin pursued her, unleashing Black Magic in her wake.

Small embers bounced and flew. Dodging frantically, Milena shattered a window and dashed into an abandoned building.
“Hiding won’t save you!”
Merin crashed through the window after her.
‘That girl’s faster than anything.’
Milena vanished from sight. But the absence of any trace suggested she was hiding.
Merin entered a narrow corridor, her palm already forming a Black Flame Array, when Milena emerged and charged straight at her. Merin threw out her arm.

Roaring flames erupted forward.
In that instant, Milena’s lips curved upward.
“!”
The flames parted around her, scattering harmlessly left and right.
‘I touched those embers earlier and switched to flame control!’
Milena closed the distance, reaching Merin’s face without injury.
But the moment she saw Merin’s relaxed expression, she knew something was wrong.

A shard of ice erupted from Merin’s opposite hand, striking Milena’s chest and stomach dead on.
She gasped and flew backward, crashing into the wall.
“Did you think I wouldn’t prepare for that trick?”
Merin opened both palms. Different magical circles stacked atop one another—on one side, frigid air; on the other, roaring flame.
‘Multi-Casting!’
This was far more than simply creating multiple copies of the same spell. Merin was invoking two completely different magics at once.
It was a control of extreme difficulty, as if she were drawing separate forms with her left and right hands simultaneously.
‘What do I do?’
She had thrown curses at Merin before, but seeing them cleanly blocked by Cancellation made clear that Merin’s understanding of curses was top-tier.
The Ivory Tower truly was formidable.
Unlike the Hatz Family, now relegated to history, the Ivory Tower wielded its enormous influence even now—a monstrous house in every sense.
Suddenly the girl with sky-blue hair standing before her loomed as vast as a mountain.
“Gaah!”
Milena spun and broke through another window, fleeing. Merin pursued instantly.
Whoosh-whoosh!
Crack-crack!
Fire and ice poured down on Milena in alternating waves.
She ran blindly, darting in and out of buildings at random as Merin dogged her heels relentlessly.
‘The only advantage I have over the Ivory Tower is—!’
Milena crashed through another window, throwing herself out.
Merin followed right behind, then hesitated, coming to an abrupt halt.
This was the third floor.
‘Understanding of Terrain!’
This was Milena’s third time. Her body plummeted rapidly.
“You think you can’t keep up with me?”
Merin didn’t hesitate, launching herself from the window with both arms extended.
Whoosh!
Crack!
Flames and cold energy hurtled past on either side of Milena.
Fire on one side, ice on the other. Control one, and the other strikes.
—Milena, my daughter. The sole light of the Hatz Family.
—Go to Kizen. Show the world that the Hatz Family still lives.
Milena clenched her teeth and spread both arms wide.
“I’m from Kizen too!”
A fierce light kindled in her eyes.
“You think I won’t grow like you do?”
The Permanent Magical Circle at her waist and the magical circles drawn on both palms vibrated simultaneously.

Roar!
Shatter!
Flame and ice halted inches before Milena. Merin’s eyes widened at the sight.
‘What? She just controlled two elements at once?’
Cough! Hack!
But there was a reason Milena had never used this power before.
The success rate was below ten percent, and each activation pushed her body beyond its normal limits, drawing on her unique abilities at a terrible cost.
Yet despite everything.
‘I broke through the ten percent barrier!’
Even as blood spilled from her lips, Milena was momentarily awestruck by herself.
The instant her feet touched ground, she charged at Merin with a cry. Merin was still descending.
‘Oh no!’
Merin quickly identified her landing point and traced a magical circle on the floor.

Crack-crack-crack!
An ice wall erupted upward, and Merin dropped behind it. A flicker of insight crossed Milena’s eyes.
‘The ice is thin—she drew it in a hurry!’
Even as she ran, Milena pulled out a half-melted piece of ice from her pocket and pressed it against her side. The Curse activated, and her controlled element shifted from flame to ice.
Two consecutive uses of Dual Control were impossible. If she broke through that wall, Merin would retreat and launch fire or ice at range.
Then.
‘I’ll smash straight through!’
Her arms met the ice wall. As expected, it was fragile. Crack! The wall began to crumble.
If she kept charging and even grazed Merin’s body—
Bang!
Milena’s pupils trembled.
A bone-white flash of impact bloomed in her abdomen, and her body skidded backward. Her breath caught as though struck by a fist, her legs quivering.
Crash—
Through the collapsing ice, Merin stood with her fist extended.
“Magic Battle…?”
Milena’s face twisted in confusion. Merin slowly lowered her fist, her eyes closed.
“Just because.”
Her blue eyes opened toward Milena.
“You looked so cool I got fired up too.”

Thud.
Milena crumpled to the ground.
‘She used her own ice as a wall and drove that piercing technique through…’
The Heavenly Evil connected perfectly, and Milena’s Barrier Gauge fell to zero.
She hung her head low.
“Man, don’t cry about it when you get back to the Dormitory. You Hatz really are something.”
Merin planted her hands on her hips as she spoke.
“That level of fight is something worth bragging about all over town.”
Milena let out a bitter laugh.
“Pride reaches for the heavens, doesn’t it, Ivory Tower.”
With a smile, Milena’s form vanished.
[Milena Hatz eliminated.]
[Defense Team (15/15)]
[Siege Team (13/15)]
Merin exhaled with relief and looked down at her fists.
Simon’s voice echoed in her mind.
-Don’t acknowledge what touches your palm. Pierce through it, past it.
-Ignore the object in front of you deliberately. Concentrate on what lies beyond.
She laughed softly, clenching her delicate fist tight.
‘Thank you for teaching me the Heavenly Evil, Simon.’
It had been a reckless attempt, certainly.
But she found herself thinking that Combat Magic wasn’t half bad.

* * *
A few days prior.
-Simon, your biggest weakness, as I see it, is endurance.
That’s what Merin had pointed out during Dick’s Siege Warfare lecture.
-Of course you’re strong. In siege warfare, you can definitely take down one person for sure. The problem is you’re the type who just dumps firepower on whoever the opponent is and leaves it at that. Same with Overlord, and especially with your Guard—you exhaust yourself taking one person down, and a Necromancer who falls apart that quickly isn’t nearly as threatening on the battlefield.
Simon agreed with her assessment, saying he’d thought the same thing himself.
Siege Warfare was a prolonged engagement where combat never ceased for all twelve hours. Physical endurance, strategic allocation of Dark Elements, and sustainable fighting—that’s what Simon needed.
So Simon had prepared Skeleton Mages, and instead of overwhelming enemy soldiers with raw firepower, he fought by spreading fire through the area with oil fruit. He’d corrected exactly what Merin had pointed out.
But then—
“……ugh, I wish I could turn back time.”
Even though she’d just brought down one crucial opponent, heat flooded Merin’s face as belated embarrassment crashed over her.
She’d lectured him about endurance and sustainability, yet here she was—having taken down one person with her Dark Elements completely depleted, her stamina utterly spent.
“Haa, I’m so embarrassed.”
Of course, bringing down Milena Hatz was no small feat. No one on the Defense Team could fault her for it, and yet her own past words nagged at her.
She trudged across the rooftop. With her Dark Element depleted anyway, going to the walls would only get in the way.
She’d come to recover her Element and retrieve the arrows Simon had fired.
His school uniform jacket hung from the arrow. It seemed he’d prepared for the possibility that she might not see it otherwise.
“So that’s why you sent word by arrow instead of communication, isn’t it?”
Truth be told, it was Dick’s idea to relay information about Milena through communication. But Simon had added one more layer to it.
If you spoke through communication, the enemy would naturally overhear.
If Merin was struggling because she didn’t know her opponent, Simon wanted to ensure she reaped the full advantage the moment that information came to her. So instead of communication, he’d attached a note to the arrow.
If Merin hadn’t seen it or the situation hadn’t permitted, he could always explain later through communication.
Fortunately, Merin had safely discovered the note alone, and she’d managed to repay Milena’s carelessness by landing a direct hit with the Black Flame Array.
Rustle, rustle.
Merin unfolded Simon’s school uniform jacket that hung from the arrow.
“…….”
She gazed at his uniform for a moment, then impulsively tried it on.
Standing side by side, she hadn’t really noticed, but there was definitely a difference in build between a male and female student. The jacket fell all the way to her thighs, and even with her arms fully extended, the sleeves swallowed her hands.
“……Simon’s bigger than I thought.”
She waved the oversized sleeves around. There was something funny about feeling like a child in it.
With a flutter of emotion in her chest, Merin couldn’t resist—she leaned in and caught his scent.
She could smell him on the sleeves, on the collar. He didn’t wear cologne, but a faint, subtle scent lingered.
She buried her face boldly into the fabric and closed her eyes.
“!”
Miraculously, her mind grew calm, and her stress levels dropped.
Perfect peace.
Breathing in Simon’s scent, memories of him flowed unbidden through her mind.
-Stop. You’re more important. Let me show you. Get your stance right.
Remembering their sessions in Magical Combat, heat flooded Merin’s face all at once.
She quickly pulled herself away from his clothes.
“……ugh, really. I’m being a pervert.”
As the cherished daughter of the illustrious Ivory Tower house, she had to maintain her dignity.
After glancing around to make sure no one was watching, she walked toward the battlements with exaggerated composure.
‘But it’d be weird to go back wearing someone else’s clothes, wouldn’t it?’
Merin took off the jacket and draped it lightly across her shoulders instead.
This was better.
Like a gentleman on a cold day, removing his coat and draping it over a lady’s shoulders.
Merin hummed softly as she made her way toward the fortress walls.
The Dark Element still hadn’t recovered, but for a moment she found herself wishing its restoration might slow just a little.

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