Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner - Chapter 359

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Necromancer School’s Summoning Genius — Episode 359
Sasha is somewhere inside this Glass Tower building where zombies have breached.
She’s in danger. Simon couldn’t tell exactly what was happening inside that sealed structure, but he couldn’t just stand by and do nothing.
“I’m going to break through the barrier and get inside.”
“That’s impossible.”
Kassan shook his head.
“This barrier is the same type that once surrounded the city of Pentamonium. It’s no exaggeration to call it one of the highest-level barriers that can be crafted with Dark Magic.”
“If I use the Legion Commander’s power, I can break through.”
Simon opened a pocket dimension and summoned Pier. Since he was scheduled to be away, Pier had been standing by in the pocket dimension in case of an emergency.
[Khehehe! So it comes to this after all!]
Simon draped a robe over himself to hide his school uniform, then donned Pier’s Bone Armor over that. Finally, he drew Pier’s beloved blade—the Sword of Ruin.
‘The feel is completely different.’
He’d wielded Dick’s greatsword briefly during the siege, but this Sword of Ruin was incomparable.
Simon raised the blade above his head and drew in a deep breath.
Kassan, Serne, and Prince all took a step back.
Simon entered the ritual he’d performed countless times, drawing his focus to its peak.
‘Space itself—’
His arms naturally descended.
‘The sensation of severing through everything!’
Screeeeeeeech!
Remarkably, the highest-level barrier that Kassan had declared impenetrable split open with a terrible rending sound.
“……That is remarkable.”
Kassan’s mouth fell slightly open, as if taken aback.
“Hehehehe.”
Serne, for her part, was licking her lips while eyeing Simon.
Simon felt a slight chill run down his spine as he lowered the greatsword.
“Come on, let’s hurry inside before it closes.”
[Go! Go!]
Prince led the way, and the three followed through the barrier. The moment Serne, bringing up the rear, stepped inside, the barrier sealed itself back up.
‘Please be safe, Sasha.’
Simon pulled on Pier’s helmet and made his way toward the first floor of the Glass Tower.
The interior was in complete chaos.
The power to the building seemed to have cut off—the interior lights were dark, sofas were shredded to pieces with cotton padding strewn across the floor, picture frames that had hung on the walls lay overturned, potted orchids toppled, and traces of blood marked several spots.
“This isn’t simply a zombie attack.”
Kassan wiped away drops of blood as he spoke.
“If even the Necromancer protecting Pentamonium’s Glass Tower was breached, there must be something more than just zombies here. Let’s move carefully.”
“Understood.”
Simon checked the Magical Circle Elevator first, but the magic circle showed claw marks—what looked like scratches from zombie nails gouged across it. The damage was too severe for Restoration to repair.
[Looks like we’re taking the stairs.]
Prince clicked his tongue in frustration.
There was no time to deliberate. Simon’s group moved out of the lobby and toward the stairwell.
It was a spiral staircase with an open core in the center, the steps winding upward around the central void. The ceiling stretched far above.
Simon’s face hardened as he spoke.
“Let’s go.”

* * *
Floor 37 of the Glass Tower.
Inside a specialized Medical Ward.
……
A small girl in a hospital gown crouched with her body trembling.
Everything had happened far too suddenly.
When alarms sounded throughout the building, the adults panicked and murmured in confusion. She heard phrases like “the safe 50th floor” and “emergency evacuation.”
—I’ll be right back. Wait here for me!
The research assistant had said that.
Since Sasha usually obeyed her well, she had waited in the Medical Ward.
But no matter how long she waited, the research assistant and the adults never returned.
And then.
—Uweeeeeeeee.
A terrifying cry echoed from beyond the door.
The sound of wet footsteps—squelch, squelch—drew closer.
To anyone listening, it was no normal gait. It lurched and staggered, occasionally losing balance and colliding with the wall—Thump, thump. Each sound made Sasha flinch.
‘What if they come in?’
She huddled like a terrified rabbit, trembling uncontrollably.
She held her breath, afraid even the sound of her breathing might give her away.
Please just pass by.
Just keep going.
She closed her eyes and prayed.
‘Kamibarez, Simon.’
Bang!
Sasha jumped, clapping her hand over her mouth. The sound had come from the door of the Medical Ward where she was hiding.
Bang! Bang!
-Uuuurrrrgh!
It was trying to get inside.
The blood in her body seemed to freeze, but mercifully, the creature didn’t seem to understand how to open a sliding door.
Sasha gathered her courage and was starting toward the door when—
Screeeech!
The zombie inadvertently shoved the door open with its body and stumbled inside.
-Uuuurrrrgh!
Drenched in blood the color of rust, the zombie’s mouth gaped open as it lunged at Sasha.
“Kyaaaaa!”
She wrapped her arms around her head, curling into a ball.
And then.
Squelch!
The sound of flesh being pierced rang in her ear.
Something warm like droplets splattered against her cheek.
Trembling violently, Sasha lifted her head. A branch that had sprouted from her shoulder had pierced straight through the zombie’s chest.
“Ugh.”
The moment she realized how grotesque the sight was, another branch burst forth without her willing it, punching clean through the zombie’s skull with a wet crack.
“……”
Sasha gasped for breath as she climbed to her feet. The spot where she had been sitting was now thick with branches and leaves of all sizes.
‘I have to close the door.’
Sasha crawled on all fours toward the entrance. She pulled the door shut as quietly as she could manage, then cautiously poked her head out into the hallway to assess the situation.
‘!’
A mistake. Her eyes locked directly with several zombies that had been wandering the corridor.
-Uuuurrrrgh!
-Uuurrgh!
The zombies came rushing toward her in a wave.
‘Ah.’
Paralyzed with terror, Sasha trembled. She was so startled and frightened that her legs refused to move.
[Aren’t you overdoing the dramatics?]
Then a voice came to her.
[You’re a worse monster than any of those things.]
It was her own voice. Sasha’s own.
Her ability had spiraled out of control, she had awakened as a Saint, transformed into a massive tree and been rescued, and become a Test Subject of Pentamonium.
She had endured a cascade of hardships that ordinary people struggle to face even once in a lifetime.
To survive, her mind had buried most of those terrible memories.
But those suppressed recollections had generated another personality beneath Sasha’s consciousness.
[Fight.]
Urged on by that voice to fight, Sasha felt her heart pounding wildly and pressed her palm to her chest.
The adults here had told her never to use this power without permission, but there was no choice now. She activated the Permanent Spell Circle carved into her chest.
Whooooosh!
Whooosh!
But something extraordinary happened.
Branches erupted from her body in waves, skewering more than a dozen zombies like kebabs. A Shadow Aura rippled across the surface of the branches.
“Haah!”
Sasha swung her arm. The branches shifted direction, shattered through a glass window, and hurled the impaled zombies out into the void. The creatures’ screams grew distant.
-Uuuurrrrgh!
Then a bloated zombie, three times the size of the others, came charging down the wall toward her.
She thrust out her arm to send the branches after it, but—
Crack!
The thick hide of the corpulent zombie remained unpierce.
But Sasha immediately seized a thick branch with both hands and squeezed her eyes shut.

The branch’s color darkened to charcoal black. The enchanted wood drove clean through the zombie’s torso and pinned it against the wall behind.
—Kyeeeeeeek!
The corpulent zombie thrashed in agony. Sasha laid her palm against the branch that had speared it and closed her eyes again.
Impossibly, a Curse was forming in her hand.

The Curse flowed down the branch and into the zombie’s body. Vines and leaves erupted from the corpulent zombie’s flesh in wild torrents, just as they sprouted from Sasha herself.
—Keack! Keeeeeeek!
The vines swelled and thickened, while the zombie’s body withered in inverse proportion, desiccating like an ancient corpse. The zombie thrashed with desperate strength, but Sasha’s will was equally unrelenting.
At last.
“Hah. Hah.”
The corpulent zombie was gone without a trace, leaving only an enormous tree standing alone in its place.
Sasha sank to her knees, sweat dripping from her brow.
[Well done. Very well done. Keep going like that.]
Another of Sasha’s personalities whispered. Sasha, gripped by unease, cried out.
“Get away from me! Stop trying to lead me astray!”
[Lead you astray? I am your true nature. Stop pretending to be good. Slaughterer.]
A voice like a serpent’s forked tongue hissed at the edge of her hearing.
[Remember when you went berserk and became that great tree? You killed all those villagers.]
‘No. I didn’t kill them!’
[Are you sure about that?]
‘Stop it!’
The other personality laughed.
[Fine, fine. Then let’s talk about something else. You want to go into Kizen, don’t you? You want to meet Simon?]
‘…….’
At that question, heat flooded Sasha’s face.
[But you and Simon don’t have much connection. You only met once on a mission. Simon will forget about you soon enough anyway.]
That struck fear into Sasha’s heart.
‘Then…….’
[Simon is Kizen’s Special Admission Student #1. If you want to be someone who matches him, you know what you need to do, don’t you?]
‘…….’
Her small fists clenched tight.
Thud. Thud.
Footsteps echoed from the far end of the corridor. Sasha, having banished the other personality, jolted upright in alarm.
‘Are there more zombies?’
But the figure that emerged was human.
It was an adult wearing a black feathered cloak, with a prominent belly.
“There you are. So you’re Sasha?”
She drew her shoulders in, on guard.
“W-who are you?”
“I’m Evangelus, a Necromancer of Kizen. The researchers asked me to come rescue you.”
“Ah!”
Sasha’s eyes widened sharply.
Kizen—the same organization as Simon and Kamibarez! Someone trustworthy!
Her suspicion crumbled away, and relief flooded through her like a tide. Tears welled in her eyes.
“There, there.”
Evangelus approached with a gentle smile and placed a hand on Sasha’s trembling shoulder, speaking kindly.
“I’m here now, so you can rest easy.”
“What about Simon?”
“Your schoolmate? Don’t worry—he’s safe.”
“Thank goodness! Thank goodness!”
Sasha threw herself into his arms and wept openly.
And.
Evangelus, even as he gently patted her back with a warm smile, felt his expression turn cold and empty.

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