Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner - Chapter 397

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Summoning Genius of the Necromancer School — Episode 397
Five days Simon had been asleep.
In that time, many things had unfolded.
The Blood Heavenly Cult had been involved in Kizen’s Advancement Exam. The fact that they had targeted students was alarming enough, but what truly shocked everyone was that an Archbishop—a core figure in their organization—had spent nearly twenty years posing as a Kizen Professor for this plan.
And almost simultaneously, in the far eastern reaches of the Shahedd Kingdom, an inexplicable aura surfaced.
The Necromancer agents dispatched there discovered the Dark Alliance headquarters of the Blood Heavenly Cult right at the location where that aura had appeared.
The Barrier had been torn open by unknown forces, and the massive headquarters building itself had been split in two, engulfed in an explosion that turned it into a sea of flames.
They even found a corpse presumed to be Silaji.
The agents hastily plundered important documents before the fire consumed them entirely, then identified the locations of Blood Heavenly Cult branches and collaborators rooted throughout the continent and launched simultaneous raids.
A massive sweeping operation against the Blood Heavenly Cult was underway.
“……Ah.”
Simon listened to the account with his mind blank.
“More than anything else, what matters most is your story, Simon.”
Neftis, perched lightly on Simon’s bed, smiled brightly.
“What happened in the dungeon?”
“Ah, that…….”
A Kizen headquarters staff member had joined Neftis at some point. Since there were many ears listening, Simon gathered his thoughts carefully and began to speak.
The Circle of Blood had unfolded and the students had become immobilized. Simon rushed to where the Dungeon Master was, where he clashed with Silaji. Using Herseba’s Third Authority, he dragged her into the Sand World and raised the Mummy Army to fight.
Silaji had responded by summoning Blood Heavenly Cult devotees into the dungeon, but she had a fatal problem in her heart.
The Circle of Blood, hunting the Dungeon Master, constructing the Blood Stone Fortress, a massive Portal Magic, and combat with the Mummy Army—ultimately, Silaji destroyed herself by vomiting blood from overusing Blood Flow Magic, and opened a portal to escape.
Shortly after, Herseba’s dungeon was released, and the remaining Blood Heavenly Cult followers were subdued by Lorain and Serne waiting outside.
‘That should be enough, yes?’
He naturally omitted everything about the Legion, and the story of fusing Darkness with Holiness.
The Kizen headquarters staff member nodded and transcribed Simon’s statement.
“So you were unaware of Silaji’s death as well, Student Simon.”
“Ah, yes. That’s correct.”
As Simon answered, perspiration beading on his forehead, only Neftis stared at him intently before breaking into a knowing smile.
“Thank you for your cooperation, student.”
Soon all the staff and doctors filed out, leaving only Neftis and Simon.
“Eeeee! Stretch!”
She stretched luxuriously. With her plump cheeks quivering, she yawned and settled into a drowsy smile.
Simon ventured to speak carefully.
“Aren’t you going to ask?”
“Hmm? Ask what?”
“What really happened inside the Barrier.”
Neftis laughed lightly.
“It’s fine. What matters most is the result.”
The way she said it suggested she already knew everything.
“More importantly, aren’t you curious about anything? You just woke up suddenly—you must be confused.”
In fact, he had mountains of questions.
“Are the other students really alright?”
“Yes. They’re really fine. No one was hurt.”
Simon exhaled in relief, then asked again.
“Then what about the Advancement Exam we were taking?”
“The Advancement Exam, you say~”
According to Neftis, the exam was naturally suspended.
Fortunately, the students’ health was unaffected.
The last thing they remembered was a red circle appearing in the sky. Then they opened their eyes and were outside the dungeon.
The students were informed that the exam had been interrupted by intrusion from Blood Heavenly Cult ruffians, and they were notified that the Advancement Exam would be replaced with a simpler test instead. Of course, compensation and incentives would be distributed accordingly.
The students seemed rather pleased with this turn of events.
In truth, life in the dungeon had been extremely painful, and the exam period could have stretched to one or two months. But they lost consciousness for a moment, opened their eyes, and suddenly the Advancement Exam was being replaced with something much easier and they were being given compensation on top of it.
The replacement exam would be an evaluation using Endolas Bodvil’s Necromancer ability and the virtual combat simulation system known as Avalon.
Rather than spending time actually living in the dungeon, students would be put through only the most critical core events that occur in a dungeon, right then and there, and their grades would be determined by their responses and reactions to those situations.
Thus, after two days of rest, the students departed to take the new exam.
The reason there were no 1st Years at Kizen right now was because they had gone to take the exam.
“Wait, just a moment!”
Simon bolted upright and cried out.
“Doesn’t that mean I have to go there and take the exam too?”
“Ah, don’t worry.”
Neftis smiled knowingly.
“Simon’s guaranteed first place in the Advancement Exam.”
“I—I’m sorry?”
“While the other students were frozen in place, you went to the Dungeon Master’s chamber and confronted the Blood Heavenly Cult thugs with real courage, holding them back. Because of your actions, the other students made it through safely. They’ve accepted that you deserve first rank.”
The exam wasn’t cancelled entirely. Instead, they’d restructured it—Simon would remain first, and the remaining rankings would be decided among the rest.
Simon exhaled with relief.
“And another thing!”
Neftis planted her hands on her hips, brow furrowed.
“Your body’s in that state and you’re worried about exams? You need to rest!”
“Ha, understood. So then……”
Simon scratched the side of his head.
Of course, the students who’d risked their lives in the Advancement Exam could accept compensation and an exam substitute, but the real problem lay outside the school.
“Things aren’t getting too noisy out there, are they? With the Blood Heavenly Cult incident in Kizen……”
“Oh, that?”
Neftis broke into a broad smile.
“I buried it.”
Simon felt a chill run down his spine and leaned back.
“……You—buried it?”
“Ah! I don’t mean I hid the truth. I mean I buried the story itself. Right now everyone’s attention is fixed on the war.”
Neftis outlined what had happened.
The Sacred Federation’s provocations had been escalating at the border, along with military tensions. Neftis had seized this opportunity to drag out everything that had been quietly suppressed for the sake of peace.
The Saints’ border incursions, the Sacred Federation’s military expansion, the string of battles that followed.
The press carried all of it, each story more exaggerated than the last. The citizens of the Dark Alliance began to believe an all-out war could break out any day now.
And more than anything else.
“By the way, do you know of someone called Rette, the Chief Inquisitor—the boss of the heresy inquisitors?”
“Ah, yes. I’ve heard the name.”
In truth, he’d seen him in person when he was in the Sacred Federation.
Rette was an extreme war hawk, locked in opposition with Israfil, a moderate Saint and Simon’s aunt.
When the Blood Heavenly Cult tried to start a world war by pitting the Sacred Federation against the Dark Alliance, he was the man who most actively pushed for war—a priest known to have killed more Necromancers than anyone else in the world.
“I obtained a Recording Artifact containing a voice message from that Chief Inquisitor Rette—the one who makes Dark Alliance citizens shudder.”
Neftis waved the Recording Artifact in the air.
“I linked him to the Blood Heavenly Cult. Gave the impression that he was actually their puppet master, so to speak.”
“I see……”
“The war we’re waging against the Blood Heavenly Cult right now stems from this. Both the Dark Alliance and the Sacred Federation are carpet-bombing every Blood Heavenly Cult base.”
Neftis swung her legs back and forth, but her gaze had grown calm and measured.
“The world’s on the brink of outright war—do you think what happened at school matters? This incident becomes just one of the countless atrocities the Blood Heavenly Cult has committed. Or maybe it even works out this way: ‘As expected of Kizen! A single student stopped the Blood Heavenly Cult’s assault on our academy without a single casualty!'”
“But—what if a real war actually breaks out with the Sacred Federation?”
Neftis shook her head.
“No, don’t worry. I know the Pontiff’s temperament well enough. Rette hasn’t truly joined forces with the Blood Heavenly Cult. It’ll all be a precarious balancing act that ends up being smoothed over.”
“……I see.”
A slight chill crept up his spine.
The anti-Kizen faction—those who rose up spouting the theory that Kizen was unnecessary—there was only one moment when they couldn’t utter a word and shrank back in fear.
When the specter of war with the Sacred Federation hung over everything.
Against an opponent like Efnel, who commanded seven Saints and countless Priests, only Kizen was formidable enough. Even a five-year-old child on the street knew that.
On the day of the incident, they struck back at the Blood Heavenly Cult with lethal force while simultaneously suppressing the anti-Kizen faction through war fears. Yet they stopped short of crossing the line with the Sacred Federation.
Swift and clever handling, every step of the way.
If you were the ruler of the Dark Alliance, holding sway over half the continent, you’d need more than just raw power—you’d need to read the tides of the world itself.
“……Disappointed, aren’t you?”
Neftis drew her knees together and rested her chin on them.
“That I’m just as petty and underhanded as any other adult.”
“No, that’s not it at all.”
Simon shook his head gently.
“……As a leader of an organization, I think you made the best possible choice.”
You hadn’t hidden the truth. The students who were the real victims were fine and had no complaints.
But Simon saw Neftis in a new light. Beneath that bright, innocent smile, there was another side to her entirely.
“Well, the most important thing is that you’ve gone through all this hardship.”
Neftis smiled softly.
“You’ve earned merit, so you deserve a reward. Ask for anything. If it’s within my power, I’ll grant it.”
“Ah……!”
A chance to ask something of the ruler of the Dark Alliance.
Such an opportunity didn’t come often.
Or rather, it might be the chance of a lifetime.
“How about this?”
Neftis spoke with eyes sparkling like a child’s.
“Free ice cream for life across the entire Dark Alliance! An ice cream bonanza!”
‘That sounds like just Neftis’s own personal wish, honestly.’
Simon drank a sip of water from the cup beside him, managing an awkward smile.
“Or else…….”
Neftis suddenly wore a sinister grin.
“Give me your daughter! Something like that?”
Pfft!
Simon spat water from his cup. His face flushed crimson as he erupted into a fit of coughing.
“N-Neftis!”
“Isn’t Lorain good enough? Hmm? She looks like me, so she’s adorable! She’s got talent! She fights well!”
Delighted, she bounced on the bed, jostling her hips playfully.
“I raised her carefully, having struggled so long to have her, but if you want her that badly, I suppose there’s no helping it~ Hehe!”
That sly smile was unmistakably the way adults teased children. Simon broke out in cold sweat.
“Um, would a different request be possible?”
“There’s something you want more than Lorain? Out with it!”
Ahem.
He wished she’d stop bringing up Lorain. Heat was crawling up his face.
“The reason the Legion of Betrayal earned its name. The crimes of the 7th Legion that slew its own comrades.”
Simon’s composure returned as he met Neftis’s gaze directly.
“A pardon for those sins. Is such a thing possible?”

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