Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner - Chapter 404

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Summoning Genius of the Necromancer School 404
As Simon rose from his seat and walked toward the podium, roars of applause erupted from scattered points across the audience.
Thank you! You’re a hero! That was amazing! Such words echoed and buzzed in his ears. All the students knew of Simon’s prowess and struggle during the promotion exam.
Simon felt a peculiar twinge in his chest.
From the day he was summoned at the start of the term—when people whispered “Who’s that?”—everything had shifted so completely in a single year.
Once on the platform, Simon bowed respectfully to Jane before gazing down at the assembled students from the lectern.
‘There’s already a script prepared.’
Simon loosened his throat lightly, then began reading through the elegantly composed text without hesitation.
The flowery language was somewhat excessive, but the essence amounted to a familiar promise: he would not grow complacent and would continue to fulfill his duties as a student.
‘Reading through it like a textbook would feel rather hollow.’
Near the end of the script, Simon paused and looked out at the students.
“The Saint Incident, the Blood Heavenly Cult Incident, the Pre-wartime Curriculum, and the integrated second semester—we’ve weathered considerable challenges. I’m grateful we’re here together at this Promotion Ceremony.”
The broadcast technician, who had been listening with satisfaction in front of the Mana Camera, suddenly went pale.
Apart from ignoring the script entirely, the Blood Heavenly Cult Incident was explicitly forbidden from mention.
‘We worked through all that hardship. Surely this much is acceptable, Kizen headquarters.’
The broadcast technician frantically signaled him to stop, but Simon simply smiled and raised his gaze. Beside him, Jane was smiling as though she couldn’t have stopped him even if she’d tried.
“We survived the competition. Or put another way, we eliminated six hundred students through it. I hope we’ll carry that weight, never grow complacent, and give our utmost effort on their behalf for the years to come.”
With those words, Simon concluded his address with a sense of relief.
“I look forward to working with you all in second year. Thank you.”
Simon withdrew amid thunderous applause from the students.
The broadcast technician, his face flushed crimson, stood waiting with visible irritation.
But—whoosh.
Jane began her own remarks while gesturing Simon down. The broadcast technician waiting below was left chasing smoke.
She spoke in a quiet voice.
“I’m sorry, Simon. I was on the scene, but I couldn’t help in any way.”
“Surely not, Professor.”
It would have made no difference regardless.
It was a reversal orchestrated by a professor who’d worked twenty years at Kizen, and a plan that a monster like Silaji had spent more than a century preparing. Simon understood it was beyond anyone’s control.
At that moment, as Simon turned to leave, Jane spoke to his back.
“Congratulations on advancing to second year.”
“Ah, thank you so much!”
After parting with Jane, Simon exited behind the stage and returned to his seat.
And then came the final act of the ceremony.
The moment all the students had been waiting for.
“Yes! Finally!”
Dick fastened a Red Badge—the symbol of second-year students—to the collar of his School Uniform.
“Now we’re officially second-year students at Kizen!”
“So? How do I look, Simon?”
Merin, having affixed her own Red Badge, twirled gracefully in place like a model showing off an outfit.
“Do I look more like a senior now?”
“Yeah, definitely more dignified.”
Simon laughed, arms crossed.
He remembered being tense just seeing that red emblem back in first year. Now that they wore it themselves, it felt surreal.
“Simon!”
Kamibarez hurried over.
“May I pin your badge for you?”
“Oh, thanks.”
She rose onto her toes and fastened the red badge to his collar. Then she stepped back two paces, clasped her hands behind her back, and admired his appearance.
“It matches perfectly with your necktie!”
“Thank you.”
This time Simon pinned Kamibarez’s badge as well, and with that, the entire Promotion Ceremony came to an end.
Students scattered freely, and parents who had been waiting in the back seats or along the sides of the Grand Hall flowed forward. They embraced one another, laughing and crying. Joyful exclamations burst forth from every corner.
“I’m so proud of you!”
“You’ve fulfilled our family’s long-held wish!”
Simon, separated by the crowd, watched the touching reunions unfolding throughout the hall.
“Hey, Simon!”
Dick then approached with a grin and tapped his shoulder.
“Just in case—go look for your parents! They might’ve come.”
“No, my parents absolutely couldn’t come….”
But Simon’s eyes went wide.
“When did you change out of your School Uniform, anyway?”
Pfft!
Richard suddenly grabbed his stomach and burst into laughter. Simon blinked in confusion, then belatedly realized something and opened his mouth.
This person was subtly different from Richard.
“Hey, Simon!”
And appearing from behind with the same greeting was Richard in his School Uniform, waving his hand with a grin.
“Aw, what a disappointment! We’ve been roommates for a whole year and you still can’t tell us apart?”
“I told you. I said I’d never figure it out! Ha-ha-ha!”
At a gesture from the casually dressed Richard, the uniformed one flicked his tongue and tossed a coin with a ting. They’d made a wager.
“Wh-what’s going on? Richard?”
“Let me introduce you.”
The uniformed Richard draped an arm around the casual one’s neck and grinned widely.
“This is my second-oldest brother. Name’s Dan Hayward. And this is my best friend Simon Polentier.”
“Call me Dan. It’s nice to meet you!”
“Please, the pleasure is mine.”
Dan and Simon shook hands while Richard offered an explanation.
“The eldest, the second, and me. We’re triplets!”
“Oh, I… I see.”
Since Richard had always complained that his father only treated the eldest as a true son, Simon had never imagined there were three of them born together.
“Hello! Friend of Richard’s!”
“Hello! Friend of Richard’s!”
More of Richard’s brothers appeared. This time they resembled him, but their features were distinctly different, and they were noticeably shorter.
“The one on the right is the fourth, Bill Hayward, and the one on the left is the fifth, Al Hayward! These two are twins as well.”
What an extraordinary family. Triplets, and then twins again.
“Younger brothers, then. Pleasure to meet you.”
Simon shook their hands. He’d only extended his right hand, but the twins deliberately lifted his left and shook both at once.
‘It’s like there are four Richards now.’
These brothers shared identical looks and temperaments.
“Richard! Today we smuggled in a shipment of flowers! We made a nice profit selling them in Rocksum!”
“Flowers? That’s small-time. Me, I go straight for gift sets!”
“Anyone interested in the Rocksum stone business?”
Even their business talk was the same.
“Wow! All the girls from Kizen are gorgeous!”
“Richard, you lucky bastard!”
“Is it cheating for a Necromancer to be that pretty?”
Their taste in women was identical too.
All four of their heads and eyes moved in perfect synchronization. They gazed reverently at the girls walking past, their skirts swishing, as if admiring wordless works of art.
“Everyone! Just a moment…!”
Simon alone felt a chill at being associated with them. He raised his arms to block their line of sight and cried out to Richard.
“Richard! Do something about this!”
“Doesn’t matter if I try to stop them. Best to just leave them be.”
Richard shrugged and shook his head.
“My brothers have spent their whole lives working the harbor, seeing nothing but rough-and-tumble sailors. Of course their eyes go wild when they see schoolgirls.”
“Richard! That sister is the most beautiful!”
Bill, the fourth brother, then pointed his finger at a schoolgirl with sky-blue hair.
“Huh, you’ve got taste.”
Al, the fifth, chuckled in agreement. But just then, that very same schoolgirl was approaching them.
“Simon!”
It was Merin.
At the sight of her approaching with a radiant smile, the Richard brothers went rigid. Appreciating women from afar and actually being acquainted with one were two entirely different matters.
“Simon, say hello. This is our father.”
“Huh?”
Simon’s eyes widened. A man in formal attire with the same sky-blue hair as Merin stood there with a gentle smile.
“Dad, this is Simon. He’s in my study group and helped me out so much throughout the term.”
“I’ve heard quite a bit about you from my daughter. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”
Daniela extended his hand.
“It’s… it’s an honor to meet you, sir!!”
Merin’s father!
Simon suddenly felt the tension grip him. He shook the man’s hand and bowed respectfully.
“Mm.”
And Daniela, observing Simon’s posture, tone, and manners as a nobleman, gave an approving nod.
“You’ve learned well. Where are your parents? What lands does your father govern? Are you fond of wine?”
“Dad!!”
Merin smacked Daniela’s back. Simon laughed.
“He’s occupied with work and couldn’t attend the Promotion Ceremony.”
“Ah, what a pity.”
This time, Merin introduced Richard to Daniela. Richard also presented his brothers to Merin.
“My second brother is Dan Hayward.”
“Yes, hello. I’m Merin Hillenner.”
Merin lifted her skirt hem and bowed politely. Dan, his face flushing slightly, struck the back of Richard’s head repeatedly while murmuring.
“Wow, Dick! You’ve really made something of yourself, haven’t you? Huh?”
“Ow! That hurts!”
“Isn’t Merin pretty? Why didn’t you make a move on her?”
“…Brother.”
Richard twisted his entire body in genuine disgust.
“Let me be clear. Forget everything else—just spend one week with her. Then you’ll see her true colors….”
Thwack!
Merin suddenly flew in from the side and sent Richard flying with a side kick.
She rose casually and smoothed down her skirt.
“What was that blockhead telling you, Dan?”
Dan quickly raised his hands in response.
“I don’t know who you’re talking about.”
“Dan! Traitor… ahhh!”
Watching Richard get trampled by Merin, Dan’s mind descended into chaos.
…What on earth was Kizen?
“Simon~”
From behind, Kamibarez came scurrying over with her hand waving, and you could see the cute bat wings on her back fluttering.
“I’m changing my first priority to that sister.”
Bill, the fourth brother, said quickly.
“She’s not really our senior—she seems about our age.”
Al, the fifth brother, said.
Kamibarez also stopped walking and looked at the Hayward brothers with bewildered eyes.
“D-Dick has four…?”
“Let me introduce you. Kamibarez.”
Richard, who had been sprawled on the floor from the kick, quickly sprang to his feet.
“From the right, there’s Dan, the second; Bill, the fourth; and Al, the fifth.”
“Nice to meet you!!”
The brothers approached eagerly.
Kamibarez, shy by nature, rolled her eyes uncomfortably for a moment, then bowed her head deeply.
“I’m Kamibarez Ursula! P-please be nice to me.”
‘…She’s adorable!’
All three brothers’ cheeks flushed at once. Bill spoke quickly.
“A-are you really a Necromancer too, sister?”
“Have you handled skeletons?”
“Oh. Yes. They’re a bit frightening, but I’ve gotten used to it now.”
As expected, Kamibarez was quite popular. She answered the barrage of questions from Richard’s brothers in her sweet, gentle tone.
Simon watched the scene with a faint smile.
[It’s been a long time.]
Suddenly, a voice only Simon could hear came from the ceiling.
Simon looked up in surprise and saw a man hanging from the ceiling like a bat, legs pressed together.
The strongest Ursula alive, the Vampire Lord.
And Kamibarez’s father.
‘Dietrich Ursula!’
Swoosh!
Dietrich dropped from the ceiling and stood before Simon.
A thick neck and shoulders broad as plains. His legs were slender, and he wore what looked like a black cloak—the same appearance as before.
Simon quickly placed a hand on his shoulder and lowered his stance in a bow.
“I bow before you, Vampire Lord.”
“Ho.”
When Dietrich smiled, his protruding fangs gleamed.
“For a human to know vampire etiquette!”
That peculiar oppressiveness still hung in the air. Simon wiped cold sweat from his brow and lifted his head.
“I, I apologize if I’ve overstepped?”
“Hahahaha! No, you’ve learned well!”
He lifted the corner of his mouth in a smirk.
“Who taught you such things?”
“My father——”
“Father!!”
Kamibarez came rushing over in alarm. Dietrich flinched and turned around.
“Father! Why are you causing a commotion again!”
“Ahem! My daughter Kamibarez. I was merely——”
Simon let out a stifled laugh. The mightiest vampire in the world, lost for words before a tiny girl, remained an unforgettable sight.
“Well! In any case.”
Dietrich stepped forward to face Simon once more.
“I held no expectations for my daughter to survive until promotion to 2nd Year at Kizen, being as delicate as she is.”
Dietrich’s eyes shifted toward Kamibarez.
“I owe you my thanks. This child’s survival is due to your aid, you who rank first among the first-years.”
“You honor me with such words.”
Simon’s lips smiled, but his eyes grew sharp.
“Everything is purely the result of Kami—rather, Kamibarez Ursula’s own effort.”
“Hmph.”
“You say you helped me? On the contrary, I received help from you. You were there when I struggled, and when I was poisoned during the Practical Assessment, you saved my life.”
“Si, Simon——!”
Kamibarez looked at Simon with startled eyes.
“She is no longer a child you must protect, Vampire Lord.”
Dietrich’s facial muscles twisted. Seeing his reaction, Kamibarez gasped and stepped in front of Simon.
Crack.
Crack-hahahahahaha!
A thunderous laugh shook the Grand Hall.
“Your impudence has not changed a bit, human!”
An overwhelming presence and force.
Richard stood somewhat dazed, unable to summon the courage to draw near.
“……Kami’s dad is scary.”
“Your friend has guts, speaking like that in front of him.”
A second-year spoke.
The atmosphere had eased, and Simon and Dietrich were now conversing freely.
“Does your father come here? I’d like to meet him once.”
“Ah, well that is——”
Footstep. Footstep.
Simon’s words ceased. Someone was approaching.
Sensing the presence, Simon turned around.
‘……!!’
Simon’s mouth fell open in shock as the man came into view.
“Pardon me, ladies. I’ll just pass through.”
The man excused himself to Merin and Kamibarez as he went by. Both their faces flushed crimson.
‘He looks so much like Simon…….’
Kamibarez’s eyes darted urgently between Simon and the man.
‘That person——! Whose face did I say resembled him!’
Merin looked down at her wrist. The handkerchief was still tied there.
And Simon was the most shocked of all.
‘F, Father?!’
“Ha ha!”
Richard, in disguise, raised his hand with a laughing face.
“It’s been a while, hasn’t it? Nephew!”

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