Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner - Chapter 408

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The Summoning Genius of the Necromancer School — Episode 408
“Come then, let’s see. Let’s find out just how far you can go!”
A few days prior, the lesson Umbra conducted in the Medical Ward had been straightforward.
Umbra suspended various Necromancy-based Dark Magic circles in the air, and had Simon attempt to replicate them using Chaos.
It was work to find the points where Chaos and Spirit could be made compatible. Power and practical application didn’t matter—success was simply implementation.
Simon had managed to implement the “Soul Sphere,” his first creation, without issue using Chaos, but every other Necromancy spell ended in failure.
‘Well, at least I salvaged one thing.’
In Simon’s hand crackled a spear that evoked violet lightning, snapping and hissing with energy.
The Chaos Spear—with its trajectory and impact, range and duration all determined at random.
But there was something unsatisfying about it.
Simon, who had deep interest in Summoning Studies, had been most anticipating the implementation of Spirit Summoning using Chaos.
“You mentioned there’d be real combat soon, yes? For now, it’d be best to focus on training that technique!”
“Yes, understood.”
“I’ll also prepare Dark Magic compatible with your Chaos based on this data!”
With those words, Umbra gathered up the belongings he’d scattered about.
But among the various items he’d laid out, one thing caught Simon’s eye in particular.
It was a stone.
This stone, carved to resemble a human face, seemed haunted—a ghostly light glimmered within its eyes.
Simon felt as though it were gazing directly at him.
“Ah, so that’s caught your interest!”
Umbra interjected abruptly.
“It’s still too early for you, but since there’s no harm in trying, let’s give it a shot!”
This Spirit Stone was a medium for Necromancy magic that summoned spirits.
With Umbra’s assistance, Simon placed the medium upon the Chaos Magic Circle he had created.
Whoooooosh!
Chaos began to be drawn inward around the medium. Soon the stone’s light faded, and a spirit materialized above it.
A translucent form, a scythe held in hand, a jester’s mask adorning its face—the Reaper.
Hehehehe!
It let out continuous laughter as it circled around Simon, its form tinged with the same violet hue as the Chaos.
“Incredible!”
Umbra exhaled excitedly.
“The incompatibility was so severe that I struggled to tame it, so I kept it as research material. It seems to fit perfectly with your Chaos.”
“W-What is this? Professor?”
Umbra grinned.

* * *
Whoooosh!
Simon’s Chaos Magic Circle blazed with light. As Simon finally took out the Spirit Stone that Umbra had given him and placed it at the center of the magic circle, the light burned even brighter.
[……What the hell is that?]
Hector’s eyes, transformed into a dragon’s, trembled slightly.
Ssssssss―
A spirit materialized from the center of the magic circle.
With a form reminiscent of a joker, wearing a laughing mask and holding a scythe in one hand—the spirit.
“Chaos Reaper.”
“If Summoning Studies has the Lich, then Necromancy has the Reaper!”
Recalling Umbra’s words, Simon spread his arms wide. The Reaper sank into Simon’s shadow, its laughter echoing with delight.
Of course, this was no ordinary Reaper.

Simon was flooded with extreme satisfaction and exhilaration.
My foundation is summoning, after all.
At last, he had created a summon that had never existed before—something entirely new, born from the power of Chaos and the power of spirits.
[You bastard!!]
Hector’s expression twisted.
[You could use Necromancy too!]
“Strictly speaking, it’s not Necromancy.”
Simon corrected him.
“It’s Chaos.”
The moment the Reaper appeared, the battlefield itself changed.
All the Chaos Spears that had fallen to the ground powerless sprouted elongated blades and transformed into scythes.
The Reaper’s first ability: all Chaos Spears become Chaos Scythes.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Purple scythes spun in the air above. The Reaper cackled, flailing his hands as he wielded them.
‘Did I really look that easy to you? And now you’re trying unverified techniques!!’
Hector scowled and dropped into a fighting stance. The black dragon and the Reaper locked eyes, preparing for combat.
Simon and the Reaper both extended their arms.
“Chaos doesn’t need verification.”
Screeeee!
Scraaaaaagh!
Ten scythes flew through the air, spinning wildly and erratically in every direction.
With Chaos’s fundamental effect, every trajectory and movement became unpredictable as the scythes lashed out to tear through the black dragon.
‘Ugh!’
Hector’s entire body was protected by scales of formidable dragon hide. Some attacks bounced off harmlessly, but others pierced the scales and found their mark. A few of the scythes even carried enough raw power to slash through the scales in a single stroke.
‘It’s working!’
Normally Simon would struggle to breach Hector’s scales, but with Chaos—a force specialized in creating variables—the equation changed entirely.
‘I’ll leave the Chaos Side control to the Reaper!’
Simon threw both arms wide. Scattered skeleton bones that lay about the arena lifted into the air and shot forward.
‘I’ll fight my own way!’

Bone shards drove forward with their pointed ends leading, flying like daggers. But his target wasn’t Hector’s scales—it was his wings.
First, he had to cripple his mobility.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Chaos Sides surrounded Hector on all sides, while Bone Nails streamed in from the front. The dazzling barrage of projectiles amazed not only the team members and the Hayward brothers, but even the adults watching.
“As expected of Kizen’s top student, he’s in a league of his own.”
Merin’s father, Daniela, gasped in admiration.
“Did you teach him that purple technique as well?”
The vampire lord Dietrich nudged Richard with his elbow.
“Not at all. That’s Simon’s original creation.”
Richard smiled, adjusting his false glasses.
With Ursula, the Ivory Tower, and the Muir Family watching, Richard was doing his best to suppress the grin threatening to spread across his face.
“Damn it! Don’t give up, Hector! More! More! Fight with more intensity!”
Only Darcos Muir, the patriarch of the Muir Family, paced with his fists clenching and unclenching, his expression one of frustration. He couldn’t keep his hands still as he watched his son struggle.
Richard found it rather satisfying to watch, his gaze shifting back to Simon.
‘Hang in there, Simon!’
Screeeeeeeech!
“Waaaaah!”
Then came one massive blow.
A Chaos Side had sliced clean through one of Hector’s wings as he tried to flee skyward.
Hector’s body reeled, and he crashed back down to the ground.
‘Damn!’
He clapped both palms together and unfurled a Magic Circle, then unleashed a series of small Dragon Breath attacks through it.
Bwooooooooosh!
The Dragon Breath passing through the Magic Circle transformed into a rain of flames that poured down on Simon.
Snap!
Simon’s face lit with confidence as he thrust out his hand. A Chaos Side flew through the air and landed in his palm.
Thump—thump!
Simon lightly swung the scythe in one hand, lowering his body into a combat stance. The Reaper mirrored his position exactly.
‘Let’s go, Reaper!’
The boy and the grim reaper began swinging their scythes in dazzling arcs toward the incoming rain of flames.
Two scythes traced violet trajectories through the empty air, and every flame they met either split apart or crumbled to ash.
The spectators gasped involuntarily.
‘Ungh!’
Yet even when Simon cleanly cleaved through a flame, sometimes it would still come flying toward him and strike his Barrier.
It was the nature of Chaos—its attack power shifted according to its own whims.
‘Creating variables can be a liability for me too!’
In that instant, Hector filled his torn wing with Dark Element and launched himself forward with the speed of a hawk diving at prey.
“Block it, Reaper!”
Clang!
Hector’s fist met the Reaper’s scythe head-on.
“Tch!”
Simon quickly backpedaled and circled around to Hector’s rear.
His fist wrapped swiftly in darkness.

Crack!
The combat magic pierced through the guard and exploded across Hector’s back. Not even his scales could withstand this technique.
Hector crumpled and fell to the floor, and just as Simon was preparing another Heavenly Ominous—
“!!!”
A chilling sensation through their psychic connection made Simon jerk his head back urgently.
Whoooosh!
A violet blade whistled past Simon’s neck by a hair’s breadth. He spun around in alarm.
‘The Reaper?’
-Kee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee!
The Reaper’s pupils had warped grotesquely. Simon’s face twisted into an awkward smile.
‘Oh no!’
Boom! Whoosh! Bang!
The rampaging Reaper suddenly began swinging its scythe indiscriminately in every direction.
With attacks that spared neither ally nor enemy, both Simon and Hector had to scramble desperately across the ground to escape.
[What the hell is this?!]
“I didn’t do it on purpose!”
The Reaper was undoubtedly a formidable Chaos Summon, but it carried one fatal drawback.
If the summoner’s Chaos supply weakened, it would betray them immediately and attack indiscriminately—allies and enemies alike. It became pure chaos, in the most literal sense.
Whether this effect was unique to the Chaos Reaper or common to all Chaos Summons remained unknown.
“Ugh!”
Simon dodged, staggering, then reached down to touch the Chaos Magic Circle drawn on his body.
“Dispel!”
Splooooosh!
The Reaper’s magic unraveled and its body melted away like chocolate cake.
“It attacked its own master? What kind of summon is that?”
Merin muttered in bewilderment.
“Wait, but this is dangerous.”
Richard’s face grew grave.
“Simon’s Reaper time has ended, but Hector is still maintaining his dragon form!”
Crash!
Exactly as he said. Having ceased all offense, Hector rose to his feet.
[Is it finally over?]
“…….”
Simon added one more formula to the Chaos Magic Circle he’d just dispelled and grinned wickedly.
“Not a chance!”
Splooooooooosh!
The melting body of the Reaper exploded with a thunderous roar, scattering into hundreds of Chaos tendrils that shot outward in all directions. They soared into the air before raining down indiscriminately.

Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa!
Violet slashes bombarded the surrounding area like mad, tearing through the sky. Hector fled, drawing up all his darkness, while Simon twisted his body deftly, weaving between the trajectories to evade.
‘Since I’m still connected to the Reaper through our psychic link, I can sense the pattern of the attacks.’
The indiscriminate Chaos barrage fell on all without distinction, but the summoner found it far easier to dodge.
This was the final Chaos magic he could use, trading away the Reaper itself in exchange.
[Aaaaaarrgh!]
Hector shrieked as the Chaos battered him repeatedly.
But the range of the dark magic was too vast. Chaos slashes rained down on Merin and her companions too.
“Fall back.”
Then a sturdy silhouette appeared before them.
Richard raised his hand and deployed a barrier, blocking the onslaught. Violet lightning struck the barrier again and again, ricocheting off.
While Richard held the line, Daniela lifted Hector’s faction students on the other side with levitation magic and brought them across, and Dietrich unfurled a Blood Barrier overhead.
Splat!
“Hmm!”
Then one strand of violet lightning penetrated Dietrich’s Blood Barrier slightly and burst through. The students’ jaws dropped open.
‘It pierced the barrier of the strongest vampire lord here.’
‘Broke through it?’
Dietrich looked at his pierced barrier and laughed quietly.
‘So that’s the extent of it.’
Weak lightning left no mark when it struck, but the strongest lightning was destructive enough to pierce a vampire lord’s barrier—making it the most dangerous, which meant even the weakest strand had to be guarded against.
That was the terror of Chaos.
“Indeed, there’s no better power for creating variables. Formidable volatility.”
Daniela observed.
‘But he’s still not fully in control. He needs more refinement.’
Richard traced his jaw, thinking.
Crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack!
The violet lightning descended in full, and the surroundings brightened once more. The adults had lowered their Barriers as well.
The Beach Before the Sea had transformed into near ruin. Enormous craters pocked the ground everywhere, and between them, two boys stood in a temporary lull, breathing hard.
Hector’s Dragon Form had been released.
Simon’s Dark Element had been exhausted as well.
And yet.
“Winner!”
Dick’s voice boomed across the field.
“Hector, your Barrier is down!”
Simon still had a faint Barrier remaining, but Hector’s Barrier Gauge was completely depleted.
Which meant.
“Match concluded!”
Dick thundered.
“Once again, a perfectly managed bout! Combat Magic flowing into Curses, into Toxins, into Summoning—such breadth of tactics! And a decisive final blow with a revolutionary technique—an absolutely flawless match! The victor iiiiiis……!”
Crack!
The moment Dick’s victory declaration was about to fall, Hector threw a punch at Simon without warning.
“Ugh!”
Simon raised his arm just in time to block, but the force drove him backward in a stumble. His arm throbbed.
“Wait, Hector……!”
“Simon Polentia.”
But something was wrong with Hector’s state. His pupils were stained with an eerie violet light.
“The match isn’t over.”
Grit.
His teeth gnashing, Hector charged forward bare-handed.
“It hasn’t ended!!”

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