Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner - Chapter 436

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Summoning Genius of the Necromancer School — Episode 436
Today was Phantasus’s last day at Resshil.
Phantasus sat in seiza on the mountain ridge, while Simon stood behind him, breathing hard with tension etched across his face.
“Then I’ll begin.”
“Come at me with all you’ve got, apprentice!”
The final assignment of Phantasus’s lesson.
Simon would cast Sleep directly upon him and receive his evaluation. It was time to pour out everything learned over the past week.
Simon began carefully inscribing five-layered Sleep Magic Circles, one by one, behind Phantasus’s back.
And the moment he activated the final five-layered Sleep—
!
Phantasus’s eyes flew wide open.
‘Where… where am I…?’
A blue sky, the blazing sun, flower petals drifting gently across a field.
He couldn’t believe it.
A woman he had longed to see, whom he had dreamed of countless times, held out her hand to him.
“Phantasus, our sleepy head. How much longer are you going to sleep?”
The man beside her spoke.
“Haha! Dreaming is wonderful. Dream big dreams! That’s how you become a great person!”
Tears streamed down Phantasus’s cheeks.
“Mother! Father!”
“Big brother, what are you doing?”
A small girl extended her hand to him.
“Come quick! We promised to go fishing today.”
“Merida…!”
The child-sized Phantasus sat surrounded by his four family members, eating lunch and fishing by a picturesque lake, spending time as though in a painting.
It was happiness.
“This lake has such strange fish! Won’t you give it a try? Phantasus.”
“Yes!”
Returned to childhood, Phantasus moved like a child as well. He bounced around with a bright smile before seizing his father’s fishing rod.
“Father!”
“Hmm?”
“I’m sorry! And thank you!”
His father laughed, looking embarrassed.
“Haha! What’s gotten into you? Don’t be shy like that.”
“Ugh, big brother’s such a dummy! The rod’s shaking!”
Phantasus held back the tears threatening to spill while gripping the taut fishing rod with all his strength and pulling hard.
Whoooosh!
With a rush of water, a massive fish burst forth and soared into the air.
“Wow! Big brother caught a huge one!”
“Splendid! That’s my son!”
“We’re having fish soup for dinner tonight.”
Watching the three of them smile brightly, Phantasus’s tears flowed freely.
And then—
……
Phantasus’s eyes snapped open.
Dense canopy overhead, sunlight streaming through the leaves.
He raised his arm. Gone was the small boy’s hand; instead, a thick palm covered in coarse hair appeared. Legs equally shaggy and substantial came into view.
He touched his face. Rough skin, slightly wet around the eyes.
“Student Council President.”
Glancing to the side, he saw a blue-haired boy watching him with an expression of great tension.
“W-well? How was it?”
Phantasus stared at Simon with reddened eyes wide open.
Tremor.
Tremor, tremor, tremor.
It was not a nightmare.
Not that dream of the moment his parents were murdered.
It had been how long since he dreamed of that happiest time in his life?
Phantasus, his fists clenched tight, let out a loud cry.
“PERFECT!!!”
Rumble-rumble-rumble-rumble-rumble!
Leaves cascaded downward in a rushing whisper, startling mountain birds into flight. Simon exhaled in relief and smiled.
“Was that a sound sleep?”
“It sure was! Finally!”
Phantasus chuckled warmly.
“There’s nothing left for me to teach you now, my successor. You’ve completed your training!”
Simon bowed deeply.
“I’m truly grateful for everything you’ve taught me.”
“That’s my line!”
Phantasus’s eyes glistened as he seized Simon’s hand firmly.
“Thank you for letting me dream ‘that dream’ once more. Sincerely, from the bottom of my heart.”

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Phantasus made his final preparations to leave Resshil.
Simon’s family gathered alongside the townspeople of Resshil to bid him farewell. The week had been brief, yet Resshil had been alive with his presence.
“Sorry for being so loud at night! Hahahaha!”
“Safe travels, Phantasus!”
“Come visit again when your adventures grow weary!”
As Phantasus receded into the distance, he caught Simon’s eye and thrust his thumb skyward.
“You’ll make a fine Student Council President, successor!”
Simon smiled.
“I’ll do my very best!”
After parting with Phantasus, several weeks passed.
Simon refined the Sleep Curse that Phantasus had taught him, training relentlessly while assisting Richard with his duties as lord. He kept in touch by letter with Dick, Merin, and Kamibarez.
And then, at last.
With four days remaining before Kizen’s second-year term began.
“I’m off!”
Simon was finally leaving Resshil. Neftis had sent someone to the garden to prepare a Teleport Magic Circle.
“Go well, Simon!”
Richard’s face flushed with excitement as he huffed through his nose.
“Always conduct yourself in a manner befitting the Student Council President! No matter what provocation or trial you face, never bow your head!”
“Yes, Father.”
Anna grasped Simon’s hand, her eyes glistening with tears.
“Please come home safe and well. Eat three proper meals a day, don’t overexert yourself studying, be careful of carriages in the city, and write if anything happens.”
“I will, Mother!”
As the Teleport Magic Circle blazed with light, Simon burned the images of Richard and Anna into his memory.
“I’ll be back soon!”
With those final words, Simon’s body was engulfed in radiance.

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Langoustin—the capital of the Dresden Kingdom and the harbor city nearest to Rocksum.
It was the starting point where Simon had first arrived after fleeing Resshil.
The towering buildings and the staggering throng of people remained as he remembered.
“Well then.”
Even this labyrinthine city had grown familiar from his previous visits. Simon walked at an unhurried pace.
Langoustin was merely a waypoint. The reason he’d arrived four days before the Entrance Ceremony was simple.
He didn’t want to rush straight to Rocksum Island—he planned to meet up with his Team 7 members and enjoy some time together.
‘I’m looking forward to this.’
His heart thrummed with anticipation.
This was the first time he’d traveled for pure enjoyment with peers his own age, rather than for a mission or assignment.
Of course, Simon had one other purpose beyond simply having fun.
He slipped a hand into his pocket.
Simon withdrew the Student Council President Badge that Phantasus had entrusted to him.
That purpose was.
‘Recruiting Student Council Officers!’
Naturally, the Student Council couldn’t run on the President’s efforts alone. Simon needed people to help him.
-So, who should I appoint as Student Council Officers, you ask?
When Phantasus was still in Resshil, Simon had sought his advice on this very matter.
-Yes, sir?
-Well, it’s simple!
Phantasus spread both arms wide.
—Just form the Student Council with your closest friends, that’s all there is to it!
—Pardon?
Simon’s mouth fell open in surprise. Phantasus grinned, teeth flashing.
—What’s so strange about that?
—Well… if I only pick people I know, won’t I catch criticism for it? It feels like those corrupt officials handing out government posts to their cronies……
—Hahahaha!
Phantasus threw back his head in raucous laughter, rapping the table repeatedly.
—You’ve got an innocent streak in you I hadn’t noticed!
—…That’s hardly a flattering compliment, but I appreciate it nonetheless.
—This isn’t some matter of national politics or factional balance—it’s a school Student Council! The membership is at most five people.
He folded his arms across his chest.
—No matter what anyone says, the Student Council officers are your ‘inner circle.’ You need to enforce school policy and stay busy, but if dissent and conflict arise from within, you’ll accomplish nothing—worse than trying to run things alone! So choose people you trust completely, people who’ll take your side against any outside pressure.
—I see……
—Remember this: selecting the Student Council officers is strictly ‘the Student Council President’s prerogative.’ Choose only those you can trust absolutely, those who will stand by you no matter what external pressure comes.
People I can trust. People who will stand by me.
Simon turned those words over in his mind, weighing them carefully.
—And the four hundred 2nd Years who’ve survived to now are already the continent’s finest talents! Whoever you seat in those positions will do their part.
—That’s certainly true.
—All previous Student Council Presidents did it that way, so don’t worry about that point. In truth……
Phantasus gazed skyward, his eyes clouded with nostalgia.
—Finding four trustworthy friends here at Kizen is the hardest thing of all.
By the time his reminiscence ended, they had already arrived at the meeting place.
It was near the coast where they used to ride the colossal whale during their first year, so the path was familiar. Walking along the shoreline, they soon spotted a large harbor where ships came and went.
And beside the harbor, a small park came into view. This was the appointed meeting place.
‘Oh!’
Someone was already there.
Without thinking, Simon ducked behind a nearby wall.
‘Who is that?’
He carefully poked his head out to see who had arrived first.
Skin as white as jade, hair the color of a clear stream—sky blue. She wore a pastel-colored top with a thin outer garment, a skirt, and shoes, and carried a shoulder bag on her arm.
The girl stood quietly, gazing at the sky and humming a melody. Even her simple hum—mm, mm—was sweet to the ear.
‘…Oh, my heart just started racing.’
Merin, whom he hadn’t seen in some time, seemed more beautiful than ever.
Simon clutched his chest.
‘Being alone together like this is a good opportunity, but how do I bring up the Student Council officer position?’
As Simon stood caught in deliberation, the humming stopped.
“Did you pick up the habit of peeking while we weren’t together?”
Simon’s shoulders jumped. Merin’s blue eyes were fixed on him.
Simon emerged with an awkward smile.
“…Oh, it’s been a while, Merin.”
Merin smiled gently, waving her hand in an oddly formal manner.
Simon soon stood beside her.
“……”
“……”
Wheeeee—
An awkward wind blew past.
They’d spent the entire year stuck together like this, so why did it feel so awkward today?
What should he talk about?
What had they usually talked about?
“……”
Merin beside him was only brushing her hair back nervously. Simon thought that as a man, he should be the one to start the conversation in moments like this.
And if he could naturally steer it toward the Student Council topic, that would be ideal.
“Merin.”
“Ah, yes.”
She looked at him with eyes full of warmth. It seemed she, too, had been hoping he’d speak first.
Small talk about the weather seemed too clichéd, so Simon decided to ask after the people nearby.
“Ser……”
He’d been about to ask how Serne was doing when Simon caught himself and clamped his mouth shut.
Wow, I really have drifted away from school life, haven’t I.
I’ve completely lost my edge.
“Three what?”
“Oh, no. I thought you meant… dressed up for something. You look really nice today. Ha!”
Merin laughed playfully, a faint blush coloring her cheeks.
“Thanks. And you—that white shirt you’re wearing is your school uniform, isn’t it?”
‘Ugh.’
Simon’s face flushed red.
“How did you know?”
Merin snickered.
“Every time we go out to Rochester on weekends, you’re in a white shirt and black pants, you dummy! Please, just buy yourself some clothes. You have plenty of money.”
“It all goes to undead.”
At Simon’s joke, Merin burst out laughing.
“Honestly! You’re really something else—”
Fortunately, the mood had eased.
While Simon breathed a sigh of relief at having gotten past what could have been an awkward reunion—not to mention the Student Council proposal—Merin kept sneaking glances at him.
‘…Still, though.’
Even though she’d teased him about his fashion sense as a joke, the truth was this man had such good proportions that he looked incredible in just a single shirt.
It was then that Merin felt that familiar flutter again.
‘Now’s my chance!’
Simon’s eyes sparkled as he waited for his opening.
“Merin! There’s something I really wanted to tell you!”
“H-huh?”
When Simon suddenly stepped closer, Merin jumped in surprise.
“…Um, I’m not really sure where to start with this.”
As Simon hesitated, circling around the subject, Merin’s face flushed slightly. She too feigned distraction, twirling her hair nervously.
“…Take your time.”
“Actually, this time I…”
Just then, a sound came from nearby. Simon and Merin flinched and turned their heads.
Swish.
Richard, who had been hiding behind the bench all along, quietly lowered his head.
Realizing he’d already been caught, he stuck just his hand over the bench and waved it vigorously.
“Don’t mind me—keep going~ keep going~ ah, youth really is wonderful.”
“Hey!!!”

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