Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner - Chapter 440

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Necromancer School’s Summoning Genius Episode 440
The conversation of the 330th Class Student Council had stretched from night into the early dawn hours.
“We should introduce a cafeteria rating system!”
Merin raised her voice with enthusiasm.
“Honestly, the food quality is mediocre, but some school cafeterias rely on the surge of students during lunch without actually improving—you know what I mean? So if we implement a student rating system, we can formally demand improvements from places with low scores, and if they don’t change, we boot them out and bring in new cafeterias on campus! What do you think?”
“Oh, that’s not half bad.”
Dick agreed, but Kamibarez offered a counterargument.
“Wouldn’t that pressure cafeterias to cater only to the majority of students’ tastes?”
“But that’s good, isn’t it?”
“No, no! Consider a vegetarian restaurant, for example. It might score low overall, but it’s essential for certain students. I think respecting diversity is important too!”
“There’s also the problem of rating fraud.”
Simon watched the three of them debating and offered a faint smile.
‘They’re really throwing themselves into this, aren’t they?’
He was getting tired and would’ve liked to head to bed, but their enthusiasm was so infectious that he couldn’t bring himself to say so.
“But listen.”
Instead, he gently steered the conversation in a new direction.
“Can the Student Council actually replace campus facilities?”
“Of course we can! We’re not just any student council—we’re the legendary Kizen Student Council!”
Merin puffed out her chest with pride.
She was thoroughly caught up in her vice-president aspirations. And no wonder—she’d become Kizen’s number two practically overnight.
“Realistically speaking, something as major as replacing cafeterias would need adult oversight.”
Dick offered a more pragmatic answer.
“Though if we compile statistics reflecting student opinion and push hard enough, there’s a decent chance they’ll approve the change.”
“Right.”
“Now here’s where the real business begins! Suppose Merin creates an opening through her rating system. Imagine how fierce the competition would be for a spot at Kizen. We run it as a bidding process!”
True to his merchant-class background, Dick understood exactly how money moved.
“And honestly, the Student Council gets quite a bit of funding. Manage it right, and before graduation we could each afford to buy our own ship…”
“Hey! Already scheming to embezzle public funds? You’re going to get us killed!”
“I was merely discussing asset management efficiency.”
Simon turned his head quietly as Merin and Dick resumed their bickering.
“What are you doing, Kamibarez?”
“Oh…”
She held up her notebook with a bashful smile.
“Practicing my meeting minutes!”
“That’s our secretary!”
Merin hugged Kamibarez tightly.
“Your dedication to the Student Council is something else—unlike a certain someone!”
“I protest this administrative discrimination!”
“Shush, commoner.”
Simon laughed.
Though a bit weary, he was grateful they all genuinely loved their work in the Student Council.
And above all, he was glad that after the Department System was introduced in second year, they’d still see each other frequently.
The four of them talked animatedly about their dreams of transforming the school.
“Um.”
Then Merin approached Simon cautiously, glancing at him sideways.
“What is it, Merin?”
“Well…”
Suddenly flustered, she twisted her body nervously, then grabbed Kamibarez’s meeting minutes notebook and held it up to hide her reddening cheeks.
“What do you think about that agenda item you mentioned earlier? The, the entrance ceremony, Chairman…”
Simon smiled faintly.
“Don’t be shy. Just call me like you normally do.”
“Ahahahahaha!”
Dick slammed the table repeatedly as he burst into laughter.
“Wow, tonight is killing me! We just recorded a new episode of Merin’s shy boss saga!”
Dick picked up an empty plate and held it partially over his face, then mimicked a flustered woman’s voice.
“What do you think of this agenda, Chairman~”
“Hey!!! I never said that!”
Merin’s ears burning crimson, she snatched the plate from Dick and hurled it at his face.
Dick toppled backward with a clang, and both Simon and Kamibarez burst out laughing.
“Of course you’d do that now that Simon’s our boss!”
Merin cried out excitedly, her clenched fists trembling with embarrassment.
Simon opened his mouth.
“Just keep calling me the way you always have. Being Student Council President is only for a few years anyway, but we’ll always be friends.”
“……Oh.”
Dick, who had been sprawled across a plate, suddenly lifted his head.
“One sip of wine and now we’re having a cringe festival? Simon’s eternal declaration of friendship!! How precious!”
“……Can’t we just shut him up right now?”

* * *
The next day.
The four of them, who had stayed up all night in excessive enthusiasm, woke just past noon.
After tidying the Lodging and changing into traditional attire they’d borrowed, the four made their way back into Downtown of the Parona Peninsula.
“There are even more people than yesterday!”
Kamibarez’s eyes went wide. Just as she said, people filled the streets, creating a traffic jam.
“Tomorrow there’ll be even more, Kamibarez.”
Dick said, turning back to look at them.
“Why?”
“Because tomorrow is when you can see the real highlight of the Parona Peninsula!”
The Parona Peninsula is a landform that juts out from the continent like a growth. Below it lies a place called Parona Island, and together these two territories are called the Parona Region.
The Parona Peninsula and Parona Island are close enough to be connected by a bridge. And right between these two areas lies a narrow strait.
“Once every two years! At always the same time, a whale monster called Deimos and countless marine creatures pass through!”
Simon exclaimed in surprise.
“Wait. Deimos—is that the same Deimos I have?”
“Yeah, that’s the one!”
Deimos is a massive whale monster capable of creating a special Undead called a Heavenly Whale. Because it possesses the ability to generate a unique wavelength and control marine creatures, it also earned the epithet “Ruler of the Sea.”
Simon didn’t have a Heavenly Whale himself, but he had obtained the corpse of a young Deimos as Undead material and kept it as a Summoned creature.
“Doesn’t it sound absolutely incredible?”
Dick spoke with an absorbed expression, spittle flying as he talked.
“Just imagine—Deimos and countless marine creatures passing through that narrow strait! It’s like the largest ocean show the continent has never seen!”
“All right, we heard you—now move along! You’re blocking people behind us!”
Merin chided him, and Kamibarez spoke up again.
“But Dick, if Deimos is coming tomorrow, where are we going today?”
“To the Deimos Museum! It’s a must-visit on the Parona Peninsula tour.”
Rumble—
Just then, Simon, who had been watching the street behind them, silently wrapped his arm around Kamibarez’s shoulder and pulled her toward him.
“Oh!”
Kamibarez pressed close against Simon as a large carriage rushed past with a loud clatter. Sand dust swirled everywhere, and the surrounding people were covered in the spray.
“Cough, cough! What kind of person drives a carriage through a place like this anyway?”
Merin’s voice rang out with indignation. Meanwhile, Kamibarez’s face had turned red as she looked up at Simon. He spoke quietly.
“You could get separated in this crowd. Just stay close and follow me.”
Kamibarez felt her heart melt as she nodded.
“Yes! Simon!”

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Soon the four made their way through the crowd and arrived at the Deimos Museum of the Parona Peninsula.
True to Dick’s word, this place too was a must-visit stop on any Parona tour. As they entered the large and pleasant interior, the tightness in their chests eased.
“Welcome! I’m the daily guide who will show you around…….”
Because the museum was so vast, a guide came every twenty minutes to lead visitors through.
Simon and his group followed the guide along and listened to the explanations.
“Please look at the map on your left!”
The guide held up an Amplification Crystal and spoke.
An entire wall was a map showing the Parona Region and the surrounding waters broadly. But something glittering was marked on the sea section of the map.
“This marks Deimos’s current location. Here in Parona, we’ve been tracking Deimos’s position a month before the event! Calculating this speed, Deimos should pass through with his retinue tomorrow afternoon.”
The visitors buzzed with excitement at the prospect of seeing Deimos.
‘Hmm.’
Simon in particular had a keen interest, since he actually owned a Deimos of his own. He was listening to the explanation more intently than anyone.
“Does anyone have any questions?”
The guide looked around, but no one raised their hand.
Then the guide’s gaze turned toward Simon.
“Then how about the young man who’s been listening most attentively!”
Simon’s expression shifted to one of surprise.
“Yes! You there, pointing at yourself! Don’t you have any questions?”
“Ah, well…….”
Simon scratched his head before speaking.
“You mentioned that Deimos passes through here, didn’t you?”
“That’s right!”
“Is it possible to catch that Deimos?”
A brief silence fell.
Then laughter erupted from all sides, beginning with the guide.
“Haha! That’s actually quite a good question! Hunting Deimos isn’t forbidden, but throughout history there are only a handful of cases where humanity has managed to capture one. One of those successful hunters is none other than the world’s greatest Necromancer, the Death Witch! Have you heard the legend of the Heavenly Whale that carries Kizen’s freshmen? That Heavenly Whale was made from a Deimos.”
Hearing this, Simon wanted the adult Deimos even more desperately.
Whether he could defeat an eight-rank danger monster was uncertain, but to at least try…….
“However, if you attack a Deimos that enters the Parona waters, you’ll become a criminal and be arrested immediately! During the festival, provoking a Deimos could cause a major disaster! You must keep your distance and only observe from afar! Everyone understands, yes?”
So it couldn’t be done after all.
“No way around it.”
Merin shook her head with a laugh.
The guide continued with detailed explanations about Deimos.
‘The more I hear, the more fascinating it becomes.’
Deimos circled the continent’s waters over a two-year cycle, the guide explained. It always moved along the same route at the same time, and when that route overlapped with another Deimos’s path, the marine creatures under their command would clash in a massive sea war.
The guide even showed photographs taken with a Mana Camera of such wars.
An endless scarlet sea of blood, and countless marine creatures floating in the water with pale bellies exposed.
After such a war ended, the victor would seize control of the loser’s marine creatures through Mind Control and absorb their territory. If the victors were male and female, one-sided mating would begin before death claimed one of them.
“That’s how one of them dies and Deimos offspring are born! The monster world is terrifying, isn’t it?”
Dick, who had been nodding beside Merin, spoke with a serious expression.
“That’s pretty lewd.”
“I hope your skull cracks and you die. You sick bastard.”
Following the guide, Simon’s group toured various parts of the museum before reaching the final section.
“And now, the highlight of our Deimos Museum! The life-sized bone structure of a Deimos!”
Gasps of awe erupted from tourists throughout the space.
An entire floor was filled with the skeletal structure, yet it was so cramped that the tail section had been detached and displayed separately below.
Everyone was overwhelmed by its scale and magnitude.
“Guide!”
Simon couldn’t help but raise his hand.
“Yes, enthusiastic blue-haired student!”
“Is this bone actually real?”
The guide answered with only a light wink.
Simon sighed inwardly.
‘……Right, it couldn’t possibly be real.’
If it had been real, Necromancers would have seized it by any means necessary and used it for creating Heavenly Whales or Undead materials.
“But!”
The guide pointed upward.
“This head section here is indeed genuine Deimos bone!”
Simon and the visitors’ gazes turned upward.
Indeed, the whale’s skull appeared different in color and size from the torso section. The teeth gleamed with golden luster, and the lighting was focused intensely on the head.
“It’s said to be an invaluable paleontological treasure! The damaged teeth were filled in with genuine gold by our museum director! It’s a masterpiece you can only see at our Deimos Museum here on the Parona Peninsula!”
Simon immediately focused his attention on observing the Deimos skull.
The head truly did appear genuine. Necromancer techniques like Cold Processing were evident throughout.
“Hey, president! Where are you going?”
“Just taking a closer look.”
Simon examined the bone carefully from multiple angles.
‘To obtain something like this, how much would you need……? Hmm?’
That’s when Simon’s gaze shifted to one of the visitors.
A single figure draped in an ordinary brown robe. Golden strands of hair swayed at the hem of the robe.
‘Mm.’
Simon’s eyes narrowed.
‘I’ve seen that face somewhere before.’
The person also noticed Simon. His eyes widened sharply, then he hesitated and began stepping backward.
Simon strode forward.
“Excuse me, but perhaps…….”
The visitor spun around and broke into a run without looking back.
“Wait, hold on!”
Simon rushed after him immediately.
“Stop right there!”
He wasn’t the only one chasing the visitor. A red-haired boy suddenly burst out from a side corridor.
Crash!
Simon and the red-haired boy collided in the middle, and in that moment, the robed figure slipped away with nimble footwork.
“Ugh!”
Simon nearly fell from the impact, but he braced himself against his heels and channeled the Dark Element to steady himself. Catching his balance, he looked up.
“I’m so terribly sorry—oh?”
The red-haired boy was staring at Simon.
“You’re the one I bumped into yesterday!”
Simon remembered now. That red-haired boy from yesterday who’d made him fall on his backside.
Of all people, he had to collide with him again.
“Twice! Twice now! I’m so, so sorry!”
The boy bowed repeatedly, his whole body trembling with apology.
“I swear I didn’t mean to! I’m not a pickpocket or a suspicious person—I didn’t do it on purpose! I promise! Please believe me! I’m just clumsy!”
His distress was too raw to be an act. Tears were actually welling up in his eyes.
“Simon!”
“What happened?”
Merin and Dick and Kamibarez came rushing over. Simon raised his hand to signal that everything was fine.
“It’s nothing. We just collided while running.”
“I’m truly sorry! Sniff!”
The boy bowed several more times, then thrust something into Simon’s hands.
“Please accept this as an apology!”
“…What?”
“I bought it at the market—it’s an artifact that makes coins dropped on the ground stand out! Really!”
What the boy had pressed into Simon’s palm was a small keychain.
This is an artifact?
It looked like a mere souvenir. He couldn’t detect even a hint of magical potency.
“Well, I have somewhere to be, so I’ll be going! Again, I’m so, so sorry!”
Then he vanished, hurrying away.
Simon watched his retreating back with suspicious eyes.
‘What kind of person is he, anyway?’

* * *
Gasp! Gasp! Wheeze!
The man in the brown robe, who had just fled the Deimos Museum, was breathing heavily.
“Why…!”
His robe had slipped off in his haste, revealing golden hair.
His identity was Malcolm Randolph.
“Why of all places is that bastard Simon here!”
Crunch.
His teeth ground together involuntarily.
First-ranked student of Kizen.
The very source of all his misfortune had now arrived on the Parona Peninsula.
‘What should I do? Should I change my plans?’
Tap-tap.
Distant footsteps echoed in the distance.
Had Simon followed him? He spun around, but the footsteps stopped as if they’d never been.
“…”
A suffocating tension gripped him.
Then—
Crack.
A sound came from behind Malcolm’s back.
‘Damn!’
Malcolm spun around. There stood a red-haired boy with a sword at his belt, breathing hard.
“Phew! Finally found you!”
The boy held a paper in his hand—a bounty order. His eyes darted between the face on the paper and Malcolm’s face, then broke into a grin.
“Unless I’m mistaken—no, I’m sure of it! Malcolm Randolph, son of the Randolph Gang’s boss!”
“…”
Malcolm dropped low, instantly alert.
“Who are you?”
Shing!
Malcolm’s eyes flew wide. Blood was already trickling down his shoulder.
Flap!
The cloth wrapping whatever the boy had slung across his back went spiraling skyward. A sharp blade was now gripped firmly in his hand.
“Don’t move.”
The boy, who had seemed so loose and careless moments before, spoke in a low, controlled voice, sword raised.
“Next time, I take your head.”

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