Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner - Chapter 447

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Necromancer School’s Summoning Genius — Chapter 447
—Uuuuuuuuuu!
As dawn swept in, brightening the darkness, a sound like a ship’s horn echoed across the Parona Peninsula.
“What? What is it?”
Merin bolted upright in alarm. Others’ eyes snapped toward the sound.
Between the edge of the Parona Peninsula where they stood and the Parona Island across the way—
through that narrow stretch of sea—
Whoooooosh!
countless sea creatures surged past in a teeming mass.
“No way!”
Dik’s mouth fell open.
“It’s Deimos!”
“That can’t be! The monster whale doesn’t come until afternoon, Battin!”
“It’s not Deimos!”
Kamibarez cried out, her eyes gleaming with tears.
“It’s Simon!”
“What?!”
Whoooooosh!
Leading that multitude of sea creatures was the skeletal frame of an Undead Deimos.
And perched atop it, arms folded, was a blue-haired boy.
“Simon! It’s Simon!”
“Siiimon!”
Simon gave a casual wave toward his companions, then turned his gaze forward once more, his expression hardening.
He drew a sharp breath.
His eyes blazed as he channeled an Absolute Command through his link to Deimos.
[Eliminate every Naga in this area.]
Deimos’s jaw gaped wide, unleashing a tremendous wave. Every sea monster bent to his will.
‘Charge!’
The Nagas moving toward shore were met instantly by an endless swarm of marine creatures.
Crash! Boom! Boom! Crash!
Their formation crumbled like a dam shattered by a tidal wave. Octopus-like monsters coiled their tentacles around five or six Nagas at once, while fanged beasts tore through them whole.
Some were Danger Level 3, even exceeding Level 4. Though they outnumbered the sea creatures, the Nagas—mostly Level 2 creatures on average—stood no chance in the ocean.
Squelch!
Crunch! Crackle! Snap!
Holes pierced through Naga bodies as tentacles wrapped around them, snapping their necks.
And commanding the sea with serene authority stood Simon.
Everyone’s eyes were riveted on him.
The tide of battle had turned in an instant.
“Whoa! Whoa! This is insane! Awesomeeeee!”
Dik gasped in admiration without pause.
“Simon, you absolute madman! Did you really steal Deimos’s forces?”
“Go, Simon!”
“Kill them all!”
Kamibarez and Merin bounced on their feet, cheering themselves hoarse.
And behind them, one more figure.
“Ah.”
The Journalist reached for his Mana Camera, eyes trembling as he beheld the spectacular display.
Only enough mana left for a single final shot.
‘This is the scoop of my lifetime.’
Trembling.
With shaking hands, he raised the Mana Camera, focusing on Simon astride the Undead Deimos.
‘A Kizen student, and—’
“That’s our president! Go, go, go!!”
The Journalist pressed the shutter as he heard Merin’s elated cry.
‘The debut of the new Kizen Student Council President!’
The Mana Camera flashed brilliantly, capturing Simon commanding the monsters atop Deimos in a single frame.

* * *
Simon’s arrival had completely reversed their fortunes.
He’d put Deimos to sleep with Sleep magic when it was supposed to arrive far later, seized his forces, and swept away the Nagas in a spectacular display of power—it was Simon’s one-man show.
This victory was far more than a simple win—it marked Simon’s first decisive step as Student Council President. It was a tremendous achievement to have saved an entire region from monsters right at the start of his career.
The only real concern had been the people scattered in hiding who hadn’t made it to the lord’s castle in time, but once the crisis passed, they all returned safely.
They’d sheltered in various places—basements, forests, caves—yet every survivor gave the same account: they’d been helped by a blond boy in a robe.
As dawn broke fully and the Nagas occupying the waters vanished, ships began arriving at Parona. Tourists could now board them and leave the island safely.
Simon and his companions were near collapse from battle fatigue, so they decided to rest in Parona for a while before heading back.
And then.
” Kizen’s New Student Council President, Simon Polentia. Saves Parona!”
The moment Simon opened his eyes, he found himself staring at a rather embarrassing newspaper article handed to him by the Parona authorities.
“Ugh!”
Heat flooded Simon’s face.
The photograph showed him mounted atop Deimos, wearing an expression of such stern gravity that his arms were crossed against his chest.
‘I was actually doing that?’
He couldn’t believe it. Beside him, Dick was already rolling across the floor at the sight of the photo.
“Ahahaha! Simon! Your expression is so serious!”
Kamibarez wiped tears from the corners of her eyes as she spoke.
“You! You knew the journalist was there and struck that pose on purpose, didn’t you?”
Merin jabbed Simon’s arm with her elbow. Simon simply covered his forehead with his palm.
“Hehehehe! Keke! Congratulations! Hero of Parona!”
Dick laughed cheerfully and clapped Simon hard on the back.
“Ah, it’s such a shame this is just a regional paper! If it were a major publication, your confident look could’ve spread across the entire continent…….”
“Please stop.”
Simon was on the verge of absolute mortification. Merin patted his shoulder soothingly.
“Do you know how rare it is to make the newspaper? It’s all credentials, reputation, and capital.”
“Yeah, making the newspaper isn’t easy. Pride of the Langoustin Grand Theater! Voice of the Heavens, Merin Billenne!”
“You!!!”
Merin’s face flushed crimson as she shrieked and lunged. Dick sidestepped with nimble ease.
“You can’t run indoors!”
Kamibarez stopped the two of them from fighting.
“Aaaah! Wait, wait!”
Dick, caught by Merin in a headlock, spoke urgently.
“This isn’t the time! There’s an urgent problem!”
“Don’t mess with us.”
“I’m serious!”
Dick looked toward Simon and spoke.
“School opens tomorrow! Did you all forget?”
The three of them froze. Merin finally released Dick’s hair.
“If we’re going to make it for the opening ceremony, we need to leave now, but all the regular ships are probably shut down because of this crisis.”
“That’s a real problem.”
Merin looked at Simon.
“Simon. Can’t you ride your Deimos there?”
“……My Deimos is designed for one rider only. And it’s completely exhausted from today’s battle.”
The four of them huddled together, wondering how they could get to Rocksum.
Knock, knock, knock!
A knock sounded at the door. When Kamibarez cheerfully said “Coming!” and opened it, a woman in a robe with an unfamiliar face walked in.
“W-Who are you?”
She immediately lowered her hood and bowed respectfully.
“Pleased to make your acquaintance. Second-year students. I am a servant sent by the school.”
When she showed them the Kizen insignia, the four felt relief wash over them.
“Our school has received word of your impressive conduct.”
She placed the insignia back in her robes and continued.
“Along with our commendations for your hard work, we have decided to install a Teleport Magic Circle in Parona tomorrow to ensure your comfortable return.”
“Perfect timing!”
Dick cheered loudly.
Simon broke into a relieved smile, and Merin and Kamibarez high-fived each other.
“Our teleportation technicians are already here, so it will be completed without issue by early tomorrow morning. I came to tell you to rest easy and relax.”
“Thank you so much!”
“Oh, and.”
She smiled slightly and pointed beyond the door.
“This is just a personal suggestion, but if you visit Whale’s Hill now, you should be able to see a magnificent view.”
“!!”
At those words, all four of them scrambled into their shoes and bolted outside.
“Come on, everyone run!”
“Dick, let’s go together!”
“Hey! You’re wearing my shoes, you rascal!”
And so the four of them raced at full speed to Whale’s Hill, trampling through puddles of dark water. Their eyes went wide.
“Whoa!”
Against the backdrop of the sea stretching endlessly before them, countless marine creatures were swimming in every direction.
Splash! Splash!
As if exchanging signals, fish and sea monsters leaped in unison above the water’s surface—a spectacle that left their jaws hanging open.
They couldn’t tear their eyes away.
“Simon! Everyone! We can see better from over here!”
Since all the tourists had evacuated from the island, only these four remained to witness Whale’s Hill.
They’d effectively rented out a tourist destination visible only once every two years—all to themselves. They sat comfortably on the ground, their faces split with beaming smiles.
“The ruler arrives at last!”
Dick shouted.
-Ooooooooooooooo!
Then came a great, whale-song-like cry, and finally the festival’s main attraction—Deimos—was passing through the sea.
Though not fully revealed, with only its blowhole above the water’s surface, the creature’s massive, pitch-black shadow alone was enough to overwhelm anyone who beheld it.
“It’s huge!”
Merin’s eyes went round as she cried out.
“Even compared to Kizen’s Yellow Spring Whale, it doesn’t fall short!”
“It’s amazing!”
The other three were marveling at the creature’s size, but Simon, having faced it directly beneath the waves, maintained a more measured response.
‘Still, the scale of what I controlled was different after all.’
The marine monsters that Simon’s Undead Deimos had controlled were returning to their original master, Deimos itself.
Just then, water erupted from the whale’s blowhole as it surfaced.
Whoooosh!
The seawater shot from the blowhole traveled an unbelievable distance, and soon came crashing down precisely where Simon and the others were sitting.
“Argh! What the—!”
“Kyaaaa!”
As the four of them were caught off guard by the sudden deluge.
Splash!
This time Deimos itself leaped above the surface.
Everyone’s mouths fell open. The colossal creature soared into the sky, its eyes swiveling. Those eyes were fixed on Simon.
Simon met Deimos’s gaze and smiled faintly.
“Glad to see you’re in good spirits.”
Then Deimos plunged back into the sea, and the recoil sent the ocean churning upward into the air.
Whoooooosh!
A downpour fell on the peninsula. The seawater soaked their school uniforms through and through.
“Oh, what is this! We’re completely drenched!”
Merin’s voice came with her usual complaints, yet her mouth was stretched wide in laughter.
“Haha, Simon. You look like a drowned rat.”
“So do you, Kami.”
Hahahaha!
Though their clothes were soaked, all four burst into hearty, unrestrained laughter. What had started as a small moment somehow spiraled into an endless cascade of giggles.
Before them, a mesmerizing ocean show as Deimos passed.
From the sky, a refreshing shower of salty seawater.
Beside them, good friends laughing like drowned rats.
Everything that surrounded them in that moment was perfect.
“Well, tomorrow school starts at last!”
Dick threw his arms wide with unbridled excitement.
“We have to shout out a cheer before we leave!”
“A cheer?”
“What’s that?”
“What do you think?”
Dick called out loudly and clearly.
“Simon’s Kizen 330th Class Student Council! Fighting on, this year too!”
The other three smiled and raised their voices in unison.
“Fighting!”
Whoooosh!
As if to celebrate the four of them, a column of water surged forth once more from Deimos’s blowhole. A beautiful seven-colored rainbow arced across the sky.
Simon gazed at the sight and smiled.
‘School’s finally opening.’

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