Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner - Chapter 460

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Summoning Genius of the Necromancer School – Episode 460
Following the ordeal of drinking spirits from the Skull Bowl, the next initiation rite proved equally horrifying.
The seniors had dug a massive pit beforehand, filled it with contaminated water, and even placed shambling zombies inside.
Spanning that very pit was a crude bridge constructed from stacked and connected monster bones. The second-year students had to cross this precarious skeletal span, which looked ready to collapse at any moment.
No matter how one looked at it, the bridge’s condition was abysmal. Footfalls were missing in places, splintered and hanging precariously elsewhere.
One wrong step and it would be a direct plunge into the foul-smelling cesspool, surrounded by zombies in an absolutely terrifying ordeal.
Of course, the seniors would use psychic control to prevent the zombies from actually biting them, but there was no doubt they’d suffer an unbearable humiliation.
“……Ugh.”
The second-year students, having witnessed the disgusting state of the water pit, were beside themselves with dread, but under Will’s insistence, they reluctantly climbed the ladder and made their way onto the skeletal bridge.
Twelve students total needed to cross the bridge. Soon, one by one, they began their journey across.
-Uuuuuughhhhh!
-Aaaaaahhhhh!
The zombies in the cesspool lifted their heads and flailed their arms. Everyone was petrified, squeezing their eyes shut or fixing their gaze straight ahead.
From below came Will’s irritated voice.
“Cross already! Especially you, Toto! Yes, you!”
“Y-Yes, coming!”
Toto, who had been dawdling, finally set out.
And Simon was last in line. Simon had decided to participate in this initiation rite as well, just like before.
‘Walking straight into the trap himself!’
Will’s lips curved upward.
‘I’ll make sure he never acts so arrogant again. Not after this.’
While Toto ahead kept his posture low, shuffling cautiously, Simon walked with his body relaxed and composed, as if taking a leisurely stroll through town.
Each and every aspect of Simon’s demeanor irritated Will.
Will flicked a hand signal toward a third-year student hidden in the nearby shrubbery.
‘…….’
And Simon saw the entire exchange. He watched the student behind the bushes activate Dark Magic, manipulating something.
Crack!
The foothold of the female student at the very front suddenly collapsed.
“Kyaaaaaaah!”
Her body plummeted downward, and the zombies rushed toward her.
Will burst into laughter.
“Gahahaha! Our first victim is…… huh?”
Just before she crashed into the cesspool, she stopped short, mere inches from the surface. An emerald-green rope had suddenly wrapped around her waist.
“Got you.”
Simon had deployed Cloud. Though the zombies shrieked and lunged forward, Simon effortlessly pulled the Cloud taut, dragging her back up onto the bridge.
“You okay?”
“Oh, yes. Thanks, President!”
Will’s expression flushed red then violet with rage.
‘That bastard and his useless heroics…… again!’
Will gestured. Instantly, the footholds beneath the crossing students crumbled, and three of them fell simultaneously.
Crash!
Thud!
Thud!
Simon’s Bone Armor, ready and waiting, snatched all three of them mid-fall.
“Damn it! Drop them all! All of them!”
Will screamed, his fury at a breaking point.
The third-year hiding behind the shrubs poked his head out with a bewildered expression.
“Drop them all? Then they’ll all fall in the water…?”
“I don’t care—just do it!”
In the end, the repulsive force vanished from the entire skeletal bridge, and it came crashing down in a thunderous collapse.
‘From his profile, I know his abilities well enough.’
Will’s face twisted into a grim smile.
‘Simultaneous control of eight undead. Twelve people total—there’s no way he can handle all of them…… ‘.
<Simon Original – Praetorian Guard>
Of course, he had prepared for this.
Twenty-four skeletons emerged from the brush, dissolving into bone fragments that streaked through the air in cyan flashes.
They caught all twelve falling students, including Simon, then linked together mid-air to form an improvised bridge.
‘What the hell!’
Will’s mouth fell open.
‘He’s building an entirely new bridge out of them?’
“Now! Everyone across!”
At Simon’s shout, they all scrambled across the bridge. Simon brought up the rear, crossing last before retrieving Cloud.
“We made it!”
“Th-thank you, President.”
As the second-year students collapsed in relief, Will strode toward them.
“You bastard!”
He seized Simon by the collar.
“How dare you use Dark Magic during a serious initiation rite!”
Simon tilted his head in confusion.
“Was there a rule against using Dark Magic, sir?”
“Damn it! You shouldn’t have to be told that——”
“Then the same goes for you seniors.”
Simon removed Will’s grip and pointed to the side.
As the brush parted, a third-year student appeared, still manipulating a skeletal bridge structure.
“From the start, you planned to sabotage the bridge with Dark Magic and drop us all into the water, didn’t you?”
“!”
The second-years’ expressions turned cold.
Simon spoke with measured precision.
“If the initiation rite’s purpose was to fall into that fetid water, then yes—I would have done so gladly. But your orders were simply to cross the bridge. So we crossed. Do you have anything further to say?”
Crunch. Crunch.
Being Student Council, Will couldn’t do a thing about it.
Unable to contain his fury, Will ground his teeth before spinning around and shouting.
“We’re moving on to the final initiation rite!”
This time.
Will made a silent vow to thoroughly destroy Simon.

* * *
The third and final initiation rite was divided by gender.
A third-year female student led the girls away, while Will personally oversaw the boys.
“This challenge is what I’d call the pinnacle of our department’s initiation rites.”
Will smiled wickedly as he spoke. When he glanced over, Simon stood there utterly unmoved, perfectly composed.
‘Let’s see how long that calm lasts.’
Will gave an exaggerated cough and surveyed the other second-year boys.
Toto was already trembling with fear, his legs shaking.
“This initiation rite’s task is: ‘an errand.'”
A sigh.
Toto exhaled in quiet relief at those words.
An errand? That was manageable—as long as it didn’t involve drinking vile liquor or wading into sewage.
“You boys are going to sneak into the Female Dormitory of another department and steal their underwear.”
At this outrageous demand, every boy’s jaw dropped open.
“Y-you’re serious……?”
“Damn, you think I’d make a joke of it?”
“We understand!”
There were rules, naturally.
You had to find out the name of whoever owned what you stole, and loudly report which department and which girl it belonged to—a precaution to prevent them from simply purchasing replacements in Rochester.
“Once you complete the errand, you can return the clothing, head back to your dorm, do whatever you like. You’re free to participate in the main event.”
“…….”
“Of course, anyone who fails to bring anything——”
Will cracked his knuckles with a sinister grin.
“Don’t bother coming back. And expect your academic life here to become a complete nightmare.”
Every boy’s face fell in despair.
If caught sneaking into another department’s dormitory by seniors, it would be brutal. Especially if discovered by female students—they’d be socially buried on campus.
‘Now then, Simon Polentia.’
Will smirked at Simon.
‘Let’s see what you do this time! No matter how capable you are——’
“Understood, sir.”
As Simon reached into his jacket pocket, Will instinctively flinched and stepped back.
‘Could he actually——!’
But what Simon withdrew was not what Will had feared.
It was the Student Council Armband, emblazoned with the Kizen crest—which he now wore proudly on his right arm.
“From this moment on, I speak as Student Council president.”
The room stirred.
Simon’s official appointment ceremony would take place the day after tomorrow.
But Jane had already handed him the Student Council Armband so his members could carry out the entrance ceremony smoothly. Will and the other students had no way of knowing this.
‘Surely not……! Has he already received the president’s authority?’
Will’s heart hammered against his ribs, but he forced himself to stay composed.
“……What, what are you trying to pull?”
His voice faltered before the Student Council Armband—he couldn’t help it.
Simon, smiling quietly, withdrew a Memorial Crystal Orb from his inner pocket.
“The Initiation Rite was a long-standing custom among students. I participated out of respect for that tradition. I drank, I crossed the bridge. But.”
Simon’s smile turned cold.
“This crosses a line. You masked criminal behavior as an initiation rite and coerced your juniors into committing it.”
Will’s voice echoed from within the Memorial Crystal Orb.
-You have to break into the Female Dormitory of another department and steal undergarments.
-Of course, if you can’t bring any back, don’t bother showing your face again. And your life in the department will go to hell.
Will’s expression hardened into stone.
Simon slipped the Memorial Crystal Orb back into his pocket.
“H-Hold on! Wait! I think there’s been some misunderstanding, you see—I didn’t mean steal like that……!”
“I have nothing more to discuss with you, Will.”
Simon turned and walked away with purpose.
“Hey, wait! Where are you going!”
Simon batted aside Will’s outstretched arm without breaking stride, and spoke without turning back.
“I’m going to settle this with the department representative.”
The head mattered more than the tail.

* * *
The main event: the drinking gathering hosted by department representative Leonard was reaching its peak.
Leonard clinked glasses with his juniors, laughing openly.
“Why do you all look like that?”
Some second-years babbled away in high spirits, while others sipped their drinks with tight jaws.
A third-year sitting beside Leonard chuckled and spoke up.
“Those ones drew the short straw. They’re probably dreading what’s coming in the rite.”
“You damn kids, can’t keep a straight face in front of your seniors.”
“It’s nothing. We all went through it.”
While Leonard soothed his fellow third-years, he spoke gently to his juniors.
“Don’t worry—I’ll make sure to ask them to go easy on you next time around.”
Several second-year students perked up at this, lifting their heads hopefully.
“Really, sir?”
“Of course.”
Having skillfully calmed the uncertain second-years, Leonard glanced sideways.
“What about Lorain?”
He addressed a third-year female student who was sipping her drink beside him. She kept her eyes forward as she answered.
“Said she was going to the bathroom, but she’s actually searching the Forbidden Forest.”
“Any problems?”
“No—she’s poking around an irrelevant location, separate from where the rite’s happening. The way she’s searching thoroughly without using her authority tells me that ‘rumor’ might be true. I’ve already sent people to bring her back.”
“Good.”
This rite looked like it would go smoothly.
Leonard was inwardly relieved when commotion erupted around him.
‘What’s going on?’
Leonard sensed something was wrong and rose from his seat.
Second-year students shuffled back, and through their parting bodies came Simon, the Student Council Armband wrapped around his right arm.
‘Simon. Back from the Student Council already.’
Leonard’s mind raced.
‘Did Will screw something up……? Wait?’
Then Leonard caught sight of Will trailing behind Simon, hesitating. The way he nervously glanced between Simon and Leonard told him everything—it had blown up.
‘That idiot……!’
“Good evening, senior,” Simon said, bowing respectfully.
Leonard smiled warmly and raised his hand.
“Welcome, Student Council president. That armband suits you well.”
“There’s something I’d like to ask you, senior representative.”
He activated the Memorial Crystal Orb from his pocket.
Will’s command rang out starkly: infiltrate the Female Dormitory and steal the undergarments of female students.
“……!”
The second-year students playing in the Main Event fell silent, their mouths hanging open. They were horrified that such a task would be assigned during the Initiation Rite, and the female students in particular bore expressions of fury.
“Leonard, this isn’t what we agreed to.”
Even Benya, also a third-year, stood with a scowl, arms crossed.
Sweat beads rolled down Leonard’s forehead.
“This.”
And Simon regarded Leonard with an expressionless gaze.
“The senior instructed you to do this?”
“…….”
It couldn’t be.
The third Initiation Rite errand was not meant to be this extreme.
Clearly, Will had been provoked by Simon and, in desperation to trap him, had recklessly overstepped—and this was the result. The picture was unmistakably clear.
Yet even cornered, Leonard did not lose his smile.
“If that’s your answer, what do you plan to do? Run crying to the professors to tattle on us?”
Leonard slowly spread his arms.
“The Initiation Rite isn’t unique to us. It’s a long-standing tradition across all departments. And more than that, we’ve already negotiated.”
Leonard’s voice lowered.
“So long as we don’t interfere in the Student Council president’s affairs, you don’t interfere in third-year matters.”
“…….”
“We gentlemen tried to honor the agreement, but you broke the promise first. Is it fair to take this as a declaration of war? Now that we third-years step forward openly, there’s nothing wrong with us targeting the Student Council, is there?”
In truth, from the beginning.
This Initiation Rite itself had been something close to a trap set for Simon.
If Simon raised an issue with the Initiation Rite, he would be breaking the agreement with the third-years. This would create a pretext for Leonard and the other third-years to challenge the Student Council president position.
If he said nothing, rumors would spread among the second-years that the Student Council president ignored campus wrongdoing and injustice, tarnishing his standing. Either way, Simon’s position as Student Council president would be shaken.
‘Well, what will you do?’
Life at Kizen was nothing but political maneuvering. Leonard was no ordinary opponent.
Simon, maintaining his poker face and holding Leonard’s gaze, slowly nodded.
“Yes, as you say.”
“What?”
A dumbfounded sound escaped Leonard’s lips.
Simon casually shrugged his shoulders.
“I’ve no attachment to a position I’ll soon be returning to Azel anyway. However.”
Simon waved the Memorial Crystal Orb.
“Senior Will and Senior Leonard—I will certainly ensure you bear the full weight as Student Council president. The shame will follow your authority and career for life. The department’s reputation will suffer accordingly.”
“…….”
“If the price of removing me from the president’s chair is that you two seniors sacrifice yourselves, then yes. I’m content with it. I’ll take this to meet Neftis tomorrow.”
Leonard’s lips trembled.
Bluffing.
As for Neftis—even if the Student Council president was directly under the Chancellor, she wasn’t someone easily seen.
But if Vice-Chancellor Jane, a stickler for rules, raised an issue about this incident, the entire school would turn upside down.
The school authorized department welcome events but strictly forbade Initiation Rites—which is why students crept into the Forbidden Forest and conducted these traditions in secret.
Leonard closed his mouth, and Simon tucked the crystal orb into his pocket, offering a faint smile.
“If you find that objectionable, shall we negotiate?”
Leonard’s eyes widened slightly.
“……N-negotiate?”
Leonard thought he was looking at the smile of a demon.

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