Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner - Chapter 469

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Summoning Genius of the Necromancer School — Episode 469
In the end, the candidate from the Amperzhi Family who had caused the commotion was completely subdued in Simon’s grasp.
The attendants bound him tightly with rope to prevent any further outbursts.
And then.
“Did you see? Did you see?”
The freshmen who had watched the entire spectacle from the ship were now chattering excitedly with Student Council President Hollik.
“He looked so gentle on the ship, but when he fights it’s just—so intense!”
“Did you see how his arm tensed up?”
“The Student Council President is a second-year!”
“So he’s only one year older than us? Does he have a girlfriend?”
The female students huddled together, chattering away amongst themselves.
“Insane. That guy fights so damn cool. Seriously.”
“Is he from the Summoning Studies department?”
“I think he was from Magical Combat. His footwork is fast and the way he parried those punches—”
“You guys have no clue. Did you see that black fire earlier? It’s definitely Dark Reversal Magic.”
The male students were busy analyzing Simon’s combat style with unbridled enthusiasm.
“Please, everyone be quiet!”
The attendants moved through the ship trying to get the students seated, but after witnessing that fight, they simply couldn’t settle down.
Just then, Simon poked his head through the window from outside.
“Hey, it’s dangerous in here on the ship. Could you all sit down and keep quiet?”
“Yes!!”
In a blink, every freshman was seated in their place.
‘When did they start listening so well?’
Simon wore a faint smile as he turned his head back to converse with the staff member. Sighs of longing drifted from the female students scattered around the ship.
“Arthur Bleman. Confirmed.”
Meanwhile, Arthur, who had gone last, showed his Admission Certificate, and now every freshman had boarded. There were no more students coming onto the Dock.
Arthur gave Simon a thumbs up.
“That was truly amazing just now! Simon!”
“Sorry for cutting in. Arthur.”
In truth, if Arthur had gone all out, he would have won that fight easily enough.
“Haha! No, not at all! I was reckless with my fists and lacked proper caution! I’ve learned a great lesson!”
At that moment, the attendant’s expression hardened as she reviewed the roster one final time. Seeing this, Simon asked.
“What’s wrong?”
“Ah, Student Council President.”
She continued, her expression troubled.
“One student hasn’t arrived yet.”
“What?”
Hearing this, the headquarters staff member rushed toward the ship with quick strides.
“All right, freshmen! Starting from the front, count off to the right!”
“One!”
“Two!”
All the freshmen on the ship raised their hands and called out their numbers. The female student at the end of the first level shouted “Two hundred! Count complete!”, and the male student on the second level called “Ninety-nine! Count complete!”
“Total two hundred ninety-nine. One is indeed missing! We’re short one on the second level!”
With departure imminent, the atmosphere grew tense. Simon turned to the attendant.
“What’s the name of the freshman who hasn’t arrived?”
“One moment…!”
The attendant flipped through the documents rapidly before answering.
“Heidi Ferris.”
‘Ah!’
Heidi—that was the freshman he’d met at the bookstore. The mischievous girl who wouldn’t believe him even when he told her he was a second-year.
Hehehehe—
A sinister laugh echoed out.
The Amperzhi candidate, still bound and sprawled on the deck, was shaking his shoulders with laughter.
“Well, well.”
He twisted his mouth into a cruel smile.
“Looks like she’s not coming. Another seat left empty.”
“President!”
The headquarters staff member holding a communication crystal rushed over to Simon, breathless.
“We need to talk for a moment!”
“Yes.”
The new students craned their necks toward the windows, wondering what was happening. Simon walked briskly along the Dock with a staff member, deep in conversation.
“I just contacted headquarters. Apart from our Langoustin team, all the students have departed for Rocksum.”
“So we’re the only ones who haven’t left.”
“That’s right. And when I reported that we’re one person short, headquarters issued new orders.”
The staff member’s face had gone ashen as he continued.
“If no one arrives within five minutes, we’re to put the next candidate on the ship.”
“!”
Simon’s head snapped around. Candidate 1,001, bound with rope, was wearing a meaningful smile.
“I find that hard to accept.”
Simon spoke in a tone of persuasion.
“That candidate used indiscriminate violence and even tried to attack our students. You saw it all happen right here!”
“I understand your position, but those are the orders from headquarters. There’s nothing I can do.”
Kizen’s incoming class had maintained a fixed number of one thousand for centuries. That figure had become a long-standing tradition, and candidates existed precisely to ensure that in case of emergency, the number would always reach exactly one thousand.
If they fell short, Kizen would set aside every other consideration and simply fill the vacancy.
Simon rose onto his toes and scanned the area around the Dock.
‘I don’t see candidates ranked 1,002 or 1,003 anywhere nearby.’
A few other candidates might reasonably be lurking in the vicinity, but only this one from the Amperzhi Family had shown up. Something stank about it.
Thud. Thud.
Simon approached the Amperzhi candidate with quick strides. The boy grinned as if he understood the entire situation perfectly.
“You.”
Simon fixed his expression into something grave.
“You had people kidnap the new student, didn’t you?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
The candidate avoided his gaze, speaking in a drawling tone.
“Come on, don’t be stubborn. Just cut me loose so I can board the ship.”
“…….”
Simon was certain.
This bastard had kidnapped Heidi to get into Kizen.
‘Don’t take the bait. Stay calm.’
Simon drew a short dagger from his Subspace and sliced through the candidate’s bonds.
“Ah, that’s better. The ropes were so tight I couldn’t feel my hands.”
The candidate rose to his feet and rubbed his neck.
“Well then, let’s hurry to Rocksum——”
“Kneel.”
Simon kicked out his legs, dropping him to his knees. His subordinates seized the candidate’s arms firmly, preventing any sudden movement.
“What the hell!”
A smirk twisted across his mouth.
“Since when does a so-called student council president get to beat up candidates like this? Just follow the rules! If one student doesn’t show up, you admit a candidate. What’s so complicated about it?”
It wasn’t entirely wrong.
As student council president, Simon’s duty was to shepherd the new students.
If he simply took this candidate to Rocksum as things stood, the class would reach one thousand, and the entrance ceremony would proceed smoothly.
And this candidate had sold himself to dangerous Dark Magic. In a few months, the side effects would eliminate him from competition on their own.
‘But.’
Simon clenched his teeth.
—It was great meeting you anyway, kid! Pretend you don’t know me when we’re at school!
Simon could not abandon Heidi.
She had done nothing wrong.
She had passed the entrance exam, and if she lost admission to Kizen through no fault of her own, she would spend her entire life consumed by regret and anguish.
Now that I stand here as student council president, I won’t allow that.
‘Find the evidence.’
Simon grabbed the front of the candidate’s shirt and yanked it upward. His body was covered in countless permanent magical circles.
‘……Just as I thought.’
Simon examined the Dark Magic Circle drawn across the candidate’s abdomen with a cold, analytical gaze.
Necromancers’ magical circles differ in their construction, even when using the same Dark Magic—just as fingerprints are unique to each person, so too do a Necromancer’s habits and the character of their Dark Element vary.
Simon had seen this configuration before. The texture of this Dark Element was unmistakable.
‘When Arthur was attacked yesterday.’
That mysterious group that had assailed Arthur.
He’d thought them petty gang members extorting money from outsiders, but when Simon subdued them, they vanished using strange Dark Magic. They weren’t Necromancers, yet they bore permanent magical circles on their bodies.
‘Both this candidate and those thugs—they’re all Necromancers who favor high-risk Dark Magic.’
The pieces were clicking together in his mind with rapid precision.
Simon suspected the mob that had attacked Arthur was connected to this candidate, and there was a strong likelihood that they had kidnapped Heidi.
Their reason for attacking Arthur had probably been to keep him detained for a single day, preventing him from boarding the ship.
But the attempt to kidnap Arthur had failed, so their target had shifted to the easier mark—Heidi.
‘That’s it.’
Though the candidate had lost his mind to forbidden Dark Magic and caused a commotion, his initial suggestion to check the empty seat had been grounded in something—a hunch worth pursuing.
Simon rose from his seat.
“Have you learned anything?”
The staff member approached with an anxious expression.
“How much time do we have left?”
“We depart in five minutes now.”
“Is there any way to extend it a bit?”
The staff member frowned, lost in thought. Then a slight smile crossed his face.
“Well, I suppose I’ll have to file an incident report. I think I can manage to add another ten minutes somehow.”
Fifteen minutes!
“That’s sufficient.”
Simon turned on his heel.
“When fifteen minutes have passed, please don’t wait for me—depart on schedule immediately.”
“Yes, understood.”
Tap!
Simon ignited Dark Element around both his legs like boosters and broke into a sprint.
The freshmen murmured as they watched him disappear, while the candidate let out a mocking snicker.
“Go on, tire yourself out. It won’t work anyway~”

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Tap! Tap-tap!
As Simon ran down the empty beach path, he opened a massive Subspace.
“Come out. Achemous.”
Whoooosh!
A man with wings black as a raven burst forth from within it.
[You called, young master!]
Achemous, captain of the Skull Wing Squad.
Before boarding the Teleport Magic Circle to leave Rocksum, he needed to venture beyond the island’s boundaries—in case Magnus attacked him. It was a precaution.
He had sworn not to deploy Ancient Undead within the city proper, but circumstances demanded it.
“Suppress your Dark Element as much as possible, and carry me skyward.”
[I obey!]
Achemous seized Simon in his arms, then surged skyward on the strength of his wings alone. The soaring buildings of Langoustin blurred past, and in moments they broke through the roofline into open sky.
“Ugh!”
Simon squeezed his eyes shut, bracing against the pressure.
Then, moments later.
Flutter!
Flutter!
Two black wings spread rigid against the heavens.
Simon hung suspended above the clouds. The buildings and people below had become distant specks.
‘Good. At this height, no other Necromancers will spot us.’
Simon turned to look at Achemous.
“Achemous! Do you remember the feather you gave me at Pier’s Ruins?”
[Of course I do, young master!]
Simon’s eyes gleamed.
“You said you could find it, no matter where it is?”
Achemous nodded.
[Certainly.]

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“……”
Heidi opened her eyes.
A place she didn’t recognize. When her vision cleared, there it was—this place. If she craned her neck forward, she could make out a sofa or bed, and this was a kitchen.
Those people had probably rented some lodging somewhere and were using it as their hideout.
Clank!
Both her arms were bound by chains fixed to the wall.
She had cried so much her eyes stung beneath. Her whole body felt limp. A bowl sat on the floor in front of her scraped knees from all her thrashing.
“What, you haven’t eaten a single bite? Is that how you repay our sincerity?”
The bearded man with the sour expression laughed with a coarse, rattling sound.
She ignored his words and turned her head. The window came into view.
“……!”
Beyond the glass, daylight was breaking bright and clear.
“No, this can’t be happening!”
She tried to stand from her seat. But the metallic clang of chains rang out, and her body was forced back down.
“Please, let me out of here……! Please!”
She begged through tears streaming down her face.
“I’m begging you! I have to get to Kizen today! The ship will be leaving soon!”
The men who had taken Heidi burst into laughter.
“Give it up.”
“It’s probably already left by now.”
As the light grew brighter, a vast despair clouded Heidi’s vision like mist. All those efforts to enter Kizen drifted past like smoke, shimmering and dissolving.
When she first opened her Core.
When she created the Black Arrow.
When she trembled while solving the first problem of the entrance exam.
And finally, the day she received the admission letter from Kizen. When she and her parents embraced each other and wept tears of joy.
All of it had come to nothing.
The day before admission.
Taken by kidnappers because she’d let her guard down.
‘……I want to go.’
She closed her eyes, staring out at the window growing steadily brighter.
‘I want to get to Kizen. Even if it means selling my soul to the devil……!’
The man watching her smiled.
“It’d be best if you just gave up now. Even if you left this instant, you’d be…….”
Crash-crash-crash-crash!
As the glass window shattered, the girl witnessed a miracle unfold before her eyes. A high-pitched whine like static filled her ears.
Feathers.
Through the broken window poured tens of thousands—no, hundreds of thousands of crow feathers, flooding the room and turning everything pitch black.
And emerging from the explosion of black feathers was a boy in a dark school uniform.
Screech—
As he slid his feet across the floor with a graceful advance, he cut through all three men in a single motion.
Flutter.
While the black feathers swirling around her briefly obscured Heidi’s vision, the boy passed forward, and she watched as the three men rocketed into the air, spraying blood.
Thud!
Crack!
Crunch!
Their bodies were driven into the ceiling and walls.
“What’s happening!”
The men from the living room rushed in, only to be struck by more enormous black feathers flying through the window and sent flying.
“It’s not too late yet.”
A gentle voice, as if calming her heart.
Between the descending black feathers, a boy with blue hair made his eyes gleam with light.
With a gesture from him, metal snakes appeared from nowhere and crushed her chains to bits.
“You are……!”
As her arms came free, Heidi’s eyes widened in shock. The boy smiled brightly and extended his hand.
“I’ll take you there. To Kizen.”

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