Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner - Chapter 47

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Necromancer School’s Summoning Prodigy Episode 47
At the entrance to the Abandoned Castle hung a dozen or so people suspended in cocoons of webbing, looking as though they were moments away from being devoured by spiders. These were undoubtedly the missing persons from the estate.
On the ground lay a corpse as well—the same withered, twisted body that had been discovered at the scene.
It was becoming clear that Erzsebet was indeed behind the disappearances.
“People! There are people here!”
One of the estate’s residents caught sight of Simon.
“P-please! Someone cut us down!”
“The spider monsters are trying to eat us!”
A chorus of desperate cries erupted.
Simon nodded calmly and drew a blade from his Subspace, slicing through the webbing.
“Pier, help them too.”
[Hmph, useless things.]
Pier clicked her tongue and swung her Greatsword; five people hanging in the webs dropped at once, crashing to the floor in inverted positions with yelps of pain echoing through the chamber.
Simon smiled ruefully.
“Pier, gently.”
[I have no desire to waste my time on such pathetic wretches!]
Yet she swung the Greatsword once more, bringing the remaining people down to the floor.
Simon cut the webbing binding one of them with his Short Sword and handed him the blade.
“Use this to free the rest of them. We’re going after those spider creatures.”
“Th-thank you!”
“We won’t forget this kindness!”
As they freed each other from the webs, Simon and Pier pressed deeper into the castle.
[Boy! For someone claiming to be a Necromancer, aren’t you being far too merciful toward prisoners?]
Simon tilted his head in puzzlement.
“What should a Necromancer do instead?”
[Obviously, kill everything you see! Then raise them as Undead skeletons and use them as strength!]
“…But in Kizen, murdering people for the purpose of creating Undead is forbidden.”
[This is the scene, and there are no witnesses—what does it matter! You’re not the type to be bound by such principles, are you?]
Simon scratched the side of his head with a wry smile.
“Actually, there’s something my father drummed into my ears repeatedly.”
[What’s that?]
“Don’t become a monster.”
Pier flinched at those words, her mouth falling silent.
“And he said that to avoid becoming a monster, drawing a clear line is extremely important.”
Pier’s lips curved into a frightening smile.
[Advice only Richard could give.]
“Pardon?”
[Kehehehe! It’s nothing! If that is your resolve, then I shall gladly respect it as the administrator of the Legion!]
The two passed through the corridor and entered a vast chamber of the old castle.
The windows were shattered, moonlight streaming through, and the space was choked with dust and webbing.
And.
……
Far off, sitting in a great chair and sipping tea, was Erzsebet.
[Kehehe! Have you given up on fleeing?]
Pier raised her blade, speaking coldly. The woman smiled, taking a light sip of her tea before answering with a cold grin.
[That’s unlikely, Pier. Since you’ve already sensed my Ebony, you’d chase me to the ends of the continent no matter where I ran, wouldn’t you?]
[You know us well!]
[So I decided the best course was to settle this here.]
She snapped her fingers.
Spiders came pouring down through the ceiling and shattered windows. Simon and Pier quickly pressed their backs together.
[And since you’ve freed my playthings, I suppose I’ll need new ones.]
She licked her lips as she gazed at Simon.
[I think it would be quite entertaining to toy with that boy from Kizen you’ve been raising so carefully, right before your eyes. Don’t you agree?]
Pier’s face darkened as she began to speak, but Simon extended his arm to stop her.
“It’s fine, Pier.”
[Boy!]
“I’m the commander of this Legion. Let me speak with her directly from here on.”
Simon stepped forward with measured strides.
The spiders chittered and tensed as if to pounce, but Simon paid them no mind and spoke.
“I am the commander of the Legion, Erzsebet.”
[……?]
She regarded Simon with curious eyes.
“I’m making you a formal offer. Join my Legion.”
[Ha.]
She let out a bitter laugh.
[Didn’t you hear what I told Pier just now? I have absolutely no intention of rejoining a Legion that abandoned me once. Besides.]
She pointed her index finger squarely at Simon.
[You want me to serve under a Necromancer with no foundation whatsoever, chosen merely for reminding Pier of some old memory? I’ve no taste for such vulgar jests.]
Kekeke! Khahahaha!
Suddenly, Pier’s ringing laughter erupted from behind them. Erzsebet’s expression twisted dangerously.
[What’s so amusing, Pier?]
[Hehehehe! You think I chose this boy because he resembles Richard? How absurd! You know nothing about him!]
A question mark appeared on Erzsebet’s face.
“There’s no need to hide anymore.”
Simon placed a hand over his heart and continued.
“I am the son born between Richard Polentia and Anna Polentia. Simon Polentia.”
[……!!]
Her expression contorted into something utterly indescribable.
[Richard and Anna’s……!]
The enemy who had abandoned her. The woman she despised more than anyone else in this world.
A child born between those two.
Evidence of those two joined together.
“I say again, Erzsebet.”
Simon spoke in a cold tone, as though pouring water into boiling oil.
“You belonged to my father.”
[……Stop.]
“So it is only fitting that I, his son and commander of this Legion, take you under my protection.”
[Stop it right noooooow!]
Deep within her heart, where she had buried it.
Where she now refused to acknowledge it, telling herself she had forgotten.
That suppurating emotion erupted and seized her mind.
[Aaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh!]
Erzsebet’s entire body convulsed in agony.
Her fingernails tore and scraped at her neck and shoulders, drawing blood. Her body burst outward with wet sounds, and six enormous legs erupted from her thighs and flanks, striking the ground.
The mask that had covered her face vanished, revealing a woman with the eyes of a monster.
Human from the waist up, spider from the waist down. This was Erzsebet’s true form as an Undead.
[Die! Die you wretched thing!]
Erzsebet, her reason shattered by her rampage, hurled herself straight at Simon.
She felt as though she would truly go mad if she did not erase this terrible trace at once. Her fingernails, infused with Ebony, elongated as they reached for Simon’s throat.
And Simon simply stood motionless, his face expressionless.
[Well done, boy!]
Flap!
In an instant, Pier’s back and cape blocked Simon’s view. Beyond the cape came a sharp, brutal sound of severing—Crack!
The cape lowered, revealing Pier swinging her Greatsword and Erzsebet plummeting to the ground with four legs severed clean away.
‘My chance!’
This time Simon moved. He seized the Spear that had emerged from the Subspace.
‘Ebony Enhancement.’
The spear’s tip darkened with Ebony power. Pier smirked and stepped aside as Simon burst forward with the speed of lightning, thrusting the spear.
Thrust!
The spear’s tip drove clean into Erzsebet’s body.
But it failed to pierce through completely. Erzsebet caught the spear’s tip with her right arm and held fast. Simon ground the spear deeper while trampling her face brutally.
“This is your last chance.”
Simon’s voice cut like ice.
“Will you join the Legion, or will you be annihilated here and now?”
[Tch!]
She drove the remaining legs on her other side forward like daggers. Pier quickly threw herself in front of Simon.
Shrraaaack!
[Guh!]
The Plate Armor Pier wore tore like paper from the sheer force. Simon clenched his teeth and poured more power into the spear.
Between the melee of one human and two Undead locked in combat, Corpse Spiders crawled toward their mistress to answer her call.
And directly above.
Whoosh!
A pillar of white light rose into the air. Pier cried out at the sight of it.
[Damn it! Scatter!]
The light swelled at tremendous speed and descended to the ground.
Blinding radiance scattered outward, tearing apart everything in its path.
Screeeeeech!
[Tsk!]
Pier retreated from the blast’s radius, lowered Simon to one knee, and set him down.
The spiders caught in the explosion vanished without a trace. Erzsebet, with one leg severed, had somehow managed to dodge anyway; she leaned against a wall, breathing hard.
“Such a shame~ The timing was perfect!”
All eyes turned toward the voice.
Beyond a collapsed section of wall stood a girl holding a Staff.
[A mere Priest—!]
Erzsebet thrust out her hand savagely. Spiders from the ceiling rushed down at her command.
“Well, I suppose there’s no helping it~”
She swung her Staff lightly, and spears of light shot forward, piercing into the spiders’ bodies. The creatures twisted in agony, shrieking.
‘She really is strong.’
Simon’s expression hardened.
“I shall purge all the ancient malevolent spirits, every last one of these revolting spiders—annihilate them all from this place!”
She drew something like a Jewel from her embrace, tossed it high above her head, and struck it sharply with her Staff as it descended.
The Jewel shattered, and an enormous burst of Holy Power erupted skyward.
“Farewell!”
Whhhhiiiine!
The expanding white pillar of light transformed into countless spears of radiance and scattered in all directions. Simon and Pier quickly hid themselves behind a column.
Heavy spears of light drove mercilessly into the floor, and Corpse Spiders fell, spraying blood.
‘……This is rough.’
Simon clenched his teeth.
Erzsebet had to be captured alive, not killed. It was already difficult facing her alone, the spiders kept pouring in, and on top of that, a student from Ephnel.
[Boy! Now we have no choice—we must strike at the Priest first!]
“Can we win?”
[Hmph, Holy Power is merely an annoyance; a single blow is enough to finish her!]
Simon nodded.
With her legs severed and her mobility sealed, Erzsebet was as good as captured already. Pier slipped behind a column and moved in concealment.
“My!”
At that moment, Priest twirled her Staff and smiled. Her gaze remained fixed on Erzsebet.
“Your leg seems to be troubling you!”
Because of her injury, Erzsebet could not evade; spears of light had embedded themselves across her body.
Priest thrust her Staff forward, and a pristine magic circle unfurled. From within it emerged a Holy Spear.
“Mission complete!”
Whooooosh!
The Holy Spear flew at terrifying speed. Erzsebet watched in a daze as it came.
Thud!
[Ah……?]
Something that should never have happened had come to pass.
Simon had thrown himself forward, arms spread wide, and blocked her path. Erzsebet’s pupils trembled wildly.
“Gah……!”
The Holy Spear pierced cleanly through Simon’s back and protruded from his chest.
Though the physical impact was nothing, for a Necromancer with a core or a natural Undead, Holy Power was deadlier than the most potent poison.
[Why—why did you—?]
Erzsebet’s face remained locked in shock.
Simon collapsed to his knees.
Intense agony flooded through him, and his vision spun wildly.
His sight darkened gradually, and Simon fell to the ground.

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Crackle, crackle.
To the sound of a campfire consuming wood, Simon slowly opened his eyes.
‘……?’
The chaos of moments before felt strangely distant in this quiet. As he turned his head, a Corpse Spider with multiple eyes appeared suddenly in front of his nose.
Simon jerked awake, throwing himself upright.
Chirp, chirp-chirp…!
But the spider did not attack.
Instead, it rubbed its face against Simon’s arm, then looked up at him with such concern that it seemed to be asking if he was alright.
[Oh! You’re awake, boy.]
Pier, still seated with her Greatsword planted in the floor, smiled at him.
Simon rose with a dazed expression and looked around.
Still inside the Abandoned Castle.
The terrible spiders that had surrounded them were now scuttling about the floor with meek, bouncing steps. Pier, for her part, showed no sign of attacking them.
And.
‘…Erzsebet.’
The moment she met Simon’s gaze in her restored human form, she whipped her head away.
He remembered her wounds had been severe, but mercifully she appeared unharmed.
“Cough! Cough!”
A coughing fit echoed from above.
When he looked up, the Priest was suspended upside down from the ceiling, wrapped so tightly in webbing that she could barely move.
“Young master!”
Smoke from the bonfire below rose through the chamber, and she was streaming with tears and snot.
“Please, please save me! Wahhhhh! Cough! Cough!”
Simon let out a hollow laugh.
…What in the world had happened here?

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