Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner - Chapter 485

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The Summoning Genius of the Necromancer School — Episode 485
The plaza before the Chil-Heuk Studies Building.
Whoosh!
Crack!
Muspels—monsters composed entirely of flame—breathed fire in rapid succession. Simon dodged the onslaught with nimble steps, striding across the plaza before coming to a halt.
“Rise!”
Five skulls hovered in the air around him. They were Skull Drones, their bodies wrapped in an emerald-hued Cloud.
“Now’s the moment—fire!”

The skeletal heads opened their jaws and unleashed jets of water, extinguishing the Muspels with ease.
The moment he passed the cooled corpses and took several more steps forward, plant-like monsters resembling Venus flytraps rushed at him.
The Skull Drones fired Water Bolts in succession, but the plant monsters pressed forward despite the barrage.
[Krhaha! A devilishly tricky test, this one!]
‘It’s fine, Pier.’
Simon stepped forward, flanking himself with the Skull Drones as he spread both arms wide. His eyes gleamed with intense focus.

A Skeleton Mage, and the Skull Drones built upon it, can only cast one school of Dark Magic at a time. The Magib System that Simon developed was Dark Magic designed to change that limitation.
The Magic Circle spread in the air and the Magic Circle embedded in the Skull Drones connected via lines of Cloud. He would now alter the Water Bolt—currently registered as the Dark Water System ability.
‘I’m switching it to Dark Blaze from the Dark Flame Arts.’
As Simon manipulated the central Magic Circle, the Magic Circles engraved on the Skeleton Mage’s skulls began to shift in tandem.
With the speed of a pianist striking keys, Simon reconfigured the spells the Skeleton Mages would use, then issued an immediate command.
“Dark Blaze!”
This time the Skull Drones opened their maws and spewed flame. The plant monsters, which had pressed him so hard moments before, were incinerated in an instant, reduced to blackened ash.
Simon quickly withdrew from the battlefield.
‘I’m so glad I learned how to use Skeleton Mages.’
Though Simon’s proficiency with the Dark Element magic system was lacking, he had the Skeleton Mage. No matter what elemental monster appeared in the Chil-Heuk Studies exam, he could handle it.
[Nearly there, boy!]
‘Right.’
The Chil-Heuk Studies Building now stood directly ahead.
Simon unfolded the map he’d received from Dick.
‘Dick said there was a way to slip through here quickly.’
From the main entrance, he could already hear the chatter of students and the sound of Dark Magic bursting repeatedly.
Simon consulted the map and circled toward the rear of the building.
‘Two weathered benches in the plaza.’
His eyes moved busily, cataloging the surrounding environment.
‘In front of the camellia tree.’
Simon positioned himself with the tree between him and the building’s face. This was the spot.
He warmed up with light bouncing steps in place, then dashed toward the building.
Thump—
With the Dark Element surging through both feet, he ran up the building’s wall. As his body began to tilt on the incline, he quickly thrust out his arm and caught a protruding brick.
“Perfect!”
There it was—the point where senior students had caused bricks to jut out using Dark Magic long ago.
Simon hung from the building, dangling as he glanced down. If the other students saw this, they might attack.
He steadied himself, placing both feet on the wall’s edge, then slowly climbed higher using the bricks as handholds.
‘But shouldn’t this be harder than this?’
If it were this easy, there would be no need for anyone to fight at the main entrance—everyone could just crawl up the wall.
[Krhaha! Doubting everything while taking Kizen’s exam is an excellent habit!]
Pier’s shadow form let out a sardonic chuckle.
[Look to your right!]
At Pier’s shout, Simon’s gaze shifted. A card wedged in a gap of the wall came into view.
‘Oh no!’
Wham!
The card blazed with light, pulling Simon’s body into a new space. Gravity inverted, and the climbing Simon suddenly found himself crawling along the floor.
The wall had become the ground as gravity reversed. Simon pushed himself upright, his feet now solidly planted.
Before him materialized a large chameleon-shaped monster. Its tongue flicked out, and its skin was white.
“So the cards were guarding this passage.”
Still, if he could defeat one monster and pass through, it would be a gain.
Simon immediately withdrew a Skull Drone from his Subspace. This chameleon was covered head to toe in ice and snow—a northern creature.
The Chil-Heuk Studies exam’s theme was elemental attributes and compatibility. A frost-element monster like this—he should be able to handle it without even needing to change his spell, if luck was on his side.

As the Skull Drones’ jaws opened and they unleashed their flames, the Chameleon Monster’s form shifted. The ice melted in an instant, and its entire body transformed into a shimmering, water-drenched shape.
‘?!’
Whoosh!
Splash!
The fireballs failed to destroy the Chameleon Monster and simply sank into the water, extinguishing harmlessly.
“What the—”
Simon activated the Magib System even as panic flickered across his face. He tried to switch the Dark Blaze to a different Dark Magic spell better suited for water-attribute tactics, but—
Shwip.
The Chameleon Monster’s form shifted again. This time its entire body was caked in mud.
Shwip.
Now it blazed with flames, writhing like fire itself.
Shwip.
Then it reverted to its snow and ice-covered form.
‘A monster that changes its attributes at will.’
Now he understood why the other students hadn’t tried scaling the wall and had sought alternate routes instead. Dealing with that thing was a headache.
‘The test-maker’s intent would be dual-attribute mastery.’
A Necromancer like Merin, capable of wielding both Dark Flame Arts and Black Ice Magic simultaneously, could overcome it by deploying both techniques at once.
But Simon’s approach was different. The corner of his mouth lifted.
‘Enough raw destructive power to ignore attributes altogether.’
Snap! Snap!
A violet spear was drawn from Simon’s waist like a blade.
‘Dark Magic with overwhelming destructive force!’

The Chameleon Monster’s eyes spun wildly at the sight of the violet spear Simon summoned. It thrashed frantically, cycling through attributes one after another, yet seemed utterly confused about which one to adopt against this technique.
“Huh!”
Simon stamped his foot hard and hurled the spear.
The violet shaft traced a lightning-swift arc, piercing straight into the monster’s maw and punching cleanly through.
With a pop like a burst balloon, the creature’s body exploded into fragments of flesh that scattered in all directions.
One strike was enough.
“Oh.”
Simon, who had already summoned a second and third spear in preparation, muttered in surprise at his own success.
“Well, the first one landed.”
The darkened space around him collapsed inward, and he snapped back to reality. Then, a moment too late, Simon realized something.
Gravity was returning to normal.
He was standing on a wall.
“!”
Before he could react, gravity yanked him away from the wall and sent him plummeting.
“Caught you!”
Thud!
A hand suddenly shot out from a third-floor window and snatched Simon mid-fall. He found himself dangling helplessly from it.
When he looked up, he saw a female student grinning with one eye narrowed slightly.
“Class president!”
It was Jamie Victoria.
“I keep telling you, I’m not class president anymore!”
She grunted and hauled Simon up through the window. He tumbled through and gasped for breath.
“Th-thanks.”
Jamie chuckled.
“Call that even for the help during BMAT?”
With only that said, she headed down the stairs. Simon called after her.
“Wait! What about your course registration with Professor Jane?”
“Already did it and came right back down! Get moving!”
Jamie’s voice echoed from below.
“There’s probably only one or two spots left!”
At that, Simon paled and bolted up the stairs.
Thump!
He bounded straight to the fourth floor where Jane’s Research Office was located. The stairwell was littered with monster corpses—apparently Jamie had cleared them out for him.
The instant Simon passed the spot, new monsters materialized from Endolas Bodvil’s card summon in his wake.
‘That was close.’
Simon sprinted down the hallway at full speed. A student was just emerging from Jane’s Research Office.
Bang!
Simon gasped for breath as he caught the closing door, wiped the sweat from his brow, and stepped inside.
“Ah!”
Jane’s valedictorian assistant, cradling a stack of documents, broke into a bright smile.
“Student Council President! Oh, I mean Simon!”
Simon greeted the valedictorian warmly and moved forward.
At the far end of the office sat Jane, composed as always, her eyes lowered as she worked through her paperwork without a care in the world.
A stark contrast to the chaos and battles raging outside—this space was peaceful, like another world entirely.
“You’re late,” she said.
Her voice made Simon’s shoulders tense.
“Merin, Kamibarez, Dick—most of Class A’s key members have already come and gone.”
She looked up, meeting his eyes.
“It’s surprising that my class isn’t your first, Simon.”
Simon went rigid, as if struck by a petrification curse.
Cold sweat trickled down the back of his neck.
“P-Professor Jane! I—!”
“I’m joking,” she said.
She smiled—an uncommon sight—and extended her hand.
“My class is your last for the day.”
“Ah…!”
Relief washed over Simon as he pressed a hand to his chest.
Thank goodness.
‘That was too close.’
Just then, the valedictorian was turning away other students at the office door, their voices rising in despair and disbelief.
“Here! Your course enrollment form!”
Fearing she might change her mind, Simon quickly thrust the form forward with both hands.
Jane accepted it, signed it elegantly with her quill pen, and placed it on the stack of documents beside her desk.
“Let’s make this semester count.”
“Yes, Professor! Thank you so much!!”
Simon bowed repeatedly and left Jane’s Research Office with a spring in his step.
‘The hardest part is done!’
Now only one class remained.

* * *
—Registering for Professor Hong Peng’s Magical Combat class has a terrible reputation! It’s the hardest course of all.
Simon recalled Dick’s words as he left the 2nd Year Campus.
At Kizen, course registration for regular subjects meant submitting your enrollment form directly to the professor—it was the standard rule.
But Hong Peng was never on campus. Though she had an office and quarters assigned to her, she always slept in a cabin outside the grounds and lived in nature. It was the reason all her classes were held outdoors.
In other words, to find her—
‘You’d have to search the entirety of Rocksum.’
Yet in the year he’d known her, Simon had learned that Professor Hong Peng was no fool. Though she came from the grasslands and spoke in a thick, unfamiliar accent with an exotic air, she was always shrewd and wise.
As soon as he stepped outside the Kizen Campus, scanning the surroundings, he spotted something suspicious.
There was one area of Rocksum where the sky hung heavy like rain, and an ominous red mist swirled through the gloom.
Simon headed straight there.
‘Ah.’
The surroundings grew dark as storm clouds, and a blood-red mist engulfed the forest.
—Grrgh!
As he entered the darkness, an orc-type monster approached.
Not a native Rocksum creature—clearly a test subject.
‘So Professor Hong Peng is somewhere in this area, and I have to find her?’
—Kraaagh!
The orc lunged with its axe. Simon tried to open a Subspace.
‘What?’
The Subspace wouldn’t open. He drew on his Darkness element to weave a Magic Circle, but it crumbled and scattered in the red mist—whatever it was, it prevented the circle from forming.
‘I see.’
Simon’s lips curved into a smile.
Of course—the Magical Combat exam was—
Crack!!
Simon’s fist slammed into the orc’s face. The beast flew backward, skidding across the ground.
“Combat magic only.”
Simon brushed off his hands and advanced toward the monster. All around the forest, various creatures’ eyes gleamed as they growled in anticipation.
Five of them surged forward at once.

Simon swept his arm lightly, and the monsters charging toward him split cleanly in a single line. The ones behind flinched visibly.
-Professor Hong Peng’s Magical Combat course has a notorious reputation! It’s the hardest class of them all.
Recalling Dick’s words, a smile tugged at the corner of Simon’s mouth.
“This is easy.”

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