Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner - Chapter 511

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Necromancer School’s Summoning Genius Episode 511
The third morning of the Mission Evaluation dawned. With Nirti’s death, the war with the Gyeolsa was completely over.
Simon had secured the Gold Mine Dungeon and safely evacuated the people.
He had detained members of the Gyeolsa to extract information, but all of them died when their Body-Mounted Devices activated, their skulls bursting. One of the conditions for joining the Gyeolsa was having that device implanted in your body.
What did they think human lives were worth?
Watching them go to such lengths to silence people, Simon’s mood only soured further. He became genuinely curious about who this “elder” figure that Nirti had spoken of actually was.
After that, Lorain contacted trustworthy people from the Kizen Headquarters, and once they arrived, the cleanup would begin.
Before the Headquarters people arrived, Simon thoroughly ransacked Nirti’s laboratory and secured all the classified documents. Of course, they were written in that same incomprehensible strange language. Simon had the Legion keep half the materials, while he handed the remaining half to Lorain and the Headquarters people.
Their intelligence capacity alone had limits. Kizen Headquarters would also be scrounging for information to decode the materials. Once the secret to interpreting them was cracked, Lorain promised to share it with Simon as well.
After that, the Gold Mine Dungeon was sealed.
It was a bit wasteful, but it was a place where terrible things had happened, and he didn’t want to reveal the 7th Legion’s existence to Kizen, so this was the right call.
The problem was the position of the next Lord of Tarados. The citizens of Tarados had nominated General Amin as their lord, and Lorain had stepped forward, saying she would personally obtain approval from the Dark Alliance.
But Amin shook his head.
“I am a criminal. No matter that I helped the residents from the shadows, the fact that I was manipulated as a pawn of the previous lord remains unchanged.”
Lorain shook her head coldly in response.
“If you truly believe yourself a criminal, shouldn’t General Amin bear even greater responsibility for this land of Tarados, which no one else wishes to govern?”
Her words were sound. Which of the nobles who came from the Alliance would truly work for this place?
In the past, when an outsider lord came and allied with outside forces, that had been the beginning of Tarados’s fall.
“To take responsibility for the people of Tarados from the highest position and do your utmost to run yourself ragged for them—I believe that is the greatest atonement.”
General Amin bowed his head deeply.
Persuaded by her words, Amin ultimately accepted the position of lord.
“Lorain.”
“What?”
“Just now, you really seemed like the supreme commander of the Dark Alliance.”
“……Don’t tease me.”
At Simon’s jest, she turned her head away with an awkward expression, but a small smile tugged at the corner of her mouth.
As for the Ganes Guild, with Ganes—its linchpin—dead, the bandits completely dissolved and scattered to the winds. Among them, the bandit captain “Karak,” who had sided with Serne, and his subordinates made a tremendous commotion.
“We will follow Her Majesty to the very ends of the continent!”
“Ooooooh!”
At this moment, what Serne said, her lips curling into a smirk, was quite the sight.
“Not anymore, so beat it~”
Karak wailed like a man who had been jilted.
Thus abandoned by her, the Karak Family seemed to have given up banditry and taken up work as independent mercenaries.
And lastly, Simon wrote a letter.
“Lorain, could you get in touch with the Dresden Kingdom if needed?”
“Using the Headquarters’ communication network, there’s no problem. But why?”
“There’s something urgent I need to convey.”

* * *
“Gasp! Huff!”
Dresden Royal Palace.
Duke Perutz, the Minister of State Affairs, was frantically gathering his belongings in his office.
Clutching documents, he shoved them haphazardly into a bag and quickly threw on his outer coat.
“Damn it! Damn it!”
New information had just arrived.
Kizen had moved, Nirti had been defeated, and Tarados had been liberated.
And he—he alone—had been most closely connected to the Tarados branch. If even a single document pointing to him fell into Kizen’s hands, his life was in danger.
‘That woman Nirti! I knew something was off about her from the start, and now look!’
There was a meeting at the palace in two hours, but he had to leave this country first.
He reached for his hat and was about to step out of his office when—
Bang!
The door was kicked open violently, and palace guards came rushing in, leveling their spears at Duke Perutz.
Perutz’s mind reeled, but he struggled to compose himself and raised his voice.
“Wh-what is the meaning of this intrusion! Who sent you!”
“I did, Duke Perutz.”
A young girl swept into the room, her gray School Uniform skirt billowing behind her.
The moment Perutz saw her, he gasped.
“……P-Princess Molly!”
The youngest princess of the Kingdom who had entered Kizen this term as a Special Admission Student—Molly Dresden.
“I was in the middle of the Mission Evaluation with some new friends, but once I heard the news, I came running right away.”
She brushed her hair back with genuine fury written across her face.
“I’ve heard everything from the Student Council President. A public servant working for the kingdom, colluding with a group called the Gyeolsa, ignoring the people’s suffering, using your power to block every piece of news entering the kingdom—is that not so?”
Duke Perutz’s lips trembled as he shook his head vigorously.
“This—this is a conspiracy! Nothing but slander from the opposing nobles seeking to exclude me!”
Molly laughed coldly and waved evidence before his eyes.
“You burned every document from Tarados. We managed to salvage a few sheets before they turned to ash in your estate’s incinerator. To dismiss the people’s voices so casually!”
“This—this is unfair…!”
The trembling duke spun around and lunged toward the window. Molly swiftly raised her index finger.
A new technique learned secretly from a senior at school.

A Curse seized the duke’s legs as he rushed toward the window, and he lost his footing, crashing down with a heavy thud.
The guards rushed forward at once, pinning him to his knees and binding both his hands.
“…Oh.”
The Necromancer who had come with Molly let out an exclamation of admiration and canceled the Restraint Magic he had been preparing.
“Truly extraordinary, Your Highness! You’re starting to look like a proper Kizen student—”
“Be quiet.”
“Yes, yes.”
Without even joy at succeeding in her first real Curse, Molly glared at the captured duke with gritted teeth.
“After all the work we put into building Dresden’s image! And you’ve destroyed it like this!”
She felt ashamed.
Such terrible things had been happening in the kingdom’s territory, and she had known nothing of it.
And worse still—the very student she had been so eager to recruit, Simon Polentia, the Student Council President, was the one who had uncovered the kingdom’s failures and saved the people.
‘What if Senior Simon looks down on Dresden because of this?’
The thought made her mouth go dry.
As the duke was dragged away, still struggling and crying injustice, she burst out in fury.
“You won’t have a dignified death, Duke Perutz!”

* * *
When it was revealed that Duke Perutz, the Minister of State Affairs, had been conspiring with the Gyeolsa, the Dresden Royal Palace was thrown into upheaval.
The kingdom attempted to interrogate Perutz, but his head burst open and he died instead.
The elite guard of the royal palace, the Black Knight Order, pieced together information from the servants and investigated Perutz’s movements, descending into the basement of the palace where he had been seen frequently.
The sewers beneath the Palace Basement. The deepest section of all.
“Ugh!”
“Blegh!”
The stench of rotting corpses wafted through the air.
Monsters lay scattered across the floor, nothing but bones remaining, and the Black Knights discovered traces of a Teleport Magic Circle.
Some terrible thing had likely been lurking in the sewers, consuming monsters.
Before the Black Knight Order could arrive, the Gyeolsa had moved that terrible thing away using the Teleport Magic Circle in advance.
The kingdom took this matter seriously. To hunt down the Gyeolsa, it decided to cooperate with Kizen and dispatch Necromancers to various regions across the land.
Meanwhile, Simon decided to return to Kizen early after taking sufficient rest in Tarados village.
Lorain chose to remain behind and focus on the aftermath in Tarados, while Serne headed toward the Ivory Tower, saying she would visit home first.
“Thank you truly for saving Tarados.”
“Really, thank you so much, Simon.”
And as he prepared to board the Teleport Magic Circle to return to Kizen.
He was receiving farewells from Lisa and her brother, the coachman who had taken them around, and the people they had saved. Even General Amin had canceled his inauguration ceremony as Lord and rushed to see Simon off.
“You don’t need to bow so deeply.”
Simon waved his hand with a smile.
“I came to Tarados for my own purposes as well. Our interests simply aligned by chance.”
“Hah! What modest words!”
“A hero who saved hundreds of thousands of Tarados’s people!”
“We will never forget!”
The residents were already preparing to erect a statue of Simon in Tarados. Simon’s face flushed crimson as he desperately pleaded for them to do no such thing.
“And General Amin… or rather, Lord Amin.”
“Yes, please tell me.”
“Nirti was a monster created from resentment toward Tarados.”
“…Yes, I heard. She was the daughter of adventurers who conquered the Gold Mine Dungeon and were killed by the people, I believe.”
General Amin had not experienced the Gold Mine Dungeon incident. He had been appointed after the new Lord arrived—strictly speaking, he was from outside.
Yet, now that he had become Lord, he said he felt responsible for what had happened then.
“I’ve learned through this that terrible misfortune can transform a person into a monster. There’s no guarantee a second Nirti won’t emerge from Tarados.”
Simon extended his hand.
“I hope that from now on, no one will suffer unjustly or unreasonably. I entrust the domain to your care.”
General Amin clasped Simon’s hand and bowed his head.
“With that noble purpose, I shall devote my life and soul to serving it!”

* * *
Simon returned safely to Kizen.
After releasing the Ancient Undead into Pier’s Ruins and diving straight into bed upon returning to the Summoning Department Dormitory, he lay there.
‘Ahhhh.’
He stared blankly at the ceiling for a moment.
Sleep wouldn’t come, but after everything he’d experienced during this mission evaluation, his mind felt utterly numb.
“Toto still hasn’t come back.”
This mission evaluation was on its fourth day.
Today was the third.
Which meant he had free time all the way until tomorrow. Simon’s arms trembled with delight.
“I’ll get some good rest today, and starting tomorrow…….”
Click. Crackle—
An announcement echoed from the corridor.
—Student Council President Simon Polentian. Student Council President Simon Polentian. Please report immediately to Professor Jane’s research lab. That is all.
It seemed that even a student council president got no such luxury.

* * *
Simon retrieved his Student Council President coat from the student council office, donned it, and arrived at Jane’s research lab.
He cleared his throat lightly, checked his Necktie and shirt, then knocked politely on the door.
“Professor Jane. It’s Simon.”
“Come in.”
Click.
Simon opened the door carefully and stepped into the lab. Between streams of bright sunlight, Jane sat scribbling with a Quill Pen, her elegant brow furrowed.
Today, as always, she was wrestling with mountains of paperwork.
“Professor, you called for me?”
“Yes.”
Jane gestured.
“Sit down.”
“Of course.”
Simon sat on the sofa, straightened his back, kept his fists clenched on his knees, and waited quietly.
Silence fell. Only the scratch-scratch of the Quill Pen could be heard.
For some reason, tension crept over him.
‘…What does she want to tell me?’
He suspected she wanted to hear a direct report on the Tarados incident.
Simon mentally went through it again—what he could say and what he couldn’t, whether the story had any gaps or contradictions.
If it was Jane, she’d see through a sloppy lie in an instant.
About ten minutes passed in silence.
Jane signed the final document, set down her Quill Pen, and looked up.
“Student Council President.”
Simon tensed.
She’d called him by his title, not his name. That meant it was likely an official matter, not class-related.
“Yes, Professor!”
“I was going to bring another student, but I’m glad you’ve returned early. Prepare yourself to go out.”
Jane rose from her desk and threw on her outer coat.
“There’s somewhere the two of us need to go.”
“Where, exactly?”
She tilted her head slightly as she answered.
“We’re going to escort the transfer students coming to Kizen this year.”
Simon’s eyes widened.
‘Transfer students?’

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