Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner - Chapter 518

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Necromancer School’s Summoning Genius — Episode 518
The Moirans’ Water Channel Arena had drawn the largest crowd of any of the three Necromancer Schools.
Real water flowed through the channel, with countless bridges spanning overhead for passage.
In the center of the arena, Kamibarez and Alizarin, the Moirans’ contestant, were warming up.
‘Kami’s going first, then. She must be nervous.’
Simon sat in the Waiting Area, rubbing his stiff shoulders as he watched.
Kamibarez was visibly tense, moving in jerky stretches. Her arm was supposed to rotate out to the side, but she misjudged it and her whole body spun around with it—oof—collapsing forward onto the ground.
Scattered laughter rippled through the stands.
“Aw, how adorable!”
Merin’s voice chirped from beside him.
“You’ve got this, Kizen!”
“Do your best!”
At least the Moirans weren’t like Allard and the others before them—no one-sided cheering or vicious heckling of the opposing student.
The atmosphere was more: we want our team to win, but let’s both give it our all.
Probably because civilians were scattered through the stands, and Moirans’ overall culture seemed more temperate.
“Simon, have you seen Kami fight recently?”
Merin suddenly turned to him. Simon scratched the side of his head. “Hmm.”
“Doesn’t seem like it.”
“See, you’re not even interested!”
Merin frowned and fixed her eyes on the arena.
“Kami’s battle style basically comes down to two things. First, she inflicts effective wounds on her opponent, then uses Hemorrhage Magic.”
“Hemorrhage Magic. I remember.”
The Ursula Family’s signature vicious dark magic—making blood pour endlessly from the opponent’s wounds. The memory was vivid.
“But here’s the problem with this entrance exam tournament: it’s hard to land effective wounds in the first place. The protective suits are the same outdated ones we used in first year. You know, the ones that just wrap the whole body in a blanket barrier.”
“Right. To wound them, you’d have to drain their Barrier Gauge to zero first.”
“Exactly. Which is why the second approach is key.”
Merin raised her index finger pointedly and lifted the corner of her mouth.
“That dark magic Kami uses—where the blood spirals up like a vortex. Remember?”
“I do. Blood Storm, right?”
“Yep. If Kami can just hold out long enough to charge that one devastating blow, her win rate jumps to ninety percent. She’s a classic slow starter type.”
After finishing her analysis, Merin turned her attention to Alizarin, Kamibarez’s opponent—a boy with a sharp, chiseled jaw and nose, and a single long pair of sunglasses fused together above them.
“But I can’t tell what the other side’s strategy will be. They’ll definitely capitalize on the home advantage with all this water, but if he’s also a Blood Sorcerer like Kami? I just can’t picture how they’ll fight.”
As Merin said, both students were majoring in Blood Studies. Of course, since Alizarin was Moirans’ transfer student, he’d surely prepared techniques favorable to this arena.
“Competitors, shake hands.”
After the warm-up time ended, the referee’s call rang out, and the two students approached to shake hands.
Click—
Alizarin’s sunglasses opened.
Turns out the lenses flipped upward. Beneath them appeared a pair of wide, unblinking eyes—mostly white with tiny pupils, absolutely chilling.
“…The Ursula bloodline.”
Eyes that looked like they’d haunt your dreams.
Kamibarez’s shoulders involuntarily hunched during the handshake, but then she dipped her head and forced a smile.
“Please, let’s do our best.”
Alizarin didn’t even acknowledge the greeting, coldly turning his back and walking away.
Left hanging with her hand out, Kamibarez wrapped it with her other hand and pulled it to her chest. Then, shoulders sagging, she shuffled back.
“How dare he!”
Merin’s face flushed red as she shook the safety fence, practically spitting venom.
“What’s his problem being so rude to our Kami! Just wait—when we get back to Kizen, we’ll settle this!”
‘…She’s like a mother hen.’
Simon chuckled despite himself.
Soon, Kamibarez and Alizarin took their positions at distance. Jane and the Moirans’ professor approached the students for a final round of coaching.
The Moirans’ professor gave technical coaching, but Jane’s was mental.
“Once you’re in the fight, you’ll do fine, but right now you’re visibly tense.”
Jane gently ran her hand through Kamibarez’s hair.
“Let go of the pressure, Secretary Kamibarez.”
“I… I wish I could. I’m sorry, Professor.”
“You can set aside any concerns about the outcome of this match.”
She continued softly.
“The Student Council President and Vice President will handle the remaining matches.”
Kamibarez’s eyes widened, and she glanced toward Simon and Merin, who were enthusiastically waving.
“Still, if you can fight without regret and show your full ability, you’ll feel lighter facing your friends afterward, won’t you?”
At Jane’s words, Kamibarez’s wavering pupils finally steadied.
“Yes! Thank you!”
Jane nodded and turned back toward the spectator stands.
“Then, the Moirans Entrance Exam Tournament. We will now begin the match between Alizarin Jac from Moirans and Kamibarez Ursula!”
The referee raised his arm to the side.
“Match start!”
As the roar of the crowd poured down, Kamibarez and Alizarin simultaneously prepared their Dark Magic. With so many canal-like obstacles scattered throughout the arena, they refrained from clashing directly with Combat Magic from the outset.
Keeen!
Kamibarez squeezed blood from her body and traced a crimson Magic Circle across her skin.
Seeing this, Merin’s eyes lit up.
“Just as I thought! Kamibarez is going for Blood Storm.”
“That’s right.”
Simon’s gaze turned.
“So the opponent must be…”
Alizarin was preparing his Magic Circle with flamboyant motions.
Normally, stacking Magic Circles before a match starts is forbidden, but Permanent Magic Circles—those that remain on the body without using the Dark Element—are permitted.
He activated the Permanent Magic Circles etched across his body one after another, then drew a Magic Circle at the center, gathering all his Dark Magic’s power into one.
Finally, all his preparations were complete. He turned and walked with heavy footsteps toward the nearest canal.
Splash—
Translucent lake water flowed powerfully along the canal.
Alizarin stretched his finger toward it. A single drop of blood fell from his fingernail—whether from a scratch—and landed on the water with a soft plop.
Whoooosh!
Like watercolor spreading from a paint pot, all the water in the canal turned deep crimson. As he waved his arm like a conductor, the deep crimson waters began to rise slowly into the air.
“…!”
Kamibarez, who had been preparing Blood Storm, stumbled back in shock.
“My blood commands the water around me.”
The crimson wave undulated, moving under Alizarin’s direction.
“Look closely at this power that Moirans has cultivated. Watch with both eyes open, Ursula!”

Shwooooosh!
A torrent of deep crimson liquid surged forward. At the sheer volume, Merin’s mouth fell open.
“What—what on earth! Is that Blood Wave?”
The primary Dark Magic that any Blood Sorcerer commands. But with the surrounding waters enlisted, the scale was entirely different.
Kamibarez drew Magic Circles in both palms, crossed them, then thrust them forward.

An identical Blood Flow Magic erupted from her hands.
The Blood Wave born from Ursula Family blood shattered Alizarin’s wave effortlessly and surged forward, but countless successive waves from Alizarin struck in succession until finally Kamibarez’s technique was destroyed.
Simon cried out urgently.
“Dodge, Kamibarez!”
Kamibarez spun around, stepped into the Dark Element, and ran. Crimson waves cascaded like tides, turning her surroundings into a sea of blood, churning and undulating.
Sweat beaded on her forehead.
Shwooooosh!
Shwooosh!
From a side canal, a crimson stream of water rose and approached Kamibarez. She immediately changed direction and fled the opposite way, raising her index finger and gripping it like a pistol.

The blood projectile she fired collapsed the front of the wave with tremendous force, but the second and third waves immediately crashed down and restored it.
Kamibarez had no choice but to turn and run again.
“Ugh! Just as I feared!”
Merin, her face taut with anxiety, bounced nervously while clasping her hands together.
“Even though we’re from Kizen, this is the same year, but the home advantage is too much! Supplying water infinitely like that is too much!”
Simon nodded silently, observing Alizarin’s next move.
Alizarin continued dropping his blood into the canal, steadily commanding more and more water with his blood.
“Ah, Kamibarez!”
At Merin’s cry, Simon’s gaze quickly turned back to Kamibarez. She was charging toward Alizarin, drawing the crimson wave with her.
‘A direct Combat Magic clash? No!’
He could see the Dark Element rippling in her hands. As Alizarin swung his arms, a crimson wave crashed down from the front as well.
“Hyah!”
She threw herself forward with fearless courage. With her distinctive small frame, she slipped through before the wave completely closed, then dropped to one knee and raised her arms.

A Curse from the Blood magic line shot from her hands with all her resolve, but Alizarin countered smoothly with Cancellation, as if he had been waiting.
Ahhhhhhh!
Merin, watching from the stands, winced at the near miss.
“That bastard! Even curse countermeasures are flawless!”
A formidable opponent. There was scarcely an opening to be found.
Simon thought that even he would’ve had his hands full against someone like that.

Kamibarez wove a carpet from the blood of her fingertips and rode upon it, the crimson fabric skimming through the air at terrible speed.
Now that she was a 2nd Year, her mastery of such fundamental techniques had evolved beyond recognition.
Behind her, a crimson tide pursued, swallowing every obstacle in its path.
Kamibarez slipped past the wave’s crest by the barest margin, her escape so narrow that the crowd surged to their feet, gripping the edges of their seats as they roared.
‘Kami’s giving it everything she’s got right now.’
Simon rested his chin on his hand, lost in thought.
‘But…’
Before Kamibarez—who had been evading with such precision—the water channel ahead erupted. A crimson wave rose like a wall, cutting off her path.
“Oh!”
“I was waiting for this!”
This was the opponent’s home ground. The students of Moirans didn’t merely control water at will; they knew every contour and feature of this arena like the back of their hands.
The wave swallowed her body, then drove her down hard against the floor and scattered into spray.
Drenched and gasping, she coughed violently, seawater pouring from her lips.
[Kamibarez Ursula : 78%]
[Alizarin Zac : 100%]
“Kami!”
Merin cried out, her face twisted with anguish.
At least the flat ground where the wave had thrown her was fortunate; there was no time to lie there and recover.
From all sides, crimson waves surged relentlessly forward.
Kamibarez, drenched like a drowned rat, pivoted on a shadow step and ran. With her hair and uniform soaked through, her body felt heavier, sluggish.
Tap!
“Hah!”
She planted her foot on the railing beside her and vaulted powerfully into the air. The wave chased after her.
In midair, Kamibarez curled her fingers like a pistol and aimed toward Alizarin in the distance.
‘A Blood Bullet?’
Seeing this, Alizarin raised a wave before him, forming a barrier.
At that moment, her left hand, gripped alongside her right, separated and pulled away.
Like drawing back an arrow, her left hand moved as the magical circle’s form was pulled backward, growing larger, its formula transforming and reshaping.
Simon’s eyes widened.
‘A 3-Dimensional Magic Circle!’

There was no explosion, no sound. Only a crimson line of force, fired in a perfect line by her command, struck Alizarin’s wave barrier in an instant.
The projectile tore through the wave’s wall cleanly and embedded itself in his abdomen.
“Gahhh!”
With the violent impact of the crimson force driving into him, Alizarin reeled backward, retching.
[Kamibarez Ursula : 78%]
[Alizarin Zac : 66%]
Roaaaaaaar!
The crowd, transfixed on Kamibarez, erupted in cheers. The waves that had pursued her dulled as Alizarin’s concentration wavered.
She landed safely and broke into a run again, while Alizarin, clutching his abdomen, continued to drive the waves forward.
Yaaah!
A brilliant display of quick thinking—Kamibarez had landed a clean strike. Merin bounced up and down, cheering wildly.
“A direct hit! She landed it! Go, Kami, go!”
Simon, holding his breath, raised his fist in silent cheer.
This was the first time he’d watched the Student Council members in combat since they’d become 2nd Years, and their skill had risen to an entirely different level.
‘They really are still growing, all of them.’

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