Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner - Chapter 523

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Summoning Genius of the Necromancer School, Episode 523
The ice surrounding them began to gather toward Merin.
As she extended her hand, the ice transformed into the shape of an enormous awl and shot forward.
Screeeech!
A mass of ice the size of a cargo wagon tore through the air.
In response, White did only one thing: he simply opened his palm forward, without even drawing a Magic Circle.
‘!’
And Merin’s spell dissipated just before it reached White’s hand. Only tiny fragments of ice scattered across his clothes.
“It’s blocked!”
Kamibarez bounced with frustration.
‘…What was that just now?’
Simon’s eyes sharpened as he watched White.
For something that had blocked such a massive piece of ice, the fragments scattered unnaturally little.
“Then how about this!”
Whoosh!
Merin manifested a Magic Circle that had formed in her left hand.
Dark Flare
The Dark Magic that had taken considerable time to prepare back in her first year, Merin now produced effortlessly from the early stage of the match and unleashed it.
Black flames belched acrid smoke as they extended, and again White opened his palm.
Crack—
The Dark Flare was snuffed out with ease.
“Hmm.”
Merin lowered her stance with a thoughtful expression. Ice rose from her raised heels to support her body.
“I don’t know what it is yet, but I’ll just keep hammering away at it!”
Ice Road
Whoosh!
Merin’s signature move. She swept across the arena at high speed on ice rising from beneath her feet. Simultaneously, she spread a Magic Circle across her palm and thrust it forward.
Merin Remake – Ice Bolt
Boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom!
A rapid-fire version of Ice Bolt. Sharp, swift shards of ice poured from her palm in succession. Simon, watching from the sidelines, nodded vigorously.
‘She’s doing well—her tactical awareness is sharp!’
When her large Dark Magic proved ineffective, she shifted tactics, combining high-speed movement with rapid-fire spellcasting. She circled White, raining ice fragments upon him.
White moved in response.
He spread a transparent barrier centered on his palm to shield his body. Then, as he slowly swept his arm to the side, the barrier moved with him, blocking the ice shards.
Kamibarez, watching, stiffened her expression.
“Merin’s Black Ice Magic—it’s not being shattered. It’s vanishing.”
“Right. I think that’s a continuation of whatever technique he used to erase the Dark Flare earlier.”
At the end of first year, White had defeated the third-year Student Council president from Moiran.
No matter how skilled those Student Council presidents from the three major academies were—despite being second-rounders who couldn’t gain admission to Kizen and having spent three years honing their Dark Magic—
It should be impossible for a first-year who’d just transferred in to beat them.
Of course, if one had to point to how it was possible, there was exactly one way.
‘An Anomaly.’
Dark Magic alone was naturally no match against a third-year.
So White must have beaten him through a combination of an Anomaly and Dark Element. And if it were an Anomaly user of Lorain or Serne’s caliber—someone with innate power—victory wouldn’t be impossible.
Simon found himself thinking that discovering which Anomaly White wielded was the ‘key’ to this match.
“Haaah!”
As Merin spun and hurled ice fragments, she shifted tactics. Drawing White’s gaze, she erected a massive wall of ice behind him.
The ice wall toppled toward White.
‘A physical attack using the ice’s weight!’
White withdrew his right hand and sent it behind him. As the collapsing ice wall touched his palm, the middle section simply vanished as if it had been hollowed out.
Paralyze
Seizing the opening, Merin unleashed a Curse. It struck White’s back with precision, but he simply brushed the impact point, shaking it off casually.
Simon’s expression grew grave.
‘He’s blocking that combination so easily.’
Black Ice Magic, Dark Flame Arts, high-speed movement and rapid-fire spellcasting, physical attacks using ice’s weight, Curses.
Merin expanded her arsenal in every direction, desperately searching for an opening against White, but nothing landed.
Boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom!
With no other choice, Merin resumed circling White and unleashing rapid-fire ice shards.
The match had stalled, and the spectators watching turned their heads away or sighed.
“There’s no winning this.”
“Even the vice-captain of Kizen can’t escape it, then.”
The same pattern that had played out in every Necromancer’s defeat by White was repeating itself before her eyes.
Thinking the match was already over, spectators began rising from their seats one by one.
Kamibarez watched the scene unfold, her fingers twisting anxiously.
“Merin…!”
Crack!
That was when it happened. A shard of ice struck White’s body.
“…….”
White’s head lowered. The transparent barrier holding back the ice remained intact.
Crack! Crack!
A second volley followed, then a third.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
More and more attacks began piercing through the transparent barrier.
White was actually taking hits.
Murmur, murmur, murmur!
The spectators who had been leaving the Arena rushed back to their seats in excitement.
Simon quickly checked the Barrier Gauge displayed on the Mana Screen.
[Merin Billen: 100%]
[White: 95%]
It was certain.
The attacks were getting through.
“White’s been hit!”
“Waaaahhhhh!”
A tremendous roar erupted from all sides. Merin ceased her Ice Road.
“I’ve never even heard of such a thing. That power you’re using.”
Her finger pointed toward White.
“It’s an ability that absorbs the Dark Element, isn’t it?”
“…….”
White gave no response. As if she’d expected nothing anyway, she straightened and placed her hand on her waist.
“I must’ve struck a nerve. The truth is, what I just threw was mixed with the Dark Element.”
Whoosh!
She revealed a Magic Circle.
A vivid blue with no trace of darkness anywhere.
“It’s pure elemental magic created using only mana.”
Simon grabbed the railing with an excited expression, shaking it.
‘That’s it! That’s the way, Merin!’
Mana and mages were inferior versions of the Dark Element and Necromancers.
Called the cradle of every mage in the world, the Ivory Tower—which once boasted a status greater than even the current Kizen, blessed with history and tradition—had acknowledged that fact and converted its system to Necromancy.
However, Merin had joined the Pure Magic Research Society during the club season. She’d made the decision after hearing that learning the formulas of pure magic would later help her understand the Dark Element formulas.
Of course, there were those who scoffed, saying she should spend that time reviewing textbooks instead.
But here and now, that peculiar repertoire of ‘pure magic’ she had developed was proving its worth.
“Here I go!”
Merin stamped forcefully on the Magic Circle she’d drawn on the ground.
Boom!
Ice frozen in the channel shot skyward. She painstakingly carved magic circles made of pure mana onto each piece of ice.
Then she unleashed the Black Ice Magic she’d prepared, sent the ice forward, and followed it with Dark Frost magic in succession.
Crash! Crash! Crash! Crash! Crash! Crash! Crash! Crash!
Normally, throwing just plain ice was weak, so reinforcing it with the Dark Element was standard—but now that she knew White’s nature, she wouldn’t do that.
Tap! Tap!
White began dodging the attacks. Using his ability meant being pierced by pure magic, while deploying a Dark barrier meant the Black Ice Magic would tear through the shield and strike him.
Crack!
Thud!
His Barrier Gauge flickered and pulsed relentlessly.
[Merin Billen: 100%]
[White: 87%]
“Keep going!”
Merin drew the Dark Flame Arts onto her right hand.
“We’re nowhere near done!”
And on her left hand, she traced a pure elemental spell.
Her signature technique: Multi-Casting. She began firing different Dark Magic spells from both hands simultaneously.
White’s Barrier Gauge was steadily being eaten away. Her eyes grew sharp with focus.
‘I’m going to win. No matter what.’

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Four days earlier.
–I was wondering why a junior from Kizen would come all the way out here to Shahed for a Mission Evaluation.
The woman in glasses let out a hollow laugh, watching Merin bow her head low.
–Asking me to teach you the work and tips of being Kizen’s vice president?
–Please, I’m begging you!–Merin bent even deeper at the waist, her voice rising.
–I’ve heard you were the true architect behind Phantasus’s golden age as Student Council president last year! I came to learn from your expertise!–
–That’s your problem, not mine. Why should I eat into my off-hours for that? I’m new here myself, and I’m exhausted.
–I’ll wake up early and take care of your morning schedule the next day instead!–
–That’s ridiculous!
In truth, Merin had come to Shahed from the start to see the previous year’s Kizen vice president. Kamibarez had willingly accompanied her.
–Senior! I’ve finished all the cleaning!–
–Don’t do that.
–You must be hungry. I put some fruit on your desk!–
Merin shadowed the former vice president relentlessly, completing her own Mission Evaluation duties all the while. When Merin’s persistence became too much, the former vice president finally gave in.
–Why are you going this far?–
–…….
Merin’s hands clenched into fists.
–I want to be useful to someone who acknowledged me.
Simon had put her in the vice president’s seat.
Of course, she knew what was being said among the students.
You picked a good friend.
You got lucky with Simon.
The valedictorian of Kizen is your groupmate for the first project? Luck’s on your side.
She understood that it was natural for the elected Student Council president to staff his council with the most reliable people around him, and she knew the criticism about her was nothing but petty jealousy.
But Merin couldn’t rest satisfied with that.
After all, Kizen was a meritocracy.
–I thought about you from the very beginning.
–You’re the most qualified to be vice president in this entire school.
Her face still burned from hearing it, but Simon had said it plainly.
So while she didn’t mind being criticized herself, she hated the thought of Simon taking heat for choosing her.
If she was vice president, she had to prove she deserved it.
–Professor Jane! Would you have time to review my report?–
Day after day since arriving at Kizen.
–How should we handle the cafeteria’s resistance when we run the evaluation period?–
–Everybody! This is Merin from the Student Council! We’re running a quick survey, and……!–
She pushed forward through sleepless nights with relentless effort.
Before the third-year Aezel returned, even a temporary Student Council was fine. Even if it was just a fleeting dream on a summer night, it was fine. Even if everyone’s attention went only to Student Council President Simon, it was fine.
She wanted to prove why Simon had chosen her.
By skill alone.
Merin studied not just to defeat Serne, but to fulfill her duties as vice president.
–Senior! What should we clean next?–
This Mission Evaluation was part of that same dedication.
Eventually, the former vice president’s heart wavered at Merin’s sincerity.
–This is a notebook I used back when I was vice president…… Why am I even doing this.
–Thank you so much, Senior!–
She had to work harder.
She had to push herself further.
In truth, four days of Mission Evaluation time felt short to master the vice president’s duties, but the moment Jane mentioned that Simon was fighting as Student Council president in the Entrance Evaluation Battle, Merin headed straight to Moiran.
“I—!”
Merin threw both arms forward, channeling her Dark Magic.
“I cannot lose!”
Crack-crack-crack!
Pillars of glossy black ice erupted from the ground, engulfing White. White tried to melt the ice with her Anomaly, but Merin hadn’t only deployed Black Ice Magic.
‘!’
His both arms were frozen in place by Pure Magic ice.

Crack!
She surged upward on a pillar of ice, rising to meet White from below.
She shaped the handle from Black Ice Magic and forged the hammer’s head from Pure Magic.

Whoooosh!
The handle groaned and cranked as the ice hammer plummeted downward.
White’s body twisted violently and crumpled beneath the blow, white frost and ice crystals scattering in all directions.
A thunderous roar erupted from the crowd.

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