Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner - Chapter 536

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Necromancer School’s Summoning Genius Episode 536
-Group 10: Simon Polentia.
Finally.
The name everyone had been waiting for had come.
The students not yet drawn were wound tight with tension. Lorain’s eyes sharpened, while Serne smiled knowingly, her tongue flicking across her lips.
Group 10’s A member is Simon Polentia.
Then the assistant drew his hand toward the box for B group.
With this kind of group assignment, who would be selected as B group mattered enormously—the second-ranked student in the class was about to be chosen.
Click.
The assistant handed over the ball, and the head assistant accepted it, writing down the name.
-Group 10: Simon Polentia, Eshu Argel.
“Yesssssssss!”
A thunderous shriek erupted from nowhere.
The students frowned and glanced around. From among the gathered crowd, a girl came rushing toward Simon at remarkable speed.
“Perfect! I drew the best card! Awesome!”
Her energy was through the roof.
Simon smiled awkwardly at the thought of it.
‘Who is this?’
Ripe tangerine-colored hair, an unusual necromancer-flavored hairpin at a distinctive angle.
A short skirt and necktie. A school uniform tailored to fit snugly.
Her face radiated such buoyant, vibrant energy that it overflowed with a beaming smile.
Yay, yay!
The girl, already bouncing around as if she’d scored top marks on the Practical Assessment, suddenly appeared before Simon and spoke.
“Nice to work with you, Buddy! No need for introductions, right?”
Simon’s expression grew uncertain.
“Come on! You’re not going to pretend you don’t know me? You saved me during the hazing ritual when the 3rd year seniors broke my legs, and you even lent me bone adhesive.”
“Oh.”
They’d never formally introduced themselves, but her face was familiar—the kind of casual acquaintance you’d recognize from class if you saw them outside, without really knowing them.
“I’m Eshu Argel!”
She grinned brightly, hands clasped behind her back.
Her personality seemed bursting with vitality and explosive energy.
“Simon Polentia. Pleased to work with you.”
As Simon extended his hand, she blinked a few times. Then, with an “O~” and a curious smile, she took his hand.
‘So B group’s a fresh face after all. Anyway—’
Simon turned his head.
‘Where’s C group taking so long?’
An assistant who’d come from outside was telling something to the assistant drawing the balls. The two nodded and dispersed, and the ball drawing resumed.
But the pupil of the assistant who’d reached into the box suddenly clouded over.
‘Success.’
Serne, watching from afar, smiled wickedly.
‘It takes a little time to create a Reinforced Feather strong enough to mind-control someone at the assistant level~’
She was currently controlling the assistant’s mind.
The assistant’s hand swirled inside the box. Even Lorain, tense and focused on the urgent selection of Simon’s group members, seemed not to notice, her eyes fixed ahead.
‘I’ll definitely pull my name and get into Simon’s group. First, I’ll use Dark Magic to obscure the view inside the box—’
“Let me make something clear.”
Thud.
Aaron descended from the podium and walked over steadily.
“This group assignment will be determined fairly, through complete random selection.”
As he brushed past the assistant’s body, light returned to the assistant’s pupils.
Serne’s expression twisted viciously, and Aaron, his face impassive, reached into the box himself.
“Let go. I’ll draw it.”
“Ah, yes, Professor.”
The assistant stepped back, and Aaron drew a ball from the box and spoke.
“Lorain Arcbold.”
Cheers erupted from among the students.
The head assistant recorded the name, and Lorain, ranked 287th, was confirmed as Group 10’s C member.
“Welcome, Lorain!”
Simon greeted her with a bright smile.
“What?! Really? No way! Neftis’s daughter joined our group?!”
Eshu bounced excitedly. Lorain approached with an embarrassed laugh.
“Ah, hello. Everyone, I’m looking forward to working with you all. I’m glad we’ll be together.”
“If you’re glad, why does your face look like that?”
At Simon’s playful question, she smiled faintly and glanced down at her feet.
“Of course I’m happy to be in the same group as you. If my Anomaly hadn’t been sealed, I could’ve been even more helpful.”
“Don’t say that.”
It was a modest thing to say. Her potential still surpassed anyone else in the department.
“I’ll do my best to help you too.”
“Yeah, I’ll work hard.”
Simon glanced back over his shoulder.
Grrrrrrrr—!
Serne was burning with fury, staring daggers at Lorain’s back.
Lorain, refusing to acknowledge her, kept her arms folded across her chest and turned away, but a victorious smile played on her lips.
“Hey-hey! Perfect, perfect! Our group is absolutely stacked, right? Just one person left from the final D group!”
Eshu, who had spoken, turned her head.
The last four male students were staring ahead with tense expressions on their faces.
Their looks weren’t bad. Two of these four would be going to Simon’s or Serne’s teams anyway.
“Who would you prefer?”
Simon asked Eshu, lowering his voice. She lowered hers in return.
“Honestly, they’re all about the same. Everyone keeps saying it doesn’t matter who joins D group. But me—”
She looked at the shortest of the four male students, standing at the far end.
“As long as we can avoid the Death Knight boy, anyone else is fine…”
“The final member of Group 10 is student Toto Amori.”
Aaaaaaaah!
Toto came rushing over with tears of joy streaming down his face and threw his arms around Simon in a tight embrace.
“One-quarter done! Sniff! I was so worried I’d be left alone!”
“Welcome, Toto.”
Simon smiled and patted his back. Lorain welcomed him as well, while Eshu turned her head away awkwardly.
“Oh, you’re the—!”
Toto belatedly looked at Eshu and spoke.
“You saved me in Summoning Material Studies class!”
“Yeah. Hey there~”
Eshu waved her hand.
The shock of witnessing Toto nearly die to a Ghoul for the first time had been enormous, but she’d still thought Simon would cover for him.
“What’s your assessment? Aseraz.”
At his teammate’s question, Aseraz turned away coldly.
“Simon Polentia’s one-man show, through and through. They’re no match for us.”
Hector was also watching Simon’s Group 10 carefully.
“It stings that Neftis’s daughter ended up with that Simon bastard.”
“Is that so?”
Pierre Buckler, his friend, shoved his hands into his pockets.
“The rumors say her Anomaly’s been sealed anyway. So she’s just ordinary level then, right?”
“Don’t underestimate bloodline, Pierre.”
Hector rose to his full, imposing height.
“We need to widen the gap before that woman’s talent fully blooms. This exam is crucial.”

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With that, all the remaining groups were decided.
As for Serne, the other major focus of everyone’s attention, Simon’s club junior Fitzgerald was assigned to Group 11, which had A-group placement.
With a book tucked under his arm, Fitzgerald adjusted his glasses and extended his hand.
“Pleased to work—”
Thwack!
Fitzgerald, with a reinforced feather lodged in the back of his neck, froze in the exact posture of offering his hand, like a stone statue.
“I knew that would happen.”
“Don’t talk to her carelessly, I told you.”
His teammates sighed heavily. Serne, sitting in her seat, wore an extremely fierce expression.
‘I didn’t expect a Professor to come down and intervene directly.’
But it was already in the past and couldn’t be helped.
What really mattered was which faction—Kizen or the Ivory Tower—would recruit Simon. Being in the same group with Simon didn’t necessarily guarantee an advantage in the recruitment war.
Her gaze shifted to Lorain, who was talking with Simon.
‘You happened to meet Simon at the weakest point of your entire life, didn’t you? I hope you keep limping along like that. Toothless tiger.’
After the group assignments were complete, they were given a thirty-minute break.
Simon’s Group 10 huddled down, exchanging introductions among themselves.
“I’m Simon. I serve as Student Council President, and while I’m skilled across Summoning Magic generally, I’m particularly confident with the Restoration Technique using Skeletons.”
Eshu erupted with “Of course you are!” repeatedly, lighting up the mood. Lorain and Toto clapped along.
“Then it’s my turn next!”
Eshu sprang to her feet, already playing the role of group morale-maker flawlessly.
“I’m Eshu! I’m ranked 180th overall, and my specialty is Curse Dolls!”
Confusion flickered across the three faces. Simon spoke for the group.
“You specialize in Curse Dolls, but you’re in the Summoning Department, not Curse Studies?”
“Right. I’m more specialized in the ‘doll’ aspect than the ‘curse’ part.”
She gestured, and intricate Summoning Magic circles bloomed around her.
Pop!
Pop!
Then translucent figures tumbled forth—like sprites from a storybook brought to life.
Childlike and cartoonish though they were, they had distinct features. Yet they remained unmistakably dolls; thin stitching ran along their backs, barely visible but present.
Giggle!
Giggle!
They chased each other in a game of tag and clambered onto Eshu’s head to nap, snoring softly.
Lorain’s eyes—fond of cute things—sparkled brilliantly, but she quickly blushed and suppressed the emotion with a quiet hum.
Simon crossed his arms, watching intently.
‘A family-specific Dark Magic art. Summoned creatures that can be linked with curses.’
“Well, it’s time to head home.”
Eshu shaped a door from Dark Magic, and the dolls giggled as they filed inside.
“I have tiny ones like these, and some that are enormous. I’ll show you properly later.”
“I’m looking forward to it.”
Curse Dolls were typically used by placing a curse on an opponent and then using the doll as a linked conduit.
For instance, one would apply the Life Link Dark Magic between the target and the doll, then stab the doll with a nail to inflict damage on the enemy.
But as Eshu had explained, she seemed far more specialized in Summoning and control than in curses. By late first year, she must have agonized over choosing between the Curse Department and the Summoning Department before ultimately selecting Summoning.
This type was rare in the Summoning Department.
Necromancers skilled in curses always held their own on any battlefield and boasted remarkable versatility. She would be a valuable asset going forward.
“Now then.”
All eyes turned eagerly to Lorain. She swept back her midnight-black hair and opened her mouth.
“I’m Lorain. Last year I ranked 287th. My specialties are Single Summoned Creature Control and Dark Deployment.”
Watching her avoid mentioning the Anomaly, Simon sent her silent encouragement.
Eshu burst into applause, cheering wildly.
“I believe in you! I believe! I’ll believe in you, Lorain! I’m so happy we’re in the same group! I’m counting on you!”
Lorain sighed as if used to such treatment.
“We’re both second-years—you don’t need the honorific. You can just talk to me normally.”
“Don’t you remember?”
Eshu suddenly pointed at her own chest and thrust her face forward. Lorain leaned back, blinking.
“We haven’t met before in the Summoning Department, have we?”
“That’s not it! I knew from the very beginning!”
She clapped her hands together meaningfully, laughing.
“When we were little, I didn’t call you just ‘Lorain’—I called you ‘my lady.'”
“……!”
What kind of bombshell revelation was this?
Simon and Toto flushed as they turned to Lorain. She looked taken aback for a moment, then scanned Eshu from head to toe before her eyes widened.
“Wait—could it be from when we were young……?”
“Yes! I worked as a maid at your Mansion for a time, though it was irregular work!”
Eshu laughed, scratching her head.
“It was ages ago, and I quit after I was old enough to understand, but working at the Death Witch’s Mansion at that time, I think I soaked up such good energy that I became a Necromancer myself! That’s what I think anyway, so I’m always grateful!”
“Now I remember! My one peer-aged maid suddenly moved away, and we never got to say goodbye. I never thought we’d meet again like this!”
The two girls clasped hands, pouring out memories. Simon and Toto, momentarily sidelined, smiled quietly.
There was no room to insert themselves when childhood friends were reuniting.
‘Still, she must have worked hard at such a young age.’
Simon looked at Eshu with that thought in mind.
She seemed most likely to be a commoner, or possibly the child of a fallen noble family. Either way, seeing how well she’d turned out, how she’d entered Kizen, and how she laughed so brightly was a pleasure to behold.
Soon after, they returned to introductions.
“I’m Toto, Toto Amori!”
Toto bowed his head respectfully in greeting.
“Well, I’m embarrassed to say it, but I’m ranked 382nd overall, and I joined the Mutation Club with Simon. And my specialty is ambush tactics in the Basement using Death Worms.”
Simon looked at him.
“Toto, didn’t you originally use Parasitic Undead Parasite as your main ability?”
He remembered the Mutation Club interview, when Toto had used Parasites to control dog monsters.
“Oh, yeah, that was the original plan, but the kids at Kizen are so strong that regular monsters just won’t cut it. So I switched from Parasites to Death Worms.”
“So you’re a bug specialist, then? Death Knight boy!”
Eshu laughed, her shoulders shaking. Toto’s face flushed crimson.
“Please stop calling me that……!”
She placed a hand over her mouth and mimicked a boy’s voice, calling out:
“Professor! If it’s a Dullahan in the first semester! Can we make one next time? Every summoner’s dream! A Death Knight!”
“Nooooo!”
As she recited his embarrassing past right in front of him, Toto waved his hands frantically, his face burning. Simon and Lorain couldn’t help themselves either—they burst out laughing.
‘The atmosphere’s better than I expected.’
There was no one person whose presence dampened the mood, no one with an ostentatiously jarring style, and he had a good feeling their teamwork would mesh well.
“Everyone, listen up.”
Aaron stepped forward then.
“Just because a group’s been assigned doesn’t mean you should pour your emotions into it. I don’t know how many times I’ve had to say this, but this isn’t like those absolute group projects from first year. It’s far more common for us to perform tasks with new team options or as separate group members, so keep that in mind.”
The students all nodded in unison. In other words, membership wasn’t set in stone.
“Break time is over. We’re moving to the testing grounds now.”
“Yes, sir!”
At last, it was beginning.
All the students who’d been clustered in groups of four rose from their seats with energy.

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