Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner - Chapter 562

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The Necromancer School’s Summoning Genius Episode 562
Click.
Simon pulled out the briefcase he’d received from Kizen Headquarters.
Unassuming as it looked, it was something of a secret weapon. Inside the briefcase, instead of documents, an artifact had been installed, and the magical circles engraved on the case’s surface were connected to this artifact.
He’d learned the operating procedure beforehand from a headquarters staff member. He turned the device’s dial to the correct position and pressed the activation button.
Whirrr!
As the device activated, gray-lit figures and historical abnormal phenomena suddenly began to materialize throughout Room 38.
The device was recording all of it.
[Fascinating! Is this Neftis’s handiwork?]
The Ghost of Time chuckled with genuine curiosity.
[Her power is truly formidable! It’s on an entirely different level from my own abilities.]
-$@&%^@$!!
-@$*#%?
Time and events tangled chaotically, making it impossible to discern what scene was playing out, but once he delivered this to headquarters, they would decrypt it themselves and extract whatever scenes they needed.
‘That aside.’
Simon turned his gaze toward the Ghost of Time.
The spirit had said something quite clear.
-The Master of the Ivory Tower is definitely plotting something sinister using this tower!
And the headquarters staff member had said much the same.
-I can’t discuss the details because this is classified at the highest level, but this mission concerns the peace of the entire continent. The Master of the Ivory Tower is scheming something.
The accounts from both sides aligned.
And both had pointed to the Master of the Ivory Tower as the mastermind.
‘At this point, something is clearly unfolding in this tower.’
To summarize: Kizen Headquarters had caught the scent of an incident, and had sent Simon to gather clues in order to uncover whatever scheme the Master of the Ivory Tower was concocting.
But the problem was.
-In four days, something terrible will befall this tower.
The timing was sooner than Kizen Headquarters had anticipated. If that statement was true, time was running short.
Under these circumstances, this was no longer just about intelligence gathering—he might find himself directly caught up in that very incident.
Simon turned to look at the Ghost of Time again.
“You said earlier that you wanted to help me, didn’t you?”
[That I did.]
“Then what do you want? What benefit would helping me bring you?”
[My goal is simple: I wish for the Tower of Time to still exist in four days.]
Simon nodded. The objective was clear and easy to understand.
[The tower must continue to exist for me to exist as well! And for this purpose, your role is crucial.]
“What exactly do you want me to do?”
The Ghost of Time descended to the ground and drew near to Simon.
[I approached you for no other reason than this.]
The spirit made a gesture as if placing his hand on Simon’s hair, then drew out two thin, threadlike strands from Simon’s head.
One was sky blue.
The other was ivory.
[These two girls are deeply bound to this tower’s fate.]
As the hair filaments fluttered and moved, the silhouettes of two girls materialized in the empty air.
Simon’s face flushed crimson, and he quickly averted his eyes. Though they were mere illusions, the two figures were rotating in their bare forms.
[They’re also intertwined with your past. What is your relationship to them?]
“They’re schoolmates. We attend the same academy.”
[I see. Then they are the very key to preventing the coming catastrophe!]
Simon’s expression turned puzzled.
“Merin and Serne?”
[Precisely those two.]
“But neither of them is in the Ivory Tower right now.”
[Their current whereabouts matter little.]
The Ghost of Time smiled knowingly and opened his palm.
[I’ll strain my power to their limits and show you, one by one, their pasts and the secrets of the Ivory Tower.]
“……The secrets of the Ivory Tower?”
[Indeed! When you’ve learned all the truth from within their pasts, you will decide for yourself what judgment to make and what action to take. Everything rests with you.]
His fingers moved like they were gliding across piano keys.
[Depending on your choice, the fate of this tower will change as well.]
Whoooooosh—
Before his words had finished falling, Simon’s vision was engulfed in gray.

* * *
‘…….’
Simon opened his eyes slowly.
When consciousness returned, he found himself inside the Gray-Light History.
Chirp-chirp!
Chirp!
In the garden, children could be seen romping about.
“Follow me!”
“Yay!”
One figure stood out among them.
‘Ah!’
Simon couldn’t suppress a smile.
Sky-blue hair and sapphire eyes.
There was no mistaking it — this was Merin as a child.
“Hahahaha!”
Merin was the natural leader here too. Bounding about with such vigorous energy, she was bold enough in temperament to wrap even the boys her age around her finger.
“Merin! It’s time to eat.”
A man wearing glasses walked into the garden where the children played.
It was Danielle. He looked considerably younger than when Simon had seen him in the banquet hall.
“Dad! Dad!”
Young Merin scampered over and showed him a marble.
“I did it again! I froze this one solid!”
“How wonderful.”
Danielle knelt on one knee and ruffled her hair.
“Grandpa and Grandma love it when I freeze these marbles! None of the other children can do it, but I can! They said I’m the perfect material to be the next Tower Master!”
“Is that so.”
He spoke with a smile, yet his face was clouded with worry.
Young Merin seemed to sense it and tilted her head.
“Dad, you don’t want me to become Tower Master?”
Danielle’s pupils trembled violently for a moment. Then he closed his eyes tight and answered with a forced smile.
“How could that be? I’m so proud of you. My daughter.”
“Ehehe!”
Merin nestled into his embrace.
Danielle laughed softly and lifted her up.
“Now then, shall we go eat…….”
“Master Danielle, we have a problem!”
At that moment, a group of robed figures rushed toward him.
“What is the commotion?”
“Chaos outside, sir! The Tower Master has returned!”
“Is that so.”
Danielle gazed toward the distance.
“Two years since departure…… it took quite a while.”
“To abandon the tower without a word and leave us understaffed for two years — the audacity!”
“Don’t say that. Let’s all go and see.”
Danielle smiled faintly and looked at Merin.
“Will you come with us, Merin?”
“Yes!”
Danielle and his group descended the stairs and arrived at the main gate. Many people were already waiting in their positions.
Danielle and the Moderate Faction stood on the opposite side from the Radical Faction led by the Tower Master.
Moments passed.
“The Tower Master enters!”
Murmur, murmur, murmur!
At last, Bermud appeared — the Tower Master who had returned to the tower after two years.
Like Danielle, he looked far younger than he had in the banquet hall.
But then.
“This is unacceptable!”
The crowd began to outcry.
Simon leaned forward to see what was wrong, and noticed a small hand like a fern frond clasped in the Tower Master’s grip.
“The Tower Master has brought a child!”
The child who came with her was a girl with unkempt platinum blonde hair.
Danielle’s Moderate Faction erupted in fury without question, and even members of the Radical Faction who prided themselves on the Tower’s order and bloodline denounced Bermud.
“A child? Now you speak of a child?”
“This is far too transparent!”
The Ivory Tower’s Master wielded tremendous power, and his magical prowess was beyond reproach—save for one fatal flaw.
He could not bear children.
Unable to produce an heir, the opposing Moderate Faction’s influence swelled by the day. It had reached the point where Danielle’s daughter, of the Moderate Faction, was being groomed as the next successor.
Yet the Ivory Tower’s Master had brought a child.
“This is unacceptable! Master of the Tower!”
An elder of the Ivory Tower stepped forward to speak.
“Do you now claim you can have a child after all this time…!”
“I found her.”
At the Ivory Tower’s Master’s words, silence fell over the gathering.
“I could not turn away from a dying child, so I brought her here.”
The Ivory Tower’s Master’s hunger for power was legendary.
Everyone had expected him to stubbornly insist she was his own daughter, yet he candidly revealed that the child was merely one he had found.
The unexpected declaration brought a brief hush, but it lasted only a moment. Shouts erupted from all sides.
“Do not play such games with us!”
“I speak plainly! Unless she hails from one of the Ten Great Houses, we cannot recognize her as part of the Ivory Tower’s bloodline!”
The elders poured out their anger.
And those who dared not voice their fury at the all-powerful Ivory Tower’s Master turned their rage upon the child instead.
“Look at that filthy state!”
“A child reeking of the gutters becoming Ivory Tower’s Master? Preposterous!”
Even the other children laughed and pointed, their giggles sharp and cruel.
“Beggar! Beggar! She’s a beggar~”
“A street rat!”
Hahahaha!
The small girl with platinum blonde hair shrank in fear, hiding behind the Ivory Tower’s Master.
“Stand tall.”
But the Ivory Tower’s Master pushed her forward again.
“If you lose your nerve now, you cannot survive in this place.”
“…Yes.”
As the entire nobility of the Ivory Tower spewed their wrath and the atmosphere grew ever more hostile—
“Hi there!”
A girl suddenly approached her.
“What’s your name?”
With boldness that cut through the Ivory Tower’s Master’s shadow, she grasped the beggar girl’s hand and smiled brightly—this child was none other than the next heir apparent.
Merin.
‘When did she get over there?’
Danielle’s eyes widened in shock. He could have sworn she was standing beside him moments before, yet somehow she’d already crossed the distance.
The platinum-haired girl spoke quietly, averting her gaze.
“…S-Serne.”
“Nice to meet you, Serne! I’m Merin. This is your first time here, right? Let’s play together!”
With that, she seized Serne’s hand and ran.
“I’ll show you around!”
“…W-wait… my hands are dirty.”
“That’s fine!”
The adults watching the two small figures dash toward the Garden stood slack-jawed.
“Well.”
The Ivory Tower’s Master smiled.
“We should all be ashamed. There is much we adults might learn from our children.”
The elders of the Ivory Tower let out awkward breaths.

* * *
Whoooosh—
The memory ended.
Simon blinked and glanced around. He was back inside Room 38.
[About a minute has passed now. What do you think of what you’ve seen—their past?]
The Ghost of Time asked. Simon pressed a hand to his forehead, sitting in a daze for a moment before responding.
“Did you really show me their past?”
“True enough. You can see it for yourself, can’t you?”
“If you’ve made all this up just to deceive me…….”
“Ha! What a hurtful thing to say! If that’s what you think, you could always contact the two of them directly and ask.”
“…….”
She had a point.
Simon did know the broad outlines of Merin and Serne’s pasts. In fact, from the beginning he’d been confident their histories were genuine.
“Looks like the artifact’s information gathering is complete.”
Click.
The briefcase ceased its operation. A blue light illuminated one compartment, confirming the footage had been properly recorded.
Through the window, dawn was breaking across the sky. He had to get back to the Lodging before anyone spotted him.
“So you’ll be heading to the 63rd Floor at dawn tomorrow?”
“……Yes, well. That’s right.”
“I’ll see you there! I’ll help you disable the security again tomorrow. And you’ll have to hear the story of those two girls as well.”
He adjusted the Rabbit Mask as he spoke.
“That is, if you’d like to hear it.”
Simon nodded slowly.

* * *
Morning had come.
When he finally returned to his room in the Lodging after that ordeal, the place was in complete disarray thanks to Merida’s sleep habits.
Still, she seemed to have tired of it herself—no more of those strange episodes where she’d hurl Curses in her sleep. Simon managed to lie down and catch at least a little rest.
He was sleeping deeply when a knock sounded at the door.
“Who is it?”
“……I-Mirde.”
It was Mirde, the Ivory Tower student who’d been on the receiving end of Merida’s rampage.
The moment Simon opened the door, she threw herself flat on the floor.
“I-I came to tell you it’s breakfast time, no wait—to escort you, sir!”
“Got it.”
Simon woke Merida, and together they took the Magical Circle Elevator down to the Banquet Hall on the 1st Floor.
The guests were already deep in their meal.
“The greatest night of my life! I witnessed the founding of the Shahad Kingdom! Hot tears streamed down my face!”
“I have to go see it myself right now! Tell me which floor you were on!”
The guests buzzed with excitement, trading information about the Abnormal Phenomenon they’d witnessed the night before.
Simon and Merida took their seats at a table, still half-asleep.
“I’ll bring your meal right away!”
Mirde stammered the words out, trembling. Deep shadows hung beneath her eyes—clearly she hadn’t slept a wink since Merida’s outburst.
“Speak naturally.”
Merida said it.
“The adults might think it strange otherwise.”
“……Y-yes! I mean, okay!”
Mirde flinched at the mere eye contact with Merida. Simon stood up from his seat.
“We’ll get our own food. And Mirde.”
“Yes?”
“Is there a vacant room we could use in the 60s Floors today? I’d like to do some cleaning over there.”
Of course, the real reason was to get closer for tomorrow’s early visit to the 63rd Floor.
“O-oh, we’d actually appreciate it if you cleaned the upper floors since they’re more difficult…… but are you sure?”
“Yeah. There’s something about the Abnormal Phenomena happening on the 60s Floors I want to see.”
“Understood. I’ll check if there’s an empty room available.”
After Mirde left, Simon and Merida enjoyed a light breakfast.
Then Simon spotted a familiar face.
“You still haven’t caught Girdon?”
“Since he’s a Necromancer who uses Spatial Magic, the search has been difficult. However, we’ve secured a hard barrier from the 70th Floor up, so he won’t be able to descend any further.”
He recognized the voice.
Danielle was conversing with several people.
“Merida, I’ll be back in a moment.”
“Sure.”
Simon approached Danielle. As their conversation ended, Danielle noticed him and welcomed him warmly.
“Ah, Student Council President Simon. Did you sleep well?”
“Yes! Thanks to your consideration.”
In truth, between the secret mission and Merida, he’d barely slept at all. The two of them sat down in nearby chairs.
“Ah, come to think of it, I’ve heard that Merin visited the Tower of Time once as well.”
“Hehe, yes, a few times when I was young.”
Simon exchanged various remarks with Danielle.
The main topic of conversation was, naturally, about Merin.
“At school, Merin and Serne have a strained relationship, and it’s been weighing on me.”
Simon dropped the subject casually, and Danielle laughed awkwardly.
“Yes, that’s been a headache for us at the Ivory Tower as well.”
“From what I’ve heard,”
Simon’s eyes sharpened with keen interest.
“The two of them were extremely close when they were young. On their first meeting, Merin blocked the path in front of the Master of the Ivory Tower, then grabbed Serne’s hand and led her away, saying she’d give her a tour of the tower, didn’t she?”
At those words,
Danielle’s expression was suffused with bewilderment.
“……Hmm! Ahem. Hehe, my daughter does tell quite the stories, doesn’t she.”
The more Simon talked with Danielle, the stronger his conviction grew.
That past he’d witnessed before—every bit of it was true.

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