Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner - Chapter 58

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The Summoning Genius of the Necromancer Academy – Episode 58
Beginner Black Magic, Necromancy, and even Hematurgy, which was only the first lesson.
The professors at Kizen had rolled out a curriculum that seemed deeply preoccupied with the Duel Assessment.
Of course, Curse Magic, today’s final class, was no exception.
“When I enter the classroom, the first thing I do is look into my students’ eyes.”
Bahil, dressed as always in an elegant pure white suit, set his Felt Bowler Hat down on the lecturer’s desk as he spoke.
“My, what troubled eyes today. It looks like you’ll have trouble concentrating in class. Shall I peer into what you’re all thinking? Ah, the Duel Assessment, of course. Your minds are filled with nothing but the Duel Assessment!”
Bahil’s glib manner drew scattered laughter from around the room.
“I graduated from Kizen myself, so I understand well. The fact that you’ll have to fight fellow Kizen students must make you anxious and uneasy. But don’t worry. I’ll show you the way.”
Bahil flashed a smile that radiated characteristic trustworthiness.
“In just this one lesson, I’ll teach you the method to subdue your opponent swiftly and safely. All you need to do is trust me and follow along.”
The students’ eyes gleamed with interest.
It made sense—the name Bahil carried a towering, almost untouchable radiance for seventeen-year-old boys and girls alike.
“By now, I believe your Black Magic Styles have taken fairly concrete form. Let’s divide this lesson into two parts.”
Bahil looked around the room.
“Those of you who’ve already decided which Black Magic you’ll use in the Duel Assessment will need a Curse specialized in support. I’ll teach you a speedy ‘Leg Down’—a fast, lightweight way to pressure your opponent without burden.”
The students murmured among themselves. This was a spell that didn’t appear in the textbooks.
“Humans are creatures with an extraordinarily unstable sense of balance—they stand upright on their hind legs alone, walking with their backs perfectly straight. A simple fall renders most action impossible. Leg Down applies exhaustion to only localized areas, including the opponent’s feet, restricting their movement. If it takes hold strongly or the opponent moves recklessly, they simply topple over. Of course, the advantage is that it’s faster and lighter than Exgust.”
Bahil smiled broadly.
“And for those of you rifling through your textbooks right now—you won’t find it no matter how hard you look. That’s because I’ve refined it myself.”
Ooooh—
The students let out cries of admiration.
“Next, those who aspire to Curse Magic, or those who’ll use Curse as their main focus in the Duel Assessment, and those who haven’t yet decided which Black Magic to employ—for you, I’ll teach the refined Remake Paralyze.”
Remake Paralyze! Again, a spell that didn’t appear in the textbooks.
“Its effect is weaker than standard Paralyze, but through real-combat refinement, you can complete it faster. And I’ve arranged it so you can produce effects using basic Rune Language and formula combinations available to first-years. If you stack during combat, you should be able to recreate the original spell’s effect.”
The students were given two choices.
The light but effective Leg Down, or the heavier Remake Paralyze that could reliably suppress an opponent.
“Well then, let’s divide up.”
Bahil clapped his hands together.
“Those going to the left will study Leg Down; those going to the right will study Remake Paralyze.”
The students began to murmur and split left and right.
At that moment, Bahil’s gaze fixed on a single point.
‘…Well then, Simon Polentia.’
A gleam of madness flickered in his eyes.
‘A genius like you must wear the garments that suit him perfectly. Curses are the absolute best way to showcase your Dark Element at two hundred percent! Cast off that ancient, worn-out Summoning Magic. Using Summoning Magic as your main focus in a Duel Assessment is something even fools wouldn’t do! Surely you know that too?’
Bahil was tensing his jaw in a way uncharacteristic of him, his expression strained.
Simon, who had been speaking with Dick, Merin, and Kamibarez, soon changed direction.
‘Which way! Of course to the right…!’
Simon entered from the left with Merin. Dick and Kamibarez went to the right.
Seeing Simon’s choice, Bahil bit down hard on his lip.
He had chosen Curses not as his ‘main’ but as his ‘secondary’ focus once again.
“Professor Bahil.”
At that moment, a hand came to rest on the shoulders of the furious Bahil.
As he turned around with eyes glistening with madness, he saw the gray-eyed teaching assistant with her forefinger pressed to her lips.
“That expression—I see it coming.”
“……”
Bahil’s expression fell as though a lie, and in the next moment, his usual gentle smile spread across his face.
“My, I suppose I got a bit excited. Thank you, Chehekl.”
“Not at all. It’s my role. Now then, the instructions.”
Bahil straightened his necktie.
The teaching assistants were visible rifling through the formula designs for Leg Down, preparing to teach.
“Send all the assistants to the right. I’ll teach Leg Down myself.”
“…Yes? But last week you said you’d be teaching Remake Paralyze…!”
“I’ve had a change of heart.”
This was troublesome.
The teaching assistants had stayed up all night preparing materials and had been ready to teach Leg Down.
Chehekl considered whether to try persuading him, but Bahil’s face showed not the slightest sign of wavering.
‘He has no intention of changing his mind, not even if it kills him.’
An assistant obeys the professor’s orders, nothing more. She bowed her head.
“Understood.”
Chehekl approached the teaching assistants who were preparing for class. They were setting up Mana Projectors and distributing materials to the students.
“Hold on—all assistants, gather round.”
The sudden assembly call caught the assistants off guard, and they hurried over, bewildered.
“What’s going on? We have a two-hour class, so we need to start right now.”
“The professor changed his mind. He’s going to teach Leg Down himself.”
“What?”
Bahil’s assistants murmured in dismay.
“No way, that’s crazy! We’ve been prepping Leg Down this whole time, and now you’re changing everything last minute…!”
“This is ridiculous! Senior, can’t you talk him out of it?”
Chehekl folded her arms.
“You all know he’s not the type to listen to persuasion, don’t you?”
……
“The professor’s whims aren’t new—stop your whining and get ready. I’ll handle the Paralyze class somehow.”
The assistants set down their materials with slumped shoulders and shuffled away.
As Chehekl patted the juniors’ backs in encouragement, her gaze drifted to a single boy sitting in the classroom.
‘The professor’s behaving that way… probably because of that kid, isn’t it?’
With the thought that both she and everyone else would have a rough time ahead, Chehekl turned on her heel.

* * *
So it went through Curse Magic—the last class of the day was finally over.
Dick had gone down to Rochester, and Merin and Kamibarez had headed to the women’s dormitory. Simon, meanwhile, sat alone on a bench with no one around, gazing blankly at the sky.
A beautiful sunset was spreading across the heavens.
[What thoughts occupy your mind so deeply, boy?]
As Simon sat there lost in reverie, Pier spoke to him. Simon’s eyes remained fixed on the sky as he replied.
“Pier, does a Legion Commander really have to specialize in Summoning Magic?”
Pier laughed softly.
[There’s no such requirement! If you choose Combat Magic instead, I can personally oversee the legion! The legion can take a support role while you maximize your own strength—it’s entirely your choice. The legion will respect that will.]
……
When Simon said nothing for a moment, Pier’s lips curled upward.
[What. Did you expect me to talk you out of it?]
Simon’s expression flinched slightly.
[Tell me. What’s shaking you like this?]
“No, it’s just…….”
Simon let out a deep sigh.
“Everyone says it—Summoning Magic is weak. It’s outdated. Not just other professors and students, but even Professor Aaron, who teaches Summoning Magic himself.”
[And so.]
Pier said.
[Are you going to abandon Summoning Magic?]
……
The moment he considered giving up Summoning Magic, Simon felt a sharp resistance surge from within.
A powerful refusal welled up in his chest.
[That feeling right now—that’s probably your true heart.]
Pier laughed knowingly.
[My thought, boy, is this: you love Summoning Magic! Sure, you enjoy learning new things and take pride in your achievements as a general matter, but what you feel toward Summoning Magic is different. Do you really need the legion to find reasons to continue with it?]
……
Simon couldn’t deny a single word.
[But! What you’re worrying about isn’t that, is it.]
“Pardon?”
[Boy. Your principles and values are already set. It doesn’t suit you at all to agonize over whether to quit Summoning Magic just because of what others say! It’s something deeper. Something more trivial and petty than that!]
Pier’s smile stretched wide.
[You want to win this Duel Assessment using only Summoning Magic, don’t you?]
……!
Simon looked down at Pier’s projection with a startled expression. Then he let out a small sigh and laughed quietly.
“Wow, I can’t fool you, can I.”
[Kehehehe!]
“It’s stupid, right? I don’t know when I’ll grow up. Even though there are better methods, I keep wanting to win with Summoning Magic…….”
[What do you think the reason is?]
“Just… it irritates me.”
Simon said.
“Summoning Magic is weak. It requires time. It needs the support of other disciplines. You can’t win with Summoning Magic alone. I’ve heard nothing but that all day long. From the assistants, from Dick, from the professors, and even from Toto, who’s a Summoning Magic student herself.”
Simon crossed his arms.
“It’s not even my major yet, but it got to me. The way Summoning Magic gets treated like that.”
[But you’ve always chosen efficient means. Those two principles clashed, and that’s what troubled you.]
“Yes.”
Simon rose from his seat and brushed dust from his trousers.
[So what did you decide?]
“This time, I’m going for the dream.”
Simon smiled wryly.
“Imagine it, Pier.”
Everyone denies it. All of them.
But what if, right in front of all those doubters, I actually won the Duel Assessment using nothing but Summoning Magic?
“Wouldn’t that feel incredible?”
It would feel like the weight lifting from your chest all at once.
[Kahahahahaha! That’s it! Exactly that!]
Pier’s avatar roared with laughter, the sound ringing out.
[Walking a path others won’t walk — the very act itself is special and worthwhile! And you have both the ability and the talent to do it, so why wouldn’t you? Remember this, boy!]
Blue flames blazed to life around Pier’s form.
[You are a Legion Commander of my own choosing! Don’t hesitate before the lines that sardines have drawn — not with a shark’s body! Do whatever you desire!]
“Yes, Pier.”
A genuine, unburdened smile finally bloomed across Simon’s face.
“Now I’m truly certain of my choice.”

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