Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner - Chapter 638

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Necromancer School’s Summoning Genius – Chapter 638
Truth and falsehood.
From the moment she was born, she believed her life was a lie.
Abandoned by her birth mother, she drifted through the city’s sewers before being sold to a couple who ran a drug operation—none of it felt like the true world to her.
During moments of mortal danger, she often experienced out-of-body episodes.
Shedding her heavy flesh, she would soar upward and gaze down at the village, overlook the mountains and sea, and finally become one with the clouds in the sky.
When winged angels sounded their trumpets and delighted her with their presence.
Then she truly believed this was the “True World.”
Maggot-infested food, brutal labor and abuse, a stinking sewer—it could not be her world. She experienced out-of-body episodes with increasing frequency and denied the environment surrounding her, but.
In the end, reality was always waiting.
No matter how joyful and ecstatic the hours, she always returned to this shabby reality.
She thought of herself as a child of heaven. Watching her peers collapse one by one in the drug fields, she endured among them, gazing at the sky and praying that one day the angels would return her to her true world.
—Eber. Heaven must be so happy that it takes time because so many people want to go there.
Her only friend had said that.
—Let’s endure. If we live here and stack up suffering, that suffering will accumulate piece by piece into a ticket to heaven.
—Survive, Eber.
Her only friend collapsed in the drug field the very next day, white foam at her lips, and was discarded.
Eber Kire had survived in this fake world with grim determination, just as her friend had wished.
She was certain that soon she would ascend to a radiant reality, to the heaven beyond the sky.
But the end never came, and her life proved stubborn.
‘…….’
Exhausted, she made a wish.
If you will not end my life—
Then at least show me a glimpse of the heaven I will one day reach.
—My daughter.
Then a voice answered.
Eber Kire was certain it was the voice of a goddess.
That voice had given her a mission, and afterward, she gained the power to create heaven.
—Hahahaha! Hahahahahaha!
She transformed the drug field into a dandelion meadow of her liking. The enraged adults and the friends who had tormented her—she turned them all to wood and burned them together with the meadow.
Her own heaven.
Into a life that had been nothing but falsehood, a small heaven of her own had finally come into being.
‘I will create a one-way ticket to heaven that never returns.’
To reach the true heaven.
She had decided to build her own heaven within this lie.

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Roaaaaaar—!
Brilliant Holiness blazed outward from Eber Kire as its center.
She wore Holiness upon her body, and from her abdomen hung the limp arm of the true Saint of Harvest, whose essence had been stolen away.
Grotesque and eerie as she was, Eber Kire planted her bare feet on the ground.
Whoooooosh—
Wheat rose higher and higher across the entire arena, swaying in the wind. The whole arena had transformed into a golden wheat field touched with sunset hues.
[Most pleasing.]
Eber Kire surveyed the wheat field with satisfaction in her newly acquired power.
“You……!”
Rette clenched her teeth.
“How are you using that power? No—before that, how are you even here in Rocksum?”
Eber Kire laughed with a trembling delight.
[I have been in Rocksum from the beginning.]
Eber Kire’s objective was the destruction of Kizen, the heart of the Necromancers.
She had manipulated the Balkeje Clan and twisted reality itself. She had smoothly advanced her plan—keeping the Balkeje arena that should have been sent back, leaving it in Rocksum as the sixteenth arena, and much more.
Everything had gone according to plan, until the unexpected arrival of a certain person threw it all into jeopardy.
The Saint of Harvest, no less.
With the Saint’s Authority, she could estimate the position of Holiness users. What had been fortunate for Eber Kire was that the “Dummy” she had prepared was discovered first, not herself.
The Dummy had informed Eber Kire of its exposure, and Eber Kire had traced the flow of Holiness backward to locate the Saint of Harvest.
It had been a difficult struggle, but she had ambushed the Saint—who had been sealing her power—and finally succeeded in cutting through with her Ability.
Afterward, she had read through the Saint of Harvest’s mind.
She learned that Israphil of the Sacred Federation was cooperating with the Dark Alliance to prevent war.
And she discovered that if the Saint of Harvest were left to her fate, the Federation would send an even more powerful Saint with far greater detection abilities.
The next Saint to arrive was the Star Saint, Sardena.
With information about her secured, Eber Kire altered her plan. She devoured the Saint of Harvest, absorbed a portion of her power, then transformed herself to match the Saint’s appearance exactly and pretended to be the victim. It was effortless to manipulate reality and make wheat grow around her.
And she ordered the second Dummy to escape the island.
Kizen’s agents believed the Saint of Harvest had fallen to Eber Kire, and they moved her to a safe cave. They became obsessed with tracking the Dummy that had fled the island.
In the meantime, the Star Saint arrived. But preparations were already complete. Even if they sensed holiness across the entire island, they would only detect the Saint of Harvest’s.
“Then……!”
Simon bit his lip.
“You were in the cave all along!”
[That’s right. It was me.]
Eber Kire’s mouth twisted into a grin.
[If I resolve to do something, it comes to pass. When I decide, every human must obey. No one on this continent can stand against this Divine Power!]
Whissssssh—
The wheat stalks began rising higher and higher.
[But before I fight the Death Witch, I don’t think I need to waste Divine Power just tidying up you lot.]
She extended her fingertips.
[Let me test out this new Saint’s power I’ve acquired.]
Flash!
In that instant, Simon’s bloodshot eyes blazed as he charged forward brutally.
“Simon! Get ahold of yourself!”
Rette cried out. Simon carved through the wheat field as he charged, and in the same motion, he tore open a Subspace.
Whoooosh!
Pier’s Bones came flying from the Subspace, engulfing Simon’s body. When he stretched his right hand, now covered in Pier’s arm bones, a snow-white Greatsword flew to meet it—click!—and he seized it.
In an instant, Simon had transformed into a skeletal knight clad in Pier, and as his body spun full circle, the formless Cloak draped across his back fluttered and twisted in harmony with his rotation.
“Haaaah!”
Craaaaaaang!
The white blade, swung in a ferocious arc, struck something and held.
‘The Sword of Ruin……!’
Clang-clang-clang!
It was blocked by a Barrier spread before her like a shield wall.
This was no Anomaly of Eber Kire’s own. It was a protective barrier woven from holiness—from a Saint’s Authority.
‘The Saint of Harvest’s power!’
Eber Kire snickered. Simon immediately kicked off the ground and retreated, tearing open a massive Subspace.
“Mages! Fire!”
Dark Blaze
Black flames unleashed by the Skeleton Mages from within the Subspace hammered against the protective barrier relentlessly.
Blind
Paralyze
Simon fired successive Curses from his left arm, which held no sword, but even the Curses could not penetrate the barrier.
Physical force, Shadow Element magic, Curses—
Nothing was working.
Simon gritted his teeth and fell back.
[Kizen was hiding something extraordinary.]
Eber Kire snickered.
[A mere student was actually a Legion Commander. How delightful.]
She swung her arm, and in a blink, brilliant flashes erupted like rain from a Magic Circle of light that materialized in the air.
“Ugh!”
Simon swung his Greatsword fiercely in place to swat those attacks down. But a flash coming at an odd angle bent away from the blade and veered toward Simon’s shoulder.
Boom!
At that moment, Rette appeared with hair like driving snow, kicking the White Magic away.
“Rette!”
“Don’t rush in carelessly, sir.”
Rette said as she landed on the ground.
“The Saint of Harvest boasts the strongest defense among all Saints. As long as she keeps her feet on the ground, breaching that barrier is realistically impossible.”
Simon’s eyes sharpened.
“So feet on the ground is the condition?”
“Yes. We’d need to make her lift them, but that’s hardly likely…….”
“We have to try.”
Click!
Simon lifted the Sword of Ruin high. Teal-Blue Darkness stained the blade.
Rette, too, turned her back toward Simon and fully released the seal on her Chalk Necklace. Starlight erupted as tremendous holiness poured forth.
[I never thought I’d see a sight like this.]
Eber Kire laughed.
A boy and girl, each pouring forth black power and white power respectively, were directing fierce hostility toward her.
[A Legion Commander and a Saint joining forces—how amusing.]
“Let’s go, Rette!”
“Yes!”
The two of them charged forward, treading upon Darkness and Holiness respectively. In response, Eber Kire raised her hand from below upward.
“!!”
A massive beast’s head erupted from the ground before the two charging figures. Simon hastily thrust the Sword of Ruin forward.
Crack-crash!
The beast’s fangs clashed with the greatsword, but the overwhelming difference in power sent Simon staggering backward. Rette too retreated visibly.
‘What?!’
A lion made of light the size of a house roared across the wheat field.
Its mane was white, and its teeth were composed of Holiness. The lion did not touch the ground—it seemed to float, hovering above the wheat as though suspended in air.
‘A Divine Beast? No, this is…!’
It was a creation born from the Saint of Harvest’s Authority.
Whoooosh—
Whoooosh—
The lions of light began to move. Rather than running on their feet, they rode the wheat field like waves, drawing great circles before rushing forward at tremendous speed.
From Simon’s perspective, it looked like light simply rushing toward him in a blur.
Reflexively raising the greatsword before him, the impact struck like a carriage collision, and his body lifted off the ground.
‘!’
The lion of light curved around behind Simon through the wheat faster than he could land.
‘I don’t have time to even glance at Eber Kire!’
By the narrowest margin, he swung the greatsword behind him, deflecting the beast’s attack.
Swoosh—!
At that moment, the wheat across the entire arena trembled. Soon, grain that seemed to be made of Holiness fell to the ground and vanished, absorbed into the earth.
Whoooom!
Eber Kire’s lips curved upward as she closed her eyes. The defensive barrier protecting her grew even more massive, and the lions of light too swelled in size, their manes glowing with dazzling radiance.
“She’s gotten stronger?”
“That’s why the Saint of Harvest is so troublesome.”
Rette, still engaging one of the lions, drew closer to Simon.
“Each grain of that wheat is like a Priest. It drinks in the mana of air and earth, converting it into grains of Holiness, and all that power becomes the strength of the Saint of Harvest and the creatures she commands.”
Grrrrowl!
A third lion appeared.
Against the Authority of Harvest, the longer they dragged out the battle, the worse their position became.
“I was surprised too. It hasn’t been long since the power was stolen from my senior, yet she wields the Authority so skillfully just from reading the memories.”
“What do we do now?”
“Pour it all out at once and overwhelm her. Leave it to me.”
At that moment.
Two lions came charging down the wheat toward Rette’s back. Simon’s eyes widened.
“Rette—!”
And yet.
From behind the charging lions, two stars were falling.
Kaboom-boom-boom!
The two stars embraced the lions and cut through the wheat field before detonating in a massive explosion. Rette followed with a composed expression, flicking her fingertips.
Whoooosh!
Stars fell in rapid succession from all directions, beginning to ravage the wheat field. The wheat was laid waste in an instant, the defensive barrier surrounding Eber Kire weakened, and the lions shrank in size.
She spoke with perfect composure.
“Well, I’m technically a Saint too.”
Simon grinned and sent the greatsword behind him. Now it was his turn.
‘Cleaving through space itself—!’
The Sword of Ruin thrummed with power. He poured Pier’s strength and Darkness into it, then swung it against the ground.
‘The sensation of cutting!’
Bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang!
A slash the size of a mountain range carved through the ground. Countless wheat stalks split in half, and the black slash extending between them struck Eber Kire’s protective barrier in one fell swoop.
[Useless.]
Eber Kire spoke.
“Wrong.”
Before anyone realized it.
Rette sprinted forward, her palms pressing against the ground to steady herself.
“Draining the earth’s holiness in a single burst will suffice.”
A deep thrum echoed through the air.
In that instant, Rette’s vast holiness seeped into the very ground that had belonged to Eber Kire.
[What is she doing?]
“For just a moment, I’ll make this section of the planet into my ‘star.'”
She turned her fingertips skyward.
“What do you think is needed to make a star fall?”
The Star Saint’s true Authority.
That was, simply put—

Gravity itself.
Eber Kire’s body lifted effortlessly from the ground, her feet leaving the earth as she rose into the air. The moment her feet left the surface, the barrier that had protected her vanished.
And then.
A sharp whistle cut through the air.
Simon, lifted into the air alongside her, rushed toward Eber Kire with his greatsword raised high.
“A power you stole for just a moment—”
[No!]
Simon’s greatsword came crashing down.
“Won’t be enough to defeat us!”
The blade shrieked through the air with a deafening wail.
The Sword of Ruin cleaved past Eber Kire’s head, missing by a breath.

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