Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner - Chapter 65

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Summoning Genius of the Necromancer School Chapter 65
“The winner is Simon Polentia from Class A!”
The entire audience erupted in cheers—though not the frenzied kind. There was something dazed about them.
“…Wow.”
“I knew it. The special exemption pick, just as expected.”
“Where’s he planning to go after graduation? We could always—”
“Come on, sir. At that level, I doubt Kizen will let him slip away.”
“How many years has it been since we’ve seen an ace from the Summoning department? The kid’s got style.”
As officials and representatives from various institutions murmured among themselves, the students in the front rows of the spectator stands abruptly shot to their feet.
“Simon! That was amazing! You were incredible!”
“Seriously! You nearly gave us all a heart attack.”
“That strategy was perfect! Ha-ha-ha!”
Kamibarez, Merin, and Dick were shouting at full volume, waving their hands. Simon caught sight of the three and waved back with an embarrassed grin.
One of the officials folded his arms.
“Cute. Those are our kids.”
“Ah, sir. What you just said…”
“Damn it! Direct juniors, I meant!”
“Right—you did come from Kizen, didn’t you.”
After waving to his teammates, Simon turned his head. Haren, who had been embedded in the wall, came loose and slumped down. Medical staff quickly loaded him onto a stretcher and carried him away.
From what Simon overheard of the medics’ conversation, there were no actual injuries thanks to the Protection Suit—Haren had simply been shocked by the tremendous impact.
Haren’s eyes fluttered numbly in his dazed face.
“Haren.”
Simon approached him.
“…”
“I’m not sure what grudge you have against me, but listen.”
Simon continued with a thin smile.
“You’ll never beat me with power like that—power that isn’t your own.”
“…!!”
Haren’s eyes flew wide at those words.
“Come on, let’s go.”
Haren, his face now ashen, was carried away on the stretcher without another word.
Simon brushed his hands clean and turned away. As wind whistled through a gash in the arena wall, belated embarrassment washed over him.
‘It can be repaired with magic easily enough, but still—how awkward.’
Dismissing the Golem now would only cause more trouble, so Simon led it out of the arena.
Meanwhile, the referee had moved on to the next match.
“Simon!”
Kamibarez and the others came rushing out of the arena entrance.
“You’re not hurt?”
“No, I’m fine.”
“What was that?! You scared us! Why didn’t you tell us anything?!”
At Merin’s outburst, Simon laughed awkwardly.
“Sorry for worrying you.”
“Whatever! I wasn’t worried anyway!”
Meanwhile, Dick approached the Mud Golem with an expression of wonder.
“Man, so this is Simon’s Golem!”
As he reached out to touch it, the Golem shifted away and glared at him. Dick flinched and stumbled backward.
“Hey, buddy—be nice—”
This time Kamibarez stepped forward and began petting the Golem.
The Golem did not reject her touch. Instead, it lowered its body slightly into a position more conducive to being petted.
“…”
Dick’s expression soured.
“…That thing might not even be a Golem.”
“What are you talking about.”
“Simon! Can I ride it?”
Kamibarez asked with sparkling eyes. Simon could only laugh nervously, sweat beading his brow.
“…?”
“Kami.”
Merin swept her hair back as she spoke.
“Maintaining the Golem drains Simon’s Dark Element continuously. Much longer and he’ll literally waste away.”
“Oh! Oh no! I’m so sorry! I wasn’t thinking, I should have—!”
Kamibarez quickly retreated from the Golem.
Simon then released his focus and halted the Golem’s operation. At once, it crumbled down like a landslide.
Simon approached the debris and extracted a large, sphere-like object from the collapsed earth. This was the Golem Core.
“So this is what it looks like.”
Kamibarez and Merin crouched down, touching the Golem Core with careful hands.
Then a sharp ping! sounded from the surface of the core. Kamibarez let out a brief cry and stumbled backward.
“You’re fine.”
Simon smiled as he spoke.
“It just plays tricks sometimes when it’s in a good mood.”
“Oh…….”
“But isn’t this terribly expensive? How did you manage to get it?”
At Merin’s question, Simon let out a dry laugh.
“Between what I’ve earned from Quests and taking on debt, I managed somehow.”
Simon had earned 500 Gold from his previous Quest, and received an additional 200 Gold in compensation from Lord Raymond for clearing out the Grey Orcs throughout an entire mountain range.
A few days ago, when Simon had gone down to Rochester to purchase Skeleton Archers, he spent 90 Gold on three of them.
Now he had 610 Gold remaining.
—A Golem Core starts at a minimum of 700 Gold.
At those words from the Necromancer shop owner, Simon had been prepared to give up.
That was when the shop owner made a new proposal.
—This isn’t some trifling sum, but with a special discount, 650 Gold. I’ll let you have 50 Gold on credit. How does 600 Gold sound?
Easily swayed by the shop owner’s words, Simon ended up purchasing the Golem Core on the spot.
‘It feels like I overspent a bit, but what can I do.’
Still, the Golem was worth every coin. Its combat prowess went without saying, and unlike Skeletons, it could be used for a long time.
Simon carefully placed the Golem Core into his Subspace.
“But Dik, when is the next Quest period supposed to be?”
“……Why the sudden question?”
He wanted to go back out and earn more money soon.
For a Necromancer, it all came down to gold.
Simon smiled as he held that thought.

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The morning Duel Assessment had ended.
After a light lunch, Simon and his companions had made their way to the 4th Arena. This was where Dik, Merin, and Kamibarez would all have their Duel Assessments.
Dik, who was scheduled to compete first, left for the Waiting Room to prepare.
“Kami, are you really sure you don’t want to eat anything?”
Simon asked.
Her shoulders hunched tight with tension from the upcoming duel, she forced a smile.
“……Yes, I’m fine. I just can’t seem to swallow.”
“And you’re doing okay?”
Merin folded her arms and fixed Simon with a sharp look.
“Don’t push yourself to watch our matches if you don’t want to. Just go get some rest.”
“I’m fine, really. All the drowsiness from earlier flew right out of me.”
“……Anyway.”
“Oh, look, Dik’s coming out!”
Just as Kamibarez said, Dik in his Protection Suit and his opponent were stepping into the center of the arena.
Dik’s opponent was a female student named Ri Gang Chopra. She had dark brown hair tied back in a ponytail and a somewhat dusky complexion.
“Tch, another girl, huh.”
Dik muttered, propping his head up with his arm. At hearing that, Ri Gang’s brow furrowed sharply.
“What’s your problem? I’ll shut you up so fast you won’t know what hit you. Just wait.”
“Yeah, yeah.”
Dik grinned cockily and shook her hand. As the two stepped back to their positions, the Barrier Gauge appeared on the Mana Projector.
[Dik Heyward : 100%]
[Ri Gang Chopra : 100%]
“Are both students ready?”
“Yes!”
“Yes.”
The referee nodded.
“Then, we shall now begin the Duel Assessment of student Dik Heyward and student Ri Gang Chopra.”
The referee lowered his arm.
“Begin!”
Dick immediately opened a subspace and drew out a sleek blade, gripping it firmly in his hand.
‘Enchant.’
Magical sigils unfurled across the sword, dyeing the blade deep black. Dick took a combat stance, testing the weight with a light swing.
“That’s all you’ve got?”
Ri Gang Chopra laughed softly and opened her own subspace. Twenty blades tumbled out in a cascade, clattering across the floor.
Murmurs of bewilderment rippled through the spectator stands.
“What on earth is that?”
“…Can she even use all of them?”
Merin and Kamibarez each voiced their surprise.
Then a magical sigil spread across the pile of weapons, and all twenty blades began to turn deep black in unison.
‘Multiple Enchant…!’
As it happened, two Enchanters facing each other.
Even watching twenty blades enchant simultaneously, Dick remained perfectly composed. Unlike Ri Gang, he was layering multiple enchantments onto a single blade.
“Heh, you don’t understand Enchanting at all. The performance of an enchanted weapon depends on how much Dark Element you channel into it. Multiple Enchant is a technique avoided by all but the most professional practitioners.”
“Shut up and just watch!”
Ri Gang opened her hand. The twenty blades trembled as if alive, then rose into the air.
Ooh—
Gasps and cries erupted from the crowd. The blades danced around her like an honor guard.
On closer inspection, thin strands of dark element attached to each blade’s tip held them aloft.
“Die.”
Ri Gang spat the word harshly, spreading her fingers. Three of the hovering blades streaked toward Dick at blistering speed.
“Ha!”
Dick sprinted forward, channeling Dark Element into his feet, swinging his short sword to meet them.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Sparks erupted with each metallic impact, and the blades fell to the ground.
Whoosh-whoosh-whoosh-whoosh-whoosh-whoosh!
As if she’d finished calibrating her aim, ten blades now converged from different angles.
“Wow, this is intense!”
Dick dropped the blade he’d been holding and pulled a handle-equipped object from his subspace. Dropping to one knee, he thrust it forward in front of himself.
‘Enchant!’
Crack!!
Dick’s Dark Element expanded into an umbrella-like shape. The blades slammed against it in a furious barrage.
The metallic roar was deafening.
The Abyss Shield couldn’t stop all ten—the corner tore, and blades grazed past Dick’s body in multiple places.
“Dick!!”
Kamibarez cried out in alarm, eyes fixed on the Mana Projector display.
[Dick Hayward : 69%]
[Ri Gang Chopra : 100%]
With his Barrier Gauge depleted, Dick stumbled backward, retreating.
“Phew, that was close! Now it’s my turn… huh?”
After the assault, the blades scattered across the floor trembled and retreated back to Ri Gang. Dick’s mouth fell open in a helpless smile.
“Nicely done~”
Ri Gang frowned.
“You still have the breath to run your mouth?”
“Of course, of course! Want to see how much more I can manage?”
Dick drew a sharp breath.
“Name: Ri Gang Chopra. True name: Prianka Chopra.”
!!
Ri Gang’s eyes went wide.
“Native of Deepak Territory in the Shaheed Kingdom. Chopra is your mother’s surname. Core Opening was performed by the village sage. It took a year from Core Opening to your first Dark Element. Special skill: hunting. Hobby: cooking.”
“What are you doing?!”
“Since arriving in Kizen, placed in Class G. Average test score in the 70s. First friend was Narsha Abra. Interested in Abyss Mechanics but recently curious about Magical Combat Studies. Minor knee injury. Height 163 centimeters, weight 61 kilograms, waist measurement is…”
“Shut your mouth! You psycho!”
Ri Gang Chopra’s face flushed crimson as she shrieked.
Merin, embarrassed to be in the same class, covered her face with her hands, while Kamibarez hung her head low.
“Know yourself, know your opponent—victory in every battle.”
Dick smirked and opened his subspace.
Five metal stakes extended from within. He withdrew one and drove it into the ground.
“That’s my philosophy. I know better than anyone how weak I am—so I’ve made it my business to know others very, very well.”
“Stop running your mouth and die! Now!”
Ri Gang Chopra unleashed ten swords at once. Dick placed his palm against a metal stake and channeled his mana into it.
‘Enchant!’
Power surged through the metal stake. In an instant, all ten swords hurtling toward Dick clattered against it, adhering with a sharp, metallic thud.
“……!”
“It’s like an electromagnet. When powered by the Dark Element, it draws in metal of the same composition.”
Dick leveraged himself upright using the metal stake.
“Carbon steel mixed fifty-fifty with aluminum. Right?”
“H-how could you possibly know that……!”
Dick withdrew a slip of paper from his pocket and held it up with a grin.
“It’s your purchase receipt from the Rochester weapon shop.”
“……!”
“The moment funds arrived from your last quest assessment, you bought twenty swords. One more detail this tells me—”
Dick tossed the slip over his shoulder and rummaged through his pocket, producing a single silver coin. It was stained black where he’d last used an Enchant on it.
“You didn’t buy a single shield or piece of armor.”
Dick traced a magical circle on his right palm and another on the coin, then pressed both circles together and clenched his fist.
“Maybe you grew careless because your opponent is a pure Enchanter, but if that’s the case……!”
Dick swept both arms back behind his head and lifted his left leg. His center of gravity naturally shifted forward as he planted his foot.
At the same moment, his right arm whipped down with tremendous force, palm opening as the two aligned circles sparked violently against each other.
“You’re defenseless against acceleration-type Ranged Attacks!”
Shwiiip!
The coin shot forward like a flash of lightning, accompanied by a vicious crack of air.
‘……F-fast!’
She couldn’t evade it.
Ri Gang Chopra desperately sent the nearby swords forward, but the coin cut through them and struck her forehead first.
Boom!
A shockwave erupted outward in a perfect circle from her forehead. Her Protection Suit’s Barrier Gauge absorbed the initial impact, but the sudden jolt snapped her head back, her eyes rolling upward.
Crash!
Her body collapsed to the ground.
[Dick Heyward: 69%]
[Ri Gang Chopra: 35%]
The enchanted coin lacked sufficient power to drop her in a single blow, but the impact had knocked her unconscious.
The referee checked her condition and announced:
“Match suspended! Student Ri Gang Chopra has lost consciousness. Victory goes to student Dick Heyward!”
“Hah!”
Dick clenched his fist with a gleeful smile.

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