Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner - Chapter 692

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Summoning Genius of the Necromancer School – Episode 692
“I apologize for being late.”
As all eyes turned toward him, Kamibarez’s eyes grew misty with emotion.
“Simon!”
She threw her arms open and rushed forward, embracing him tightly.
‘Huh? What—?’
Simon was caught off guard by the girl barreling toward him.
The familiar black School Uniform, the familiar crown of her head—and above all, those tiny bat wings fluttering with joy, flap-flap-flap.
‘What’s Kami doing in the Northern Region?’
Simon stared down at her in confusion, then felt something warm seeping into his chest.
“Simon.”
She lifted her face from his chest slowly.
Her large eyes were glistening with tears, and as she studied his face, she broke into a smile as radiant as a blooming flower.
“I’m so glad you’re safe!”
‘Oh.’
Simon felt his face growing hot without warning.
“Y-yes.”
The Grand Duke approached from behind, arms crossed, a mischievous smile playing at her lips.
“How amusing. Is she your girlfriend?”
Both of them spun around, faces flushed crimson.
“No!”
“No!”
At their synchronized response, the Grand Duke laughed aloud.
“Fine.”
She turned away, her long hair sweeping behind her.
“I’ll lend you my Office—catch up to your heart’s content. Once you’re done, come out to the Training Ground beyond the castle. I’ll hear your report there.”
“Ah, yes. Thank you!”

* * *
Simon and Kamibarez spent time in the Grand Duke’s Office recounting everything that had happened.
Kamibarez told him about waiting for Simon in Bilkenos, and how she’d unexpectedly ended up fighting “the Fourth.”
Simon recounted his time entering the Northern Forces with the Grand Duke and his battle against the Northern God.
Of course, Simon had to leave out anything concerning the Legion Commander or Gyros.
“I’m sorry, Kami.”
Simon scratched the back of his head.
“You got caught up in this mess because of me.”
“No, no! I was the one who insisted on coming here on my own!”
She shook her head firmly, her tiny bat wings fluttering in agreement.
“Besides, capturing the evil Undead that torment people is a Necromancer’s sacred duty! I got to test what I learned in my Special Training in an actual battle, and I learned so much!”
Simon suppressed the urge to pat her head and smiled warmly at her.
“But Kami, how did you find out I was in Kalos Northern Region?”
Each student’s Special Training destination was confidential.
It was classified information that couldn’t be disclosed to outsiders, and even among fellow Kizen students, it was off-limits due to security protocols.
Yet Kamibarez had pierced that security with nothing but a single determination: to return to school with Simon.
At Simon’s question, Kamibarez fluttered her wings with innocent eyes.
“I contacted Neftis!”
Simon’s eyes went wide.
“Neftis? Directly?”
“Yes! The subordinates said they needed permission from above, so they contacted me through a Communication Crystal, and suddenly I got a response!”
She closed her eyes as if recalling that moment.
“It turned out Neftis had received the call! She asked me a few questions, then said you were in Kalos Northern Region and asked if I’d be okay with that. She said she could send me, but to be careful!”
Simon let out a bewildered laugh.
‘What on earth is she thinking?’
It was something he always felt—Neftis’s actions defied prediction.
She’d exposed the existence of the 7th Legion during the Dark Festival, and then out of nowhere she’d brought in the Special Training system and sent Simon to the Northern Region.
In the end, Bilkenos was safe thanks to Kamibarez’s brilliant efforts, but he could clearly see how hard Jane was working to clean up the mess created by her unpredictable superior.
“Still, rules are rules. Could you keep the fact that I came to Kalos Northern Region confidential?”
“Of course, absolutely!”
The two, meeting after so long, chatted cheerfully, their delight bubbling over.
Their return to Kizen was set for tomorrow.
Though already running considerably late within the standard return period, the school seemed prepared to show leniency regarding the unavoidable crisis in the Northern Region.
‘Ugh, when am I supposed to finish all these overdue assignments?’
It looked as though he’d have to stay up all night to complete the coursework he’d fallen behind on during the war before leaving.
‘Right, that’s right.’
It was then that Simon belatedly realized the Grand Duke was waiting for his report, and he rose to his feet.
She was surely quite curious about what had become of Gyros.
“Rest here for now. I’ll go report to the Grand Duke and come back.”
Kamibarez nodded brightly, beaming.
“Yes, Simon!”

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If you walked a little way through the garden after leaving the castle, you’d come upon the Grand Duke’s Training Ground.
Simon strolled through this place, now familiar to him, at a leisurely pace.
Memories of training with the Grand Duke here came flooding back. She’d grow angry if he didn’t execute what she taught him properly, would strike him with the scabbard of her sword, and then suddenly look up at the sky and loose arrows from her Galewind Bow before turning back to him again.
Now all of that was in the past.
“Ah.”
The Grand Duke came into view at that moment.
She sat atop a tree stump, dressed in her training clothes.
The Galewind Bow, which she normally never parted with, lay set down in the grass, and exercise equipment lay scattered about her in disarray.
“You’ve come.”
She turned and smiled at him.
Simon smiled in return as he approached her.
“No more training?”
“Upon arriving here, I found myself slipping into habit—donning my training clothes and picking up the equipment—before I realized something.”
Her voice carried a strange, bittersweet melancholy as she continued.
“The war is over now. There’s no longer any need.”
“……I see.”
“Are you wounded anywhere?”
“Nothing serious. I should be fully healed within a few days.”
“Thank goodness for that.”
Simon then reported to her the full account of what had transpired at Frost Field.
As a fellow Legion Commander, he could share with her everything, including matters concerning Gyros and the other commander.
The true identity of the Northern God whom the North had been fighting was, in fact, Gyros.
Once a guardian protecting the North under Yona’s command, he had eventually come to believe that Yona had abandoned him, his mind eaten away by that conviction, and he had become consumed by Yona’s orders.
The Northern God had exploited the fractures in his weakened spirit. Gyros had believed he’d eliminated the Northern God and become one himself, but in reality, he had merely fallen under the Northern God’s control.
Thus, the bitter struggle had continued between the Grand Duke, who had grown and taken her place during the five years that Gyros had bought, and Gyros, who had become the Northern God.
“So that’s what happened.”
Now aware of the full truth, her thoughts seemed to turn turbulent.
She tilted her head back and gazed up at the sky, a wry smile crossing her face.
“I have no right to hold it against Gyros.”
Simon started in surprise.
Until now they had fought as bitter enemies, and he’d wondered whether, even though the Northern God had vanished, she might hold Gyros accountable. Instead, she was expressing only sorrow and compassion.
“How could I resent Gyros? He has been our benefactor, protecting the North all these years.”
Her voice grew heavy.
“Had I shown him more care, perhaps this tragedy could have been averted. But those five years—I was consumed by duties as the Grand Duke, training as a Legion Commander, unifying the fractured North, and instilling pride in a demoralized people. I was too preoccupied simply maintaining myself.”
“……Grand Duke.”
A self-deprecating smile crossed her face.
“But this too is merely an excuse, isn’t it? The North and I were too busy enjoying the peace that Gyros’s sacrifice had won for us.”
She raised her hand and clenched it into a tight fist.
“For those five years, we grew arrogant, believing peace to be our birthright. We have paid that price dearly. There is no peace without cost.”
Simon nodded quietly in understanding.
Afterward, the two of them discussed several matters concerning Frost Field and worked out their accounts.
The Northern Duke would govern only the North. They would reclaim the original Northern territories that the Northern God had seized, but they acknowledged that Frost Field belonged to the 7th Legion’s domain, and they also recognized Gyros’s autonomy. Furthermore, they would prevent the populace from entering Frost Field.
However, with the people currently intoxicated by victory, a concrete reason would be needed to keep them out of Frost Field.
“There’s no need to concoct any particular reason. Frost Field is not inhabited by the Undead alone.”
“You’re referring to the monsters, then.”
“Precisely.”
Frost Field was home to a countless number of monsters.
In truth, the Northern God had not exerted only negative influence on the North. He had also served the function of controlling the unchecked proliferation of the monster population.
In fact, there had been times in the past when the monsters’ forces had been even more formidable than the Northern God.
When the number of monsters grows explosively beyond control, or when the Undead forces flourish—either way, the Northern Region where humans dwell suffers the consequences. The balance between Undead and monsters was crucial.
“Before returning to Bilkenos, Gyros mentioned it too.”
Simon folded his arms across his chest.
“That death finds it hard to overcome life.”
“True enough.”
The monsters of Frost Field boasted a frenzied breeding rate and staggering numbers. Especially during breeding season, they spawned offspring beyond counting, and those young reached maturity in just a few years. Soon the monster population swelled enough to blanket the mountains.
“I intend to coordinate with Gyros to gradually reduce the monster population.”
The Grand Duke spoke without hesitation.
“Of course, compared to the war with the Northern God, it amounts to nothing.”
“Yes, quite so.”
Peace.
One thing was certain: the Northern Region had truly reclaimed peace.
As time passed and Gyros solidified his position as the Northern God, the flow of monsters descending into the Northern Region would diminish. Then perhaps a true golden age would dawn for the North.
“The war is over. The Northern Region will find peace.”
Simon stretched luxuriously as he spoke.
“And you’ll be freed from your duties as well, won’t you?”
“Perhaps.”
“What are you thinking of doing from now on?”
“I couldn’t say.”
She closed her eyes.
“I’m still pondering that myself.”
Jane Arskaldt had lived solely to protect the Northern Region and eliminate the Northern God.
But with the age of peace approaching, she would be freed from the obligations of House Arskaldt.
“Why not try living as a human—as Jane—instead of the Grand Duke of the North?”
At Simon’s question, she seemed slightly embarrassed, offering only a soft cough.
Simon pressed further.
“Is there anything you’d like to do?”
“I’ve never truly thought about it.”
“Then perhaps something that interests you? A hobby of some kind?”
“Nothing.”
Someone who had poured their entire life into duty found themselves at a loss when leisure finally arrived—uncertain what they enjoyed, or what they should pursue.
Simon found that pitiful.
“Well.”
A playful smile tugged at the corner of her mouth.
“Entering the kingdom’s political sphere might prove entertaining. I could break the arrogance of those central nobility.”
“Ha! I suppose you could.”
If the Grand Duke of the North turned her attention from the Northern Region to the center, the political landscape of the Kalos Kingdom would descend into considerable chaos—precisely the situation those nobles feared.
Simon scratched the side of his head.
“But that wouldn’t be something you enjoy doing. You’d just be doing it because you hate the nobles.”
“True. In fact, politics repels me.”
She closed her eyes and pondered for a moment before meeting his gaze.
“?”
Seeing Simon’s eyes wide with expectation, she opened her mouth.
“Now that I think on it, there is one thing I’ve taken an interest in recently.”
“What’s that?”
A meaningful smile crossed her lips.
“Education.”
Simon suddenly felt a dull ache in the back of his head and down his spine.

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