Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner - Chapter 81

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The Summoning Prodigy of the Necromancer School — Episode 81
Simon pushed through the dense undergrowth, moving deeper into the jungle.
Behind him, a line of Skeletons trudged along, shouldering the Wooden House he’d constructed the day before.
‘This is exactly why Summoning Magic is so convenient.’
Ever since learning Summoning Magic, his hands and shoulders had felt perpetually light.
Even entering a place crawling with monsters like this one filled him with ease — his summons rushed ahead and dealt with threats before he could even spot them.
All Simon had to do was arrive at the aftermath and collect the Tung Pad Points.
Beyond that, the countless advantages of having more bodies to work with — it hardly needed saying.
‘Hmm?’
Simon halted and examined a pile of monster droppings scattered across the grass ahead.
Beside the droppings lay fresh footprints — it seemed he’d wandered into the territory of Grade 2 Monsters: Rackers.
“Come on, everyone. Let’s move faster.”
At Simon’s command, the Skeletons shouldering the house picked up their pace.
[But here’s the thing, boy.]
Pier’s voice broke through.
[You said you’d head straight to the center, didn’t you? What’s your method exactly?]
“Oh, it’s simple.”
Simon pushed aside a massive palm frond and emerged from the jungle canopy, stepping into a breathtaking vista.
Splash! The roar of flowing water filled his ears.
“We’ll take a boat upriver along that current.”
[A boat? When did you even make… ah!]
Pier’s image turned his eyes toward the Wooden House the Skeletons were carrying.
Of course! Now that Simon thought about it, the structure didn’t look like a house at all — it was unmistakably shaped like a wooden boat.
“All right, everyone. Careful now.”
Tap.
Tap.
Simon helped the Skeletons lower the wooden structure and carefully descended the steep rocky wall, his free hand steadying his footing. Pier continued speaking as they climbed down.
[The idea itself isn’t bad, but don’t rivers usually flow from the inland toward the sea rather than the other way around?]
“I can explain.”
Simon sketched a rough diagram in the air with his free hand.
“Imagine a large island in the center, surrounded closely by four smaller islands around it. Do you follow?”
[Yes! I understand.]
“I heard from Dic that this entire region isn’t actually called ‘Kera Island.'”
Simon gestured toward the large landmass at the center.
“Only this island, the central one, is properly called Kera Island.”
[What?]
“The correct name for this region is the Kera Archipelago. The remaining islands are separate from Kera Island. In other words…”
Simon pointed to the waterway flowing between the islands surrounding Kera Island — the very place where he now stood.
“This isn’t a river. It’s the sea.”
[Ah-ha!]
“I even tasted it to be sure — it’s salty. The sea flows between the islands rather than a river, you see.”
Simon checked his watch and opened a Subspace portal.
“And during this time of day, the current flows in a perfectly predictable pattern.”
-Bark! Bark!
-Growwwl!
A pack of creatures bayed from the forest.
‘Oh no!’
A horde of six-legged Rackers spotted him and came charging down the slope.
They’d clearly caught his scent.
“Hurry! Everyone, move faster!”
Simon and the Skeletons increased their speed, scrambling down the cliff face.
But these were native creatures of the island. The steep cliff was no obstacle — they scampered down with terrible speed.
‘At this rate, they’ll catch us.’
Fighting on a cliff like this would be genuinely dangerous. Simon’s mind raced, and his eyes fixed on the seawater churning below.
“Wait — just drop it from here!”
Simon and the Skeletons bent their knees and hurled the wooden house with all their strength.
Splash! The structure plummeted into the water.
-Bark! Bark! Bark!
Simon summoned all the Skeletons back into his Subspace and ran.
Whoosh!
Without a backward glance, he pushed off the cliff with all his might, riding the Black Magic Stepping. The Rackers’ claws scraped past Simon’s uniform by mere inches.
‘The timing is perfect!’
Splash!
Simon’s body landed precisely on the Wooden House drifting along the current. The boat lurched sharply, and seawater erupted in white foam, drenching him.
‘Done!’
Simon clenched his fist. The boat hadn’t sunk, and he’d managed to board it cleanly.
In the distance, the Rackers—like a dog chasing chickens—howled uselessly.
[Khahahaha! Excellent! Truly excellent!]
Pier laughed mockingly.
Soon the wooden boat began to drift at tremendous speed.
The momentum was surprisingly exhilarating. Water droplets shot up continuously.
“Didn’t I tell you? A complete reversal in one move.”
Early dawn.
While most Kizen students were exhausted from building shelters, starting fires, and hunting, Simon was traveling nearly unimpeded toward his destination—Kera Island at the archipelago’s center.
The speed was incomparable, and the early hour meant far fewer attacks from other students.
[Khahahaha! Splendid!]
Simon and Pier surged forward on the current with exhilarating momentum.

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“I came on a hunch.”
Dik let out a heavy sigh. Behind him stood seven Kizen students, weapons in hand.
This was the passage connecting the four outer islands of the Kera Archipelago to the central Kera Island. Each island was linked by massive stone bridges.
At first glance they appeared to be natural formations, but they were actually structures built by Kizen for Island Survival. Black Magic had been woven into them—they couldn’t be destroyed without devastating firepower.
Dik had assembled his team along this bridge, and they now faced off against students from the opposite side.
‘Of course they’d guard this place.’
Dik scratched his head.
To advance to the center, you had to break through here. That’s why he’d come out deliberately during dawn when others were sleeping and exhausted—yet sure enough, other students were already defending it.
“What do we do now, Dik?”
A male student carrying a Bone Scythe asked.
Dik commanded absolute trust from his teammates.
He could navigate through dense jungle without hesitation, build shelters, identify edible fruits, butcher monsters—possessing knowledge and practical survival skills that other noble students simply didn’t have.
In a single day, all his teammates had grown deeply dependent on him.
“Hmm.”
Dik crossed his arms and fell silent for a moment.
“A terrain like this doesn’t leave much room for tricks. Let me go try negotiating with them first—see if I can trade some food. If that doesn’t work, we’ll have to force our way through.”
“Got it.”
“We trust you, Dik.”
Dik took a deep breath and was about to head toward the bridge when—
“Hey, what is that?”
“It’s a person!”
Murmurs erupted from several directions. Dik turned his head toward the sea, and a broad smile spread across his face.
‘Simon!’
Whoooosh!
Simon, standing atop the wooden boat, was approaching the central Kera Island along the current.
“What?! He’s actually riding a boat through that rapids?”
“…That’s certainly unconventional.”
Dik fought to suppress his smile as he watched Simon from above.
‘Classic Simon! The absolute madman!’
Dik had imagined taking the sea route before, if only in theory. But he’d concluded it was realistically impossible.
The current was too strong to steer with oars. And beyond that—
“Fire! Get that bastard!”
The students on the opposite side of the bridge weren’t about to let him pass. Black Magic Arrows and various spells began pouring down on Simon’s boat.
‘I have to help him.’
His teammates were fine either way—they’d met by circumstance—but Simon was different. He was the most important friend Dik wanted by his side for the next three years.
Dik spun around and shouted.
“Everyone, now’s the time! Cross the bridge!”
“…N-now?”
“That guy on the boat is drawing their attention! We have to go now!”
At Dik’s urging, the other students nodded. They immediately began shouting and surged toward the bridge.
“They’re coming from the other side!”
“Take down that one first!”
The concentrated fire on Simon dispersed toward the bridge. Simon caught sight of it and smiled.
‘Good—they’re moving on their end too. Now’s my chance.’
The current quickened, and the boat’s trajectory drew closer to the landing point Simon had chosen.
‘Just a bit more, just a little closer…’
Boom!
A deafening cannon report tore through the air.
Simon lifted his head, and a shadow fell across his surroundings. A massive Black Magic Cannonball was descending directly toward his boat.
There was a skilled operator beyond the bridge, then. The trajectory was too precise to evade.
Simon’s mouth curled upward as he summoned Black Element to both legs, then leapt from the boat without hesitation.
Crash!
Simon’s boat took the direct hit and shattered into fragments.
“Hup!”
Now came the critical moment. Simon opened a pocket dimension and released a Skeleton.
The Skeleton’s arm bones cradled a Floating Plant—the one he’d obtained from the jungle earlier. The Floating Plant drifted on water, and the Skeleton, being made of bone, floated as well.
‘There!’
The Skeleton dropped precisely where Simon wanted, clutching the Floating Plant. Simon stepped onto it and sprang upward again.
He repeated the pattern: open the pocket dimension, release another Skeleton, bound from its back. His movements resembled nothing so much as leaping across stepping stones.
“Wow!”
“…Is that even possible?”
The watching students’ mouths fell open at the nearly acrobatic display. As fire from the shore intensified, Simon densely packed Skeletons across the water’s surface and began to run.
‘Black Magic Stepping!’
Whoosh!
Simon pivoted in mid-air, dodging an incoming Black Magic Arrow, and descended to the ground with a graceful spin.
He immediately opened a pocket dimension and dumped out the Skeletons’ remains in a heap. Most were reduced to their lower halves.
Simon turned and stretched out his right arm.
‘Restoration!’
The bone fragments drifting in the current rose into the air, then flew like lightning, fastening themselves piece by piece onto the bodies of the Skeletons on shore.
In moments, more than ten Skeletons were fully restored. Only the Floating Plants were swept away in the rapids.
“Go!”
Simon fled into the forest with his Skeleton force.
‘Hah, that guy really…!’
Pier, watching from his position, let out an astonished breath. Not just Pier, but students across the bridge stared with wide eyes.
“Who is that?”
“You can use Skeletons like that?”
But then, abruptly, one of the students on the far side of the bridge turned away. He broke formation without permission.
“Hey, wait! Why are you moving on your own?”
The student beside him grabbed his shoulder. At that instant, a jet-black demonic arm erupted from the man’s back, striking the student down.
“What—are you insane?”
“What are you doing?!”
A betrayal at this moment? Haren Coke, who had drawn his Black Hand from his back, laughed sharply and spoke: “Do as you please amongst yourselves. I have other business.”
With that, he bolted toward the forest where Simon had vanished.

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