Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner - Chapter 88

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Necromancer School’s Summoning Prodigy — Chapter 88
“Isn’t it your turn to come out now?”
Serne smiled subtly. Lorain dismissed her with a light glance and turned back to Simon.
“You all right, Simon?”
At Lorain’s question, Simon quickly collected himself and answered.
“Yeah, I’m fine. Thanks to the Protection Suit….”
“Not your body. How’s your mind?”
Lorain knew about Serne’s unique ability.
“It just barely grazed me with the Feather Manipulation, so no problem.”
Lorain nodded and fixed her gaze forward with a chill in her expression. There stood Serne, hand resting lazily on her hip, angled with casual arrogance.
“What in the world are you doing? Serne.”
“What do you mean? I’m just taking a test.”
Serne shrugged nonchalantly, and Lorain’s expression darkened.
“You’re ‘just taking a test,’ so why did you set up a barrier to block the Observer’s sight?”
“My, my — the more you speak, the more you expose your lack of manners.”
Serne lifted her chin.
“Are you interrogating me right now? We’re the same student. What right do you have? Did you already become the Kizen student council president or something?”
“Stop dodging and answer the question.”
“And if I refuse?”
Lorain lowered her stance.
“Then we test it your way.”
“How thrilling.”
“Stay back, Simon.”
Simon obeyed without hesitation, stepping back. He sensed that getting caught in a fight between these two would be certain death, no matter how many lives he had.
Lorain opened her palm. Dark Element flowed from her hand, constructing four magical circles in midair.
The moment black arrows fired from the circles, Serne laughed out loud.
“Shadow arrows? How cute — surely you’re not being modest with me….”
In an instant, Serne’s eyes narrowed and flicked backward.
Lorain had appeared behind her, winding up a powerful punch.
Crash!
A single punch unleashed a massive shockwave that tore outward in all directions.
A crater several dozen meters wide opened where Lorain’s fist had struck.
“Impressive.”
Serne, launched skyward, smiled.
The sky around her darkened as Lorain hurled a boulder the size of a house.
“Hmph.”
At Serne’s gesture, the feathers around her moved into motion.
Swoosh!
As the feathers traced countless arcs before her, the boulder shattered into large and small fragments that fell away.
Serne glided freely through the debris with her hands clasped behind her back, evading it all.
“Come down.”
Lorain clenched and unclenched her fists as she spoke.
“You wanted to test each other, didn’t you? Damn it.”
“How refined — such language from noble blood.”
Lorain turned toward Simon and spoke.
“I think I need to teach her a lesson. Simon, get far away from here.”
Simon was already thinking the same thing. As he turned and retreated into the distance, Serne laughed as if disappointed.
“Why send him away? He should stay and witness your magnificent form.”
“That mocking tone of yours.”
Dark Element surged from Lorain’s body with a vicious intensity.
“Irritates me.”
“Mmm.”
Serne folded her arms across her chest.
“Could it be this, perhaps? You don’t want to show that boy your ugly side because he’s caught your attention….”
Lorain’s crimson eyes flashed.
A long line was drawn in empty space, then twisted into the shape of a beast’s gaping maw and tore open with a screech.
Within that opening lay only darkness — and countless crimson eyes gleamed from the abyss.
They were identical to Lorain’s own eyes. As if dozens of her gaze existed all at once.
“That’s chilling.”
Serne spoke.
“The power to tear open the Demon Realm? If the world knew what you and your mother were plotting, it would turn everything upside down…….”
Serne stopped mid-sentence and surged upward through the air. A rift in space tore open, and a barrage of crimson flashes erupted from it.
Serne affixed feathers to her body and layered her acceleration, weaving through the sky in sharp, unpredictable patterns.
“Haa!”
Her body twisted and coiled, climbed at searing speed, then plummeted. She spun through the air like something unbound by earth.
Scarlet light painted the sky in violent, billowing strokes.
A low growl.
Lorain drew the Skull Horse from her pocket dimension. As she poured Shadow Aura into it, dark crimson mana bloomed across its form, warping its shape.
A sharp intake of breath.
The moment Lorain mounted, the Skull Horse kicked off the ground and launched skyward. In seconds, the two women hung face to face in the air.
“I have to say, the picture of us fighting like this doesn’t look particularly good.”
Serne spread both arms wide, and feathers began to dance in the currents around her.
“We’re destined to fight someday anyway, aren’t we? One of us will rule Kizen, the other the Ivory Tower.”
“And when that happens, millions of innocent people will bleed.”
Lorain gripped the reins—forged of Shadow Aura—with brutal force.
“That’s why settling this now, while we’re still students, might be the only way.”
“You and your mother, honestly.”
Serne raised both arms and crossed them before her.
“You’re despicably calculated about everything.”
Pure white arcs and crimson flashes clashed in the sky like madness unleashed.
For the ordinary students taking their tests on the Central Island below, it was indistinguishable from a natural catastrophe.
They all ran in blind panic, dodging the debris of attacks that rained down from above.
Simon, watching the sky with equal bewilderment, let out a hollow laugh.
‘……What in the world is this supposed to be?’
Monsters beyond every standard measure.
The scope of this had long since outpaced any mere evaluation or test.
[Khrhrhrhh! There’s no point gawking at something of that caliber!]
Pier’s avatar opened its mouth in a grin.
[The ruler of Kizen? Master of the Ivory Tower? Empty words! You are a Legion Commander! It won’t be long before you touch those heights yourself!]
“That still seems a world away.”
Simon smirked and fired back. In any case, he’d already extracted himself from the main battlefield and sank into thought.
‘Back to my own business. This scale of sound and vibration……’
Simon reached the cliff edge of the Gorge.
From this vantage point, the open landscape of the island stretched below him in clear view. Simon began to emit Shadow Aura in all directions.
‘If Bigcrum reacts and comes near here……’
Rumble-rumble-rumble-rumble!
Simon’s mouth curved into a smile.
‘Just as I thought!’
Crack-crack-crack-bang!
Simon twisted his body. The ground buckled upward, and a bandage-wrapped arm burst through.
―Eeeeeeeeeee!
The monster’s full form emerged next.
Its entire body was swaddled in living bandages, but its eye sockets gaped bare and unmistakable.
‘It’s smaller than when I first saw it.’
Bigcrum grew larger the angrier it became. When it had fought Merin, it had been so massive that it could rest its face against the canyon wall while standing on both feet—but now it merely clung to the ravine’s edge.
Thud!
Bigcrum planted its knees against the cliff’s brink and hauled itself upward.
―Eeeeee!
Simon had to move first, before the next attack came. He gripped the object in his hand and hurled it with all his strength toward Bigcrum’s head.
[Bigcrum!!!]
Clang! Clang!
The object Simon threw was Pier’s avatar. Bigcrum froze, staring at it.
[It’s me! Pier, the administrator of the Legion!]
―Pier……?
It understands language!
Simon’s gaze snapped upward. In the far distance overhead, an Observer hovered. At this range, they were still safe.
‘One or two minutes should be fine!’
[Moving out!]
Simon tore open a pocket dimension, and Pier shot through it immediately.
Pier angled his body into the blind spot behind a tree where the Observer couldn’t see, then began to speak.
[What are you doing here, Bigcrum! The Legion has been reborn! Join us at once!]
―Legion…… ?
Bigcrum’s massive head tilted in confusion.
―Legion…… .
As Bigcrum’s head twisted, it began to swell larger.
―Legion…… ! Legion…… ! Legion…… !
Soon not just its head but its entire body started inflating like a balloon.
[Damn it!]
As Bigcrum swelled larger, Pier’s clone detached from it. Simon rushed forward and caught it.
―Legion! It hurts! Legion! It hurts! Legion! It hurts!
“What’s wrong with it? Pier!”
[Now I’m certain! That’s not Bigcrum!]
Pier spoke with grim certainty.
[It’s a sophisticated fake! A replica of Bigcrum!]
As Bigcrum continued to swell endlessly, the Observers circling overhead drew closer to get a better view.
“Pier! Get inside, quickly!”
―It hurrrrrts!
The expanding giant lowered its head and stared down at Simon.
Simon felt a chill run through him.
―It is the Legion! The Legion hurts! I hate the pain!
Boooooom!
The giant’s massive fist slammed into the ground. With a deafening crack, the cliff face collapsed entirely.
Simon scrambled into the forest, putting himself out of Bigcrum’s line of sight.
“But why is the replica attacking me?!”
[How should I know?!]
Bigcrum’s clone looked around, searching for Simon.
―Uuuuuaaaaahhhhh!
When Bigcrum couldn’t find Simon, it began smashing the ground indiscriminately with its enormous fists.
“Ahhhhh!”
“What, what is that?!”
Students screamed from all directions.
Bigcrum turned toward the sound and lifted one of its massive legs, unleashing a devastating kick.
Crash!
The entire terrain crumbled and collapsed, sending two students flying through the air.
Fortunately, their classmate bound them with Ebony Thread and pulled them to safety.
―Uuuuuaaaaahhhhh!
Bigcrum’s size continued to grow.
[It’s gone berserk!]
Pier’s clone shouted.
[If this continues, it’ll just keep getting bigger!]
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Bigcrum began moving away from the Gorge, in the opposite direction.
At this point it’s beyond control. And the entire island is still under observation.
If this continues, far graver problems could arise.
‘Hell.’
Simon turned and bolted. He had to act immediately.
There was no time to wait for the professors to call a halt to the test. He’d felt it during the Cyclops evaluation too—Kizen had a policy of letting students handle situations on their own unless they presented an extraordinarily major crisis.
[Where are you going, boy! That’s the opposite direction from the monster!]
“I need to convince someone who can stop it!”
Simon ran straight toward the battlefield.
It was where Lorain and Serne were fighting—a place no one else dared to set foot.
The two were locked in fierce combat, unaware of what was happening around them.
“Lorain!!”
Simon shouted.
“We have a problem!!”
He worried his voice wouldn’t carry from such a distance, but Lorain immediately ceased fighting and descended toward him on her Skull Horse.
“Simon! What’s happening?”
“A massive monster has gone berserk and is heading toward the students! We have to stop it now!”
Lorain’s expression hardened.
“Which direction?”
“If we’re talking direction, it’s toward the Southern Island. I’ll show you the way.”
“How amusing.”
Serne descended from the sky, her arms crossed.
“Who said anything about needing an escort?”
She held the Feather Manipulation skill in her hand.
“Whether someone goes berserk or not—that’s the organizers’ problem to sort out. I won’t tolerate our fight ending like this, just fizzling away…….”
“Ah, that’s right. You were here too, Serne.”
Simon smiled as if the timing couldn’t be better.
“Sorry, but could you help me out?”
“What?”
Serne’s expression shifted to utter disbelief.

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