Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner – 443



Episode 443

Grrrrrrrrrrrrr!

The black flames of the jet-black flame world covered the surroundings. Malcolm was out of breath behind the pillar.

‘Shit!’

After the Skuldron came out it was being pushed back one-sidedly. Five to six doppelgängers were wiped out by a single shot of flame pouring from that skull head and as soon as they touched the flame on the floor even a little the self-immolation was canceled.

Doppelganger’s biggest weakness is its range attack.

Simon’s Skuldrons were slowly narrowing the siege burning the 4th floor with black flames.

“There’s no use hiding Malcolm.”

I heard Simon’s voice.

Malcolm gritted his teeth behind the pillar and opened a subspace. Then he took out four small potion bottles and rolled them on the floor.

‘Say what you want!’

chuck. chuck.

Only the doppelganger’s arm protruded from the floor and began moving the potions.

A blind spot in Simon’s field of vision that he cannot see. The doppelganger’s arms steadily delivered potion bottles behind the black flames.

‘Throw it!’

Soon at Malcolm’s signal the doppelganger’s arms simultaneously threw potion bottles.

Jjaeng!

Jang!

The potion bottle shattered and scarlet liquid stuck to all the skuldrones. Simon who was controlling the Skuldrone flinched and stopped moving.

‘How do you feel?’

Malcolm peeked his head out from behind the pillar.

‘It’s an enhancement to the Kabara Potion! It may not be possible to stop the movement itself but the degree to which it interferes with control…!’

But Simon smiled calmly.

Srur-

Slurrrr-

He collected the cloud without any hesitation. The bones fell to the ground and the Skuldron was released.

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‘…What are you planning?’

“I found it. Malcolm.”

Malcolm turned his head in surprise. Simon appeared behind him.

Percussion!

Malcolm quickly raised his elbow to block Simon’s right hand.

But it wasn’t Matu. The magic circle drawn on Simon’s right hand was activated.

‘Is it a curse!’

Malcolm took a step back in disgust.

‘What curse have we been subjected to?’

As soon as he thought that Malcolm’s mind became dizzy and he felt his body draining of strength. All kinds of fatigue and fatigue came to me out of nowhere.

‘Is it sleep!’

Malcolm twisted his mouth.

“You bastard…! Are you trying to imitate Pantasus just because you became the student council president…?

Simon just grinned.

“More than that Malcolm I don’t want to say that your efforts weren’t enough.”

“what?”

Malcolm quickly made a ‘cancellation’ curse behind his back and received Simon’s words.

I had to take my time.

“I… told you not to fucking pity me right?”

“It’s not sympathy. At some point you started creating doppelgängers with your own power instead of relying on the stick you always carried.”

“…….”

“In addition to the bunch of doppelgängers shown earlier doppelgängers that only move their arms and even a high-level mixing potion from the study of poisonous poisons.”

Simon shrugged.

“I think you’re trying as hard as anyone.”

Malcolm swallowed dryly.

Blood rushed to my face and I felt like I had been stripped naked.

“It’s just a matter of timing.”

“……What nonsense.”

“Doppelgangers who increase the number of people are powerful at the beginning of the semester but are weak at the end of the semester when everyone’s skills are leveled upward. That’s an unavoidable problem since you’ve made doppelgängers your main focus.”

Simon shrugged.

“But you won’t remain weak like this right? As other kids have figured out how to destroy you you too will find a way to make up for it. Keygen is long. It’s been a year now and we still have two years left. If you hold on and hold on.”

His voice rang out.

“The time will come when you will rise again.”

Malcolm felt a tingling sensation somewhere in his chest.

It’s not that I’m weak it’s not that I’m untalented it’s simply a matter of timing.

This was my first time taking such a foolish approach.

But he denied it and shook his head vigorously.

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“X foot. It’s so damned. It’s so damned. What I was listening to was nothing else!”

He opened his mouth wide and placed the magic circle hidden behind his back on his body.

“To complete the cancellation…!”

however.

“uh?”

Even though the cancellation effect was clearly applied the curse was not lifted.

‘This can’t be happening?’

Malcolm quickly raised his head.

“I just let you use the cancellation you were preparing.”

Before I knew it the sleep curse had been completed on Simon’s hands as well.

“There’s no way my sleep can be resolved by cancellation.”

“Ugh!”

I was completely taken aback.

This guy felt like he was on top of his own head.

Looking ahead several times.

And while he’s so good at summoning he’s also a high-ranking curse that can’t be lifted through cancellation.

How strong can this guy become?

Boom!

Malcolm exhausted from the darkness threw out his fist. Simon who easily dodged the attack by tilting his head grazed his arm then spun around and struck his back with his right hand.

“Ugh!”

Malcolm stumbled back then straightened up.

Perhaps because drowsiness has taken over my central nervous system I don’t even feel much pain anymore.

Before I knew it there were 3 stacks of sleep.

“Shit!”

Malcolm put his hands together and took out his doppelganger.

However concentration is significantly reduced due to drowsiness. There are only three doppelgängers summoned.

That too is easily blown up by Simon’s martial arts attack.

‘Shit! Shit!’

It’s damn strong.

It’s not about using amazing and flashy techniques.

A solid battle that sticks to the basics and is no match for you from start to finish.

This is Kizen’s second year senior and student council president.

Simon Pollentia.

I am a completely different person than I was in the first semester of first year.

‘me too!’

Malcolm gritted his teeth and rushed forward.

‘I wanted to become stronger!’

However contrary to the brain’s commands the extremely relaxed muscles did not move like their own bodies. Simon’s right hand hit the arm of Malcolm who was struggling and kneeling on one knee.

4 stacks.

“Ugh!”

My eyelids have already closed three times.

‘It’s holding up better than I thought.’

Even after receiving 4 stacks of sleep Malcolm was able to resist drowsiness with only ‘hostility’. Simon now approached him to finish.

“Khaaaap!”

Malcolm spun around and threw a kick but Simon just slapped him away with the back of his hand then dug in and palmed his face.

“Cool your head for a moment.”

Sleep 5 stacks.

After Simon’s words Malcolm lost his mind.

* * *

-Your father is Margel Randolph. He is a great person who leads the organization.

Malcolm on his 13th birthday

He realized that his name was not ‘Malcolm Brown’ but ‘Malcolm Randolph’.

And I also learned that my father who was said to be dead was actually alive.

-Welcome son!

Malcolm went to see his father.

A middle-aged man who reigns supreme among tall rugged adults dressed in suits. Malcolm a country bumpkin full of adolescent inferiority complex was thrilled to learn that his father was alive and even the boss of an organization.

Above all his father Margel called him ‘son’.

-What kind of successor suddenly pops out?

– I can’t admit it!

Of course there were some gang members who objected but Margel smiled while stroking Malcolm’s head.

-My only successor is Malcolm.

Then his eyes lit up and he made eye contact with Malcolm. Then he spoke in a voice so low that only Malcolm could hear.

-Please don’t disappoint me. Son.

Malcolm who was full of inferiority complex and spite worked like crazy within the organization. I did everything my father told me to do.

He opened his core through illegal surgery became a necromancer and learned the Randolph family’s unique black magic Doppelganger.

-father! look!

When Malcolm created his first little doppelgänger the majestic Margel hugged Malcolm and laughed.

-Did everyone see it? After all he is my son!

Malcolm felt like his heart was going to explode with emotion. His father Margel became his absolute idol.

I completely forgot about my daily life in the countryside with my mother. I just did my best to fit in with the organization.

The people in the organization were violent wolves and he realized that in order to become the leader of those wolves he had to become a wolf himself.

I had to be cruel.

More than wolves.

Malcolm felt a great sense of accomplishment as he watched the gang members bow their heads to him in admiration every time he committed a cruel act.

Malcolm’s fame grew. Rumors spread widely that he was using doppelgängers at a high level at a young age.

-Go to Malcolm Keysen.

-yes? I can be a great boss without having to go to school!

-I am going as a special admission student. It’s worth it.

The corners of Father Margel’s mouth rose.

-On behalf of the organization come and kick the butts of the continent’s prominent nobles.

Malcolm was once again admitted to Kizen under Margel’s orders.

However when I entered Kizen nobles of the same age pointed their fingers at me when they heard the last name ‘Randolph’.

-Dirty criminal!

I came in as a representative of the gang. Cursing me is like cursing the organization and my father.

With that in mind Malcolm committed cruel acts even within Kizen and anyone who opposed him disappeared.

As a result I became connected to second-year seniors and royals. Malcolm struggled to bring the gang out of the shadows and into the light.

but.

-victor! Simon Pollentia from Class A!

A situation occurred where the notoriety and charisma he had built collapsed all at once.

And even a liquid bomb incident.

After the first semester Malcolm missed seeing his father Margel so he went to his mother’s rural hometown for the first time in a long time.

And there.

A problem occurred.

-who is this. you!

A strange man had come and lived in my mother’s house.

-Who are you?

-Who are you… Huh!

The moment when Malcolm overpowered the man and knocked him to the floor.

-Stop it Malcolm!

Mother jumped out.

And then I heard the whole story.

My mother said she remarried this man.

-Why?

Malcolm’s body trembled.

-Then me and my father…!

My mother took a deep sigh and told me the truth.

-I’m so sorry Malcolm.

Malcolm watched his world fall apart.

-I have never loved your father for a single moment.

Although he said things in different ways Malcolm understood everything because he knew the organization’s tendencies.

When his father Margel was young he plundered numerous cities and forcibly raped innocent women in the cities.

His mother was one of those victims and Malcolm himself was just one of the many seeds Margel had sown.

The mother couldn’t bear to abandon the baby she gave birth to because she had stomachaches so she raised it and later found out that Margel only asked for Malcolm and gave him away.

Now Malcolm was embarrassed as he remembered his mother’s reaction when he was young.

I knew what it meant when my mother looked at me with unfamiliar eyes the day I got into a fight with the neighborhood kids and knocked them down.

-father!

Malcolm immediately returned to the organization and grabbed Margel by the collar.

-You deceived me! Were all the stories you told me about your mother a lie? You said I was your proud son!

at that time.

Malcolm finally saw Margel’s expression behind the mask.

-Shouldn’t you do well for your mother’s life?

With that one word I felt the anger that burned like wildfire cool down as if I had poured a bucket of water on it.

Malcolm returned to Keygen. My grades continued to drop because my mentality was completely shattered.

My father just used me.

The mother simply reluctantly raised a child she had no interest in.

‘I am.’

Malcolm continued to suffer in his dreams.

‘What am I?’

Then the eyelids open and finally.

There was a clear sky.

“Ugh! Hehehe! Ugh! Wow!”

It’s a familiar face.

A boy of the same age who I was close with in my old hometown was crying wildly. I was small like this guy.

This is a thing of the past.

The crying little boy had wounds everywhere. The wound was inflicted by Malcolm himself.

“Malcolm!”

Malcolm’s eyes widened.

‘Huh mother?’

My now-younger mother came running in a huff. The mother bowed her head to the little boy’s parents and asked for forgiveness.

After the little girl and her parents disappeared like that.

Mother looks this way.

‘……Tsk.’

Malcolm couldn’t bear to look his mother in the eyes.

The son of a criminal who was raised against his will beat someone. It must be like looking at a terrible monster. In their hearts they will hate the father and say he is the son.

“Malcolm. Look at mom.”

“…….”

Malcolm lifted his head with difficulty.

‘ah.’

She clearly had a stern expression on her face.

but.

“Promise me you’ll never hit your friend again.”

Mother was crying.

“Come here. Malcolm.”

Mother gave Malcolm a warm hug.

I feel extremely relaxed.

This is definitely a memory from the past.

Looking back at the memories from that time I knew for sure.

My father abandoned me.

But not once with my mother.

You never abandoned me.

* * *

match!

Malcolm lifted his eyelids in surprise at the sound of clapping hands.

What I saw in front of me was Simon Pollentia.

He was squatting in front of him pressing his palms together with an indifferent expression.

“What is this! Pfft!”

Before we knew it Malcolm was tied to a pole with a rope. A magic circle was drawn in the middle of the rope but due to the effect pitch black did not appear.

“It seemed like I was having a happy dream.”

Malcolm flinched and blushed at Simon’s words. Lately he realized that he had cried.

“You bastard!”

“I wanted to just leave you to sleep but I don’t have much time either.”

Simon lowered his hand and said with a serious face.

“Malcolm tell me how to stop the Nagas.”