Reincarnated as a Genius Prodigy of a Prestigious Family - Chapter 10

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Reincarnated as a Legendary Talent Genius of a Noble Family Episode 10

4. The Talent Genius of Sogress Count House (2)

The heavy-bottomed nobles of the capital each had their own reasons for traveling all the way to the distant Southern Region.

There was no way they would come such a long distance to celebrate the birthday of the youngest son of Count Sogress House, whom they had never even met.

Count Tiren was the same.

Count Tiren had felt himself gradually distancing from power recently.

It was because he had failed to achieve any notable military accomplishments during the 30-year Empire war.

‘If only I hadn’t been captured by that bastard!’

What was his name… Agrik.

That bastard who had captured him as a prisoner.

It was infuriating enough to be defeated and captured by someone who was neither a noble nor an official knight, but he was only released after the war ended while being held prisoner.

That’s why he couldn’t achieve any military accomplishments.

No, that’s how it had to be.

Count Tiren had absolutely no talent for swordsmanship.

For that reason, Count Tiren had now found his opportunity.

‘If I weave this well and hold them responsible, using that as leverage to demand mining business rights more strongly…’

Even the nobles who had subtly looked down on him every time they met would see him in a new light.

His son, who had been invited as a guest, was injured, and even had his summoned beast stolen! Whoever started the fight, that wasn’t the important fact.

“Hmm. So you’re that famous Dane. I’ve heard your name from Count Sogress.”

“Is that so.”

“I need to meet with Count Sogress. Lead the way.”

But that plan was blocked from the very start.

“Why should I do that?”

“Now, now. It may be children’s fighting, but adults need to know about it too. Don’t tell me you were trying to hide it because you’re afraid of getting scolded?”

At those words, Dane shook his head.

“No. I have no intention of hiding it, nor am I afraid.”

“Then lead the way immediately.”

“Yes, I understand.”

This little brat acting tough.

He’ll end up doing it anyway.

“But first, I need to receive an apology.”

“What? An apology?”

What an impudent little thing.

“Yes. It’s true that I hit your son’s nose and injured him.”

“You admit it. But why don’t you mention stealing the summoned beast?”

“I didn’t steal the summoned beast. The summoned beast submitted to me.”

“What did you say?”

Count Tiren knew something about summoning arts thanks to his eldest son Digron showing talent in summoning arts.

A summoned beast submitting to another summoner meant they were a higher-level summoner.

‘Wait, wasn’t the second daughter here supposed to be a genius summoner? Then there’s a high possibility she taught him some wicked method to forcibly sever the link!’

Count Tiren couldn’t even imagine that Dane possessed tremendous affinity with summoned beasts and immediately refuted.

“Even so, the sense of loss from having a summoned beast stolen is considerable. Are you saying you won’t apologize for this?”

“Is there a reason to apologize for something that happened naturally?”

“This impudent brat, talking back when an adult is speaking…”

Count Tiren stopped mid-sentence and calmed his excitement.

What was he doing in front of a child?

His real target was Count Sogress.

“I won’t scold you harshly or speak badly, so let’s go to Count Sogress right now.”

That’s when it happened.

“Were you looking for me?”

Count Sogress appeared from one side of the garden.

“I was taking a walk when I heard someone mentioning me, so I came this way… What’s going on here, Count Tiren?”

Count Tiren’s face was instantly colored with bewilderment.

His own angry appearance.

And Count Sogress’s son standing before him.

“C-Count Sogress.”

And right behind him…

“D-Duke Termion!”

Duke Termion was there too.

“Wasn’t I right? I said it sounded like your son’s voice.”

“Your hearing is sharp. I wasn’t quite sure.”

“My dear fellow. Isn’t that proof that I find your son that interesting?”

“Still, I’ll have to think about the marriage proposal with your youngest daughter.”

“Oh my. How sharp of you.”

Then Duke Termion suddenly assessed the situation, stepped back, and spread both hands.

“Ah. Pretend I’m not here and continue. I’ll leave if you want.”

As if that would happen.

‘T-this wasn’t supposed to become such a big deal.’

Count Sogress was someone he was going to seek out anyway.

But if Duke Termion got involved, the story would be different.

Cold sweat began to flow down Count Tiren’s back.

The father I know is someone who cherishes his family dearly, but that doesn’t mean he’s someone whose arm bends severely inward.

In other words, in disputes with outsiders, he examines what needs to be examined.

This case was like that.

Father decided to hear both my and Digron’s sides of the story.

“Digron. Would you like to explain first?”

“T-that… I was just lost in the garden with my younger sibling. So I asked your son for directions, but he seemed to ignore me, so when I approached him, he suddenly headbutted my nose, and then toyed with me using some strange technique!”

Seeing him cunningly hide facts and testify in his favor, his prospects are rotten from the start.

I’ve seen that type more than once or twice.

“Strange technique?”

“Yes. Suddenly something flew at us and hit my sibling and me.”

That was the mana bullet I created.

Father pondered for a moment, then nodded as if to continue.

“Afterwards, I summoned my summoned beast just to scare him, but suddenly he stole my summoned beast and… even tried to attack me! There’s definitely something I don’t know about. I read it in a book. There are wicked spells that forcibly steal summoned beasts!”

Count Tiren also chimed in as if he had been waiting.

“Count Sogress. I tried to give a warning and let it pass on my end if possible.”

At those words, Father turned his head toward Count Tiren. Count Tiren continued in a triumphant voice.

“Of course, a broken nose isn’t really a problem. Count Sogress Castle surely has skilled healers. But the summoned beast… I don’t know exactly what method your son used, but I trust you’ll handle it well.”

He was acting like a magnanimous person.

It was quite a contrast to how he had been captured as a prisoner and whined at me, making a fuss about where I was touching him.

In the midst of this, Father answered simply.

“I haven’t heard Dane’s side of the story yet, Count Tiren.”

“What more is there to hear? Anyone can see that our son is injured like this right now…”

“In a conflict, the injured party isn’t always the victim. I’ll listen to Dane’s story and make a judgment, then reach a conclusion.”

Father said this, then looked toward Duke Termion before adding:

“If you have any doubts about that, wouldn’t it be fine to request Duke Termion here to make the judgment?”

“Ha, haha. Is that really necessary?”

Duke Termion readily accepted.

“Mm, if I’m needed, then I’ll do so.”

While Count Tiren stammered, Father turned his head toward me.

“Dane, explain.”

It wasn’t a cold or affectionate gaze.

But it didn’t feel disappointing either.

Father was trying to handle this matter not as a father, but as Count Sogress.

“There are some points that differ from the facts, but what House Tiren’s eldest son said is true.”

Father’s eyebrows twitched for a moment.

“Count Sogress, my words are correct…”

“Continue, Dane.”

I glanced at Count Tiren, who was flustered by the interruption, then answered.

“However, I only told him to come out of there because he was trampling through the garden and carelessly stepping on flowers that had been carefully tended, and it was House Tiren’s eldest son who got angry at those words, approached me, grabbed me by the collar, and laid hands on me first.”

Digron’s face turned pale.

“Th-that’s a lie!”

How could it be a lie?

Father didn’t even glance in that direction and looked at me as if telling me to continue.

“Also, I clearly heard it. The fact that he summoned his summoned beast Gendpu and ordered it to kill me.”

“…”

Count Tiren’s mouth fell open, and I could see that Digron was flustered, not knowing what to do.

I drove the final nail in.

“And it’s not true that I stole the summoned beast. Strictly speaking, the summoned beast naturally submitted to me.”

“Submitted?”

“Yes. When our eyes met, Gendpu suddenly lowered its tail and showed friendliness toward me.”

“…!”

Father would know.

That I have talent in summoning arts.

So he would have no choice but to believe these words.

“That’s a suspicious claim, Count Sogress. My son has talent in summoning arts so I know well, but for a summoned beast to submit to someone who isn’t even a summoner is impossible! Surely through some underhanded method…”

I answered.

“No, it’s possible.”

“What?”

“When the intimacy between a summoner and summoned beast is very low.”

“What kind of nonsense…”

“If one has high natural affinity with summoned beasts, it’s possible.”

Leaving the flustered Count Tiren behind, Father asked.

“Are you saying that’s really possible?”

“Yes.”

“Did Little Sister teach you that?”

“No. It just happened naturally somehow.”

At those words, Father pondered for a moment then asked.

“Can you prove it?”

“Yes.”

Father asked Count Tiren.

“Dane says he can prove it.”

“Th-that’s impossible from the start!”

“For your eldest son’s claims to be confirmed as fact, this is necessary. Rather than waste a long time interrogating what underhanded means were used, wouldn’t it be better to do something that can be proven right now?”

“…”

In the end, Count Tiren couldn’t argue back and brought Digron over.

“R-respond to my call…”

Should I say his trembling appearance looked pathetic rather than pitiful?

Just moments ago, he was the one who had been triumphant, trusting in his father and saying I was in big trouble now.

But there seemed to be a problem.

“Why, why won’t it come out?”

Even though he had performed the summoning arts, nothing happened.

Digron panicked and tried to summon again, but there was still no response.

It didn’t seem to be because he was shaking or nervous.

If my guess is correct…

“Di-Digron. Hurry up and summon it.”

“Father, th-that is… it’s not working well…”

“Why won’t something you did several times a day work!”

Count Tiren scolded him, but Digron could only make a tearful face and accomplish nothing.

I wiggled my fingers, forming the hand seals for summoning magic formula—the hand seals that could call forth Gendpu.

Hum. Hum.

The mana in my body responds.

I was momentarily surprised.

I thought I was only temporarily connected to Gendpu, but that wasn’t the case?

“…”

After some consideration, I spoke to Father.

“Father. I think I might be able to do it.”

“Will you explain what you mean?”

“The summoning that House Tiren’s eldest son can’t accomplish right now—I think I can do it instead.”

At those words, everyone’s attention focused on me.

Father shook his head very slightly as if it was absurd, but after looking into my eyes, he spoke.

“Can you prove it?”

My answer was naturally decided.

“Yes. I can do it.”

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