Reincarnated as a Genius Prodigy of a Prestigious Family - Chapter 110

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Reincarnated as a Legendary Talent Genius of a Noble Family Episode 110

 

 

 

66. Sabotage (2)

 

 

Priscilla had been completely exhausted from dealing with the endless stream of students that had been pouring in since morning.

She had been recovering from fatigue with divine power here and there, but honestly, the mental fatigue was greater than the physical fatigue.

“Goodness, if I keep doing readings all day like this, it won’t be as effective tomorrow.”

As Priscilla was loosening her stiff shoulders, a drink appeared from behind her with a swoosh.

Dorian Artak.

The Bodybuilding Club president and the so-called ‘Number 1’ fellow.

“Please take it easy, Teacher Priscilla.”

“Oh my, thank you.”

Slurp.

Taking a sip, she felt her body melting. The sweetness spreading gently was very much to her liking.

“It tastes good. What is this?”

“It’s chocolate I bought when I had a moment earlier. There happened to be a dessert club nearby.”

“Thank you. I’ll enjoy drinking it.”

“If you need anything, please let me know!”

Dorian was so excited by the praise he didn’t know what to do with himself.

Priscilla thought it was rather cute how that big body of his was wiggling around, not knowing what to do.

‘Should I take one more guest and then rest for a bit? That should be fine, right?’

With that thought, Priscilla put her robe back on and received the next guest.

“What, there’s nothing much inside?”

“Right. I thought there’d be something since it was so crowded.”

It was a swaggering duo.

One man of considerable build and one man who looked frail.

‘Are they both from the Swordsmanship Department?’

Priscilla quickly examined the two, as she had done with every guest who entered. Judging by the position of the calluses on their hands, they were definitely from the Swordsmanship Department.

“Well, they say you’re that good. Give us a reading.”

“If you’re not good, we’ll complain, so keep that in mind.”

Their way of speaking was as crude as street thugs, but Priscilla hid her displeasure and asked.

“What are you curious about? Love, money…”

“Ah, never mind that. What I’m curious about is this: Can I get into the Imperial Knight Order later?”

“I’m curious if I can push aside my older brother and become the head of our family house.”

Even with the questions that came interrupting her words, Priscilla activated the crystal orb.

Whooom.

The glow was smoke.

“What, you divine with something like that?”

“Isn’t this fake?”

Endure it, endure.

They’re guests.

Originally, fellows like these coming was commonplace.

“The divination has appeared.”

Priscilla spoke first to the big fellow.

“The probability of you achieving what you desire is not high. However, if you work even harder and strive, the possibility is not entirely absent.”

“What? I’m a whole 2-Core right now! Someone like me has sufficient talent! Where do you get off…”

Priscilla’s eyebrows twitched.

But soon the divination for the fellow next to him continued.

“For you to achieve what you intend, I see absolutely no possibility as things stand now. Do you think your talent will surpass the talent of the older brother you speak of? From what I see…”

“What did you just say!”

The frail fellow couldn’t stand it and stood up, while the big guy next to him burst into laughter.

“Wow, this fellow’s divination is accurate. That’s right. This guy’s talent is mediocre. And yet he always talks about inheriting the family house…”

“Hey! Are you done talking?”

“Now, now, sit down. Don’t make the fortune teller angry.”

She was already plenty angry.

She was just suppressing it.

‘What should I do with these damn bastards.’

While Priscilla was suppressing her rising anger, the big fellow asked with a snicker.

“But I don’t like my divination. What about it? Does this mean my talent is mediocre? Huh? Isn’t that kind of divination a scam?”

It was pure unreasonableness.

“This place is completely ridiculous. This won’t do. Hey, go outside and tell the people waiting! Tell them this is a complete scam!”

Priscilla finally exploded.

“There’s actually one more divination left, shall I tell you?”

“What?”

“It’s a divination that came out for both of you simultaneously.”

Whooom.

The crystal orb vibrated again and the smoke inside swirled.

“Yes… it came out like this.”

As purple light flowed out and seeped into her hands, Priscilla said this.

“Soon, great danger will befall you both.”

“What did you say?”

“Has this one gone crazy…”

The two stood up abruptly.

Priscilla looked at the two and thought.

No matter how she looked at it, these were fellows who had come with the intention of complaining.

If she had given them good divinations, they would have made a fuss saying they didn’t like those either.

‘Ugh, damn. Damn bastards. I don’t care anymore.’

Two from the Swordsmanship Department.

They were close by, but with my level of divine power, I could sufficiently subjugate two of them.

It was just when Priscilla was about to draw up her divine power.

“What are you guys!”

Pushing aside the tent, Number 1—no, Dorian appeared.

“Where do you think you’re causing a disturbance!”

“What’s that one now?”

The big guy snickered.

His muscles seemed useful enough, but wasn’t that fellow from that famous Bodybuilding Club?

“What, you’re upset because you didn’t like the divination?”

“It would be good to leave while I’m asking nicely.”

“What if we don’t want to?”

Bang!

When the big guy struck the table where the crystal orb was placed, the table broke helplessly.

The crystal orb rolled away, and the frail guy kicked the crystal orb with his foot.

“With just something like this…”

“These bastards!”

Before Priscilla could do anything, Dorian rushed forward.

But—

Slash!

The sword was drawn and aimed at Dorian’s throat.

Dorian barely managed to stop.

At the very moment the blade touched his Adam’s apple.

“Look at this bastard.”

Instantly, the atmosphere inside the tent became incomparably cold.

“How dare you attack me? I’m from Count Gible’s house. You know?”

Count Gible’s house.

A noble family that had built quite a reputation in the capital.

It was also the big guy’s family.

‘Count Gible’s house?’

Priscilla felt a bit troubled.

She hadn’t wanted things to escalate to this kind of political situation.

Of course, family influence doesn’t work very well at the Academy, so unless you’re a complete idiot, you don’t usually bring it up.

But if you do bring it up, the story changes a bit. It creates the possibility of a kids’ fight escalating into an adults’ fight.

‘There’s definitely something going on.’

Dorian stepping forward was unexpected, but judging by the big guy’s attitude of revealing his family name, it didn’t seem like he had really come here with the intention of getting a divination reading.

Meanwhile, Dorian lamented.

‘If only I had been a little faster.’

Dorian was from the Combat Department.

But this place was too cramped, and he never thought the guy would draw his sword in here.

It was a mistake.

‘What should I do.’

There was no way to just let this slide.

“Is this the big threat you mentioned? How ridiculous.”

Just as the big guy was sneering.

Swish.

The tent flap was pulled back and someone entered.

“I think the big threat is this.”

It was Dane.

Dane looked at the big guy who had drawn his sword inside the booth and the scrawny guy next to him, speaking coldly.

“You guys picked the wrong target.”

Ping! Ping!

At the same time, two mana bullets came flying.

The big guy instantly raised his sword.

Even if he couldn’t infuse mana, he could easily deflect mana bullets.

‘They’re just mana bullets after all.’

Non-chain level magic that anyone could use with enough effort.

But why was it that.

Clang!

The sword that blocked the mana bullet broke, and the mana bullet that broke through the sword struck his forehead hard.

Thud!

“Ugh!”

The big guy collapsed—

“Gack!”

Then the scrawny guy who took a direct hit from a mana bullet right in the center of his chest gasped and fell over.

Both of them had fainted.

“Dane.”

Priscilla greeted Dane happily.

“You’re not hurt, are you?”

“Yeah. But…”

Priscilla looked toward Dorian.

“Huff.”

Dorian removed the hand that was clutching his throat.

Blood was flowing.

Even though it was a shallow wound, he was bleeding.

“Dorian.”

Priscilla rushed over urgently.

“Are you okay?”

“I’m, I’m fine. Are you alright, Teacher?”

“I’m fine. Let me see.”

Priscilla infused divine power into her hand and gently touched Dorian’s throat to heal it.

The wound healed quickly and warmth was transmitted through the divine power.

“Ah… th, thank you.”

“Why did you do that! I could have handled it!”

“When I saw Teacher Priscilla being threatened, I just…”

Dane chuckled at the sight of the two creating a strange atmosphere and approached the other two guys who had just fainted from his mana bullets.

“As expected.”

He searched their pockets and pulled out their student IDs to check.

Both were from the Swordsmanship Department.

And both belonged to the ‘Academy Swordsmanship Society’ club.

“These guys are saboteurs too.”

“Saboteurs?”

“Yeah. They’re from the Academy Swordsmanship Society.”

“That’s a huge club.”

Priscilla was flustered by the unexpected revelation.

“Don’t tell me they’re doing this to keep us in check?”

“This goes beyond keeping us in check.”

This was more like terrorism than surveillance.

Both paralyzing the House of Horror’s operations and coming to the booth to cause trouble under the excuse of not liking the divination.

“This has become a troublesome situation.”

Priscilla knew well how big the Academy Swordsmanship Society club was, which was practically like a second Swordsmanship Department.

While the Magic Department was undisputedly the best at the department level, it was said that the Swordsmanship Department had a firm grip on the club side.

This was because they had produced many legendary warriors.

But Dane stood up in front of the unconscious guys as if such facts didn’t matter to him at all.

“I need to pay them back.”

“How?”

“Thoroughly.”

“What are you planning to do?”

“I’m going to go pay them back. At their booth.”

Dane recalled the Academy Swordsmanship Society booth he had seen on the way here.

Of course, he had no intention of using cowardly terrorist methods like these guys.

He would use legitimate methods all the way.

But he planned to strip them bare and ruin them to their very souls.

“Let’s see what happens.”

A dangerous smile appeared on Dane’s lips.

 

 

The Academy Swordsmanship Society club.

Among the hundreds of clubs within the Academy, they boasted the longest history and largest scale.

Naturally, they participated in this Festival, and had no doubt they would achieve first place in the club division again this year, following last year.

However-

An unexpected formidable opponent had appeared.

“This is displeasing.”

The spacious club room.

At the round table in this largest club room in Lacktail Building, five executive members of the ‘Academy Swordsmanship Society’ club had gathered.

“How’s the news?”

Swordsmanship Department, 5th year.

Conrad Sion.

The club president of the Academy Swordsmanship Society and one of the top skilled students in the Swordsmanship Department asked in a heavy voice.

House of Marquis Sion.

A family that ranked among the top five in the entire Empire.

Conrad was also the second son of that house.

“We’ve sent teams to each event venue. Good news should come soon.”

“Hmm. Very good. The House of Horror can be solved by just tearing the scroll, the astrology booth should be causing a ruckus by now… and treasure hunting, well, that’s simple. The fellow there is called Ernest Dylan, right?”

“Yes, from the Exploration Department. Club President.”

“Good. Simple enough.”

Conrad was displeased with this suddenly appeared formidable opponent.

That famous club created by Dane Sogress or whatever, his club had to take first place in this Festival too.

In fact, this kind of sabotage wasn’t just once or twice.

As always, to secure their first place, they didn’t hesitate to engage in such sabotage at every Festival.

“The tradition of our seniors must continue.”

At the solemn voice, all club members nodded their heads.

But there were unspoken words here.

‘Even for joining the Imperial Knight Order after graduation.’

Club activities were competition activities that played a very important role in Knight Order employment.

Especially, there were quite a few Imperial Knight Order members from this club.

To make a good impression on them, they naturally couldn’t let go of first place.

‘This will end next year too.’

Conrad planned to step down from the club president position after next year. So until then, there shouldn’t be any flaws in his career.

“What’s the current situation?”

“In terms of guest numbers, those fellows’ club still has more. But tomorrow it will definitely be reversed.”

“The important thing is to make them unable to operate at all tomorrow.”

“It will definitely be that way.”

Just as the heavy atmosphere was gradually relaxing.

Knock knock.

Urgent knocking sounds were heard, and before Conrad could say anything, the door burst open.

“Club, Club President. Big trouble.”

“What’s the matter?”

It was a club member.

Panting for breath, he barely managed to continue speaking.

“Dane Sogress has appeared at our event booth!”

“What did you say?”

“Just, just found out that he swept away all the prizes in the ‘Hit the Scarecrow with Eyes Closed’ competition!”

Conrad shot up from his seat.

“What are you talking about!”

“We, we just found out too. Because he was in disguise, nobody could recognize him…”

Hit the scarecrow with eyes closed competition.

Naturally an event targeting non-majors.

But Dane Sogress participated there and swept away all the prizes?

“Damn it…”

But the bad news wasn’t over yet.

“Club, Club President!”

Another fellow’s scream-like voice was heard from outside the door, and a member with a shocked expression rushed over urgently and said.

“Big trouble!”

“What else now!”

“The sparring competition that just started… looks like it’s going to be ruined…”

“What do you…”

Conrad asked with a sinking feeling.

“Don’t tell me Dane Sogress appeared there too?”

“That, that’s right. Right now he’s defeated all the challengers our club deployed with swordsmanship and the finals will start soon!”

Everyone in the room’s eyes filled with shock.

Sparring competition.

That was a sparring competition where non-majors who weren’t from the Swordsmanship Department participated with swords.

Instead of offering big prizes, it was a competition where you faced off ‘with swords’ against slightly less skilled members of the Academy Swordsmanship Society club.

But Dane Sogress had made it to the finals?

“You idiots! That fellow didn’t enter the Autonomous Department through swordsmanship!”

“We, we also thought he’d only break through one or two stages at most…”

Conrad urgently made a decision.

“Going right now. You, you! Go to the scarecrow event venue immediately and assess the situation, and the rest follow me to the sparring event venue!”

This wasn’t right.

Something…

Things were going wrong.

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