Reincarnated as a Genius Prodigy of a Prestigious Family - Chapter 112

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Reincarnated as a Legendary Talent Genius of a Noble Family Episode 112

 

 

 

68. Don’t You Smell Something Fishy?

 

 

In my previous life on the battlefield, I often engaged in something called ‘revenge.’

When subordinates from other units got beaten up and returned, I’d go and pay them back, or when facing enemies who had inflicted heavy casualties on our allies, I’d go even more berserk.

That didn’t mean revenge was the driving force of my life. Revenge should end with revenge—it shouldn’t consume your entire existence.

However.

When I did it, I did it properly.

Those who touched my subordinates were thoroughly crushed, and enemies who killed our allies received several times the damage in return.

It’s the same now.

“That’s what you get for messing with us.”

I grinned as I looked at the fellow called the Club President.

“This is what happens.”

At my words, veins bulged on the forehead of the guy called the Club President.

“That arrogant little…”

“I thought a department that has some reputation at the Academy would be more honorable, but I guess not.”

He must be going crazy.

They had interfered with such underhanded tricks, but when it was their turn to suffer, they were being beaten ‘fair and square’ with no way to find fault.

Now the initiative was mine.

“How does it feel?”

I continued speaking while I was at it.

“Did you think you’d be safe after trying to ruin our club’s events?”

I deliberately infused mana into my voice, so my words reached everyone in the training ground.

“What did Dane Sogress just say?”

“They tried to ruin their club’s events? Who? The Academy Swordsmanship Club?”

“No way, didn’t they say that weird-named club only has four members?”

Weird name, they say.

It’s a perfect name by anyone’s standards.

I suppressed my urge to argue back and continued speaking.

“You sent guys with scrolls to dispel magic to the House of Horror, sent troublemakers to pick fights at the Astrology Booth… and tried to find out and spread the treasure locations at the Treasure Hunt Booth beforehand, didn’t you?”

The Club President’s eyes widened enormously.

And the murmuring around us grew louder.

“Really? Does that make sense? Come on, even so…”

“Then the House of Horror temporarily shutting down—was that because of this?”

“If it’s true, isn’t that too petty? What would the Academy Swordsmanship Club gain from…”

Conrad hastily protested.

“Where are you spreading such ridiculous rumors! You think you’ll get away with this!”

“Oh, rumors?”

I snickered.

“When there’s so much evidence?”

“I, I don’t know anything about this! That’s nonsense! What would our club gain from it!”

“Right, I was curious what you’d gain from it too. So I looked into it, and all six people who came to our club’s event venue were members of the Academy Swordsmanship Club.”

“…”

“Don’t you smell something fishy?”

With those words, I glanced around at the other students, and my words were turning suspicion into certainty.

They had come too far to pretend otherwise.

And most importantly, I was the one holding the initiative in this situation.

If I had been in the loser’s position, would anyone have even listened to my words?

No.

It was because I had achieved 30 consecutive victories and even crushed the Vice President that my words could gain credibility.

That’s how the world works.

“Shut up! Without evidence, where do you…”

I was waiting for those words.

“Do you really think so?”

“…”

This isn’t a bluff.

Evidence is overflowing.

The fact that all six people who came to interfere with our club events were members of the Academy Swordsmanship Club.

The fact that coincidentally, all six were caught in the act.

Most importantly…

The fact that all six confessed the truth.

“It must be true then.”

“Wow, the Academy Swordsmanship Club is really too much.”

“Isn’t that going too far?”

Now people seemed to completely believe my words.

Meanwhile, the Academy Swordsmanship Club guys were truly surrounded on all sides.

I took the opportunity to look around and asked.

“Anyone else want to challenge me?”

There was no way there would be.

Who would dare challenge someone after 30 consecutive victories?

Except for the Academy Swordsmanship Club, maybe.

If there were no more challengers after this—

“The prize money has accumulated quite a bit.”

All that prize money would become mine.

Victory bonuses and the prize for being the last person standing.

And even the prizes awarded based on victory rankings.

I would completely bankrupt their entire event.

Ah. And the same goes for the ‘Blindfolded Scarecrow Hitting’ event that I had already bankrupted.

There too, I had qualified as a non-major, hit 50 scarecrows in a row while blindfolded, and swept away all the prizes.

You guys messed with the wrong person.

“P-President. What should we do?”

“If we leave him like this, our event will…”

“We can’t just stand by and watch!”

Of course, it wasn’t over yet.

I was curious how the Club President would respond.

And I’m confident.

No matter how he responds.

“…I’ll step up myself.”

Naturally, the Club President stepped forward.

I don’t know what his skill level is, but still, being the president of the Academy Swordsmanship Club, he might be quite skilled with a sword.

However—

“Is that allowed by the rules?”

I can’t fight right now.

“What did you say?”

“Right now it’s time for a non-major challenger to step up.”

He won’t be able to argue with my words.

According to the rules, only after five non-majors are defeated can a member of the Swordsmanship Society club step forward.

Therefore, since I just knocked down the Vice President, he has to wait for five non-majors to challenge me before he can face me.

But—

“Doesn’t seem like there’s anyone?”

As if there would be any challengers.

I can see it.

His hands trembling.

So I casually suggested.

“Well, if you really want to challenge me to a sparring match, I could do it with conditions.”

“Conditions?”

He took the bait.

“That’s right. Conditions.”

“Speak.”

He was glaring at me with an expression that said he wouldn’t be satisfied even if he tore me apart and drank my blood.

“How about we wager all the revenue from this event and have a special sparring match?”

“…!”

“Of course, if I lose, I’ll pay you the equivalent of this event’s revenue.”

I’m certain.

That fellow will accept.

By the way—

I wonder how things are going on Ernest’s side?

 

 

Magic Summoning Exploration Spear Swordsmanship (Romance) Club.

The Romance Club, for short, operates a total of three event venues.

Despite receiving help from various people including the Bodybuilding Club (currently disbanded), a club with only four total members operates three event venues.

That means a club the size of the Academy Swordsmanship Society operates even more event venues.

In fact, the secret to consistently taking first place in guests and profits every time is not just the scale of the events, but also thanks to the sheer number of event venues they operate.

Therefore, Leila and Ernest have come here to participate in the Academy Swordsmanship Society club’s event.

While Dane buys time, they’re here to ruin the Academy Swordsmanship Society’s other events.

This was Leila’s suggestion.

Even though they’re from the same Swordsmanship Department, she couldn’t stand such underhanded tactics.

Ernest also agreed to this and picked out an event venue that seemed suitable to fleece.

“Escape Room?”

“It caught my eye right away. I thought, this is it.”

Ernest looked at Leila and smiled confidently.

Escape Room.

An event where you have to escape from a confined space within a set time limit.

Ernest intends to participate in it.

“I’ll participate at the highest difficulty level.”

“The, the highest difficulty level?”

Ernest approached the event venue entrance and chose the highest difficulty level.

‘They’ll definitely fail at the first stage.’

The Escape Room changes its method and concept every year.

But the highest level Escape Room has never been cleared even once.

Forget clearing it, most people fall out at the first stage.

‘Well, that’s good for us.’

Of course, thanks to that, the participation fees come in generously.

“Excellent. Will you two be participating together?”

“Yes.”

“Please pay the participation fee here. The rules are simple. Escape within one hour. For other prohibited items, please refer to this list. Also, if you escape at the highest difficulty level… you’ll take half of all the participation fees accumulated so far.”

Half of the participation fees.

The reason Ernest chose the highest difficulty.

Of course, the Swordsmanship Society club put in this benefit thinking no one would be able to clear it.

Simply put, it’s a kind of sales tactic to entice fools.

“Will you be okay? It seems incredibly difficult.”

“Nothing ventured, nothing gained.”

Ernest told her not to worry and revealed his anger toward the Swordsmanship Society club.

“Just thinking about how these guys tried to ruin our event makes me determined to clear it no matter what.”

“That’s true.”

Leila agreed.

There’s only one reason they came here.

To ruin the Academy Swordsmanship Society club’s event.

Of course, unlike those guys, they’re doing it in a completely fair and square manner.

Simply put, they’re not giving them any grounds to find fault.

“Shall we go then?”

Ernest headed toward the highest difficulty room with the most confident stride Leila had ever seen from him.

‘He looks really excited.’

Ernest’s back view, looking excited apart from his anger.

Maybe because he’s well-versed in adventure and exploration?

The aspect of deducing clues and discovering secrets seemed to suit Ernest well.

Perhaps that’s why.

“This, this is impossible.”

The escape took less than 30 minutes.

“How, how did you…?”

The heart of the Swordsmanship Society club member who had been watching the video from outside just in case was pounding.

Lightning fast.

The breakthrough speed was so tremendous it made one suspect he knew the answers beforehand.

No, even if he knew beforehand, this doesn’t make sense.

The clues, problems, and deduction elements that are randomly arranged by magic can’t be solved quickly just by knowing them in advance.

But Ernest…

“28 minutes and 30 seconds.”

He set the all-time record.

Thanks to that, Ernest could confidently extend his hand.

“Please give me the prize money. Half of it.”

“….”

Rules are rules.

“Amazing. He cleared the highest difficulty?”

“Wasn’t that something no one had ever achieved?”

“Crazy. Who is that guy? What department is he from?”

There were many eyes watching, and the result was too clear to argue with.

“Here, here it is…”

In the end, half of the prize money that had been piled up like a mountain went to Ernest, and Ernest was overjoyed.

“I can’t do the highest difficulty.”

“Should I try it once too? Let’s do it later when the prize money builds up again. It just got reset.”

As a bonus, other students who were considering participating lost interest.

The Swordsmanship Society club officials looked miserable while Ernest looked happy.

“How did you do it?”

“It was just simple? You guys hid it too clumsily. The connections weren’t as difficult as I thought either.”

“…You were a genius too?”

“Hey, what genius. I’m nothing compared to Dane.”

At the mention of Dane, Leila suddenly asked.

“I wonder if he’s buying time well?”

“Seeing that the Swordsmanship Club guys can’t come to where we’re going, it definitely seems like it?”

Leila clenched her fist tightly.

“Now it’s my turn.”

Ernest asked.

“Do you have something in mind?”

“Yeah. I do.”

Leila pointed to an event venue not far away.

“Over there.”

Where Leila pointed, an obstacle race competition was taking place.

“Wh-what is that?”

Ernest was at a loss for words.

“I’m falling! Ahhhhh!”

“So close!”

Below was an event where participants ran through obstacles installed over a giant water tank to reach the finish line.

The types of obstacles were also varied.

Very narrow footholds.

Cotton-filled gloves flying at timed intervals.

Pouring water splashes.

Floors that suddenly collapsed.

And there were also balls flying crazily from both sides.

“You’re going to do… that?”

“Yeah.”

Leila looked at the dazed Ernest and smiled confidently.

“It’s possible if you’ve learned our family’s swordsmanship.”

The family’s swordsmanship?

Ernest recalled that Leila’s family was Termion.

“Huh? Your family? What does that have to do with swordsmanship?”

“Well, in our family, we learn to maintain balance before learning swordsmanship.”

Ernest suddenly remembered that Termion’s swordsmanship was the Empire’s finest swordsmanship.

Balance.

“Balance is the core of our family’s swordsmanship. That’s why our family’s swordsmanship is the best.”

Leila had a more prideful expression than ever before.

“The key is maintaining balance without losing your center in any situation.”

Ernest asked as if amazed.

“But is it okay to tell me such things?”

“It doesn’t matter. Not just anyone can follow it anyway even if they know. Swordsmanship isn’t something you learn from textbooks.”

Leila’s thinking had changed somewhat from before.

Previously, she considered textbooks, postures, and theory to be extremely important.

But watching Dane changed her thinking.

Experience.

And different growth rates even with the same textbook.

All of this needed…

Real combat to be added.

Like when they faced the undead in Saint Aimar’s Hall.

Anyway, following Termion’s sword theory that emphasized ‘balance’, Leila approached to challenge that obstacle race.

Then voices could suddenly be heard.

“Did you hear? There’s chaos at the sword training ground right now?”

“What do you mean?”

“The Academy Swordsmanship Club’s vice president got beaten by that Autonomous Department genius! And overwhelmingly! They say it’s a 30-win streak?”

At those words, the corners of both their mouths curled up slightly.

As expected of Dane.

To think he’d beat even the vice president.

Leila was somewhat envious too.

‘When will I catch up?’

Of course, it wasn’t just envy and jealousy like before.

Rather, her determination seemed to burn even more.

“That’s impossible! The vice president? Isn’t he a non-major?”

“He’s talented in swordsmanship too! But what’s more surprising is that he’s about to face off against the Swordsmanship Club president soon!”

“The, the president?”

At this moment, Ernest’s eyes widened.

“L-Leila. If it’s the Swordsmanship Club president, isn’t he incredibly strong?”

“Incredibly strong.”

Leila nodded.

“As far as I know, he’s probably Quad-level?”

“Quad-level?”

However, she wasn’t panicked or surprised like Ernest.

“What’s there to worry about him being Quad-level.”

Leila chuckled.

“Dane will win anyway.”

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