Reincarnated as a Genius Prodigy of a Prestigious Family - Chapter 113

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Reincarnated as a Legendary Talent Genius of a Noble Family Episode 113

 

 

 

69. There’s Still More Left

 

 

Conrad never imagined he would lose.

He simply thought that fellow named Dane Sogress had gotten cocky from his 30-win streak.

Let’s think about this logically.

He was considered one of the top talents and skills even within the Swordsmanship Department.

In terms of pure skill alone, employment with the Imperial Knight Order or a famous knight order after graduation was practically guaranteed.

The reason he could hold the position of club president, the greatest power within the Swordsmanship Department, was for that reason.

‘There’s no way I’ll lose.’

On the other hand, what about Dane Sogress?

He’s certainly impressive.

Not only did he enter the Autonomous Department, which had produced only 2 people in the past 100 years, but he also showed genius talent in no less than four fields.

On top of that, he’s the youngest son of Count Sogress, one of the Empire’s greatest houses.

But even so, Conrad would win.

There’s the grade difference, and there’s the age difference too.

He himself was a full 4-core.

Quad-level.

‘There’s no way that fellow is quad-level.’

Quad-level at that age?

Absolutely impossible.

This is why Conrad, even when he stepped onto the training ground and drew his sword, never imagined he would lose.

No, he couldn’t.

That was an immutable law in Conrad’s world.

But what on earth is this?

“Wh, what just happened…?”

“He, he couldn’t succeed even once?”

Conrad had charged in boldly and unleashed dozens of sword strikes.

But he couldn’t succeed even once.

Rather, Dane blocked all those attacks quite leisurely.

‘This is strange.’

Having a high core doesn’t just mean the level at which you can use mana is different.

Having a high core means that much training accompanies it, and naturally creates the skill to overwhelm opponents.

But Dane was currently overwhelming Conrad.

Very leisurely at that.

That means-

‘His skill is higher than mine?’

That can’t be.

That’s nonsense.

“Are you tired?”

“Grr!”

At Dane’s question, Conrad charged again.

The situation is taking a strange turn.

Winning should be natural, but somehow that natural immutable truth is gradually shedding its shell and revealing its true form.

What becomes visible little by little as that true form is revealed is his own future of defeat.

‘No!’

Conrad cried out inwardly as he swung his sword again and again.

Clang! Crash!

But each time, a sword blocked his way.

Even more, as if knowing where he would come, Dane’s sword was already positioned in Conrad’s sword path.

“Everything should be inferior to me! Why!”

Conrad gradually loses his composure.

“I’m the greatest talent in the Swordsmanship Department! I’ve even experienced real combat!”

Conrad is an upperclassman.

So he had experienced real combat.

Though it was monster subjugation, that real combat had made Conrad stronger.

But to Dane, it’s not even funny.

“Real combat?”

Dane asked while parrying Conrad’s sword.

“Do you know what real combat is?”

And while deflecting Conrad’s textbook thrust, he tripped his foot at a completely unexpected timing.

“Ugh!”

A counterattack he could never have imagined.

It was then that the sword touched the neck of the staggering Conrad.

“Real combat is… a blood battle where blood and flesh fly.”

Dane said this while wearing a cold smile.

At that terrifyingly frightening smile, Conrad trembled and stepped backward.

“Haah!”

And while pretending to do so, he raised his sword and pushed away Dane’s sword, but-

Thud!

“Kugh!”

Dane drew back the pushed sword while simultaneously kicking Conrad in the chest.

“Cough, cough.”

His breath was instantly cut off.

This too was an unexpected attack.

Dane wasn’t just using his sword, but was making every part of his body – feet, hands, torso – into weapons.

Sword.

To Conrad, everything was full of irregularities.

Of course, he wasn’t taught that he must only use a sword.

But at least among the opponents he had faced so far, there was no one who actively utilized elements other than the sword like this.

“I told you. You picked the wrong fight.”

“Y, you bastard!”

Conrad got up almost desperately and charged again.

However, that was Conrad’s last attack.

“Ugh!”

Dane kicked off the ground and instantly went behind Conrad, striking his back.

Thanks to this, Conrad fell face-first in an unsightly manner and ended up dropping his weapon.

“Di, did you see that just now?”

“I couldn’t see it at all!”

“Conrad… completely lost…”

Conrad couldn’t get up.

Not because he was unconscious.

Because he was embarrassed.

‘Th, this is impossible.’

He had dropped his sword and fallen in a pathetic position.

Like a frog.

It was humiliation itself.

“Did, did he faint?”

“It didn’t look like he got hit that hard though.”

Thinking about the expressions of the people he’d have to face when he got up, he simply couldn’t bring himself to rise.

“Club President!”

“Move the Club President! Get a stretcher, quickly!”

Thanks to this, the Academy Swordsmanship Club made a big fuss over their Club President who hadn’t moved for quite a while.

A stretcher was brought in, they loaded the limp Club President onto it, and denied the results of this unbelievable reality.

Meanwhile, the spectators cheered.

“Dane! Dane! Dane!”

“The Swordsmanship Department lost with swords to a guy from another department!”

Conrad, called a Quad-level, the top skilled person in the Swordsmanship Department.

He had been defeated.

Although the Imperial standard sparring rules that didn’t allow mana infusion were applied, that wasn’t an important fact.

What mattered was the fact that he lost.

Thanks to this, the Club President absolutely couldn’t open his eyes while being carried out on the stretcher.

And Dane, who had accomplished all this amazing feat, approached the Vice President who was standing there with a dazed expression.

“Let’s meet after the festival. Have the money ready.”

“….”

“You’re not going to run away when there’s even a notary here, right?”

Dane reminded him of the notary’s presence.

A third-party person from another department who was established before the sparring began.

Of course, not only the notary but everyone here could serve as witnesses.

‘I’m screwed….’

The Vice President despaired, and Dane patted the Vice President’s shoulder.

As if telling him to cheer up.

“Well then.”

House of Horror.

Astrology booth.

Treasure hunt.

I had left them briefly to get revenge, but now it was time to return.

Dane’s expression after completing his revenge looked very refreshed.

On the other hand.

“Club President! Pull yourself together!”

“This can’t be! The Club President lost!”

Today was a day of humiliation for the Academy Swordsmanship Club and the Swordsmanship Department.

On top of this, bad news came flying in.

“Th, this is terrible!”

A club member who came running while panting delivered shocking news.

“Our event venue got robbed again!”

Dane grinned at those words.

It seemed.

The revenge was extremely successful.

Now the Academy Swordsmanship Club would have convulsions just at the mention of the name ‘Dane Sogress’ and that strangely named club.

‘Should I tip off the Academy Daily too.’

Well, it didn’t seem like I’d need to bother.

“Excuse me, we’re from the Academy Daily. Would an interview be possible?”

Academy Daily.

A place that rushes over like lightning to cover and report whenever incidents occur at the Academy.

True to form, they had already arrived and started their coverage, so an article would probably come out soon.

“Shall we gradually head to our main work.”

I had achieved my goal too.

Then now it was time to focus on the main event.

“I barely took care of Karnas.”

“Kyiruk?”

Just as I was leaving the training ground behind and heading back, Karnas poked his head out.

To think he didn’t wake up even once during the entire sparring match.

What an amazing fellow.

“I’ll get you lots of delicious snacks when it’s over.”

“Kyiruwook!”

 

 

It became the 3rd day of the festival.

There was no more interference from the Academy Swordsmanship Club.

It was natural that there wasn’t any.

They’d be busy settling their own karma right now.

As far as I knew, the ‘Non-major Swordsmanship Sparring’ was in a state of temporary closure with no more challengers.

The ‘Escape Room’ didn’t have its sets destroyed or anything, but thanks to Ernest robbing half of the accumulated entry fees, it would fall far short of expected profits.

On top of this, Leila had fully utilized Termion Swordsmanship to pass through the obstacle course with a 1st place record.

Until the final moments of the 3rd day of the festival, it seemed like no other student could surpass Leila’s record.

So probably, according to the rules, half the entry fees would become Leila’s share.

“As expected, she has talent.”

Leila was the young lady of Duke Termion House.

Whether looking at the Swordsmanship Department or the entire Academy, she was among the most talented.

You could tell by watching the swordsmanship she displayed.

Termion Swordsmanship.

The swordsmanship used by Duke Termion who brought death to me in my previous life.

How should I put it….

There wasn’t any tremendous something that could be specified, but in a way, that’s exactly what made it frightening swordsmanship.

Balance.

Ordinariness.

Swordsmanship, after all, gets countered if it’s too unique.

“You’re already doing well.”

However, Leila didn’t seem to acknowledge that herself.

No, it would be better to say she wouldn’t acknowledge it.

Because Leila wasn’t the type to be complacent.

Rather, that might be better.

It’s better than becoming arrogant and stopping.

Anyway, thanks to the two of them, the revenge was completed successfully.

The Academy Swordsmanship Club fellows naturally could no longer interfere with our events.

Even if they tried to interfere, they wouldn’t be able to.

They’d be too busy trying to clean up the mess of their own ruined events.

On the other hand, we….

“I never heard that you make money when you enter the Academy.”

“My goodness, is this all money?”

“This is crazy…?”

We earned nearly 200 Crown gold coins from our club events.

It was a record amount.

Students pooling their pocket money together to achieve this kind of record.

And we didn’t even sell food.

“The House of Horror earned almost half of it?”

“Even though we set the participation fee quite high, it was incredible. We could raise it a bit more next year?”

Leila and I with the House of Horror in the abandoned building.

“How was the treasure hunt? Wow, 60 crown gold coins?”

“I made the reasonable prizes somewhat findable, and the more expensive prizes could only be found by solving quizzes as well.”

The treasure hunt that Ernest operated by borrowing the Garden of Mist.

“The astrology booth was no joke either? 40 coins?”

“Fortune telling took a long time, so next time I’ll have to charge more for the service.”

Finally, Priscilla’s astrology event operated at the booth.

The net profit earned from the three events was 200 crown gold coins.

Ah.

“You guys worked hard too.”

“Not at all, Master! Thanks to you, we had fun!”

These guys are here too.

The Physical Fitness Club.

From Number 1 to Number 6.

“Let’s distribute it like this.”

The four of us first divided 140 gold coins equally among ourselves.

If we started calculating contributions, there would be no end to it, so I made it this way to avoid any disputes.

“What are you saying, Dane! You should take at least 50!”

“Right! Without you, we couldn’t have achieved this much!”

Of course, objections followed.

But I didn’t want to waste this opportunity to gain trust over such small change.

“We all worked hard together. This profit also came from the synergy between the three events.”

In fact, each event offered discounts for our club’s other events, which created good synergy.

At this point, the other three finally accepted my proposal.

“Dane is so magnanimous.”

“My goodness, even Father never gave me this much as allowance…”

“This semester will be no problem at all!”

The three were overjoyed.

Really now.

If they were going to be this happy about it.

“You guys take some too.”

I didn’t leave out the Physical Fitness Club either.

The remaining 60 coins.

What’s left is these guys’ share.

“Good work. Without you guys, we would have had a much tighter operation.”

“M-Master. How can we accept this money! No. We were just repaying a debt.”

At Number 1’s words—that is, former club president Dorian—I shook my head.

“I never intended to work you for free from the start. That’s not how you treat people.”

“M-Master…”

The guys looked deeply moved.

Of course, paying these guys for their work was something I had already discussed with the other club members beforehand.

“10 coins each.”

“Thank you!”

“Wow! 10 gold coins!”

“What should I do with this? I should buy equipment! I heard an amazing machine came to the Capital Health Shop!”

“Great! That’s it! I had my eye on something too!”

They’re complete exercise addicts, I tell you.

And so the settlement ended cleanly.

Of course, the ‘real settlement’ wasn’t over yet.

“How much do those guys owe us?”

“I calculated it, and it’s roughly 180 gold coins?”

“That’s insane…”

The Academy Swordsmanship Association club.

The non-major swordsmanship sparring event I participated in.

The escape room event where Ernest set the highest record.

Finally, the obstacle course event where Leila also set the highest record.

The total we cleaned out from these was 180 gold coins.

Of course, these weren’t the only events.

Those guys were running several more events, but unfortunately we couldn’t clean those out too.

If we did that, we’d lose sight of our priorities and wouldn’t be able to focus on our own events.

“Those guys must be in chaos. Their reputation will be buried so deep underground it’ll break through to the other side?”

Leila had a very satisfied expression.

I wondered if it was okay for the Swordsmanship Department to be like this, but Leila is a Termion after all.

Of course, if those guys ever laid a hand on Leila, the rest of our club members including myself wouldn’t stand for it.

“Won’t it be in tomorrow’s daily paper?”

“The sparring event already made the daily paper.”

“How satisfying.”

And there’s one more thing.

We’re first place in this festival.

“So we can change our club room?”

“Let’s definitely go for a spacious place!”

I calmed down the other three who were getting excited.

“Let’s think slowly, and finish the settlement first.”

We continued with the remaining settlement.

“So the total money earned from this event is 380 gold coins?”

“Yeah. We settled and distributed 200 coins, how about using the 180 coins as club budget?”

“Sounds good. Ernest?”

“Of course I agree!”

Finally, Priscilla gave her okay too.

“I joined an incredibly amazing club, didn’t I?”

At Priscilla’s words, I chuckled.

“You’re just realizing that now?”

Having finished the settlement, we slowly began cleaning up.

“We’ll be done soon.”

We had to remove all the various facilities installed in the House of Horror and restore it to its original state, and the treasure hunt was somewhat better.

As for the booth, we just had to tear it down.

“Master! We’ll do it!”

“I’ll carry it! Please give it here!”

And thanks to the Physical Fitness Club guys, it seemed like it would be finished quickly, and it actually was.

Now there were two places left.

“I’ll go with Ernest to the treasure hunt area.”

“Oh, then I’ll go with Priscilla to the booth.”

As I was moving with Priscilla, I suddenly noticed the Physical Fitness Club president, Dorian, beside me and burst into laughter.

“What, when did you follow us?”

“Ah, um. I thought you might need an extra hand…”

He said shyly.

While glancing at Priscilla—

This atmosphere is quite serious.

“Th-then I’ll go clean up outside.”

“Uh-huh.”

I tried to slip away after reading the situation, but Dorian actually left me and Priscilla in the booth and went outside to start cleaning.

If only he had half as much courage as he had muscle, that would be great.

Priscilla also looked somewhat exasperated, but well, whatever.

“Let’s clean up. Should I carry the table?”

“Uh. Yeah.”

Priscilla gathered up the crystal orb, and I lifted the table. When the crystal orb caught my eye, I became curious.

“But how did someone from the Theology Department come to learn astrology?”

“Well, you know. Everyone has their innate talents. I just happened to be born with the power of stars.”

“Power of stars?”

“It sounds grand, but just think of it as having talent in astrology. I can see the future vaguely, I suppose? Well, actually it’s more like comforting people than really seeing the future.”

“That’s interesting.”

“Compared to real prophets or astrologers, it’s on a completely different level. Those people actually make their prophecies come true.”

If you predict when and where someone will die, then go there yourself and kill them, does that count as making a prophecy come true?

Just as I was chuckling at that ridiculous thought.

“Dane, wait a moment.”

“Hm?”

Priscilla stared intently into the crystal orb, then turned her gaze toward me.

“There’s still one left.”

“What is?”

“Someone I took payment from but didn’t give a reading to.”

I furrowed my brow.

“What do you mean by that?”

“There’s this thing in our field. If you take payment but don’t give a reading, you’ll be punished later.”

“Did you refuse to give a reading because you didn’t like them after taking payment?”

“It’s not like that. They said they didn’t want it and just left. So there’s one remaining.”

Priscilla then asked me.

“Since we’re talking about it, should I give you a reading, Dane?”

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