Reincarnated as a Genius Prodigy of a Prestigious Family - Chapter 118

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Reincarnated as a Legendary Talent Genius of a Noble Family Episode 118

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

73. The Second Buyer (1)

 

 

 

 

 

I think I made a mistake taking on a disciple.

 

Somehow, my body feels more tired than when I faced Saint Aimar.

 

“Seriously, why does that old man charge at me like a rabid dog?”

 

Professor Keltas declared that rules were no longer necessary from now on, and suddenly emphasized ‘real combat-like sparring’.

 

Thanks to that, I couldn’t spar with Professor Keltas under penalty conditions like before. Everything was conducted under equal conditions.

 

“Ugh, my whole body aches.”

 

Professor Keltas looked the most passionate I’d ever seen him.

 

To what extent? When I occasionally succeeded in counterattacking, he showed a smile I’d never seen before.

 

Just like a master truly rejoicing in his disciple’s growth.

 

And then he said this.

 

From now on, he would thoroughly assess me and spar according to my skill level.

 

He’s probably serious about it.

 

After all, he’s the one who immediately noticed that I had created another core during sparring at the Termion estate.

 

“I’ll need to completely clear my schedule on sparring days.”

 

At this rate, it’ll be hard for me to go easy too.

 

Of course, I’ve never gone easy, but I do need to steel my resolve a bit more.

 

Come to think of it, Duke Termion, whom I couldn’t surpass in my previous life, is Hexa-grade, and a master of the same level is teaching me.

 

There was actually a lot to learn.

 

My swordsmanship is ‘still’ being perfected.

 

In fact, there’s no such thing as completion in swordsmanship.

 

Therefore, I’m currently accumulating ‘real combat experience’ and becoming stronger at a much faster pace than in my previous life.

 

“Hmm. It’s a shame.”

 

The fact that this makes me think I should train more makes me wonder if I’m also addicted to getting stronger like the Physical Fitness Club members.

 

Anyway-

 

I headed to Bonia Forest as promised with my friends.

 

And I was able to see Leila swinging her sword and Ernest shooting his bow…

 

“Huh?”

 

I also confirmed there was one more person there.

 

It’s someone I know.

 

“You’ve arrived, Master Dane!”

 

As soon as he saw me, the fellow rushed over and gave me a respectful greeting.

 

Dorian Artak.

 

The former president of the now officially disbanded Physical Fitness Club, and one of the hidden contributors to this festival.

 

“What brings you here?”

 

“I came to train!”

 

“Train?”

 

This guy who’s obsessed with muscle building and should be in the sewer training room we made for him – why is he suddenly here?

 

“Well, that is… I thought I needed to polish my martial arts a bit more.”

 

“Suddenly?”

 

“I realized that muscles aren’t everything!”

 

At those words, I suddenly recalled what happened at the astrology booth.

 

Those two guys from the swordsmanship club whose names I immediately forgot.

 

Dorian had been subdued by those two without even realizing it.

 

And I remember that Priscilla was there too.

 

“Aha.”

 

I grinned at Dorian.

 

“Right. Good thinking. Muscles aren’t everything.”

 

“Th-that’s why, Master Dane.”

 

Suddenly, Dorian said something I never expected.

 

“I-I want to become stronger!”

 

“Then go train.”

 

“That’s not what I mean… I want to learn from you!”

 

What’s this about now?

 

Leila, who had approached at some point, chimed in.

 

“He was completely mesmerized watching you subdue those two guys without even touching them.”

 

Ernest was there too.

 

“We’ve gotten used to it, but Dane’s skills are unbelievable to people seeing them for the first time.”

 

Why are these guys acting like this again?

 

I asked Dorian.

 

“There isn’t another reason, is there?”

 

“…”

 

“Well, if you don’t want to say, you don’t have to.”

 

I think I know even without him saying it.

 

It’s a good motivation.

 

There were many guys on the battlefield who lived with such goals.

 

Broadly speaking, to protect the homeland where I and my family live.

 

Narrowly speaking, to survive and meet the person they love.

 

Isn’t it all like that?

 

“You want to become stronger?”

 

“Yes!”

 

“Good. Will you do anything?”

 

“Of course!”

 

I happen to have something in mind.

 

Of course, it’s not for Dorian’s sake.

 

It was entirely for me, Leila, and Ernest, who would improve to some degree later.

 

Actually, this works out well.

 

I can test it out this time.

 

Zzt.

 

I opened subspace and took out the ‘Illusion Generator Mk.2’.

 

The one I gave to Priscilla and got back when we parted ways.

 

“This spot looks good.”

 

I installed the illusion generator in a reasonably spacious area, then inserted the special mana stone I had made earlier.

 

“Go stand over there.”

 

“H-here, you mean?”

 

“A little further back. Yeah, right there.”

 

Dorian still seemed unable to grasp what I was trying to do.

 

At least the quick-witted Leila asked me quietly.

 

“You’re going to make him train with illusions?”

 

“Yeah. You figured it out?”

 

“Well, I’ve seen it before. But illusions have no substance, right? There won’t be much tension.”

 

“That’s something I can create.”

 

When it comes to physical combat, reflexes and situational response abilities are important.

 

So I prepared for that.

 

It’s about incorporating magic into the illusion generator.

 

Whooom.

 

I rearranged the mana code in the air to create 3-Chain Magic, ‘Mana Barrier’.

 

And I wrapped it in a hemisphere shape around Dorian, effectively trapping Dorian inside.

 

“T-Teacher?”

 

“It’s not over yet.”

 

Here I added a bit more magic to the illusion generator.

 

I feel a bit bad about modifying Big Sister’s invention, but still, this much should be fine.

 

“What are you doing?”

 

“I’m going to make magic flow through the illusion.”

 

“Is that possible?”

 

“Yeah. It should work?”

 

I’ve never tried it before, but I’m giving it a shot this time.

 

“It works.”

 

And I succeeded on the first try.

 

“…Are you amazing, or is this just simple-level magic?”

 

“Probably the former.”

 

“You really are…”

 

Leaving behind Leila who shook her head as if annoyed, I checked the magic I cast on the illusion generator.

 

Crackle.

 

It works well.

 

What I granted was magic that makes a weak current flow the moment the body touches the illusion created by the generator.

 

Illusions have no substance.

 

So training with them is impossible.

 

But what if I add my mana to the mana forming the illusion to make some interaction occur the moment of contact?

 

They’ll probably try their hardest to avoid it.

 

“Now it’s ready.”

 

“T-Teacher! What kind of training is this exactly?”

 

I gave a short answer to the panicked Dorian.

 

“Dodging wyverns.”

 

“Pardon?”

 

“Do your best.”

 

As soon as I activated the illusion generator-

 

“Kraaaaaaak!”

 

A giant wyvern appeared.

 

“It’s an illusion, but it hurts when it touches your body. So dodge well.”

 

“T-Teacher! It hurts, you say!”

 

“It’ll sting a little? If you get hit more than three times, training ends for the day. Dodge well.”

 

I arranged the final code like that to finally make the wyvern move, and screams began erupting from inside the hemisphere.

 

“Aaaaah!”

 

“Oh, you dodged the first attack well.”

 

Since he’s from the Martial Arts Department, he should be good at moving his body.

 

But how long will he be able to hold out.

 

Compared to real combat, the tension would naturally be lower, but the fact that a stinging current flows when touched means he definitely has to avoid it.

 

With the rule that getting hit three times ends the training, unless he really hates doing it, he’ll endure to the end.

 

Of course, I could probably cast other magic too.

 

Something a bit more harsh, like magic that makes flames rise when touched.

 

“Dane, that looks fun. I want to do it too.”

 

“Go do it when Dorian’s done. What should I summon for you?”

 

“Hmm… for building reflexes, nothing beats a fast fellow, right?”

 

“I’ll summon an appropriate fellow for you.”

 

Leila watched the blood battle inside the mana barrier with curious eyes, then quietly moved to the side. And she began coaching Dorian.

 

“Good. Keep moving! That’s right. This time it’s coming from behind!”

 

I wonder if she might end up nagging him.

 

I approached Ernest.

 

“You worked hard?”

 

There are quite a few small wounds on his hands.

 

Evidence that he continuously gripped and pulled the bowstring.

 

Come to think of it, his muscles seem to have grown a bit more than before too.

 

“I guess the muscle guys are teaching you well.”

 

“Yeah. Right. Muscles really do seem beautiful.”

 

“…”

 

This guy is starting to get influenced too.

 

“You’ll be doing that soon too.”

 

“R-really?”

 

“Yeah. There’s nothing you can’t do. Of course, today we start with archery. Pick up the bow.”

 

“Yeah!”

 

Ernest obediently picked up the bow.

 

“Let’s nock the string.”

 

“Mmph!”

 

His speed at nocking the string has also increased.

 

But it’s still not enough.

 

For Ernest to provide supporting fire from behind as he wants in the future, he needs to be faster than this.

 

“Remember. In real combat, there’s no time to leisurely nock the string like this.”

 

“I-I understand! I’ll try again!”

 

While repeating nocking and releasing the string, I had him stop briefly and try shooting.

 

“The target is over there, the third scarecrow. Hit the head.”

 

“The head? From this distance?”

 

“Try it. There’s nothing you can’t do.”

 

Ping!

 

When Ernest released the string, the arrow that flew grazed the scarecrow’s shoulder.

 

Not a bad result.

 

Since he aimed at a suddenly changed target.

 

But he’s still far from it.

 

“A little faster.”

 

“This time, right after nocking the string.”

 

“Change the target right now. To the lower part.”

 

Ping! Ping! Ping!

 

Arrows flying without pause.

 

Ernest was truly gritting his teeth.

 

I continued to push Ernest by presenting various situations disguised as real combat.

 

“Good. You’re doing well.”

 

Of course, I didn’t forget to praise him in between.

 

Nothing makes a learner more intimidated than relentless scolding.

 

“You’ve improved a lot?”

 

“Really?”

 

“Yeah. Much more compared to before. Let’s keep practicing. Just enough not to strain yourself. External injuries can be healed immediately, but if nerves or muscles get hurt, even if I ease it, it takes time.”

 

For external injuries, I can ask Priscilla.

 

But more complex areas like nerves or muscles don’t heal immediately.

 

Then getting injured is more of a loss.

 

“I’ll work hard and properly contribute in the next expedition!”

 

“You don’t need to contribute right away with that. There are plenty of ways to contribute, right?”

 

I smiled wryly.

 

“Oh, Dane. I’ve been looking for places to explore lately. Inside the Academy!”

 

“Are there really places like that?”

 

“Of course. The restricted zones are gold mines, gold mines.”

 

This guy is really crazy about exploration.

 

“Be careful. If you get caught or hurt, it’ll be big trouble.”

 

If we were going together it would be one thing, but if this fellow who’s currently full of confidence goes wandering around alone and has an accident, that would be a headache in its own way.

 

“Don’t worry. I won’t overdo it.”

 

Don’t people usually say this and then cause accidents?

 

“Don’t just avoid overdoing it, be careful. With everything.”

 

“Yeah, yeah. Leave it to me.”

 

Leave it to him, my foot.

 

Well, whatever. What if he does cause an accident.

 

If it’s a place worth exploring magnificently, that would be welcome in its own way.

 

As long as he doesn’t die.

 

Anyway, I approached the mana barrier again.

 

“Oh, he’s holding up well.”

 

He’s lasting longer than I thought.

 

I thought it would be 10 minutes at most.

 

“It’s already been over 20 minutes? I think he’s been hit about twice.”

 

“Then there’s one time left now.”

 

Is it the power of love?

 

“Aaaaargh!”

 

He still has the strength to scream.

 

If Priscilla had been here, he probably would have lasted not 20 minutes but over an hour.

 

“He’s doing better than expected. Leila, should we make it twice for you?”

 

“Once is fine. I’m confident.”

 

I was chuckling at Leila’s overflowing confidence when I suddenly stepped away briefly due to a communication that came through the crystal orb.

 

It’s Sidrain.

 

-Kid, have you been well?

 

“It’s been a while, Magic Tower Master uncle. You’ve been well, right?”

 

-Yeah. I’ve been well. Nothing happened to you either?

 

We finished our greetings appropriately and then got to the main point.

 

-I was just asked if I found the next buyer, so I contacted you about that.

 

“Did you find one?”

 

-Who do you think I am? Of course I found one. It took some time, but we need to be careful, don’t we?

 

I nodded.

 

I agree a hundred times with being careful.

 

We’re planning to sell cheaply while gradually spreading rumors and slowly raising the price, so we can’t just release too much from the start or sell to just anyone.

 

In that sense, the second buyer is just as important as the first buyer.

 

“What kind of person is it?”

 

-Someone who desperately wants that mana stone. But they’re a rather unique person.

 

“A unique person?”

 

A somewhat excited voice came from the crystal orb.

 

-Yeah. They say they’re making some kind of groundbreaking treatment, how should I put it. Something that prevents infection and treats certain specific diseases…

 

A treatment.

 

That’s interesting.

 

There are many cases in the world that can’t be solved with divine power.

 

I suddenly thought of Leila’s mother too.

 

I wonder if Delward is doing well.

 

-Anyway, mana stones are used in the equipment they use in the research process, but the efficiency is extremely poor, so they’re having difficulties with their research.

 

“I see.”

 

-So I think it would be good for you to see them directly. For the first one, I went out myself since we were selling to our Deputy Tower Master, but I think you need to see this person directly and make the judgment.

 

And if a mage of Sidrain’s caliber says I need to see them ‘directly’-

 

“I should see them even just out of curiosity.”

 

I should prepare some disguise.

 

I can’t reveal my face.

 

I happen to have some good items.

 

-Wait, but you’re an Academy student, right? Can you come out anytime?

 

“That’s no problem at all.”

 

I recalled the outing pass among the prizes I received for placing first in the Festival.

 

That should make it simple.

 

-Good. Then I’ll contact you again soon. This will be a trip to the capital after a long time.

 

Sidrain seemed quite excited.

 

Then I should prepare a bit too.

 

“See you soon, Magic Tower Master uncle.”

 

-Sure. But how long are you going to call me Magic Tower Master uncle? Try calling me Master, ahem.

 

“I’m hanging up.”

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