Reincarnated as a Genius Prodigy of a Prestigious Family - Chapter 149

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Reincarnated as a Legendary Talent Genius of a Noble Family Episode 149

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

97. What the Hell Is This Fellow?

 

 

 

 

 

I went to find Big Sister.

 

Big Sister was in the middle of inventing and researching as usual today.

 

Lately, she’s been obsessed with a new invention, saying I’ll be shocked later.

 

And….

 

“Thanks to our Dane, I earned over 2,500 gold crowns!”

 

Big Sister made a fortune by betting money on me in the subjugation record betting.

 

And it was an enormous amount of money.

 

Little Sister probably did the same, and so did Professor Keltas.

 

But if I get something from it, wouldn’t that be match-fixing?

 

Well, anyway.

 

“Our youngest, welcome!”

 

Big Sister hugged me and welcomed me as she always did.

 

I started by bringing up the subjugation story.

 

“So, so?”

 

“The subjugation ended well, we caught that secret organization fellow too, and when I returned, the Principal personally gave me an award.”

 

“As expected, that’s Dane.”

 

Big Sister was overjoyed at my achievements.

 

But as always, the worry that followed next.

 

“You didn’t get hurt anywhere, right?”

 

“I’m fine.”

 

“Not getting hurt is the most important thing. You know that, right?”

 

“Of course.”

 

Mother and Father are like this, Little Sister is like this too – everyone only worries about me day and night.

 

From my perspective having a previous life, at first I wondered why they worried so much, but now even that feels good.

 

Because we’re family.

 

“Then you gained a lot from this subjugation?”

 

“I suppose so?”

 

“You became closer with His Highness the Prince, and made your presence known to the Imperial Knights… At this rate, won’t our youngest enter the Imperial Palace right after graduation?”

 

“I wonder. I haven’t thought about my career path yet.”

 

“Hmm. When you graduate, His Highness the Prince probably won’t just leave you alone, will he?”

 

Big Sister winked.

 

The Imperial Palace.

 

It’s a topic I haven’t really thought about.

 

More precisely, I’ve never thought about where to go after graduation.

 

Because I’m a freshman.

 

Whatever I’ll do later, I plan to consider that when the time comes.

 

“Hmm… But anyway, Professor Denabo must be scared shitless, right?”

 

In the midst of this, Big Sister mentioned the secret organization story.

 

“The circumstances are clear. But if you’ve made such an impression on that fellow called Asier, he’ll definitely confess.”

 

“Then we’ll have one justification to search and seize Professor Denabo’s side.”

 

“And you’ll create the remaining justification, right Dane?”

 

I nodded.

 

Asier probably doesn’t know that the Academy Branch Leader is Professor Denabo.

 

But I know.

 

So besides the fact that he’s the ‘Academy Branch Leader,’ I need to secure the fact that ‘the Academy Branch Leader is Professor Denabo.’

 

“Wouldn’t it be too dangerous?”

 

“It’s fine. I’m thinking of a method.”

 

The best approach would be to track Professor Denabo’s every move.

 

I received assassination lessons from Mother, so I’m confident in most kinds of tailing.

 

Or….

 

Recruiting someone near Professor Denabo who could tail him without taking risks – in simple terms.

 

“If it seems dangerous, you have to back out.”

 

“Of course.”

 

“Still, if His Highness the Prince accepted this task… it means you persuaded him well, doesn’t it Dane?”

 

I shrugged my shoulders.

 

“Maybe?”

 

“Our youngest is amazing. You’re only a first-year but you’re already openly connected to the Imperial Palace.”

 

Well, it wasn’t with the intention of making connections.

 

Edward is a friend.

 

That’s all.

 

“Oh, and this.”

 

I showed Big Sister the ancient mana concentrator.

 

Big Sister’s expression became serious now.

 

I also talked about the staff.

 

While I was at it, I brought up what happened at Termion’s Forge too.

 

“My goodness. A staff made with ‘Oldius’?”

 

“More precisely, a staff with a core made of ‘Oldius’ embedded in it.”

 

“Hmm. It wouldn’t be of much use to mages. For staffs, the mana stone embedded at the tip is more important after all. You did well. If you gave it to a blacksmith, you gave it to the right person.”

 

Big Sister said this while tilting her head.

 

“What the hell are these fellows doing? Making staffs with ‘Oldius’ to control monsters like that. If they’re really aiming to overthrow the Empire… it’s a bigger organization than we thought.”

 

Big Sister changed the topic for now.

 

“Let’s look at the concentrator first.”

 

At Big Sister’s words, I slowly unwrapped the cloth that had been covering the concentrator.

 

Then a brilliant green light burst forth.

 

The concentrator that makes me feel strange every time I see it.

 

“As expected, this time too… it’s tremendous.”

 

Big Sister let out an exclamation.

 

Any mage would show such a reaction.

 

But Big Sister wasn’t being greedy.

 

She was looking at it with eyes full of awe.

 

“Let’s analyze it together.”

 

“Okay.”

 

Big Sister and I headed to the analysis room, and this time I decided to do the analysis directly.

 

‘Direct analysis’ itself is difficult, but I’m the only one who can touch this ancient mana concentrator and analyze it.

 

By the way, this isn’t for my sake.

 

It’s for Big Sister’s sake.

 

If I analyze the concentrator’s structure and convey it to her, it would be a great help to Big Sister.

 

Compared to the love I’ve received, this is really nothing at all, so I brought my hand to the concentrator without hesitation.

 

Woom woom woom!

 

The concentrator trembled strongly in response to me.

 

It was crying as if it would be absorbed at any moment, but I deliberately pushed it away and attempted analysis.

 

“H-how is it? If it’s dangerous, you have to stop right away!”

 

A trembling voice came from beside me.

 

I mumbled as if telling her not to worry, using one hand for analysis and the other to write down the analysis results.

 

Direct Analysis, this is fascinating.

 

Should I say it feels like the results are being transmitted into my head?

 

Anyway, when I wrote down everything I could detect and handed it over, Big Sister was overjoyed.

 

“Thank you, Dane! This will make inventing new products much faster! As expected… the Kingdom of Arcana must still have tremendous secrets that haven’t been revealed!”

 

I’m curious too.

 

A Magic Kingdom that disappeared leaving only records that no one but me can decipher.

 

What exactly was its identity?

 

Why did it disappear, and what kind of history did it have?

 

“I should raise my Circle and head to the Library first.”

 

When my Circle goes up by one, the number of words I can decode should increase too.

 

Anyway, now it’s time to absorb.

 

I released the power that was trying to enter me.

 

Then the Ancient Mana Concentrator very naturally scattered and flowed into me through my hands, as if it had never existed in the first place.

 

“Wait a moment.”

 

After that, I sat for a while, closed my eyes, and concentrated my mind.

 

I can feel it.

 

Around my heart.

 

A ring of mana forming in a circle.

 

Passing the first Circle, passing the second Circle, and finally-

 

Whooom…

 

The third ring created through resonance with my heart.

 

“It’s done.”

 

“This quickly?”

 

“Yeah. It’s simple. You saw it last time too.”

 

“Ha, that’s true. Even regular Circles form quickly once you have the trigger. But it seems even faster than before…”

 

Does this mean my body is getting more and more accustomed to it?

 

“How do you feel?”

 

“For now… like power is overflowing?”

 

I smiled wickedly while savoring the mana overflowing in my body.

 

The third Circle.

 

I wonder what kind of abilities it possesses.

 

“You don’t feel anything strange?”

 

Big Sister was speaking with eyes that seemed to say I shouldn’t answer that there was something wrong.

 

“Yeah. Not at all.”

 

Generally, Circles require some adaptation period.

 

More precisely, time for the body to adapt to the Circle.

 

That’s why mages who haven’t had their additional Circle for long often cause accidents.

 

“Shall I test it out?”

 

While I was at it, I thought of an appropriate magic.

 

Generally, when a Circle rises, the power, efficiency, and depth of magic increase.

 

In the case of my Ancient Magic Power, it’s several times more than that.

 

Of course, since I can’t use attack magic, what I chose was…

 

“I’ll make a Mana Stone?”

 

Magic Stone Creation, to be precise.

 

Strictly speaking, it’s closer to crafting than magic, but since magical capability goes into it, well.

 

“Yeah. I’m curious if the efficiency will be better.”

 

I took out an empty Mana Stone and an amplification stone together from my Subspace and placed them on the Analysis Room desk.

 

“Will the creation speed be faster?”

 

“Probably? Since less mana will be consumed.”

 

“Then you’ll make more than now?”

 

“Something like that.”

 

I haven’t made many lately, but if I set aside a day to make them, I probably won’t need to make any for a while.

 

Of course, it’s not that I’m greedy for money, but I’m unintentionally controlling the quantity.

 

Anyway, I started making special Mana Stones using the empty Mana Stone and amplification stone.

 

But-

 

Something feels a bit strange.

 

“Are you still injecting mana?”

 

“Huh, this is weird?”

 

The Mana Injection that would normally finish in about a minute was still continuing.

 

What I had expected was that each special Mana Stone would require a smaller proportion of mana than before.

 

But the time has increased more than before…

 

It’s absorbing more mana.

 

“Could this be…”

 

After injecting mana for 1 minute and 30 seconds like that.

 

Finally realizing that no more mana would go in, I stopped the injection and could immediately see it.

 

A Mana Stone emitting a much deeper and more profound light than the special Mana Stones I had made before.

 

Big Sister became dazed looking at the Mana Stone I had just made.

 

“This… it’s not just that the efficiency increased, but the density increased too?”

 

I didn’t know either.

 

Could this be an effect from having three Circles?

 

Previously, the quantity had increased.

 

And this time was the same.

 

But increased density was a first.

 

If I add the ‘composure’ and ‘tranquility’ I felt when fighting with my staff during the subjugation to this…

 

The third Circle, this is excellent?

 

“Right…”

 

It’s something I’ve felt since I first created a Circle, but I won’t have to worry about running out of mana in the future.

 

In the midst of this, Big Sister muttered.

 

“…I’ll have to upgrade the special Mana Stone version?”

 

It was the moment when a new product was born unexpectedly.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Altur Diomet.

 

A promising student of the Magic Department and also a student council officer, he was now walking with firm resolve.

 

‘I’m going to get thoroughly beaten… and completely destroyed.’

 

It probably already reached Professor Denabo’s ears.

 

That he had made a tactically better choice rather than raising the Magic Department’s achievements.

 

It might look good on the surface, but it would never look good in Professor Denabo’s eyes.

 

There would definitely be talk about losing first place…

 

‘Damn. What should I do.’

 

During the subjugation, he had acted that way due to extreme despair, but now that it was over, fear was washing over him.

 

The being who held his leash.

 

For Altur, who had lived in submission for the past few years, ‘rebellion’ was quite a difficult thing.

 

“Phew.”

 

But what could he do.

 

He had to go find him and get beaten for now.

 

He wouldn’t kneel and beg for forgiveness anymore, but there was still quite a long time left until graduation.

 

‘Right, let’s endure this. Somehow.’

 

It was just when Altur had reached near Professor Denabo’s research lab with such thoughts.

 

Click.

 

The research lab door opened.

 

Altur quickly stopped and pressed himself against the wall.

 

He was planning to wait for someone to come out before going in, but voices could be heard from behind the half-open door.

 

“Professor, then I’ll be going.”

 

“Haha. Yes. Take care on your way. Oh, I didn’t show that I was too tired today, did I?”

 

“Of course not. And I think you have every right to be. It’s a big matter. But it will be resolved well.”

 

Altur unconsciously perked up his ears.

 

One was obviously Professor Denabo, but the other was an unfamiliar voice.

 

‘Who is it?’

 

The fact that Altur didn’t recognize it meant it wasn’t someone from the Magic Department or related personnel.

 

He had seen many people coming and going from the research lab while attending to Professor Denabo countless times.

 

But then it happened.

 

“Yes, yes. You came a long way, so take care. Oh, and about what we discussed last time. The Magic Tower position.”

 

When he heard the words “Magic Tower position,” Altur’s heart began to race.

 

‘No way.’

 

Altur hoped it wasn’t what he thought.

 

But-

 

“Oh, about that matter.”

 

“It seems like it might be possible.”

 

“Really? Last time you said there were no positions available…”

 

“There was a fellow I had my eye on, thinking of placing him in a few years, but lately he’s become quite useless.”

 

Altur couldn’t help but feel overwhelming despair.

 

Anyone could see it was about him.

 

The fellow who had become quite useless lately.

 

“Then that works out well.”

 

“Exactly. So I’m saying I’ll recommend your son. Well, I’ve been watching other fellows too, but compared to the previous one, they still have a long way to graduation.”

 

“Haha. This is such grateful news. How can I repay this kindness…”

 

There was no need to hear more.

 

Altur turned away amid endless disappointment, despair, and betrayal.

 

What had all these years been for?

 

Taking care of him, serving him, doing whatever he was told, living like a slave.

 

“…Damn it.”

 

Altur muttered blankly.

 

A suffocating sense of hopelessness washed over him.

 

What should I do now?

 

‘Dane Sogress.’

 

If he had overflowing talent like that fellow, would Professor Denabo have given him another chance?

 

No.

 

If that were the case, he wouldn’t have been tied to Professor Denabo in the first place.

 

Countless Magic Towers would have wanted him from the beginning.

 

“…”

 

Honestly, he wasn’t sure anymore.

 

His jealousy toward Dane Sogress had disappeared long ago.

 

After witnessing his martial prowess in the Subjugation Force, only awe remained.

 

Should he go and shamelessly ask?

 

How does one become as strong as you?

 

‘Is that really all there is?’

 

Altur didn’t care anymore.

 

Success was nice, but now he had to worry about survival.

 

Having become someone whose connections were severed, he might end up as some nouveau riche noble’s trophy mage after graduation.

 

Then what would become of everything he had done so far?

 

‘That can’t happen.’

 

A thought suddenly came to mind.

 

Dane Sogress.

 

Should he go find that fellow?

 

‘What nerve would I have?’

 

There was no direct grudge.

 

He had been a bit bothersome, but…

 

Still, strangely, the thought kept coming up.

 

Should he go to that fellow and get some advice about magic?

 

It was frustrating.

 

Just then, he heard a sound.

 

“Oh, right. And about that… are there any signs?”

 

“Hmm. Signs… Well, dead men tell no tales, don’t they? I handled it thoroughly, so there’s nothing to worry about. The Investigation Team searched everywhere, but who am I?”

 

“Haha. As expected. The subjugation side should be fine too, right?”

 

“That fellow is just a low-ranking member. Even if he talks, he doesn’t know about my existence. So don’t worry. He won’t know about your existence either.”

 

“As expected, that’s reassuring. Then… I’ll send someone soon.”

 

What were they talking about?

 

It was incomprehensible talk, but something came to mind.

 

The recent incident in the Restricted Zone.

 

Though it was hard to make a direct connection, why did that come to mind?

 

“And… there’s news that they’ll be coming soon regarding the Academy Branch reorganization.”

 

“Hmm. Don’t worry about that. It’s just a formal act from the higher-ups. I was planning to make contact soon anyway.”

 

“There won’t be any problems, right?”

 

“There shouldn’t be any issues with my or your status or position.”

 

Organization?

 

Status?

 

Contact?

 

Altur’s eyes filled with confusion.

 

‘What the hell are they talking about?’

 

“And there’s one fellow the organization is paying attention to. You know him well, Professor…”

 

“Dane, you mean that fellow.”

 

Surprise appeared in Altur’s eyes.

 

“That’s right. I heard he achieved remarkable feats in this subjugation, but in reality, that fellow ruined the organization’s subjugation operation.”

 

“I thought the higher-ups would view it unfavorably, but fortunately…”

 

“On the contrary, they showed interest. So… I’d be grateful if you could accelerate the recruitment.”

 

“I’ll put more effort into that matter. He’s not an easy fellow, but it won’t take long.”

 

What kind of conversation was taking place right now?

 

Then suddenly, Altur thought it would be difficult to keep listening.

 

It felt like he had overheard something tremendous.

 

‘If I’m caught, I won’t be safe.’

 

Altur quickly left the area.

 

Without the two people knowing.

 

And-

 

“Hmm?”

 

Professor Denabo looked beyond the door and tilted his head.

 

“What’s wrong?”

 

“It seemed like someone was there. Wasn’t there?”

 

“Didn’t you see wrong?”

 

“Hmm. I see. Anyway, I’ll formally send the recommendation letter to the Magic Tower soon. Good news will arrive.”

 

“Thank you, Professor.”

 

“Well, considering you’re going to help me this time, it’s nothing at all. So then….”

 

Professor Denabo’s hearty laughter echoed through the corridor without knowing anything.

 

And after the guest left.

 

“This is killing me. Phew. With things going this way right now… coming to make requests.”

 

Professor Denabo recalled the recent events happening with the secret society.

 

“Damn it, but what can I do.”

 

He didn’t like it.

 

His throat was parched.

 

Professor Denabo thought of a fellow he could put to work.

 

“I should tell him to go buy some cold Dilling beer.”

 

Professor Denabo took out his crystal orb and attempted communication.

 

The fellow who for the past few years would come running whenever called, whether morning, day, night, or dawn.

 

But that fellow right now-

 

“What’s with this guy?”

 

He rejected the communication.

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