Reincarnated as a Genius Prodigy of a Prestigious Family - Chapter 155

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Reincarnated as a Legendary Talent Genius of a Noble Family Episode 155

 

103. Return to Daily Life (1)

 

Once again.

 

Everything was turned upside down.

 

This was already the third time this semester that the entire Academy had been in an uproar.

 

First was the Saint Aimar’s Hall incident in the Restricted Zone.

 

Second was also a Restricted Zone intrusion incident.

 

So when the Academy became chaotic at dawn out of nowhere, people naturally assumed that something had happened in the Restricted Zone again.

 

But it wasn’t.

 

“What? Professor Denabo’s research lab was searched and seized?”

 

“The Magic Department Research Building is completely sealed off right now!”

 

“My goodness, what on earth happened…?”

 

Rumors spread quickly.

 

Imperial Knight Order.

 

Research building search and seizure.

 

And Professor Denabo, who was nowhere to be seen.

 

These three keywords combined and various rumors began to circulate.

 

Professor Denabo had crossed the Imperial Palace.

 

The Imperial Palace had begun controlling the Academy.

 

The Magic Department had been marked by the Imperial Palace, and so on.

 

Anyway, it was uncommon for the Imperial Knight Order to storm in at dawn and seal off a research building for search and seizure.

 

No, it was something that could almost never happen.

 

So the quick-witted students were convinced that Professor Denabo had committed some major wrongdoing.

 

“If the Imperial Palace came out for search and seizure to this extent, isn’t it over?”

 

“What about the kids whose connections are cut off?”

 

“For example, Altur.”

 

And Altur had to receive pitying looks.

 

It was a fact that everyone in the Magic Department knew that Altur was on Professor Denabo’s line.

 

Since Professor Denabo had been taken away, they thought Altur was finished too.

 

And Altur was now walking under all kinds of gazes.

 

‘I just need to graduate now.’

 

There was no Magic Department professor who would take in a fellow who had been on Professor Denabo’s line.

 

So he had no choice but to endure until graduation.

 

But it was actually better.

 

He thought that attending to Professor Denabo and throwing his whole body into an uncertain future was something he could no longer do.

 

‘I should practice the magic I couldn’t do before.’

 

What Altur thought of then was the clearing where Dane and his friends had been practicing.

 

There, it seemed possible to practice magic without anyone’s interference or having to read anyone’s mood.

 

‘Would it be okay if I went there?’

 

After hesitating for a moment, Altur headed toward Bonia Forest.

 

“Aaaaah! Save me!”

 

“Dorian! You lasted 10 seconds longer today!”

 

And there he discovered a whole other world.

 

“What kind of training is this…?”

 

Watching them have a bout with illusions made him laugh in disbelief.

 

It was a training method he had never seen in his life.

 

Of course, there didn’t seem to be anyone practicing magic.

 

“Ahem, cough.”

 

Altur approached that place and unnecessarily cleared his throat to make his presence known.

 

Then Leila glanced this way and tilted her head.

 

“Oh, you’re…”

 

“Mm.”

 

“You’re that Magic Department kid who got caught by Dane while peeping back then!”

 

“…”

 

His expression soured from the start.

 

To think his first impression was imprinted like that.

 

“Did you come looking for Dane?”

 

“W-well, sort of…”

 

While Altur was mumbling, Leila delivered unfortunate news.

 

“Dane’s not here right now. He only did morning training today and went back because he’s busy replying to fan letters.”

 

“Fan letters?”

 

Altur was flustered by the unexpected story.

 

“Yeah. He’s really popular.”

 

“Ah…”

 

“He probably won’t come today. Come back later.”

 

Altur hesitated and then asked.

 

“Could I perhaps do some training here?”

 

“Training? Here?”

 

“…Would that not be okay?”

 

“Well, do whatever you want.”

 

Altur’s expression brightened.

 

That was only for a moment.

 

“Wait, should I ask Dane? Dorian.”

 

“Yes! Teacher Leila!”

 

“When you trained here, did Dane ever specifically give permission or anything?”

 

“No, he didn’t.”

 

“Really? Then train as you like. This isn’t our land anyway.”

 

Leila added while saying that.

 

“However, you can’t tell anyone about what you see here.”

 

Gulp.

 

She was definitely a freshman too, so why did hearing those words make his throat go dry?

 

“If you promise just this, then you can do that.”

 

“A-alright. I absolutely won’t tell anyone.”

 

“If you do, you’re dead. By Dane, of course.”

 

“…”

 

Altur no longer had the capacity or reason to betray anyone.

 

Rather, it wouldn’t be enough even if he tried hard to look good in Dane’s eyes.

 

The ‘Magic Tower Master uncle’ who was close to Dane had guaranteed his employment, and thanks to Dane, he could survive like this now.

 

Rather, he had been vaguely wondering if there was a way to repay this kindness.

 

“Train as you like. Oh, since you do magic, that spot over there would be good. It’s a bit wider there. Set up targets yourself.”

 

“Y-yeah.”

 

Altur obediently followed Leila’s words.

 

He felt strangely intimidated.

 

It didn’t seem to be because he owed Dane a favor.

 

‘Is it because she’s the young lady of Duke Termion House?’

 

Well, he had spent several years in a period full of slave mentality.

 

He should fix this kind of thing now too.

 

‘But still, fan letters.’

 

Dane’s popularity seemed to be soaring endlessly high.

 

Altur himself didn’t realize it, but he had also come to look up to Dane at some point.

 

In the midst of all this-

 

There was one person at the Academy who was focused on his own work regardless of the atmosphere.

 

That was Dane.

 

“This is killing me, seriously.”

 

Dane had placed Karnas on the workbench and was concentrating on writing replies to fan letters.

 

He didn’t care whether the Academy was turned upside down or not.

 

Right now he had a mountain of replies to write.

 

Anyway, Professor Denabo’s custody had now been transferred to the Imperial Palace.

 

He was probably being interrogated in the underground prison right about now, screaming harmoniously with those secret society fellows.

 

Now the Imperial Palace’s role was more important than Dane’s.

 

“The Imperial Palace will probably contact me soon too.”

 

Since there were procedures to follow, he didn’t know exactly when the Imperial Palace visit would happen, but it would be soon.

 

Anyway, Dane set aside other thoughts and focused on his replies.

 

“I worked on twenty letters this morning… even if I finish twenty more this afternoon, fifty will still remain…”

 

Why were so many damn fan letters flying in?

 

Writing them was becoming familiar and wasn’t bad, but the problem was that his repertoire was gradually becoming similar.

 

“I should put effort into answering them properly.”

 

Dane burned with enthusiasm for this too.

 

Since he was doing it anyway, he should do it properly.

 

That was Dane’s iron rule and, on the other hand, a habit that was hard to break.

 

Thanks to that, Dane might be called a ‘talent genius’ like he is now.

 

“Kyiruk! Kyiiruk!”

 

And while his owner was diligently writing letters, Karnas was cheerfully wasting letter paper today as well.

 

Dane just chuckled at Karnas’s appearance and continued focusing on writing letters.

 

“Hm?”

 

Then suddenly Dane tilted his head.

 

“Kyi…ruk! Kyi…ruk!”

 

Karnas was struggling with his small paws, holding a pen with his front paws.

 

“What kind of scribbling are you doing?”

 

“Kyiruk!”

 

Karnas proudly dropped the pen and pushed the paper forward with his front paw.

 

Dane, who had been quietly watching that paper, tilted his head.

 

This was strange.

 

“Is it really just scribbling?”

 

“Kyi-ruk!”

 

Karnas shook his head as if to say no.

 

“Then what is it?”

 

“Kyiruk! Kyiruk!”

 

The fellow proudly pointed at the letter paper.

 

“…”

 

To anyone’s eyes, it was just scribbling.

 

“Kyiruk!”

 

Karnas stamped his feet as if feeling wronged.

 

As if asking how he couldn’t see this.

 

But Dane felt more wronged.

 

“What the hell is this supposed to be?”

 

“Kyiruk!”

 

Karnas looked ready to breathe fire if he couldn’t figure it out.

 

In the end, Dane had to get Ernest’s help.

 

“What’s going on?”

 

“Look at this. It’s Karnas’s scribbling.”

 

“Scribbling?”

 

“In his own way, it seems like he drew something rather than just scribbling, but I can’t figure it out at all.”

 

Ernest examined the papers with Karnas’s scribbles one by one.

 

Ernest’s expression wasn’t much different either.

 

“No matter how I look at it, isn’t it just scribbling?”

 

“…”

 

But that was only for a moment.

 

Ernest’s brow gradually began to furrow.

 

“…Don’t tell me it’s not scribbling?”

 

Ernest pondered for a moment before answering.

 

“Maybe… it might not be simple scribbling.”

 

Ernest was a fellow with expertise in detoxification and examining maps.

 

If such a fellow said so, it meant there was definitely something there.

 

“Does it really look that way to you?”

 

“Probably? I need to examine it more closely.”

 

Was there really something there?

 

Since he thought of it, Dane brought out the scribbles Karnas had made when he was writing replies before.

 

He had kept the scribbles because he thought Karnas would complain if he threw them away.

 

“There’s this too.”

 

“Oh.”

 

Ernest looked at the additional letter paper Dane gave him and became very interested.

 

“Now that I have this, I can roughly understand it? Hmm…”

 

Ernest sat down at his workbench and began arranging the letter papers here and there.

 

And after a while.

 

“Look, Dane.”

 

“This… don’t tell me.”

 

“That’s right. It’s a map.”

 

Dane looked at the ‘scribbles’ arranged in a circle.

 

The crooked lines were surprisingly connected, forming a single ‘picture’.

 

“Kyiruk! Kyiruk!”

 

Karnas cried out as if it was the correct answer.

 

“…You really drew this instead of just scribbling?”

 

“Kyiruk!”

 

“Did you suddenly remember it?”

 

“Kyi-ruk!”

 

He said no.

 

Then had there been no opportunity to tell us like this?

 

In the midst of this, Dane noticed Ernest’s dangerous smile.

 

“Hehe… it’s a new adventure…”

 

Somehow, it felt like another big incident was about to happen.

 

* * *

 

Actually, since Karnas wasn’t human, he had created the ‘map’ with his front paws instead of hands.

 

Therefore, this only made it possible to guess that something was somewhere, but it was very difficult to actually figure out.

 

“It would be nice if he could at least talk.”

 

Ernest, who had enthusiastically begun decoding, let out a deep sigh at Karnas’s hopeless drawing skills.

 

But this definitely seemed to be a map.

 

I asked Ernest.

 

“What could it be pointing to?”

 

“Something only Karnas knows?”

 

“Kii-reuk!”

 

What’s the point if only Karnas knows?

 

Karnas can’t speak.

 

And it’s not like he can write either.

 

But just being able to draw like this is already incredible. How many summoned beasts in the world can draw pictures?

 

“Dane, by any chance… haven’t you seen similar drawings in the Kingdom of Arcana texts you’ve read so far?”

 

“No, I haven’t.”

 

As far as I remember, there were none at all.

 

Not even anything remotely similar.

 

I had already recalled all the related texts, thinking it might be a magic circle.

 

“It seems we’ll need specialized texts about dragons.”

 

The fact that Karnas is a ‘mini dragon’ was actually something we discovered by luck.

 

So we need related specialized texts…

 

At least the books currently in the Academy Library or the ancient texts Duke Termion gave me don’t contain such content.

 

“Karnas, will you be able to speak later?”

 

“Kii-reuk…”

 

Seeing him shake his head with a dejected expression, it seems speaking will be difficult later on.

 

Hmm.

 

It would be nice to have a means of communication, but the other party happens to be a dragon.

 

Of course, ’empathy’ is possible with ordinary summoned beasts too, but linguistic communication is impossible.

 

Little Sister once wrote a paper about that and showed it to me, right?

 

I think I was about 10 years old then.

 

Anyway, asking Karnas endlessly won’t be of much use…

 

“Isn’t there a good way? This really looks like a map no matter how I look at it…”

 

Ernest seems quite disappointed.

 

Well, he’s the type whose thought process gets cut off whenever he sees undeciphered codes or maps.

 

That’s when I suddenly thought of a good idea.

 

“The Imperial Archives.”

 

There might be a clue there.

 

“The Imperial Archives?”

 

“Subjugation force reward.”

 

“Ah.”

 

Access to the Imperial Archives.

 

That’s the reward given to the individual division first place of the subjugation force.

 

A fact I had temporarily forgotten due to Professor Denabo’s matter.

 

“Then we should go to the Imperial Palace quickly!”

 

“They’ll call for us soon, hmm.”

 

“But they won’t say anything about choosing books over everything else, right?”

 

I chuckled.

 

Imagining Ernest’s words, it is a bit funny.

 

The Imperial Archives must be full of incredible treasures, and even if they can’t give everything, what would other people’s expressions be like if I chose books over those things?

 

Actually, weapons will be completed soon anyway, and it’s not like I need any particular artifacts, and money is naturally overflowing even now.

 

“There must be Arcana-related texts in the Imperial Archives, right?”

 

“Probably. I asked Edward, and he said there should be.”

 

“Right, Edward… Dane, but I really can’t get used to calling His Highness the Prince by name.”

 

Ernest seems to get goosebumps just hearing it.

 

“Maybe you can do that too once you become closer later?”

 

“I don’t think I’ll be able to…”

 

Well, we’ll see about that.

 

Anyway, for now we’ve reached the tentative conclusion that the clues we can obtain are in the Imperial Archives.

 

Of course, there might not be any.

 

But aside from there, there’s nothing else that particularly comes to mind.

 

It’s not like dragon-related research has been conducted, and in reality, Karnas is likely the only dragon that exists now.

 

“It’s okay. I’ll definitely find it.”

 

“Kii-reuk!”

 

Karnas nods his head earnestly as if that must happen.

 

Still, understanding human speech is something.

 

He’s such a clever fellow.

 

I don’t know what there will be, but I’m looking forward to it.

 

“Oh, the weapon.”

 

Speaking of which, it should be completed soon now.

 

He said it would just take a little more time to sharpen the blade and make a suitable scabbard, so I should go see Bulbark.

 

“By the way, Ernest. How’s archery these days?”

 

“Hmm. I’m used to stringing the bow now! Getting ‘muscle training’ from Dorian makes me feel like I’m getting better.”

 

Muscle training.

 

That looks pretty good.

 

Ernest’s previously scrawny body was definitely changing little by little.

 

Will I feel the change when vacation comes and we go to the ascetic training and Habarosk Mountain Range?

 

“Work hard. Knowing how to shoot a bow will be useful for a long time.”

 

“Of course, naturally!”

 

Good.

 

Then shall I go see Bulbark?

 

“Where did Leila go?”

 

We were supposed to go together.

 

“Leila? She said there’s a general assembly for the entire Swordsmanship Department today. She’ll come late.”

 

“Really?”

 

She must have forgotten to mention it.

 

“Hmm.”

 

Going to someone else’s house alone is a bit awkward, but-

 

Well, it’s not impossible.

 

If you think about it, I’m going to the forge, not the mansion, and Duke Termion and I aren’t strangers.

 

And Leila would have mentioned it, so it’s not an unannounced visit.

 

“I’ll go and come back then.”

 

So once again today, I headed out through the main gate to leave the Academy.

 

“Oh! Are you Dane Sogress?”

 

“You’ve never seen him? He goes out often.”

 

“Really? Then I should get friendly with him this time!”

 

Amidst the always warm greetings from the guards.

 

And when I headed to the mansion, the guards informed the inside of my arrival without much ado and guided me straight in.

 

“Young Master Dane.”

 

The person who came out to greet me was someone I was meeting after a long time.

 

“Count Quantas?”

 

“You remember me.”

 

“I couldn’t forget an opponent I crossed weapons with.”

 

Quantas smiled broadly at those words.

 

“Thank you. By the way, I’m in charge of guidance today.”

 

“No knight order training?”

 

“When I heard Young Master Dane was coming, I pestered them. I really wanted to see you again.”

 

A chuckle escapes me.

 

“Me?”

 

“I wanted to express my gratitude.”

 

“Gratitude, you say….”

 

I tilted my head, wondering what this was about, when Quantas brought up something surprising.

 

“I, Quantas, am now an official Knight Order member.”

 

Quantas proudly thumped his chest.

 

“All of this is thanks to Young Master Dane.”

 

“Thanks to me?”

 

“That’s right.”

 

Quantas grinned broadly.

 

“Thanks to the advice you gave me after our sparring match back then, I was able to win the promotion sparring against an official Knight Order member.”

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