Reincarnated as a Genius Prodigy of a Prestigious Family - Chapter 19

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Reincarnated as a Legendary Talent Genius of a Noble Family Episode 19

 

 

 

6. So What Exactly Do You Do? (3)

 

 

Crescent Forest is, simply put, a forbidden zone.

Even if you enter, unless you’re authorized, you absolutely cannot go in. Because if you do, you’ll almost certainly die.

That’s why they’ve stationed separate forest guardians.

That tower master fellow probably set foot in an area the guardians couldn’t see.

That happens sometimes.

But usually they’re found as corpses.

That guy Sidrain was incredibly lucky.

“A tower master, so he must be an incredible expert in magic.”

“That would be right. From what I know, he’s 8th Chain.”

“8th Chain means he’s higher than Young Lady Arabella.”

Herman showed an interested reaction when I told him about today’s events.

Whoosh!

The sword I drew for the first time in two days sliced through the air.

Perhaps because my strength and physique had developed far beyond my peers thanks to the mana core I’d built early on.

The short sword I first held now felt as light as a fork.

“Then Young Master has incurred a debt to a tremendous expert.”

“Is that how it works?”

“Yes. Magic towers on the continent have established independent domains that are practically equivalent to nations.”

Well, after saving him, he turned out to be a tower master.

Who would have known he was such an important person.

“But I’m curious why someone who’s a tower master was wandering around in the forest.”

“Well, just looking at Big Sister, the profession of mage seems to cause a lot of stress. Probably some reason we don’t know about.”

“I’ll keep that comment secret from Young Lady Arabella.”

“Oh, thanks.”

I gave a casual response to Herman’s consideration and swung my sword again.

The sword that relentlessly attacked imaginary enemies with thrusts and slashes gradually heated up.

It was because of the mana I was injecting.

“The bluish tint on the sword is always cool to see.”

“Does it look that way?”

“Yes. It looks very cool.”

Additionally, I didn’t stop practicing gathering and releasing mana.

I thrust the sword forward while simultaneously releasing the mana I had injected in an instant.

Then the air rippled where the sword stopped, and the wooden post right in front of the sword cracked with a snap.

Mana Explosion Sword.

“Got it.”

A technique I used in my previous life.

Though incomplete, I could now execute it without problems.

It’s called an explosion, but there were no sparks or flames, yet sometimes it’s a more terrifying technique than actual explosions.

Because if it hits properly, you can shatter an opponent’s weapon just by clashing with it.

I escaped death crises several times with this technique and was able to defeat opponents stronger than me multiple times.

“That’s the technique you mentioned before, right? Are you completing it?”

“Mm. For now. It’s not perfect though.”

“Considering Young Master’s age, it’s incredible.”

I smiled wryly at those words I’d heard so often they no longer moved me, and sheathed my sword.

By the way, it seems like it’s about time to part ways with this sword.

It’s too light, and also too short.

It’s time to get used to a long sword.

“I need to get a new sword.”

There are many usable swords in the Count’s Castle too.

Most of them are spoils of war that Father brought from the battlefield.

Actually, in my previous life, when swords broke I just used them as they were, so I didn’t have any particular desires.

I suddenly remembered the forge crest that Duke Termion had given me on my 7th birthday.

That was already 7 years ago.

Of course, it doesn’t feel like that much time has passed.

Time flew by so quickly while training.

Anyway, should I try making a sword with that?

Hmm.

I’ll think about it once the date for going to the capital is confirmed.

“From tomorrow then, I’ll prepare practice long swords for you.”

“Yeah, thanks. I should wrap up training soon.”

So I finished today’s swordsmanship training while sharing the tart Herman always prepared, taking turns biting into it.

Ah, this is good.

This sweetness that melts and spreads.

This tart eaten after training was like heaven.

No, it’s actually delicious even just eating it normally.

If I had been born without memories of my previous life, I definitely would have gotten plump just eating these tarts.

“Thanks to Young Master, I feel like I get to eat delicious desserts every time.”

“Tell me if there’s anything you want to eat. Oh, are your younger siblings growing well?”

“Yes, both Ria and Agnes are healthy.”

“Good, tell me anytime if you need anything.”

“Just your words are appreciated.”

Just as I was about to finish training, Father appeared at the training ground. As always, Father spoke to me with a kind smile.

“Dane, it looks like you trained very hard today too.”

“Father. You said you had business outside the castle today, but you’re back early?”

“Mm. That’s how it worked out. It finished earlier than expected. And there was reason to return even faster.”

“Because of that tower master?”

“Something like that.”

Father was quite concerned.

Since the number of mages itself is small, they all know each other within one degree of separation.

“Do you think? It might help Arabella.”

So he seemed to be wondering if it might help Big Sister, who’s already active as a mage, in some way.

Well, considering Big Sister’s personality of twisting the nose of a pestering senior mage to give him forced plastic surgery, I doubt she’d care what anyone says…

“By the way, you did well. Dane, you saved a person. Your mother was very proud.”

“I just did what I had to do.”

“Not everyone can do what has to be done. You did something amazing.”

I felt proud at Father’s words and mumbled.

“Oh, lately both Arabella and Claire seem busier. It’s so hard to see my daughters’ faces like this.”

Ah, by the way, Big Sister is choosing which magic tower to enter as she approaches the end of her extended semester at the Academy.

She said she’d spend some time as a research student at a magic tower then aim for Imperial Palace mage, but anyway her life path seems certain to be smooth sailing.

Little Sister was offered an assistant professor position by the Summoning Arts professor as she approaches graduation.

In other words, both are still at the Academy.

“Now if even our son leaves, this castle will become quite quiet.”

“I’ll visit often. Really.”

“Your sisters said the same thing when they left. They went off so excitedly.”

Father sighed as if he felt truly regretful.

The time for me to leave was gradually approaching.

As Father had said, to head out into the outside world.

I had prepared thoroughly.

From Father, I learned the basics of spear arts.

From Mother, I learned the basics of assassination.

From my two sisters, I learned the basics of magic and summoning arts respectively.

“Still, Father is looking forward to it. How the world will accept you with your four, no, five talents.”

Here, as Father mentioned, if I add the sword, it becomes five.

I wonder which talent will be the most outstanding.

“I’m curious too.”

Father grinned as if nothing had happened.

“Our son will do well.”

“Of course.”

“Just thinking about how surprised Duke Termion, no, Brother Bout will be when you go to the capital makes me laugh.”

Duke Bout Termion.

A name I’m recalling after a long time.

Someone I’d like to cross swords with again someday.

By the way, I wonder how Leila is doing.

We exchanged letters occasionally over the past 7 years, but I hadn’t actually seen her since my 7th birthday.

I think the last letter was about a year ago.

Well, I’ll meet her when I go there.

Surely she won’t say anything just because I didn’t write letters for a while.

 

 

About three days after receiving the antidote and regaining consciousness, Sidrain was able to get out of bed.

Even that was the result of stubbornly arguing against Count Sogress Castle’s personal physician who said it wasn’t allowed.

However, he couldn’t use magic for the time being.

The backflowed mana hadn’t been purified yet, and since it wasn’t completely detoxified, he had to wait until all the toxins in his body were broken down.

Considering the remnants of ancient mana that remained from staying in Crescent Forest, Sidrain was essentially ‘recuperating’ now.

“It’s been a while since I couldn’t use magic. Not bad.”

Sidrain, true to his spirited nature, wandered around everywhere.

He repeatedly went up and down dozens of times from the annex tower rooftop to the first floor, and when he suddenly disappeared and we went looking for him, we found him staring at flowers in the back garden behind the tower for hours.

“They say mages are either geniuses or madmen, tsk tsk.”

“Did you hear? He’s someone the Young Master saved, and he’s supposedly an incredibly great person among mages.”

“Our Young Lady Arabella should stay safe.”

Amid the territory residents’ concerns, Sidrain was freely exploring everywhere, paying no attention to the surrounding gazes.

“I’m getting curious about the landscaper’s face. Who would have thought flowers could contain such magnificent mana. Should I try to coax them and learn some landscaping secrets?”

Sidrain was thoroughly enjoying the peaceful atmosphere of Count Sogress Castle.

“I came to check on your condition, and here you are.”

In the midst of this, Dane came looking for Sidrain.

Sidrain slowly got up and looked at Dane.

“Haha, are you worried I might run away somewhere?”

“You’re the first subject I’ve detoxified, so I’m concerned.”

Sidrain waved his hand as if it was nothing.

“Well, that’s understandable. Hmm. Well, it doesn’t hurt that much.”

Actually, it hurts a bit.

He just can’t show it due to his pride as a tower master.

“I was planning to stay until I fully recover anyway. As a tower master, I can’t go outside and die screaming without being able to use magic even once, can I?”

Sidrain then turned his gaze toward the flower garden.

Somehow the mana felt even denser than before.

‘It must be evidence that my body is recovering.’

In fact, that ancient mana and magic power backflow are at such a teeth-chattering level that anyone who hasn’t experienced it can’t even imagine the feeling.

There’s no other moment when a mage becomes so helpless.

“This is truly a nice place. This southern region. I can see why all the nobles head south for vacation every holiday season.”

“It’s a wonderful place. An incredibly livable place. I’m also a bit sad since I have to leave soon.”

“Leave?”

“Yes. I’m going to the capital before long.”

At those words, Sidrain tilted his head.

‘Leaving this nice place behind…’

It must mean going to the Academy.

That’s what noble family teenagers typically dream of.

But he didn’t seem particularly excited.

The noble family teenagers he’d seen so far would have dreamy expressions just at the mention of the Academy.

“Hmm. With good talent, you’ll do well there. By the way, aren’t your sisters at the Academy?”

“That’s right.”

“Academy life will be comfortable then.”

While saying this, Sidrain very carefully drew up his mana.

A very small amount of mana that wouldn’t be affected by the aftereffects of magic power backflow.

‘I’m curious. What level of talent is it.’

It was to gauge the skill level of this interesting fellow.

Sidrain examined Dane’s body with mana concentrated through his eyes.

‘What kind of dense mana is this…’

And he was shocked.

He felt mana of an impossible density.

The flow was tremendous.

If other kids his age, those commonly called ‘geniuses,’ were at the level of a stream, Dane was like a rushing torrent.

A torrent that seemed ready to burst at any moment if the dam was touched.

But Dane, who contained that mana, was perfectly calm.

With that much, he should be unstable as if his mana might explode at any moment!

‘Crazy, this is crazy.’

There are two conclusions.

That he has tremendous talent to control that much mana.

And the other thing is…

“No matter what, gauging someone’s mana without their consent seems rather rude, don’t you think.”

As if he had noticed his current action, and as if he was fine despite all that mana swirling throughout his body.

His affinity with mana was beyond imagination.

Sidrain let out a hollow laugh at Dane’s expression looking at him as if displeased.

“Haha…”

“Is that something acceptable when you’re a tower master?”

“Ahem. I apologize. That was reckless of me.”

Sidrain realized then.

‘Wait, then the mana I felt getting denser just now…’

It wasn’t because his body was recovering…

It was because Dane, who possessed tremendous mana density, had approached.

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