Reincarnated as a Genius Prodigy of a Prestigious Family - Chapter 200

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Reincarnated as a Legendary Talent Genius of a Noble Family Episode 200

 

133. What Should I Do in the Second Semester? (2)

 

“Dane, stop right now! What are you trying to do!”

 

It was a natural reaction when a blade suddenly appeared in front of his sickly mother.

 

Delward cried out urgently.

 

Duke Termion’s reaction wasn’t much different either.

 

“What on earth are you doing right now…!”

 

Everything was desperate.

 

A single mistake could stop even the faint breath they had been holding onto.

 

Like a cracked glass about to shatter.

 

And yet, he had drawn a dagger.

 

So at this moment, it didn’t matter who Dane was. Even if he were the Emperor, it would have been the same.

 

It was then that the two men reached out their hands.

 

“Stop!”

 

Leila’s cry rang out.

 

Leila stood behind Dane and blocked the two men.

 

“Both of you, please calm down.”

 

“What do you mean…”

 

“I know. That dagger. It’s not just an ordinary dagger.”

 

“Explain.”

 

Leila shook her head.

 

“There’s no time to explain. Just, please trust Dane.”

 

“…”

 

Was this even a reasonable request?

 

But his daughter was pleading with tears in her eyes.

 

“Please.”

 

“…Alright.”

 

As soon as those words fell, Dane approached and thrust the dagger deep into the Duchess’s side.

 

It was such a resolute movement that even the dedicated priest was shocked.

 

“Good, good heavens.”

 

Leila couldn’t bear to watch and lowered her head, while Delward’s mouth fell open.

 

Duke Termion watched intently to see what Dane was trying to do.

 

And surprisingly—

 

“No blood… is coming out.”

 

Nothing flowed along the dagger embedded in her side.

 

There was no way all the blood could have drained from the Duchess’s body in that time.

 

They couldn’t even guess what was happening.

 

It was natural.

 

The blade of the dagger that had penetrated the Duchess’s body was invisible.

 

The power of Night Horn was now activating through that invisible blade.

 

Etril.

 

A mysterious ore that could absorb and release everything in the world.

 

The dagger made from that precious material was now ‘healing’ the Duchess.

 

‘Stay calm.’

 

Since obtaining the third mana concentrator, I had been able to maintain composure in most situations.

 

But this case was a little different.

 

Too many things were entangled.

 

Perhaps that’s why.

 

I was feeling slightly nervous.

 

I was also concentrating tremendously.

 

Monitoring the flow of mana within the body required tremendous concentration.

 

While doing that, I had to absorb only the power of the curse with the inserted Night Horn, so timing and control were crucial.

 

“Ugh…”

 

The Duchess groaned.

 

Not only from the pain of the dagger, but because the curse’s power was touching her pathways as it was being drawn out.

 

Then Leila approached and took her hand.

 

“Mother, please hang in there a little longer.”

 

Perhaps thanks to that encouragement.

 

The groaning gradually subsided—

 

“Phew.”

 

Dane was watching.

 

Finally, the curse’s power had been almost completely absorbed.

 

As evidence, Night Horn’s blade was stained dark red up to the 2/3 point.

 

“Her complexion… is returning.”

 

Delward stammered in a daze.

 

Because his mother’s complexion was truly getting better.

 

It was unbelievable.

 

‘If I had examined her condition from the beginning… it still would have been impossible anyway.’

 

Right now, the curse’s power was clustered together, so I could absorb it like this.

 

If it had been scattered everywhere before being treated with medicine, it naturally would have been impossible to resolve with Night Horn.

 

Of course, that didn’t diminish Dane’s current decision in any way.

 

If the clustered curse’s power had been left alone, the Duchess would have died immediately.

 

“It’ll be over soon. Dedicated Priest, please prepare for healing in advance.”

 

“Ah, y-yes, yes!”

 

In the midst of this, the dedicated priest fumbled but calmly prepared for suturing, and Dane slowly pulled out Night Horn accordingly.

 

“Now, right now.”

 

“Yes!”

 

The dedicated priest quickly attempted healing with divine power.

 

Whooom.

 

In a silence as if time had stopped.

 

No one spoke until the healing was finished.

 

As if they had made a promise.

 

Then when the dedicated priest finished suturing, tied the thread into a knot, and slowly stood up…

 

“Phew…”

 

“Hah…”

 

Everyone exhaled the breath they had been holding.

 

Finally—

 

It was over.

 

“Her breathing is much more comfortable than before, and her complexion… has improved unbelievably.”

 

The dedicated priest had an expression of disbelief.

 

Someone whose survival couldn’t be guaranteed even a few months from now had come back to life like this.

 

If even the dedicated priest was like this, what about the others?

 

“Hah… now really…”

 

“Leila…”

 

Leila collapsed with a thud, and Delward was desperately trying to support his trembling legs.

 

And Duke Termion…

 

Slowly, very slowly approached the Duchess and knelt down.

 

“My wife…”

 

The person who had run everywhere to treat one Duchess’s illness but couldn’t show his feelings.

 

All the tears he had held back were now flowing down his cheeks.

 

“Mother… Mother, you can rest easy now… only happiness remains ahead…”

 

It was then that a faint voice was heard from above Duke Termion’s head.

 

“…Honey.”

 

Duke Termion’s head slowly lifted.

 

What he saw through his tear-blurred vision was—

 

“Why are you crying so much…”

 

The Duchess’s hand approaching to wipe away his tears.

 

“Mother…”

 

The Duchess had finally regained consciousness.

 

Along with the smile everyone had so desperately wanted to see.

 

* * *

 

I don’t know how things flowed after that.

 

The Duchess opened her eyes, everyone became a sea of tears, Leila cried so much her eyes swelled up like a goldfish, and Delward practically crawled out of the room…

 

Anyway, the Duchess quickly calmed down.

 

Whether from exhaustion, she soon fell asleep again, but she would probably open her eyes again.

 

This time it wouldn’t be a long silence, but a refreshing feeling after a good sleep.

 

So there’s nothing to worry about now.

 

Anyway, I was now in Duke Termion’s study.

 

And as soon as Duke Termion closed the door—

 

“Dane.”

 

He actually bowed his waist.

 

“On behalf of all of Termion, and as one person’s husband and father, I thank you.”

 

For someone of a Duke’s position to show such behavior to someone other than the Emperor is remarkable.

 

But knowing the Duke’s feelings, I took his hand rather than being modest.

 

“You can put your mind at ease now.”

 

“Haha… Yes… Now I can do so many things… spend time together…”

 

Duke Termion muttered blankly then looked at me.

 

“Yes, Dane. It’s thanks to you. I’ve heard the story to some extent. And… if it weren’t for you…”

 

In the end, the Duchess might have died.

 

No, considering the power of the curse, she definitely would have died.

 

I don’t intend to create fear to promote my abilities. I’m just calmly stating facts.

 

“…There will be appropriate compensation. Naturally.”

 

But this isn’t right.

 

“Compensation is unnecessary.”

 

“What do you mean? There’s no need to be modest.”

 

I shook my head.

 

“I did this for my friend. If I receive compensation, I feel that meaning would fade.”

 

Duke Termion seemed a bit flustered.

 

“Even so, how can I repay this debt… This is absurd. How will I face you from now on?”

 

“I didn’t do this hoping for compensation. If I had wanted compensation, I would have taken Roksinna’s tears for myself.”

 

“…”

 

My heart is firm.

 

I don’t want to receive compensation for this.

 

“The countless expressions of gratitude I’ve received are enough.”

 

“Even so…”

 

Duke Termion was stubborn.

 

I understand.

 

As a husband, as a father, and as the head of Termion, it’s a natural feeling.

 

Then there’s no choice.

 

“Then I understand.”

 

Duke Termion’s eyes sparkled as if he’d been waiting.

 

“Tell me anything. Anything. I feel like giving you this entire mansion right now.”

 

Would he really give it if I asked?

 

An absurd curiosity grew, but I held it back.

 

Instead, I called for something quite important to me, though less than that.

 

“Strawberry tart.”

 

“Huh?”

 

“I want to eat strawberry tart. A lot of it.”

 

Duke Termion stared at me blankly.

 

Maybe because it was such an enormous request he never thought of.

 

“The Duke’s mansion strawberry tart is the most delicious in the world to me.”

 

Actually, our Count’s castle tart is the most delicious, but this much of a white lie is fine.

 

Eventually, Duke Termion couldn’t hold back and burst into laughter.

 

“Yes… Hahaha! I’ll give you as much as you want. Yes, I’ll give it to you for life! Whenever you want, anytime, immediately!”

 

Yes, this is how a Duke should be generous.

 

Isn’t it?

 

Anyway, well, it’s all wrapped up nicely now.

 

A day later, the Duchess finally opened her eyes, and it was confirmed there were no more major problems.

 

Of course, it’s true that she’s quite weak from lying ill for so long.

 

Her muscles have all shrunk, making movement difficult, and she’ll need rehabilitation for a while, but the priests will stick close to help her recovery.

 

Then we’ll soon be able to see the Duchess linking arms with the Duke.

 

“So you’re Dane Sogress.”

 

“Mother, I’m greeting you for the first time. I’m incredibly happy to see you recovering so quickly.”

 

And I met the Duchess.

 

The Duchess still managed to smile with difficulty.

 

“I’ve heard many stories about you. Ever since Leila returned from the Southern Region seven years ago, she talked about you so often.”

 

“I’m just grateful that Leila cherishes me so much as a friend.”

 

The Duchess slowly nodded her head.

 

Though she looks haggard from her long illness, she still hasn’t lost her beauty.

 

Especially that rose-colored hair.

 

I wondered where Leila’s hair color came from, and now I know it came from here.

 

“Continue to enjoy Academy life with our Leila. It would be even better if you… visit often.”

 

“Of course, Mother.”

 

“And thank you. If it weren’t for you…”

 

I shook my head.

 

“I just helped with what I could for something everyone desperately wished for. It was for a friend.”

 

The Duchess smiled brightly at those words.

 

It’s the ending everyone wished for.

 

And—

 

There was another good ending.

 

“Where are you going!”

 

“Ah, let me rest a bit! What’s with sparring as soon as I get home!”

 

“Hey! This guy! I haven’t seen you for years and want to have a conversation!”

 

“Then do it with words!”

 

I burst into laughter watching Delward suddenly engaged in a chase with Duke Termion.

 

The second young master of Duke Termion House.

 

Delward Termion has now returned.

 

Well, I guarantee he’ll probably leave home again soon and wander around here and there—

 

But what’s important is that he’s made some peace with Duke Termion.

 

“Oh my, Young Master Dane. I heard you helped the Duchess recover.”

 

“Young Master Dane! Please try some of this before you go!”

 

“Young Master Dane!”

 

And I had become a celebrity in the Duke’s mansion.

 

It was thanks to saving the Duchess.

 

Of course, I didn’t save her alone.

 

But it seems Duke Termion spread the word while emphasizing my name.

 

“Ugh, this is killing me.”

 

Thanks to that, I was caught wherever I went, and became quite exhausted.

 

So as I headed to a less conspicuous place, I happened to spot a training ground with only one person.

 

There, Leila was training with her sword.

 

“Haah!”

 

Quite a bit of force went into it.

 

Had she become more motivated?

 

She must have suffered mentally too, and the tension must have completely released.

 

I thought it would be better to rest for a day or so, but with Leila’s personality, how could she do that?

 

Well, actually, I’m the same way.

 

“How about some sparring after a long time?”

 

When I appeared holding a practice sword, Leila’s face lit up.

 

“When did you get here?”

 

“Just now.”

 

“Good. Be prepared. I’ve been carefully observing you every time you fight.”

 

That’s a good attitude.

 

Originally, a good warrior should learn from others’ fights too.

 

That’s how I grew up in my previous life.

 

It was a battlefield environment where I had to watch even if I didn’t want to.

 

“Oh right, Dane. But when are you going back to the Academy?”

 

“Well. Tomorrow maybe? I think I need to stay one more day so the Duke won’t chase after me.”

 

“Mm. Right. You’re a benefactor. A really great benefactor. Now you can just mention your name at our mansion and pass through safely anytime.”

 

I chuckled.

 

“That’s a nice benefit.”

 

“Tsk. It’s not something just anyone can have.”

 

“I know.”

 

“Anyway, so after you go back? What are you going to do?”

 

Well.

 

Since about half the vacation has passed, I’m thinking of training during the remaining vacation and doing various things I haven’t tried.

 

“Now I need to think about the second semester.”

 

“That’s right. Good. I’m going to try being top of the class in the second semester.”

 

“Do as you like.”

 

“But you’re not going to yield, are you?”

 

“Why would I yield? That would be a waste.”

 

If I’m going to do it anyway, I should do it well.

 

Isn’t that right?

 

“What do you think we’ll do in the second semester?”

 

“Hmm… Will more incidents and accidents happen?”

 

“…It’s amazing we haven’t been suspended, right?”

 

Well.

 

Thinking about what we’ve been through so far, there are countless things that could have gotten us suspended just for being involved.

 

But if we don’t get caught, that’s that.

 

It’ll be the same going forward.

 

Anyway, we stopped our idle chatter.

 

“Rules?”

 

“Standard rules.”

 

“Good.”

 

Holding our swords and keeping our distance, we took our stances.

 

What we’ll do in the second semester, when we’ll return – none of that matters at this moment.

 

What’s important is focusing on this sparring right now.

 

“Here I come.”

 

Thud!

 

Leila’s foot struck the ground.

 

I too, raised my sword.

 

Clang!

 

Sword and sword clashed, and a pleasant clear sound rang out.

 

It was quite a refreshing feeling.

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