Reincarnated as a Genius Prodigy of a Prestigious Family - Chapter 227

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Reincarnated as a Legendary Talent Genius of a Noble Family Episode 227

154. But Why Is This Guy Here?

The exciting days of the Danter Cup had all passed, and the daily routine of the Academy had returned to us once again.

“Really, it feels like a dream. Right, Dane?”

“That’s right.”

Having a parade after returning from the Imperial Palace visit, coming back to the Academy in that state and receiving awards again, hearing congratulations all day long under the envious gazes of many people…

As if Leila couldn’t believe these facts either, she was stroking the silver trophy, evidence of her runner-up position, again today. It seemed to hold special meaning.

“Do you like it that much?”

“Of course. I didn’t win, but I still fought seriously with you and exchanged swords.”

Leila said this with a slightly sulky expression.

“But how could you wield a spear at the end? Huh? I naturally thought you’d use a sword!”

“I’m a member of Sogress County.”

“…It’s not wrong, but it’s a bit annoying.”

Even so, Leila subtly brought up the topic.

“Next time you spar with me, you’ll use a spear, right? I should take this opportunity to properly learn how to respond when facing a spear.”

“That sounds good. There’s no law saying an opponent must use a sword.”

“Good.”

After thinking it over, I decided again not to mention that Leila had landed a blow on my chest.

It wasn’t like she actually tore my skin and caused a wound, and it’s not like Leila is disappointed right now either.

Rather, her appearance of burning with determination suggests she’ll grow frighteningly once again.

Triple-class at 14 years old.

With that, she defeated a member of the Imperial Knight Order who was Quad-class.

She already had amazing talent, but with effort, real combat, and enlightenment added to it, she’ll now have no rivals among her peers.

“But Dane.”

“Yeah?”

“I really thought you were crazy.”

“What are you talking about all of a sudden?”

When I tilted my head, Leila answered as if her heart was still trembling.

“In front of His Majesty the Emperor. You did that during the audience too, but now how could you say such things when everyone was watching?”

Only then did I understand the meaning and burst into laughter.

“Did that look so crazy?”

“Of course, didn’t it look crazy? It was already incredibly surprising that His Majesty the Emperor asked such a question, but how could you answer ‘A united empire begins with recognizing Drenik’?”

Well.

Looking back, it was indeed an absurd statement.

Not even 100 years had passed since the war ended, and with plenty of resentment remaining between the empires, to say ‘we must recognize Drenik’.

I didn’t see the other nobles’ expressions at that time, but I can roughly imagine.

They probably thought the young master of Sogress County would have his head cut off that day.

“But what’s even funnier is that His Majesty the Emperor laughed when he heard those words.”

“He did.”

“How… could he do that?”

Well, because I explained it well.

“The war hasn’t ended. To be precise, we signed a ceasefire agreement and officially ended it, but… in reality, the ghosts of war are everywhere in the empire.”

I continued speaking while recalling the answer I gave to the Emperor at that time.

“This empire is still maintained by the fear of war.”

“What do you mean?”

“It’s being ruled by using the fear from the war that hasn’t fully faded. Prohibiting Drenik’s culture, reminding people of the wars with Drenik to control the nobles, and the nobles also using this to control their territory residents.”

During wartime, many things that weren’t previously allowed become permitted simply for the reason of ‘war’.

Setting aside countless crimes including plunder, arson, and rape, the empire’s method of operation changes under the pretext of war.

This is extremely convenient.

Because you can forcibly make everyone accept everything by mentioning war.

But the problem, if it is a problem, is that this continues even now that the war has ended.

Academy life is peaceful.

The nobles seem to live well without any particular problems on the surface.

But if you look inside, it’s not the case.

So what’s important is that this war must truly end in a genuine sense.

The starting point for that is recognizing Drenik.

Moving away from the current situation where you have to fear for your life just for mentioning mechanical engineering, where you have to live in hiding just for being from Drenik, where exchange with Drenik is almost completely cut off.

The empire becoming one must start from there.

“-That was my exact opinion.”

“You didn’t talk that long back then.”

“But His Majesty the Emperor would have understood that meaning.”

“How can you be so sure?”

At those words, I pointed to my neck.

“My neck is still attached.”

“…You really have a talent for making people’s hearts race. How could you say we should recognize Drenik in front of His Majesty the Emperor…”

Amid the chuckling laughter, I shrugged my shoulders.

“He didn’t particularly say anything, did he?”

“Maybe he was thinking about how to cut off your head in his mind.”

“But it’s still attached?”

“…”

“Well anyway, accepting my opinion and doing something about it is His Majesty the Emperor’s responsibility.”

By the way, Father and Duke Termion are currently remaining at the Imperial Palace.

Whether the Emperor felt something from my words or had planned it beforehand, he specifically called those two.

Soon, there will be results.

If the Emperor truly wants a united empire, he’ll somehow draw out the cooperation of those two.

Since those two can practically be called the heads of noble society.

“Well, anyway, from now on it’s the adults’ responsibility. Let’s do what we need to do.”

Saying that, I immediately turned the topic to the matter at hand today.

“How many expected applicants are there now?”

What’s piled up like a mountain in front of Leila and me right now are the club application forms that have accumulated so far.

“At least 150. There are many people trying to come even while changing clubs.”

“Why on earth do they want to come? It’s not like our club has anything specifically set to do.”

“Of course it’s because they think they’ll become mainstream if they come here.”

Is that so?

I thought our club was on the ‘periphery’.

We ended up receiving attention somehow, but the things we do are quite often outside the Academy or unrelated to the Academy rather than official events within the school.

“There’s even Termion and Sogress. That says it all.”

It’s not wrong.

In that sense…

The minimum expected number of applicants for the ‘Romance Club entrance exam’ that Leila and I are currently planning is about 200.

“First… rather than deciding in advance how many people to select, we should think about what kind of people to choose.”

“Right. But how many people would catch your eye, Dane? Do you have standards?”

“Just someone with good abilities?”

“…With your standards, Dane, I don’t know what kind of abilities they’d need to have.”

I chuckled at those words.

Actually, if you think about it, all the members of our club are capable people.

Leila goes without saying, and Priscilla is a priest with tremendous talent in divine power.

Dorian is also rapidly growing recently, and Ernest is a specialist in many areas. He’s even learning archery well.

And Altur is a fellow with sufficient talent in magic.

The fact that Professor Denabo worked him so hard means he has that level of talent.

“Wait.”

But why is this guy here?

“Huh?”

Leila’s eyes also widened as she tilted her head.

“Why did he apply?”

“You haven’t announced it separately yet?”

“Nope. Dane, didn’t you tell him? That he’s part of our club?”

I didn’t particularly mention it.

It’s not like it’s something that needs to be formalized.

If we hang out together, we’re just doing things together.

But Altur must have thought otherwise, so he formally filled out an application and submitted it to us like this.

“Why did he do that? He could have just asked. Was there some burden? Hmm. Someone like Altur would actually be fine without taking a test… Though it’s hard for a fifth-year to properly participate in club activities.”

“Mm.”

I pondered for a moment and came up with a good idea.

“Then let’s just leave it.”

“Huh?”

“Let’s treat it as a selection process and have him take the test.”

I roughly understand what level Altur’s abilities are at, but you never know.

He might show another side of himself during the competition process.

“Since it’s come to this, let’s go through the formal procedures so Altur can feel a sense of belonging himself.”

“Aha.”

“Looking at how he applied like this, even if we just told him to come in, his pride probably wouldn’t allow it.”

The Altur I know is a fellow with strong pride.

So it would be better to let him satisfy himself instead. That’s a hundred times better than him feeling intimidated thinking he just rolled in here.

“Good. Let’s talk it over with Ernest first.”

A little later.

An extremely excited Ernest gave us a briefing.

“I’ve been waiting for this moment! Look, there’s Plan 1, Plan 2, and Plan 3! Let me start by explaining Plan 1 – it’s a maze! It evaluates comprehensive situational response abilities. With traps, illusions, deduction elements and…”

How did this guy hold back all this time?

Leila also stared blankly at Ernest.

The briefing flows like water.

What has he been practicing all this time?

“Plan 2 is a written test, but honestly this might lack some discriminating power. I included it for now, but it’s difficult to evaluate all applicants fairly. So explaining Plan 3…”

That’s probably why it’s quite interesting.

“Plan 3 is a survival test conducted in Bonia Forest. Of course, we’ll prepare all safety measures. However, in terms of creating tension, we won’t mention that part!”

A survival test in Bonia Forest.

This looks pretty good.

“Simply put, reach the exit within the designated time. If we use the weekend, there should be plenty of time, and if we control the magical beasts well, it won’t be too dangerous.”

“That sounds fun.”

“Right? What I’m thinking is randomly forming teams to evaluate teamwork and having them pass through sequentially. While setting up magical beast illusions and non-dangerous traps in between…”

This guy could probably succeed in a maze experience business targeting nobles later.

“Good. Then let’s use Plans 1, 2, and 3 all together.”

“R-really?”

Ernest’s eyes widened as he looked at me.

“Plan 2’s written test can be modified in its categories, and let’s combine Plans 1 and 3. Either by combining the maze you conceived with Bonia Forest, or by installing illusions like Bonia Forest in the maze.”

The haunted house our club did at the festival comes to mind.

Leila also offered her opinion.

“Bonia Forest is actually known to those who know it, but still, considering Forest Keeper Uncle, it would be better to install illusions in the Academy Garden maze.”

This makes sense too.

It wouldn’t be pleasant for Forest Keeper Cassare either.

Then it’s roughly decided.

“Good. Then let’s create the announcement.”

“Okay!”

“Great!”

Both of them were excited.

Of course, I’m a bit excited too.

I wonder what kind of fellows will ultimately join.

Oh, and there’s one more thing.

“By the way. I’m also thinking of using Chiron and Karnas in the test.”

“Huh? Both of them?”

“How?”

That damn horse Chiron.

There are many ways to use that fellow.

Plus Karnas, who’s been sulking lately because I haven’t played with him often.

“Kii…reuk?”

Karnas, who was sleeping coiled up, suddenly raised his head when he was mentioned.

I grinned at the fellow.

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