Reincarnated as a Genius Prodigy of a Prestigious Family - Chapter 265
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Reincarnated as a Legendary Talent Genius of a Noble Family Episode 265
171. I’m Abundant
Five people decided to remain in the jungle.
“We can’t go. We don’t have the confidence to leave this place.”
“This place… whether we like it or not, it’s our home.”
It was surprisingly few in number.
Considering the hostility they showed earlier, I thought at least half would stay.
Since they had made their decision, I didn’t particularly try to persuade them.
I hadn’t asked with the intention of persuading them in the first place. I just gave them a choice.
Actually, it was more for Sidrain’s sake.
“Traitor bastards.”
“…”
Those who decided to stay seemed to be hostile toward the people leaving.
Of course, there was no conflict because of this.
Whenever something seemed about to happen, I would draw up my mana.
To them, it would feel similar to Mother’s sorcery but much denser and more powerful, so they wouldn’t dare to fight.
Anyway, we led the apostles back to where Leila, Priscilla, and Dorian were waiting.
And we witnessed an amazing sight.
“What is all this?”
“I was bored while waiting. So I hunted some approaching beasts.”
Look at these guys.
I chuckled in disbelief at the sight of the beast corpses, including zabuer, piled up in front of Leila.
“Were you really that bored?”
“Yeah. I didn’t hunt them for fun, they just came at me.”
“Good job. Your skills have improved a lot.”
“Hmph. And here you are, having had all the fun by yourself inside.”
At Leila’s jealousy that wasn’t quite jealousy, I shrugged my shoulders.
“There wasn’t much fun to be had. I didn’t even properly draw my sword once.”
All I did was release mana to escape from the ancient tree.
I barely used any magic, and Karnas’s contribution was greater when he devoured the sorcerer’s magic with flames and returned it.
“But what about all those people? Don’t tell me?”
When I roughly explained the story, everyone reacted with disbelief.
“Really? That happened?”
“Yeah. The person called Mother is dead, and those people in the back are mages who followed for that reason.”
“My goodness… Then those people are…”
“They’ll go to the Magic Tower. As you know, mages are always short-staffed.”
Thanks to this, as many as ten people were added to our journey home.
For reference, twenty minus five equals fifteen, but five of them decided to return to the village.
They were originally from the village anyway.
“Will they be able to live well after returning to the village? It’s been several years…”
“That’s for the people who made that choice to figure out.”
I dismissed Ernest’s concern.
Anyway, including us, it was nearly twenty people in total.
Of course, Sidrain said he would help with identity verification, so there shouldn’t be any major problems getting to the Magic Tower.
We planned to hand them over to Sidrain when we reached near the capital anyway.
In the midst of this, more people were added.
“May I… go with my son as well?”
Reutake, who had heard the story, made the request as if he had made up his mind.
“I can no longer return to the village anyway. Even if I did return, my son and I would probably have to live under unfavorable gazes. We’re already living outside the village…”
From what I gathered, even in that small jungle village, there were divisions of social status.
Reutake had low status among the villagers and was living outside the stockade rather than inside.
“The fact that my son was chosen as a sacrifice… is that reason enough to go to the Magic Tower?”
At Reutake’s words, I knelt down to match eye level with his son.
“What’s your name?”
“A… on.”
“I see. Aon. Can you give me your hand?”
Aon, who had been staring at me, extended his hand. I took that hand and concentrated my sensing ability with my eyes closed for a moment.
And I felt it.
The mana flow.
“…It’s good.”
I smiled and stood up again, placing my hand on Aon’s shoulder.
“The Magic Tower will definitely like him.”
“Ah…”
Reutake’s face finally brightened.
“Really? We can go? We won’t… be turned away and become wanderers, will we?”
“No. You don’t need to worry.”
Aon has talent.
I can tell from looking at his mana flow.
Understanding the study of magic is a separate matter, but if his mana flow is at this level, it’s sufficient.
Even if it doesn’t work out well, with this level of mana, he could do other things.
“Thank you… thank you…”
Thus, two more people were added to our group, and we finally completely escaped the jungle.
And we faced the villagers who had been waiting for us.
“T-the apostles!”
“Some of them aren’t wearing masks…?”
Only the apostles who decided to return to the village had removed their masks.
Thanks to this, some villagers immediately recognized their children and burst into tears or showed confused expressions.
“My goodness… they weren’t… offered as sacrifices…”
“My, my daughter…”
“Son…”
That was understandable, since the children they thought were dead had returned alive.
Thanks to this, there was a brief commotion, and the five who decided to return to the village met their respective parents.
In the midst of this, some of the ten who decided to go to the Magic Tower with us seemed to be conflicted, but they soon gathered themselves and put their masks back on properly.
“Let’s go.”
I don’t know much about what happened after that.
We passed the frightened villagers and finally left the jungle.
I suddenly became curious about their future.
With ‘Mother’ gone and freed from the ten years of domination by sorcery, how would they live?
Would a new order establish itself in the village?
Five mages had joined them after all.
We’ll see how it turns out.
Perhaps they might break their long isolation and come out…
It was beyond my hands from the beginning anyway.
However-
“I feel like we’ve caused another incident.”
“Rather than causing an incident, an incident found us. Who would have expected something like this to happen again?”
I chuckled at the conversation between Leila and Ernest.
Well, they weren’t wrong.
Wherever we go, incidents break out.
To summarize, we came to explore after hearing legends of the jungle, only to face an aspect of a closed society.
And we witnessed their collapse.
I just lent a small hand to it.
“By the way Dane, you said you gained power?”
“Yeah. I’ll show you later. There doesn’t seem to be any immediate need for it.”
At Priscilla’s question, I recalled a fact I had temporarily set aside.
“Ah. There’s one more thing I obtained.”
“What is it?”
“The research the sorcerer devoted his entire life to.”
“Research?”
“He caused all this trouble because of it.”
I opened my subspace and took out the research materials.
Even reading it again, it makes sense.
The reason he had no choice but to devote his entire life to this.
And if only it could be completed, it would truly be research worthy of making history and raking in money.
“What on earth is it?”
“Read it.”
Leila was the first to take it and read the research, her eyes widening.
“Is this… even possible?”
“I’ll need to look into it more, but if we have the core materials. He couldn’t complete it because he couldn’t make those.”
“My goodness… If this is completed, Father would try anything to obtain it.”
“Right?”
Priscilla also showed a surprised reaction.
“…The old folks at the Grand Temple would faint if they saw this. Dane, can you really complete this?”
“Perhaps.”
“Wow…”
The reactions of the other fellows were similar.
“…Is this possible?”
“Master, is this real? This is something Father worries about too.”
“Whoa. Something like this exists?”
I looked down at the research materials that had come full circle back to my hands.
Yes, if completed, the world would be turned upside down.
Since no one has ever completed it until now.
That is…
-What? The market situation for hair loss… treatment?
Viscount Otier’s reaction was as expected.
-That’s preposterous talk. It’s impossible. All those things claiming to make hair grow back are scams, scams. Did you hear such talk somewhere, benefactor?
When I told him the story, his display of all sorts of worries showed that it really was an absurd story.
But it was written in the research.
Clearly.
“But what if it were really possible?”
-Well, hypothetically speaking… If it were completed, Drenik might even start another war targeting it, don’t you think?
With a bit of exaggeration, that’s the level we’re talking about.
-But I didn’t expect you to mention such a thing when you suddenly contacted me, benefactor. Don’t tell me you…
“Absolutely not. Mine is abundant. Let’s discuss it in detail when I return.”
-Ah, yes, understood!
I firmly denied it, ended the communication, and looked at the research materials again.
“If successful, we’d certainly make a fortune.”
Hair is more important than you’d think.
Whether male or female, commoner or noble.
You could call it pride.
But some people gradually lose it due to age or other reasons.
That’s why wig culture exists in the Alteon Empire.
The reason being you can’t go to formal occasions with a bare head.
But what if a treatment were developed?
Making a fortune aside…
“The pharmaceutical business expansion would be instantaneous.”
The core businesses Count Altair operated have come over to our side, and Viscount Otier is currently in charge of managing them.
If a hair regrowth medicine is developed along with Viscount Otier’s daughter’s treatment that will be completed soon-
We’ll never have to struggle with funding shortages again.
Above all, since it’s a ‘legal’ business, utilizing funds would be easy too.
“But what would we use all this money for?”
Should we really make our own hideout or something?
While thinking about various things, I suddenly returned to the original point.
“He devoted 10 years, no, decades to this.”
Annabel’s master.
And even Annabel.
Certainly, if successful, it was research that could sweep up the world’s wealth and use that as a foundation to do everything else.
It’s medicine that would draw people from other countries beyond this Empire.
I don’t know why a mage devoted himself to something other than magic research, but mages affiliated with the Magic Tower do conduct various research projects.
It could ultimately be a matter of money, or it could be something else.
“I probably would have devoted myself to it too. With research like this. But it seems like it went on too long across generations.”
Altur, who was examining the research materials with me, made a comment.
He’s right.
It went on too long.
Even mobilizing ancient magic power.
In the end, they couldn’t complete it because they weren’t suitable for it.
“Dane, can you do it?”
“Probably.”
“…You’re amazing in many ways, really.”
I chuckled and examined the core materials part of the research.
This was exactly the problem.
It’s really an issue connected to the efficiency of ancient magic power.
Annabel, who simply utilized the flowing power, couldn’t complete this.
But for me, who completely absorbed that power and even gained new abilities, it’s possible.
Suddenly laughter escapes me.
I just wanted to live happily again, but living life got me entangled in various affairs, and now I’m even developing medicine.
“It’s interesting, really.”
“What’s interesting?”
“Just something.”
I chuckled, patted Altur’s shoulder, and stood up from my seat.
Time to depart again.
We can’t rest leisurely forever.
As soon as we return, we need to prepare to go to the Eastern Territory.
To meet Leila’s Older Brother.
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