Reincarnated as a Genius Prodigy of a Prestigious Family - Chapter 270

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Reincarnated as a Legendary Talent Genius of a Noble Family Episode 270

173. Preparing for Battle

Unlike Delword Termion, Owen Termion was quite a calm person.

He was closer to quiet than boisterous, and at the same time, should I say he was someone who also had an appropriate sense of humor.

“So you’re our Leila’s closest friend? I’ve heard a lot about you.”

“Hello, Elder Brother.”

“You’re quite friendly. More handsome than I thought too. Your height is perfect as well. So, are you two engaged?”

“Brother, please…”

And he seemed to care for and think about his little sister just as much as Delword did.

“What? I’m not speaking from a family perspective. It’s trendy these days, you know. Love marriages are popular.”

“Brother, if you find someone decent, you should try dating, okay? Father’s worry is no small matter. Do you know what Mother worries about most since she woke up?”

“Haha. The battlefield calls me.”

Watching his silly behavior, he was exactly like Delword, yet as I continued observing, he wasn’t quite the same either.

“Anyway, you made it safely to the Eastern Territory. You encountered bandits on the way?”

“Yeah. I dealt with them. It wasn’t much trouble.”

“Good. Well done. You brought the children safely too. Dane, Ernest. Thank you.”

“Don’t mention it.”

Owen let out a light sigh.

“There are many such children on the battlefield. Children who lose their parents find themselves on the streets overnight, and when they can’t endure it anymore, they get kidnapped by bandit groups or dragged into human trafficking. Just recently, we seized and searched a suspicious ship, and it was full of children being sold to Drenick.”

“My goodness.”

“Since they can’t communicate, they’re easy to use, and it’s hard for them to escape. Plus, even if they do escape, Alteon people are immediately recognizable.”

It was a strange tone that felt indifferent yet carried a subtle anger.

“Anyway, well done. You did what the Empire should have done. It seems like an achievement worthy of your reputation, Dane.”

“Reputation? It’s nothing special.”

“Nothing special, indeed. The fame of the genius boy Dane Sogress has spread even here.”

I was able to hear the identity of the culprit who spread my fame.

“His Highness the 3rd Prince brings up your story whenever he’s bored.”

“Ah.”

“What on earth? How does one form such a connection with His Highness the Prince?”

I answered with a laugh.

Anyway, Owen seemed both happy and full of regret at seeing Leila after such a long time.

“I should have properly seen you off to your enrollment. I’m sorry.”

“It’s fine. More importantly, how long will you stay in the Eastern Territory?”

“I’m not sure. I have no immediate plans to leave. Even if Father calls for me.”

“…Really, these stubborn fools. Why won’t either of you listen? Huh?”

If they had listened well from the beginning, one wouldn’t have gone to the Eastern Territory, and the other wouldn’t have run away and stayed outside for years.

I heard that Delword was showing signs of running away again, but couldn’t do so because of Duke Termion’s fierce glare.

“Sorry. Even if I wanted to leave, it’s not easy to do so anymore.”

Then a voice came from beside us.

“Oh my, isn’t that Sir Owen? What brings you to the village today?”

“Mr. Telz. It’s been a while.”

“Oh my, a family reunion? You look alike, don’t you?”

“Haha. That’s how it turned out.”

A man approached with good humor and spoke, then smiled warmly.

“Thanks to Sir Owen, we’re living very well. We’re always grateful.”

“I just did what needed to be done. How is your leg?”

“Well, same as always. But thanks to the good prosthetic technician you introduced, it’s comfortable. Well then, please continue your conversation.”

The man said this and walked away.

“Who was that?”

“Ah, someone who was injured when we fought the barbarians before.”

“I see.”

Owen chuckled.

“This is why I can’t leave. I know many people, and this place has already become my home. Though I can’t come often.”

“At this rate, you’ll really establish a branch of the Termion Ducal House in the Eastern Territory.”

“Your humor has improved a lot, hasn’t it, Leila?”

Anyway, Owen seemed to be living well enough in this Eastern Territory.

However…

I can see it with my eyes.

The look in the eyes of someone who has experienced war.

“Anyway, since you’re here, do some sightseeing in the Eastern Territory before you go back. Don’t go too deep though. I can’t guarantee the security.”

“What about you, Brother?”

“I have to go back soon. We finished today’s battle, but we never know when it might start again.”

“Don’t get hurt, please. Okay?”

“Don’t worry. There are many skilled priests here.”

Owen grinned.

Even though he says that, the reason he’s been able to survive until now is because he’s strong.

“And I’m quite strong too. You don’t need to worry about me dying a miserable death.”

From what I hear, he’s a knight at the 4-core level.

But with the swordsmanship he learned from Duke Termion and the practical experience accumulated over several years, I heard he’s beyond that level.

So I’m curious.

What kind of person he is, and what his skills are like.

There will be an opportunity to spar or see his abilities next time.

Not now though.

Anyway, we moved locations.

Since the battle was over, Owen suggested we look around near the Eastern Territory garrison.

“You all have skills anyway. And we’re far from the dangerous areas.”

I hesitated a little.

Only inwardly, of course.

I couldn’t quite imagine what it would feel like to face a battlefield again.

But since I’m not the type to avoid things, I followed Owen without saying anything.

“A battlefield… I’m a bit nervous and all.”

“I know, right. What kind of place will it be? Maybe… really dark and somewhat hopeless… that kind of place?”

Owen burst into laughter at their vague imagination.

“Anyone listening would think demons are waging war against each other. The garrison is also a place where people live. Of course, when battles break out, everyone gets tense and fights silently, but normally it’s quite harmonious.”

“Really?”

“Yes, you little sister who knows nothing about the world. That’s how everyone gets through it. Of course, I’d prefer if you never had to know about such worldly matters.”

“I need to know too. If possible…”

“Alright, alright. I got it. Build up your skills more and volunteer for the Eastern Territory later, definitely. Got it?”

Owen then asked me.

“Dane, you’re also quite, no, extremely strong, right?”

“I still have a long way to go.”

“A long way, indeed. Someone like that receives multiple imperial invitations, has private audiences with His Majesty the Emperor… not to mention winning the Danter Cup. And you have multiple talents too?”

It seems Leila wrote about me in her letters whenever she had time.

She knows very well.

“Get along well with our Leila. I don’t know when it’ll be, but let’s have a meal together next time.”

“Sounds good.”

“Ah, speaking of meals. There’s a territory not far from here where the Eastern-style steamed fish is amazing. Make sure to stop by and eat there. You probably won’t regret it. It’s a cooking method passed down from Drenick…”

Owen rattled off Eastern Territory specialties, scenic spots, and things worth seeing.

By the way, I wonder what Edward is doing right now.

Given the situation, I don’t really want to force a visit.

If I said I came, he’d come running at full speed, but would that be proper for a prince?

Maybe he doesn’t want to show himself like this.

It’s strange and worrying that someone who was trembling with hand pain until recently is now on the battlefield.

But I didn’t bother asking Owen about it.

That would be for Edward’s sake.

“Well, we’ve arrived.”

Finally arriving near the encampment.

The guards and soldiers passing by the encampment seemed oddly relaxed yet had alert eyes.

“They’re well trained.”

“Really? Does it look that way?”

Owen responded to my muttering.

“Yes. The weapons they’re carrying are well maintained, their armor is in good condition. I don’t see any frayed flags or poorly maintained facilities either.”

“Wow… I didn’t expect someone your age to notice this? Did you perhaps fight wars in your dreams or something?”

I just smiled inwardly at Owen’s admiration.

Not in dreams, but in my previous life.

“The Count taught you well. That’s right. Even though they look relaxed, they maintain the basics.”

Being completely relaxed yet faithfully following orders and maintaining mental alertness.

That’s real military discipline.

If you spend all day standing at attention and marching in perfect formation, you’ll just be exhausted when actual combat begins.

“Dane, you don’t seem very surprised? You really are different. Still, you’ll be amazed when you see actual combat.”

There was no need to boast about my previous life memories. Owen led us into the encampment.

“Is it okay for us to go inside?”

“Since we’re here, I’m giving you a tour. It’s fine. No problem.”

“Then how long does it take to get from here to where the fighting happens, brother?”

“About 2 hours? The encampment is quite large. There are other places besides here too.”

“Other places?”

“Yeah, your friend the Prince is stationed there.”

Owen grinned.

“Nearly a thousand soldiers are stationed here alone, and the actual combat zone is even further away.”

“Ah.”

“That’s why I can bring you in like this, right?”

Ernest’s dazed admiration.

“It’s like… a completely different world, brother.”

“Really? Ernest, I hope you never have to come to a place like this again.”

While the three of them talked, I looked around the encampment.

A fairly well-organized encampment.

The passing soldiers glanced our way but didn’t seem particularly concerned, focused on their own tasks.

Duties include not just combat but various labor tasks as well.

Including time to maintain personal equipment, it’s not easy to rest leisurely for long.

“Ah.”

I nearly burst out laughing at a familiar smell that suddenly wafted over.

Yes, that was exactly the smell.

The smell of stew made by throwing ingredients together and boiling them.

I remembered how we’d always have stew for at least one meal a day because nothing was more reliable, quick, and convenient.

“What’s wrong? Ah, that stew? Interesting. You’re showing interest in military rations. I’m used to it now and eat it well, but when I first tried it, I wondered what this was when they said we’d eat this every day.”

Owen seemed curious that I reacted to something unexpected.

Well, where would you find an Academy student like this.

But certainly…

Enemy infiltration of the encampment might be nearly impossible.

Of course, as always, extraordinary things tend to happen.

I saw it once.

An incident where Alteon’s Rangers with just dozens of men stirred up a military camp housing thousands and got away.

That incident where they couldn’t even figure out how they penetrated such tight security.

“Dane, what are you looking at so intently?”

“Ah. Just thinking it seems well maintained.”

“It’s a bit disappointing that you don’t seem surprised at all.”

“I’m plenty surprised.”

“Dane’s always pretty calm no matter what happens, brother.”

Well, it’s not something to worry about here.

I’m not a commander or anything.

But-

If something happens right before my eyes, the situation becomes a bit different.

I focused my attention on a certain building in the encampment.

A somewhat large but otherwise unremarkable building.

However, what I sensed inside was the problem.

“Brother, what’s that building?”

“Ah, that? Warehouse for discarded materials. It’s where we store things that are hard to burn or dispose of immediately. Why?”

So that’s why there are so few soldiers around it.

“You really take interest in various things, don’t you?”

“Dane’s a bit unusual. No, I’d say he’s closer to special.”

Yes, quite special.

Special enough to detect the people hiding in that discarded materials warehouse.

I can sense them faintly but clearly.

Dozens of presences holding their breath beneath the building.

Unless Owen suddenly went crazy and buried dozens of soldiers alive down there before coming to meet us…

That’s a place where people can’t, no, shouldn’t be.

“Brother.”

“Yeah?”

“Does that building have a basement?”

“Basement? It does. That’s also full of discarded materials though. Why do you keep asking about that place?”

Owen seemed to sense something strange at this point and looked toward the basement.

And then Leila, as if she noticed something, spoke to Owen.

“Brother, Dane has a special ability.”

“What do you mean?”

“He’s incredibly good at detection. People, animals. Anything with mana.”

“…”

Owen initially looked like he thought it was nonsense, but after asking me again, his expression changed.

“Dane? Could you explain?”

“Under that warehouse. I can sense at least dozens of people.”

“…Huh.”

If I were an ordinary soldier, I would have been treated like a madman.

People in a basement warehouse full of discarded materials? What nonsense.

But I’m Dane Sogress.

And I’m also Leila’s friend, and as Owen said-

The ‘genius boy’ with a high reputation even in this Eastern Territory.

Therefore, my words had sufficient credibility.

“Go call a mage.”

Owen had someone fetch a mage from the encampment.

“Detection magic, you mean? Right now, here?”

“Yes, from here to that scrap material warehouse over there.”

“….”

Detection magic was a spell that consumed a lot of mana.

Depending on the range, it required considerable power to precisely scan an area of that size.

Because of this, the mage had a reluctant expression, but the army was a place where you did what you were told.

“Ten eyes.”

After the mage struggled and cast the spell, eyes made of mana appeared in the void, and in the meantime Owen gave the soldiers a standby order.

“What’s going on all of a sudden?”

“Don’t know. They told us to hold our weapons and wait.”

“Did they discover undead in that scrap material warehouse or something?”

It was then that the soldiers were chattering and grumbling about this and that.

“…This is fucking crazy.”

The mage’s expression turned upside down after finishing the spell casting, and Owen’s face hardened stiffly after hearing the subsequent report.

“At least 50 people are detected below the basement. Did you imprison prisoners inside? What the hell is that?”

Of course that couldn’t be the case.

Owen gave a short command to all the soldiers.

“Prepare for combat.”

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