Reincarnated as a Genius Prodigy of a Prestigious Family - Chapter 271

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Reincarnated as a Legendary Talent Genius of a Noble Family Episode 271

174. What Really Is Your Identity?

Trained soldiers follow orders first.

Whatever the reason, they follow first and think later.

In urgent situations, this becomes even more apparent.

The Eastern Territory forces were like that.

“….”

“….”

Everyone held their breath, gripping their weapons as ordered by the commander, staring at the scrap warehouse.

We were the same.

Retreating from here was unimaginable.

I held my spear, Leila her sword, and Ernest his bow.

“Drenick? Or… barbarians?”

Owen’s muttering.

I was curious too.

What kind of fellows would they be.

Also, how did they manage to hide inside there.

Breaking through this densely packed encampment.

There were two methods.

Either there was a traitor inside.

Or they had dug a long, long tunnel.

Both were absurd stories, but not impossible ones.

Or perhaps….

They had teleported into the basement.

That might be going too far.

“Dane.”

Then Owen asked me.

“So it was true.”

“What I discovered isn’t the important fact.”

“Right, that’s true.”

Now what we had to do was clear.

How to deal with those fellows.

Owen chose the most rational method.

“You, you, you. Go bring oil.”

“Yes!”

Shortly after, the soldiers who received orders returned carrying barrels of oil.

“Go pour it. As evenly as possible.”

The soldiers went around pouring oil all over the warehouse’s outer walls.

There were plenty of flammable things inside.

Once it blazed up, the fellows in the basement below would be thoroughly cooked to death.

However, if they had dug tunnels, the story would be a bit different.

“What if those guys escape? What if there are tunnels?”

“…Damn.”

Owen muttered through gritted teeth, then suddenly asked me.

“You said your sensing ability was excellent. Our mage seems quite exhausted, could I ask you to use some magic?”

“No problem.”

I temporarily entrusted my spear to Ernest and approached the scrap warehouse.

“What’s that fellow? He doesn’t seem to be one of ours.”

“He looks young, with silver hair?”

“Seeing him standing next to the captain, he seems like some noble family’s son….”

“I heard people from Sogress County have silver hair like that….”

Amid the sounds I could hear, I quickly rearranged my mana.

And deployed a 4-chain level detection magic.

However, not magic to detect signs of life, but magic to scan the terrain and structures.

“Show me.”

After the short incantation, what unfolded in my mind was a blueprint of the scrap warehouse.

The basement below it.

And….

Even the long tunnel leading from the basement to the forest outside the encampment.

These are cunning fellows.

They dug a tunnel from there all the way to here?

“It’s tunnels.”

“…Is there a way?”

If we set it on fire, they could just escape through the tunnels.

But knowing the tunnel structure, the conclusion was simple.

The tunnels spread out in multiple branches.

Probably to escape in various directions even if discovered.

But those multiple tunnels all eventually led to this place, the basement of the scrap warehouse.

Therefore, the method was simple.

“We’ll collapse the point where the tunnels meet.”

“Can you do it?”

Instead of answering, I approached the back of the scrap warehouse and stuck a piece of lumber that was lying around randomly into one spot.

And immediately set up a light mana interference field.

A measure to prevent any possible communication or spell casting.

After retreating, I whispered to Owen.

“Set the fire at the same time my magic unfolds.”

The guys below would probably have to choose somehow, and ultimately whatever choice they made, they’d have to come outside.

Otherwise, they’d be cooked to death just like that.

“Everyone, prepare for combat.”

Owen understood my words and immediately gave orders to the soldiers.

While several soldiers prepared fire arrows, I prepared gravity magic aimed at the precise location.

“Be crushed.”

The moment I rearranged gravity magic and cast it at the point where the tunnels met-

Thud!

The ground caved in deeply, and immediately fire arrows flew in, causing the scrap warehouse to burst into flames in an instant.

It didn’t take very long.

Clatter, crash!

While soldiers aimed their bows, all sorts of sounds came from inside the warehouse.

However, it wasn’t just the sounds of materials inside catching fire and collapsing.

“…!”

“…!”

Shouts coming from inside.

“It’s the barbarians’ language.”

Tension rising instantly.

I had been wondering whether it would be Drenick or barbarians.

As expected, barbarians.

From here, there was no need to ask ‘why?’

That was for Owen and the other commanders to think about, and from now on….

Focus on the combat.

“They’ll fight desperately to survive.”

Owen frowned as if troubled.

The barbarians inside have nowhere to retreat.

Either burn to death like this, or burst out and resist.

Of course, we have the absolute advantage.

In that sense, I decided to make full use of this advantage.

“Are barbarians good at enduring interrogation?”

“…I don’t know why you’re suddenly asking, but they tend to be.”

Owen said that while seeming to focus all his attention on the upcoming battle, not even glancing this way.

“This encampment could easily accommodate about 50 barbarians.”

“What?”

“The soldiers don’t need to get hurt, do they?”

After saying that, I reached out toward the barbarians who were screaming and bursting out.

“Bind and tie them up.”

Then I used telekinesis to lift the fellow whose hands and feet were tightly bound with magic rope and tossed him aside.

That’s how it began.

“Uwaaahhh… Urk!”

One by one, one by one.

Each time my magic unfolded, the barbarians who had just burst out were bound and left rolling in front of the soldiers.

“Tie them up with real rope before the magic effect wears off!”

Owen was quick-witted and had the soldiers bind them with actual rope.

Thanks to that, even when two or three came out at once, there was no problem.

“Good heavens!”

My ancient magic power is fast, dense, and above all grants abilities different from other magic.

When other mages cast spells one at a time, I can cast two or three simultaneously.

Thanks to that, finally-

“What are we looking at right now…”

“Our unit’s mage can’t compare, can he?”

“They’re being tied up and delivered right to us as they come out.”

I completely subdued about fifty barbarians.

Without a single casualty or injury.

“Urgh!”

The fellows resisted fiercely, but that was only for a moment.

With a loud cracking sound, the scrap warehouse finally collapsed with a rumble.

Thud, crash!

They must be bewildered too.

Could they have ever imagined being captured like this?

“You… what exactly are you?”

For that reason, Owen was asking me.

But there doesn’t seem to be leisure to answer calmly.

Buzz buzz buzz!

I felt vibrations from Owen’s direction, then he pulled out a communication crystal from his chest.

It was an old spherical model, probably because it was military, but that’s not what’s important.

“Captain!”

At the same time, a messenger came running.

“Urgent report from the 2nd Outpost! About a thousand barbarians equipped with siege equipment are marching toward the 2nd Outpost! Initially only five hundred, but after the 2nd wave joined them…”

This is more serious than I thought.

We just caught the barbarians who infiltrated the encampment.

But now a large-scale external attack by barbarians?

Isn’t this too coincidental to be a coincidence?

Fortunately, Owen was a commander with quick judgment.

“Move to the 2nd Outpost leaving only minimal personnel. Where is His Highness the Prince currently?”

“He immediately led soldiers and began defensive operations.”

“The battle will already be in progress by the time we arrive. Rapid movement. Form up immediately.”

“Yes, Captain!”

“Also keep watch on Drenik’s movements.”

And Owen’s gaze turned toward us.

He seems conflicted.

I know what he’s conflicted about, but the expected question came.

“Dane. Can you help us?”

How coincidental for me too.

I escaped a previous life filled with war to live a new life, yet I’m returning to the battlefield after all.

War.

The world I was always conscious of has returned to me again.

However-

“Of course.”

That doesn’t mean I’ll back down.

I won’t turn away from what I must face.

“We’ll go too, brother.”

“Me too.”

Owen seemed a bit surprised but soon accepted.

“However, you can’t go to the front lines. All three of you.”

That was sufficient.

By the way, I definitely thought this was just a tour of the Eastern Territory…

Who knew I’d suddenly be participating in a war against barbarians.

Really now.

These incidents and accidents never end.

It’s truly absurd.

Benatio finds it equally absurd.

Though he’s completed countless missions, this is the first time he’s seen an Academy student ‘coincidentally’ show such prowess and then participate in a war against barbarians.

No, even having seen many scenarios, this is completely unpredictable.

“What kind of case is this.”

Benatio muttered while following the Alteon Imperial Army heading from the 1st Encampment to the 2nd Outpost.

Isn’t this a bit too much?

War all of a sudden.

Coming to the Eastern Territory and getting involved in fights or combat is understandable, but war is a different scale entirely.

Moreover, Benatio was still pondering and questioning the prowess Dane had shown.

“How can he tie up and throw fifty guys in a row like that.”

Not just one at a time, but two or three at once, plus using telekinesis – that naturally means an absurd level of mana.

“No way.”

Benatio doesn’t know a single mage who showed such performance at that age.

At most, the legendary mage Saul Hanston?

No, even Saul Hanston was at the Magic Tower, not the battlefield, at age 14, so it’s a different case.

Anyway, this is quite large scale.

It’s not a matter of writing reports anymore – now he’s become curious.

Just how far will that boy named Dane go?

“The enemy is over a thousand barbarians… The garrison has more troops, but the problem is it’s a siege.”

The barbarians haven’t utilized siege equipment well until now.

The garrison also didn’t have a well-fortified castle, but had only constructed fortifications for ‘stationing’ purposes.

In such a situation, the barbarians appearing with siege equipment could mean the incident might develop into a different phase.

“Why are the barbarians suddenly acting like this?”

Unless they had suddenly lost their minds, it would be difficult for them to pick such a fight with the Imperial Army.

“Could it be.”

The possibility that suddenly came to mind was indeed Drenick.

The barbarians aren’t actually ‘barbaric.’

They use their heads well and excellently employ hit-and-run guerrilla tactics.

That’s how they could trouble both empires so much without being destroyed.

Their combat power goes without saying.

Therefore, despite their aspirations, they knew their limits well and tended to maintain appropriate boundaries…

“I heard their leader changed recently.”

Benatio recalled the intelligence he had secretly heard, but soon shook his head.

That’s not what’s important right now.

Dane Sogress.

Watching that fellow’s activities and recording every detail to report.

“Hiya.”

While the 1st Garrison was racing madly toward the 2nd Outpost, a single horse and its rider were following behind them.

Very secretly.

Carrying a very important mission.

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