Reincarnated as a Genius Prodigy of a Prestigious Family - Chapter 279

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Reincarnated as a Legendary Talent Genius of a Noble Family Episode 279

180. Preparing for the New Semester (1)

Saul Hanston left just like that.

Leaving behind the words that he would open a teleport gate and come find us at the Academy when the semester was about to end.

And he also gave us a code to contact him directly.

“I wonder how much mages would pay if I sold this code to them.”

“Huh?”

“Just kidding.”

Now that I think about it, it’s quite surprising.

Saul Hanston, of all people.

The person that mages desperately hoped to meet even once, and whenever traces of him were discovered, the magical academic world would praise it as a ‘discovery of the century.’

To think it’s the secret magic of such a person.

I’m getting a bit excited.

If I had known this would happen, I should have brought that fellow Altur along too.

He absolutely won’t believe me when I tell him after going back.

“But Dane, after traveling around with you, I think I don’t get surprised by most things anymore.”

“Leila’s right. Saul Hanston is a mage that all citizens of the Empire know about. But even after meeting such a person, I’m not extremely surprised or nervous, you know?”

I chuckled at the two students’ remarks.

Still, they’re quite calm compared to other fellows their age.

It must be thanks to having various experiences together over the past year.

These are fellows who have even seen what war is like, albeit indirectly.

“But other mages would really be surprised if they knew. To be Saul Hanston’s successor.”

Ernest presented a counterargument.

“But Dane has other talents too, so he probably won’t be called only that, right?”

“That’s true. This fellow even won the Danter Cup. Sigh.”

It’s nice to see him burning with determination even while sighing.

In the midst of this, Owen contacted us and we heard about what happened while we were touring the eastern territory.

-Dane, it was an insider just as you expected. It was one of the officers, who was bribed by Drenick.

The mana stone under the wooden fence.

Being able to install it under there despite such heavy surveillance was indeed impossible without an insider.

Sure enough, one of the officers confessed to the fact that he had been in collusion.

-He’ll be escorted to the Imperial Palace. It’s thanks to you, Dane.

In addition to this, we also heard that an investigation team would soon be dispatched from the Imperial Palace.

And one more thing.

-We also caught a fellow presumed to be Drenick’s spy. He’s keeping his mouth shut tight, but he’ll confess soon enough.

Well, whoever it is, that’s too bad for them.

By the way, did the fellow who was following me complete his mission?

Since I can’t sense his presence anymore, it seems like that might be the case.

Anyway, we were now leaving the eastern territory and finally returning to the Academy.

“Have you all decided on the subjects you’ll register for? I heard that from sophomore year, professors really do fail students without mercy.”

“Exactly. I can’t get held back. My father is on an expedition, but somehow he saw my report card and contacted me.”

“Right. And from sophomore year, we have to participate in departmental activities too. Should I say I’m envious of Dane at times like this?”

“Our Exploration Department has so few people that there’s only one academic society…”

On the way back, we chatted about the next semester.

Unlike the previous semester when we were freshmen, many things would be different.

Most importantly, we would now be receiving ‘juniors.’

“I’m looking forward to it. I wonder what it’ll feel like when juniors come in?”

“Will juniors even come to our Exploration Department…? The capacity is only 5 people each year, and I heard there are years when they don’t accept anyone at all…”

“Still, it’s better than Dane.”

As for me, I’m just planning to spend this semester with Professor Keltas again.

“We should recruit new club members this semester too, right?”

“That’s right. What do you think, Dane?”

“This time too, we should hold tests and pick decent fellows. And… we should also decorate our training ground a bit.”

Right now we’ve been training roughly in the clearing in Bonia’s forest, but now we need to establish a somewhat more systematic approach.

“We should borrow some help from the Physical Fitness Club members to prepare strength training equipment, and set up a separate place for physical conditioning.”

“That’s good. Let’s also make wooden training dummies for sword practice.”

And there was one core thing we had to do after becoming sophomores.

“Qualification certification?”

“I heard there’s one more thing besides departmental exam grades.”

According to Leila’s explanation, it goes like this.

They assign separate tasks by department, and you have to complete them.

Simply put, it’s a department-level assignment.

For example…

Should I say it’s similar to the Theology Department’s ‘ascetic practice’?

Through that evaluation, from sophomore year onwards, they rank students by department and reflect it in selecting valedictorians, salutatorians, etc.

“Our Swordsmanship Department varies each year, but usually we do subjugation or knight order experience. In the case of knight order experience, you get evaluated by active knights there.”

“The Exploration Department always does exploration. They go for about a week.”

I haven’t heard anything.

Because it’s Professor Keltas.

Well, he’ll decide on his own.

He’ll probably tell me in advance only the day before.

I’m curious what he’s doing during vacation anyway.

“Oh right, there’s something we need to do right after we get back. Dane, didn’t you say you were going to the underground city?”

“Yeah, I did.”

The dwarves’ underground city.

I need to go there, deliver the mana stones, and make investments.

I also need to complete the hair growth formula that ‘Annabel’ researched her whole life and ended up in my hands.

“There’s so much to do.”

And they want me to be trapped on some remote island for 10 years?

That’s out of the question.

No, even if I had nothing to do, I’d decline such a thing.

“We really barely got to rest during vacation, didn’t we?”

“Still, it was fine since we had fun at Dane’s house.”

“You call that having fun? We were just training and had to leave a day late because of muscle pain.”

“…”

Well, it was still fun.

There’s no law saying you must rest during vacation.

Instead of resting, I had many interesting experiences, and most importantly, I obtained another ancient mana concentrator and even met Saul Hanston.

And…

“Big Sister will be pleased.”

Something new created by combining my mana with Saul Hanston’s essence.

The object glowing brilliantly in purple is something that anyone would covet no matter where you show it.

Big Sister would make good use of this.

I wonder if Little Sister has almost finished writing her thesis.

But then.

“W-wait.”

Leila suddenly startled as if having a seizure and asked.

“How… how long until we get back?”

“Why all of a sudden?”

“Course registration… I forgot about it…”

“…”

We fell into silence for a moment.

And soon we realized.

That now was not the time to be leisurely having conversations like this.

I spoke solemnly to Chiron.

“From now on, run at full speed.”

“Puheeng?”

“As fast as you possibly can.”

“Puheheeng!”

Chiron began to accelerate, and the horses carrying Leila and Ernest also began running like mad.

“Truly a fascinating fellow.”

Emperor Danter VIII muttered.

His gaze was fixed on a certain report that had come up from the intelligence agency.

Dozens of reports come up from the intelligence agency every day. From tracking domestic and foreign enemy movements to the activities of key figures, and other matters important to the Empire’s security.

Therefore, if we were to weigh importance, there were far more important matters than this…

For some reason, the Emperor couldn’t take his eyes off the report about a boy named Dane Sogress who was only 14 years old.

“To prevent a war.”

He prevented a war.

This is an expression that carries tremendous meaning.

Intelligence agency reports, as always, use only dry and precise words.

Speculation through abstract or unclear words or expressions is impossible.

However, the intelligence agency report clearly states this.

That he prevented a war.

“Something terrible almost happened in the eastern territory.”

Right after receiving the intelligence agency report, he had received a situation report from the eastern territory.

A large-scale attack by barbarians instigated by Drenick.

The purpose was to kidnap his son and 3rd Prince Edward Danter to conduct favorable negotiations.

Simply put-

“These guys were trying to provoke a war.”

They wanted war again.

He could roughly guess.

Since the Emperor had heard reports, he knew that Drenick hadn’t been able to strengthen imperial authority as much as Alteon.

“The fellow got restless, the fool.”

Even so, a dangerous situation was still dangerous.

A war almost broke out in the current situation.

In a situation where they were talking about ‘reconciliation’ and ‘unification’.

But it was prevented.

No major battle took place, the prince wasn’t kidnapped, and future attacks became unthinkable.

“They said it was thanks to the mana stones that Dane Sogress installed.”

All thanks to just one boy.

“Truly remarkable.”

No matter how he thought about it, it was amazing.

Was this really a reasonable accomplishment?

Setting aside his young age and being an Academy freshman, he wondered if this was something one person could actually achieve.

“Indeed, my eye was not wrong.”

The Emperor wore a smile that was truly rare to see.

Dane Sogress.

The more he looked, the more he coveted this talent.

This was why.

Wasn’t it understandable that he had rejected his own proposal to stay by his side?

Though it was annoying that he had rejected it, he suddenly had this thought.

What kind of person could actually hold onto this fellow called Dane Sogress?

“If only I had a daughter.”

If that were the case, holding onto Dane Sogress might not have been difficult.

Wouldn’t making him fall in love be easier than forcibly keeping him?

In that sense…

“Whoever wins him over, she must be quite an exceptional young lady.”

The Emperor smiled with both regret and satisfaction, then suddenly tilted his head.

Though interesting and amusing facts were written, he still hadn’t gotten a fundamental answer.

So what does Dane Sogress like?

There happened to be a final passage that caught his eye.

[Miscellaneous 1. What Dane Sogress likes is currently being continuously investigated. Long-term observation is deemed necessary.]

[Miscellaneous 2. Frequently eats tarts during travels. Consumes at least 3 per day. Various types, but strawberry tart consumption frequency is high.]

This time the Emperor wore a meaningful smile.

“Tarts.”

Snap.

The Emperor snapped his fingers.

Immediately, Chief Clerk Hank, who had been waiting outside, entered and bowed his head.

“Your Majesty the Emperor. Did you call for me?”

“Have the Head Chef come.”

The Head Chef.

Though Hank inwardly tilted his head at this completely unexpected command, he answered without hesitation.

“I obey your command.”

A short while later.

The poor Head Chef was trembling before the Emperor without knowing why.

‘What, what did I do wrong? Yesterday’s dinner? This morning’s meal?’

He, who was in charge of the Emperor’s meals, unfortunately wondered what he had done wrong and recalled the cooking process and ingredient inspection status of all the recent dishes he had made.

The mad Emperor.

One mistake and heads would roll.

But then-

“Do you know how to make tarts?”

A completely unexpected question was heard.

“Ta, tarts, Your Majesty?”

“Yes. Tarts.”

“When you say tarts…”

“I mean the sweet dessert.”

Though his mind went blank for a moment, the Head Chef answered frantically.

“I, I know how to make them.”

“Then I command you. Create the most delicious tart in the world. So incomparable that no other tart in the world can match it.”

“…”

At this completely, naturally unimaginable command, the Head Chef’s mind raced.

However, the answer he had to give here was predetermined.

“I, I obey your command. I shall create the most delicious heavenly tart in the world and present it to you!”

“Make it a strawberry tart while you’re at it.”

“St-strawberry tart. I humbly accept your command.”

The Emperor watched the retreating Head Chef with a pleased smile.

Thinking of Dane’s face, who would finally be delighted to receive the tart as a gift.

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