Reincarnated as a Genius Prodigy of a Prestigious Family - Chapter 286

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Reincarnated as a Legendary Talent Genius of a Noble Family Episode 286

183. Who Else Could It Be But Us

The Academy students’ dormitories are heavily guarded.

It’s only natural since it’s where students live and eat.

Not only the Academy Security Force, but the Student Council also spares no investment in security.

Danter Hall is especially so.

The level of the magic field is much stronger than other dormitories, and various facilities to block intruders are installed.

Above all-

Thanks to the legendary mage who was involved in establishing this Academy and constructing the buildings, high-level magic still remains.

“They’ve really slathered on magic while I was away.”

And Professor Cross was clicking his tongue while looking at other magic layered over the magic he had installed in the past.

“How can there be no progress at all.”

Swoosh.

When Professor Cross waved his hand, the magic field became soft and pliable.

This was possible because it was a magic field he had cast in the past.

It would be impossible for anyone else.

No, it should be impossible.

Who in the world would dare pass through this magic field?

It’s a magic field installed by himself, a legendary mage no less.

“Hmm.”

But contrary to such thoughts, Professor Cross discovered traces of the magic field’s arrangement being forcibly disrupted and then rearranged.

“What fellow did this.”

It feels like it was melted with more powerful mana…

“Was there a fight or something.”

It’s a slightly, no, very unpleasant fact, but there’s something more important right now.

Finding that arrogant student and discussing the future transmission schedule.

“You little brat. Just wait until I meet you.”

His body is itching to move right now, but the fact that this is the Academy and a dormitory where only students can enter doesn’t particularly bother him.

“Let’s see. He said 9th floor.”

Professor Cross, who finally disrupted and passed through the magic field, looked at Danter Hall in the darkness.

He had already decided how to enter.

There was no need to float his body or cause any separate disturbance.

A legendary mage and the designer of Danter Hall.

Therefore-

Step, step.

He walks in.

“Blend in.”

Of course, he cast a 7-Chain level ‘invisibility’ magic that must continuously assimilate with the mana in the atmosphere.

“Move aside.”

He smoothly opened the barrier that automatically lowers at night.

The process was even too natural.

If it were daytime and there was no invisibility magic, everyone would think he was just walking naturally.

“Here it is.”

Finally arriving at the elevator.

In the quiet lobby of Danter Hall, Professor Cross got on the elevator and pressed the 9th floor.

“The room at the very end.”

He’ll probably be shocked and fall over.

Though it’s a bit late, so what.

He’s the one coming to visit.

Professor Cross had done everything he wanted to do while living for hundreds of years.

Because he could.

Even if the other party is a student he found after hundreds of years.

Ding.

Thinking such thoughts, the moment he arrived at the 9th floor and took a step forward.

Thwack!

“Ugh!”

Suddenly something rushed from the void and struck Professor Cross’s face directly.

“What, what is this?”

It didn’t hurt, but an enormous mental shock rushed in for a moment.

To think that he would allow an attack.

Wait, wasn’t this Danter Hall 9th Floor?

Swoosh!

“Ugh!”

A 2-hit combo flew in while he was thinking.

This time it was from the left, and Professor Cross’s body swayed to the right.

It still didn’t hurt.

But this time, anger rushed in instead of shock.

Darkness was all around.

Surprise attacks flying from the pitch-black void where nothing could be seen.

“Who dares!”

Professor Cross instantly drew up his mana.

First, he would scatter light to brighten his vision, and also reveal which fellow dared to attack.

But-

“Huh?”

The mana that was being rearranged suddenly hesitated and creaked…

Click.

The moment he took a step forward, water poured down from the void.

Splash!

“…”

Thanks to this, his concentration was broken and the hesitating mana completely scattered, and Professor Cross became like a drowned rat for the first time in his life.

“Wh-what is this…!”

He was putting effort into hiding his identity as a Lich, and he had let his guard down because this was a place he had designed…

Two physical attacks that didn’t hurt but were annoyingly unpleasant.

Plus the water deluge.

He couldn’t avoid any of them.

Because.

He’s a mage.

And he’s a Lich who has almost given up on physical abilities.

Grind.

The sound of teeth grinding.

Plus something that had interfered when he was drawing up mana in the middle.

This is humiliation.

The first humiliation he’s ever experienced in his life.

“Th… This!”

Thanks to this, Professor Cross, who had also lost his composure, took another step forward, and this time something suddenly popped up from the floor.

Boing!

“Ahhhhh!”

A bizarre clown doll with springs instead of legs.

Amazingly, a very weak light burst on the ceiling, creating a terrifying appearance.

Thud.

Professor Cross ended up falling flat on his rear.

“….”

Trembling fists.

Humiliation.

Disgrace.

Shame.

No other words could describe this emotion.

“What bastard is this!”

Professor Cross jumped up and rearranged his mana.

But then once again-

The mana being rearranged hesitated.

And penetrating through that brief gap, something else came flying.

“Kekeke.”

This time it was actually a summoned creature.

Elmina.

A summoned creature with no particular attack ability, weak enough to be reverse summoned with a light touch, but one that causes extreme itching upon contact.

“Mmph, mmmmph!”

Thanks to that, Professor Cross ended up sitting down and scratching his entire body.

Liches originally focus only on preserving their life force.

But Professor Cross, having lived as Saul Hanston, was able to retain his nerves and five senses by utilizing the powerful mana and skills he had accumulated.

He never expected this though.

“Huff, huff.”

When Elmina returned and the itching finally subsided, Professor Cross staggered to his feet.

Lich.

He had gained semi-permanent life, but as a backlash, an incredibly frail body.

“This damn….”

Professor Cross’s ordeal continued after that.

“Whoa!”

He would stumble from suddenly collapsing traps-

“Wh-what’s that smell!”

And get hit by stench-emitting projectiles.

To interpret it, it was humiliating.

Of course, he was flustered and it was an unexpected situation….

Most importantly, someone was interfering with his mana rearrangement.

It was truly an impossible thing.

‘Could it be.’

However, there was one fellow who could do this.

A fellow who couldn’t perfectly control his mana flow, but could interfere with it for just a brief moment.

The fellow who could do this ‘incredible’ thing was….

“That… damn disciple of mine.”

Dane Sogress.

Only one.

Surely, he must have known in advance that he would come and prepared for it.

“Just wait until I get my hands on you!”

An unprecedented rage began to boil up.

We were watching the ‘freshman’ through the crystal sphere just like the other guys had done a year ago, excluding me.

But something was strange.

“No matter how I look at it, it’s weird?”

“Right? He doesn’t seem like a freshman.”

“Then who the hell is he?”

“We even tampered with the elevator beforehand so he could only come up from the 1st floor.”

The person who was stepping into trap after trap wasn’t the young master of the Amanes Marquis family….

“I feel like I’ve seen that face somewhere….”

“He looks too old to be a freshman….”

By the time we realized it was someone else, it was already too late.

He had already fallen into every single trap.

“It really is someone else.”

“Uh… could it be the dormitory supervisor?”

“…Should we erase his memory? By hitting his head hard? No wait, Dane. You use magic. Can’t you do memory erasure?”

“That’s something you can only use near the end of 8-Chain.”

No, how does he step into every single one like that.

Of course, Aneld and I set them up, but we also installed traps that could be reasonably avoided to induce carelessness.

What could it be.

On top of that, he would hesitate in the middle and then get hit by traps.

He should be able to avoid several just by walking normally, but he can’t do that?

Just in case, I drew up my mana and concentrated my sensing ability.

“Th-this damn….”

In that voice full of anger, I was able to realize the identity of the person who was stepping on all the traps instead of the freshman.

“…Why is that man here.”

“Huh? Dane, what are you talking about?”

“That person seems to be a professor.”

“….”

“….”

At my single comment, everyone fell into silence.

“No way… you’re lying, right?”

“It’s true. He’s our Autonomous Department’s new professor.”

And then fear arrived.

“Should we go out and kneel down together right now?”

“No! Why would a professor come here!”

“This is the dormitory. How did he get in?”

“Damn it, we’re screwed….”

The reactions of Aneld, Scal, Droyan, and Priscilla in order.

Especially Aneld, who had set up the traps with me, was literally trembling.

“Expulsion, won’t we get expelled?”

“Calm down a bit.”

In the midst of that, I spotted Professor Cross getting hit by another trap and receiving his second water splash.

-Ugh, ugh!

He claims to be Saul Hanston.

Why does he fall for all of them like that.

“Ah.”

Suddenly I realized that I had laid down mana interference fields just in case.

I had just laid them down thinking someone like me might come up to smash everything with mana….

But they’re effective on that man too?

“….”

This is surprisingly amazing and gratifying while….

Being a worrying matter.

-Come out! Come out right now!

Unable to contain himself any longer, Professor Cross was swinging his fists at the air.

A mage who’s hundreds of years old, and a lich at that, swinging his fists around.

Maybe I should have kept his professor identity secret and taken him out with me.

“Hey. Honestly, does it make sense for a professor to fall for traps like that? Right, he can’t be a professor. He definitely shouldn’t be a professor.”

In the midst of all this, Aneld seemed to have lost his mind slightly, denying reality.

“Don’t worry.”

At this point, what other choice do we have.

“What are you going to do?”

“I’ll go out. He came to see me.”

“…The professor came all the way here to see you?”

Amidst the natural reaction from those who didn’t know the situation, I just nodded.

“Aneld. Nothing will happen, so just go back to making traps to welcome the freshmen.”

“R-really? It’ll be okay?”

The guy who had been trembling at the thought of having pranked a professor, and a new professor of the Autonomous Department at that, immediately came back to life.

“Since it’s you saying it, Dane, I believe you!”

What would he do if he didn’t believe me anyway.

In any case, I left the room and immediately encountered Professor Cross in a more miserable state than ever before.

“…You damn. Even if I took the position secretly without telling you, to do this much!”

Soaked with water.

Reeking of foul odors.

Hair completely disheveled.

Who in the world would believe this was actually Saul Hanston.

“You… even interfered with my mana rearrangement…!”

To him trembling with rage, I said one thing.

“That’s what you get for coming to the wrong place and falling for every single trap.”

“…What? Wrong place? This is a building I created!”

“Right now you’re Professor Cross, aren’t you.”

“…”

Toward him who was left speechless, I said one thing.

“And this was a freshman initiation.”

“…Initiation?”

“Yes. It’s a tradition here on Danter Hall 9th Floor.”

“…”

Professor Cross, who had been staring at me blankly, seemed to finally understand the situation after a moment.

And then he said to me.

“…Is there anyone else here besides us?”

“Yes.”

“Do they also know that the idiot who fell for these traps is me, that is, an Academy professor?”

“Yes.”

“…”

I witnessed it.

The face of a legendary mage contorting with shame.

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