Reincarnated as a Genius Prodigy of a Prestigious Family - Chapter 316

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Reincarnated as a Legendary Talent Genius of a Noble Family Episode 316

203. Mini Dragon

Count Arkent was in an extremely anxious state.

There was almost no time left until the excavation rights expired, and if nothing was discovered within that time, all the time and money poured into this would go to waste.

‘This time it’s certain.’

For Count Arkent, the word ‘mage’ had been a dream since childhood and a lifelong desire,

So there was nothing he hadn’t tried until now.

Ancient magical tools, of course, and even though it was obviously a scam, he bought unidentified artifacts from mages and frequented auction houses like it was his daily routine.

In the midst of all that came an opportunity.

Those who claimed to be ‘black mages’ and said they could make Count Arkent into a mage.

‘Mage, that damn cursed mage.’

In his childhood, his powerless father was pushed around by a single mage, ultimately giving up everything the family had and going bankrupt.

Count Arkent therefore hated mages, and therefore wanted to become a mage.

If he too had been a mage looked up to by name alone.

If that had been the case, wouldn’t such things have been avoided?

Such background existed behind his decision to join hands with the demons who claimed to be black mages.

“There’s no word.”

But it was quiet.

Those guys were supposed to report every hour, but it had already been 1 hour and 20 minutes.

His backside was getting restless.

Therefore, Count Arkent called for the mercenaries.

“One of the personnel currently on duty should head to the excavation site immediately.”

If those guys were pulling some nonsense…

He could just reveal the existence of those who claimed to be ‘black mages’ to the world.

Black mages were originally beings that should be persecuted.

They were human traitors who sided with demons to gain great power.

Just that name alone would cause a fit at the Empire’s Holy Church, so could those guys really remain safe?

‘Anyway, those guys need that power to survive themselves. There’s no reason for them to betray.’

It was when Count Arkent was trying to calm his mind.

-R-reporting. The door is open right now.

“What, what did you say?”

-Th-the place those mages were searching!

Count Arkent jumped up and had a fit.

The relic door was open?

Then did they go inside?

“I’m going right now. All mercenaries, move to the excavation site immediately!”

Count Arkent, who had rushed over in such haste, confirmed that the relic door was indeed open while surrounded by mercenaries.

“What in the world…”

It was open.

This should be cause for celebration.

But where had the reports from those black mage bastards gone, and what were they doing right now?

‘Don’t tell me…’

A chill ran down his spine.

This assumption was possible.

Those guys had intentionally omitted their reports.

And they planned to take the power inside and then flee.

If they regained their power…

He wouldn’t be able to stop them.

‘I’m trapped.’

Moreover, the moment those guys mentioned his name, everything would collapse in an instant.

Even if it was true, he would be left holding the bag.

‘I should have had them monitored to the end. Damn it, why did I listen to those bastards!’

This couldn’t happen.

“Everyone goes down here now.”

Count Arkent looked around at the mercenaries and gave the order.

The mercenaries were naturally flustered.

“R-right now, sir?”

“Yes, right now!”

“Our contract terms are patrol of this relic area and escort duties within the ruins. We cannot accept this.”

A firm answer.

In fact, it was also an answer based on fear.

The behavior of the mages the mercenaries had been observing was incredibly strange, and there was something ominously dark about them.

In such circumstances, going down to a place they didn’t even know what it contained was insane.

Money was something you could only use if you were alive.

Recklessness and adventure were words that didn’t suit the profession of mercenary at all.

“I’ll pay double, no, triple!”

Therefore, even when the pay suddenly increased, the mercenaries shook their heads with an even more reluctant feeling.

“We cannot accept.”

“These damn…”

Then the conclusion was that he had to go alone.

It was pitiful beyond miserable.

But there was no time to delay.

Count Arkent had no idea what had happened.

Finally, when he was trembling with his clenched fist and about to take a step down into the ruins.

“Everyone stop!”

With a tremendous shout, a group of armored knights poured into the ruins.

Everyone stopped at that voice, and seeing the crest on the flag fluttering above their heads, they couldn’t think of moving anymore.

The Imperial crest.

Which meant-

“I am Delphion Onet of the Imperial 4th Knight Order! As of this moment, the excavation rights to this ‘Del Orno’ relic have been reclaimed by the Imperial Palace!”

A completely unexpected third interferer had appeared.

The Imperial Palace.

The 4th Knight Order.

“Imperial Palace…”

Thanks to this, the reason why the mercenaries needed to leave only became clearer.

The Imperial Palace.

A place they had absolutely no reason to get involved with.

Setting aside their slow handling of affairs, wasn’t it a place with a crazy Emperor where getting wrongly entangled could sweep them all away?

While Count Arkent muttered in a daze, the mercenaries quickly stepped back several paces, and in the meantime, Sir Onet approached.

“Count Arkent, have you been well all this time?”

An utterly calm and dry voice.

Rather, that made it more frightening and made his heart pound.

“The date promised with the Imperial Palace… still has time remaining.”

Count Arkent, who had been about to enter the ruins, tried to speak.

But that appearance was as meaningless as pouring a cup of water on a massive fire.

“Promise. Yes, we came because of that. Count Arkent. Because of the ‘promise’ you made with those beings called ‘black mages.'”

“…!”

Did the Imperial Palace know?

How on earth?

Why?

‘Those bastards couldn’t have…’

Perhaps things had progressed far beyond what he had imagined.

Had those fellows discovered what was inside faster than expected, and sent a secret letter to the Imperial Palace to deceive him?

“What an interesting promise you made. Who would have thought you’d offer the blood of the living in exchange for becoming a mage?”

This feeling of all the blood draining from his body.

So the contract had been leaked.

“I won’t bother reciting any more charges. It would be best for you to surrender quietly.”

In this final ultimatum, Count Arkent sensed that everything was over and trembled.

We returned to the Academy. It was late at night.

After quickly finishing the distribution of spoils, I returned to the dormitory and lay down to think.

What did we gain from this expedition?

The Golem’s Core?

The Mini Golem, something highly advanced that we’d never seen before?

Or the numerous spoils of war?

Well.

I think we gained something even greater than that.

“Everyone fought pretty well, right, Karnas?”

“Kyiruk!”

Karnas nodded his head.

Everyone, including Leila, showed improved skills.

Who would think that was Academy undergraduate-level combat?

Not just Jenna who showed the unexpected side of being a necromancer, but everyone worked hard to hone their skills.

Especially Leila and Dorian – I’m really looking forward to the next Danter Cup.

As for Priscilla…

“What should I do.”

I’m not sure how to change her mind about walking the path of a priest, but maybe this expedition gave her something to think about.

Well, even if not, there’s nothing I can do about it.

It’s not something I can force.

It would be a bit much to ask her to deny everything she’s believed in her whole life just because of one ‘club’.

[The main communicator’s party seems to possess tremendously powerful strength for their age.]

Amidst this, I heard the Mini Golem’s voice.

“How about just calling me by name instead of ‘main communicator’?”

[Then I’ll do that. Dane, your companions all seem quite special.]

“I suppose so.”

[Having such people gather around you is never an easy thing. Lord Dekanius lived alone his entire life.]

“Couldn’t he find anyone to his liking?”

[More precisely, you could say he couldn’t find anyone who matched his ‘level’.]

That must have been quite lonely.

Then a thought suddenly occurred to me.

“So that’s why he made you?”

[How did you know?]

I shrugged my shoulders instead of answering.

And then I had another thought.

What was the purpose of this absurd fellow’s existence – not even a living being yet capable of such advanced thinking?

Simply to carry out predetermined objectives?

“Then I’m curious about something. What is your purpose?”

[My purpose is to carry out missions.]

I shook my head at the simple answer.

“No. I’m asking you to think about your own purpose for existing.”

Then silence followed for a while.

How much time had passed?

[I’m not sure since I’ve never thought about it.]

“That’s possible.”

[Until now, I’ve only done what Lord Dekanius ordered me to do, and I recognized carrying that out as something ‘joyful’. And now I was about to learn to find joy in serving you, Dane Sogress, as my new owner.]

If you’re a created being, that might be natural.

But I have no intention of just giving orders and leaving it at that.

Having a fellow who only lives as ordered and dies at my word would be uncomfortable for me too.

“Then think about it once. What kind of purpose would be good.”

At my chuckling, the Mini Golem nodded.

[Then I’ll think about it actively.]

“I see. But do you sleep?”

[By sleep, do you mean energy shutdown? I don’t require the sleep activity that’s essential for living beings.]

Well, then there’s nothing I can do about it.

[More importantly, why does this dragon keep trying to climb on top of my head?]

In the midst of this, I burst into laughter watching Karnas struggling to perch on top of the Mini Golem’s head.

“He seems to like you.”

[I don’t like it. Right below my head is where the power source is located – it’s one of the most sensitive parts.]

“Kyiruk!”

But Karnas seemed determined not to give up and desperately tried to climb onto the Mini Golem.

“Give up. He’s a dragon who always does what he sets his mind to.”

[Even if it’s the only dragon in the world, I cannot tolerate this. Back off, ‘Mini Dragon’.]

“Kyiruk?”

The only dragon left in the world.

At those words, I tilted my head.

“Was it like that even when you were created?”

[Please clarify your question… Back off, Mini Dragon.]

“I’m asking if dragons already didn’t exist when you were created. During the time when the Kingdom of Arcana was still around.”

The Mini Golem immediately answered my question.

[Dragons are creatures that went extinct thousands of years ago. So even when Arcana existed, they had all already gone beyond the horizon.]

“Then what about the records of dragons that remained in Arcana?”

[They were all nothing more than newly written records continuing from the past.]

Then that means Karnas is an even more ‘precious’ existence than I thought.

Of course, it’s not particularly shocking news.

The only dragon in the world.

Whether that continued from thousands of years ago or hundreds of years ago didn’t change anything.

But what followed was a bit different.

[However, with just this ‘Mini Dragon’, it should be possible to call dragons back into the world.]

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