Reincarnated as a Genius Prodigy of a Prestigious Family - Chapter 318

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Reincarnated as a Legendary Talent Genius of a Noble Family Episode 318

205. Right, Karnas?

The Mini Golem temporarily left my care.

In other words, it became Big Sister’s teacher.

Big Sister wanted to keep the Mini Golem in her workshop, and the Mini Golem also wanted to quickly create a rechargeable mana stone to attach to its own body.

Both sides reached an agreement for the duration this would take.

In the meantime, I finally wrapped up my brief expedition and returned to fulfilling my duties as a student.

“You’ve been through some unbelievable things.”

And Professor Cross, who heard my expedition story, showed the expected reaction of amazement.

The objects of his amazement were naturally the golem and the story about the Ancient Arcana Kingdom.

“Dekanius. That’s a name I’m hearing for the first time.”

Professor Cross looked at me with envy.

“Stories of Arcana that others couldn’t decipher even after dedicating decades or centuries pour down on you like a waterfall.”

Tell me about it.

It’s not like I specifically went looking for them – these are just things that started from the ancient mana concentrate.

If I hadn’t gone to the Garden of Mist and met Ernest, and thus didn’t know about the existence of the ancient mana concentrate, what would I be doing now?

“A golem… how very intriguing.”

In the midst of this, Professor Cross, like a true mage, showed interest in the Mini Golem and golem creation technology.

So I prepared something.

“This is a gift.”

“This is…”

“It’s the core that formed the center of the golem I mentioned.”

The Golem’s Core.

As long as I have the Mini Golem, it’s not particularly necessary for me.

Big Sister feels the same way.

So rather than leaving it neglected in subspace, it’s better for it to go to someone trustworthy.

I considered Sidrain too, but he seems to have completely switched careers to businessman lately…

Above all, the only people who might ‘understand’ the structure of a golem’s core seem to be Big Sister or Professor Cross.

“I’ve got myself one exceptional disciple.”

“It’s still too early to be surprised.”

The second thing I took out was a demon essence.

Moreover, a demon essence I had personally crafted.

It was just extracted demonic energy from those guys bundled together, but I’m the only person who can do this now, being able to read mana flow.

“Hmm…”

Thanks to this, Professor Cross was impressed in a different way than before.

“This is quite a dangerous item.”

“But it’s not that dangerous an item. Since you’re a lich.”

“…I’m reminded of facts I sometimes forget.”

Professor Cross is a lich.

In other words, he’s in a position where he can maintain human appearance thanks to his powerful strength.

Therefore, he’s an existence slightly closer to demonic energy than divine power.

If you think about it, he’s actually closer to being a demon than those black mages the guys mentioned.

“I mustn’t indulge too much. It could amplify inner wickedness. I can feel it just by touching it.”

“For example?”

“Like having a very delicious tart in front of me, but not giving you any and eating it all by myself?”

“That’s incredibly wicked.”

If there’s someone like that, I shouldn’t associate with them. I’m serious.

Since the topic came up, I also brought up the story of black mages.

“Probably mages who came into contact with demonic energy fell into irresistible temptation. Of course, if you think about it, it was involuntary.”

“If it was involuntary…”

“All humans carry at least a tiny bit of evil within them. Nothing grand, just small things. Demonic energy amplifies that wickedness.”

In the end, black mages came to contact demonic energy because of demons, and inevitably came to be called black mages.

“Of course, there are exceptions. There were also those guys who went looking for it themselves after hearing they could become stronger.”

Such people deserve no sympathy.

“If they’re still alive, their power would probably be very weak now. Since there are hardly any demons left in this world, who were the foundation of demonic energy.”

“I see.”

“Even the remaining ones were all dealt with by you kids’ expedition team, so what’s left?”

Professor Cross chuckled as he said this.

“By the way, undergraduate students faced several demons and returned without a single death or major injury. Who would believe this?”

I chuckled back.

It is quite remarkable when you think about it.

Meeting demons at this age, even fighting them.

Well, it’s still the life I wanted though.

I still have friends by my side, family, and people to be with.

“Right, Karnas?”

“Kyuuk?”

Karnas poked his face out and tilted his head.

I was smiling at how cute he looked when…

“…What is that thing? Are you raising it?”

Ah, right.

Professor Cross doesn’t know, does he?

Whatever.

I answered simply.

“It’s a dragon.”

“Don’t think I’ll believe everything?”

“It’s true though.”

“…Really? Really a dragon?”

“Yes. Right, Karnas?”

“Kyuuk!”

I learned something new today.

That even a lich can let out such a high-pitched scream.

The ‘Romance’ club members who returned to daily life were each devoted to their duties.

Especially since midterm exams were approaching, everyone had almost forgotten the sweet taste of adventure.

“If we could substitute exploration for exams, we’d definitely get perfect scores.”

As Ernest said, we defeated demons, faced golems, and even obtained secrets others couldn’t imagine.

But right now, we’re academy undergraduates focused on preparing for midterm exams to solve immediate test problems.

Of course, even if that weren’t the case, an exam is an exam, and exams are very painful things.

“Only Dane is relaxed.”

“Why does that guy always get good scores when he doesn’t even seem to be doing anything?”

“Because he’s a genius?”

“Must be?”

And the one person everyone envied, Dane, was currently devoted to reading ancient Arcana texts instead of studying for exams.

To be precise, after finishing all his exam studying, he had piled up the books he’d studied next to him and was doing this.

“What are you looking at, Dane?”

Finally, Leila, who couldn’t overcome her curiosity – in other words, couldn’t stand the boredom of exam studying – approached and casually asked.

“Stories related to demons.”

“Demons?”

“Yeah. I think I need to go to the Western Desert.”

“…Did our next expedition get decided without me knowing?”

Of course, it wasn’t a matter of feeling left out.

The key point was the Western Desert.

“During vacation again…”

“We’ll be having exciting adventures.”

“…”

Leila had a “whatever happens, happens” attitude.

Well, it would be fun to follow along…

But wasn’t the Western Desert a bit too much?

Almost the entire vacation would disappear.

“What’s there when we go?”

“Like I mentioned before, the place where demons used to live.”

Dane snapped the book shut.

“If we go there, we can uncover the demons’ secrets and learn various other things.”

What he added after that was this:

“I don’t trust what those guys said.”

“You don’t trust them?”

“They said they were the last demons, but I don’t think that’s true.”

Arcana’s texts stated that demons lied as naturally as eating and had no integrity.

While lying itself wasn’t particularly impressive, it meant demons did so as a racial characteristic.

“Then demons might still…”

“Still remain in this world.”

“So we’re going to eliminate demons?”

Dane shook his head.

“Rather than that reason, I’m curious about what they left behind. It’s curiosity. If there are demons, I’ll deal with them while I’m at it.”

While he’s at it.

How many people could casually say such things about facing demons?

Even Leila had barely managed to win against a demon that had lost most of its power, and only after receiving Dane’s mana and amplifying her own mana more than twice its usual strength.

Even then, she was so exhausted after the fight that facing one more would have been impossible.

But why was it?

Thinking about fighting them again made her heart race a little.

Since that time…

She could somewhat feel that her skills had improved.

“I am curious.”

“Before that, let’s focus on doing well on our exams. We need to take final exams to have vacation, and we haven’t even taken midterms yet.”

“You’re such a killjoy.”

Leila grumbled but obediently returned to her seat and opened her book again.

The tedious Introduction to Swordsmanship.

Meanwhile, Dane looked at the book Leila was reading and thought about Professor Esteranza’s lecture he was attending.

“The midterm practical exam was supposed to be guest sparring, wasn’t it?”

Demonstrating the swordsmanship learned through combat with dolls by sparring with an invited expert.

That was what the exam subject was supposed to be.

Though it wasn’t revealed who the invited expert would be, it wasn’t particularly important information for Dane.

He just needed to show and prove his skills.

And he heard that undergraduate students who achieved excellent grades on this exam would be given a separate opportunity to take an ‘admission test’…

This too was kept secret – which organization would make the offer.

Whatever it was, he’d find out when he got there.

And so, a few days later-

Finally, the day of Professor Esteranza’s lecture midterm practical exam arrived.

“I will now introduce the invited expert who will assist with today’s exam.”

The invited expert was quite a big shot.

“I am Aren Domont, General Knight of the Imperial 2nd Knight Order. It is an honor to meet the warriors who will be responsible for the Empire’s future.”

The Imperial 2nd Knight Order.

In the Imperial Palace where up to 4 Knight Orders existed, being the 2nd Knight Order meant unquestionable prestige, and being a ‘General Knight’ ranked 3rd in hierarchy made it even more so.

Even newly enlisted regular knights were guaranteed wealth and honor.

Thanks to this, the gazes of the Swordsmanship Department students looking at Sir Domont were filled with awe and envy.

“The 2nd Knight Order… Could I possibly get in?”

“So envious… Getting in there would bring glory to one’s family.”

No matter how high one’s family reputation was, entering an Imperial Knight Order was a different story.

Pure skill was required.

Of course, recommendation letters and usual conduct were also important…

Considering that recommendation letters were written based on usual conduct and skill, there was absolutely no way to enter an Imperial Knight Order by luck.

“I will explain today’s exam. As announced, the exam will be conducted over two days. Group 1 will take their sparring matches sequentially first, and then Group 2 will spar the next day.”

Professor Esteranza’s explanation continued.

“Grading will be conducted immediately after sparring, with Sir Domont and myself combining our opinions. However, separate conditions apply for providing admission test opportunities.”

Separate conditions.

At those words, the students’ ears perked up.

“The separate condition is to inflict damage on Sir Domont’s armor.”

Inflicting damage on the armor.

Some eyes sparkled, while others looked disappointed.

It was a coexistence of thoughts – that inflicting damage on armor was somehow manageable versus thinking it was impossible.

“Of course, if you achieve results beyond just inflicting damage, the story might be different.”

At Sir Domont’s follow-up comment, everyone’s eyes gleamed.

Even with skill, entering an Imperial Knight Order required proper recommendation letters and long waiting periods until vacancies opened.

Therefore, this was an opportunity.

A chance to prove one’s skill and possibly receive a recommendation.

Of course, there was a fact that everyone except the senior upperclassmen didn’t know.

The point that not many undergraduate students had gained the ‘opportunity’ to take admission tests through such situations.

Most importantly…

“For reference, in the past 5 years, only one student has managed to damage the armor of invited experts dispatched by our Knight Order.”

The point that invited experts never went easy on them.

“My goodness…”

“How are the exam scores going to turn out…?”

Amid the murmuring, only one person sat with a calm expression.

‘This time won’t be much different from the other guys.’

The person Professor Esteranza was subtly glaring at.

It was none other than Dane Sogress.

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