Reincarnated as a Genius Prodigy of a Prestigious Family - Chapter 328

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Reincarnated as a Legendary Talent Genius of a Noble Family Episode 328

214. Imperial Knight Camp (2)

The Silron Marquis House.

Though they’re capital nobles, their reputation isn’t particularly high.

Of course, being a noble living in the capital itself provides considerable help to one’s reputation, but there are always exceptions.

-Or so I think I learned.

That’s the case with the Silron Marquis House.

“Have you heard my name?”

“No.”

“I see…”

The fellow seemed to become dejected, but soon opened his mouth again.

“S-soon you’ll know. I’m going to achieve excellent results in this camp and definitely, definitely, definitely get into the knight order!”

“Sure.”

“…Really haven’t heard my name?”

“Nope.”

I just need to know the family name, why should I memorize every single one?

Unless it’s the night before a ball.

Of course, I remember all the names I’ve learned.

But the fact that I truly can’t remember proves that the Silron Marquis House has very low influence in the capital.

They’re that ‘unimportant,’ or more precisely, a family not particularly recognized even among nobles.

Because they were pushed out in power struggles.

Well, that’s their situation, and I don’t evaluate them that way.

“I will definitely raise my family.”

“Sure. I see.”

“I will definitely prove myself and revive the family in my generation, restoring our former glory.”

“I hope it works out well.”

“Right, I knew you’d understand. Dane Sogress, I heard rumors you were quite arrogant.”

Ah, is that so.

This blonde fellow chattered nonstop after that.

To the extent that even I, who usually maintains composure and stays calm, began considering whether I should request a carriage change.

“…In this camp, all sorts of fellows from across the Empire will gather. Children from ruined families like me… no, from despised families…”

Meanwhile, I focused on the sounds coming from outside the carriage.

“Damn, ride together? What the hell is this…”

“We do not tolerate disturbances. If you don’t wish to board, you may leave immediately.”

One by one, it seems other entrants besides me and this fellow are boarding.

Most express outrage at having to ride crammed together in this carriage.

“Damn, wasn’t this a camp? If it’s a camp, reasonably…”

“Using crude language is also included in disturbances.”

“…”

Listening to the voices from outside, I suddenly chuckled.

It reminds me of my previous life.

That’s how it was when new recruits came in.

Since recruits came from various places, they were treated several times more harshly than this.

“Why are you laughing?”

Then Diego Silron asked.

“As expected, talking with me is fun, right? Thanks to my eloquence, there were so many young ladies chasing after me.”

It seems more convincing that they were chasing him to demand compensation for ear damage from listening.

Anyway, the commotion outside quickly died down.

The sound of people boarding empty carriages in turn could be heard-

“What, someone was here first. Is this really all there is?”

People began boarding our carriage too.

“Please board.”

“Can’t be helped. This damn capital really…”

Then the fellow who entered was slender but quite tall.

That fierce-looking fellow looked around the carriage and immediately frowned.

“This isn’t even a chicken coop. Damn. If I knew it would be like this, I should have come earlier. The other carriages are full. Hey, everyone get in!”

And then several more fellows boarded.

The carriage that Diego and I were in became packed with all eight people.

The fellow glanced at me and tilted his head.

“I’ve heard that appearance somewhere, silver hair means… Sogress? Right, that’s it. Dane Sogress. I heard rumors, but I never thought you’d actually come.”

Then he suddenly grinned and extended his hand.

“Nice to meet you. I’m the second son of the northern Dallahan Count House, Milton Dallahan.”

“I’m Dane Sogress. From the Sogress Count House…”

“The eldest son and the genius famous throughout the entire Empire. Well, it’s fortunate to be in this carriage.”

The fellow kept grinning.

“This camp will obviously have you at the top level. In that sense, would you like to join us?”

Wondering what he meant, I didn’t answer, so the fellow quickly continued.

“This camp has the purpose of selecting outstanding fellows, and in that process, they observe teamwork.”

Ah.

I roughly understand.

So it’s a scouting proposal.

“It’s a kind of scouting proposal. How about it?”

I looked at the faces of these fellows.

Distinctive clothing styles.

They’re all fellows from the north.

“By the way, we’ve already formed a team. All from the north. We northerners usually stick together, but you’d be different.”

I considered one possibility.

Considering the characteristic hostility of northern people toward the capital, the fact that northern noble family children gathered together to participate in an ‘Imperial Knight Order’ camp means…

“And as you’ve probably noticed, we’re all not eldest sons. Just look at me, I’m a second son.”

This means they’re fellows distanced from the center of power.

“Anyway, countless fellows will make proposals to you. To join their ‘teams.’ Though it’s not an officially existing rule, everyone who comes to camp participates in ‘teams.'”

Therefore, it seems I’ll receive numerous scouting proposals going forward.

Without me having to mention it, I’ll be the strongest among the fellows gathered at this camp.

But-

“No. I’m not interested.”

Paradoxically, I’m not interested in forming such teams.

“…Why?”

Because my purpose isn’t to join the Imperial Knight Order.

And I came here to have an interesting time, not to compete by dividing into factions.

Of course, explaining all this would be lengthy, so I answered simply.

“Because I’m not interested.”

“…”

The fellow looked at me with a dumbfounded expression, and meanwhile Diego, who was beside us, suddenly jumped out.

“W-what about me? I’m Diego Silron from the renowned Diego Marquis House in the capital!”

“Ah. You mean that pushed-out family?”

“…”

At the following mockery, Diego immediately became quiet.

“Even though we gathered as second sons, that level isn’t enough to break our principles.”

Now Milton was grinning wickedly instead of just smirking.

He turned his head back toward me.

“Dane, did you already receive an offer before we came? Be honest with us. We can give you something even better than that.”

I became curious.

What could these guys who ignore Diego Silron possibly offer to catch my interest?

“Say anything. We’ll do whatever we can if it’s something we can grant.”

But not making an offer first and saying this instead means either they’re overconfident or they don’t have much to offer – one of the two.

These guys fall into both categories.

So I didn’t change my answer.

“Not particularly interested.”

“…Even for you, performing this camp program alone would be nearly impossible.”

“That’s something we’ll see when the time comes.”

Clank.

Meanwhile, the carriage departed.

At the same time, a cold tension filled the air.

Of course, that only applied to their side.

There was no change whatsoever in my heartbeat.

I crossed my arms and closed my eyes.

Whether it was Diego or those guys.

Hoping they wouldn’t disturb my rest with useless chatter.

Imperial Knight Camp.

This event, held both to secure talent in advance and to assess the current situation of families across the continent, was celebrating its 20th anniversary this year.

‘I wonder what kind of fellows will come in this time.’

And the person who took on the role of supervisor for this camp was the eldest son of the Aldebar family and a member of the Imperial Second Knight Order, Simon Aldebar.

Count Aldebaran was hoping that this time, at least, things would end well without any incidents.

“The problem is there’s too much competition, that’s the problem.”

He muttered as if fed up.

It was indeed a problem if you could call it that.

From all across the Empire, everyone comes with hopes of joining the Imperial Knight Order.

A few come to build connections or for pure training purposes, but they’re a tiny minority.

Most ultimately have the goal of catching the Imperial Knight Order’s eye and using that as a foundation to join the Imperial Knight Order.

So accidents often happen.

Cases of fighting and brawling due to excessive rivalry are common, and that resentment continues even after leaving the camp.

Incidentally, the previous camp session even had a bloodshed incident.

Though it was somehow handled well, if such a thing happens again…

“No, no. I must do well.”

This is a camp that His Majesty the Emperor himself is watching.

Moreover…

This time, the greatest talent in history is participating in this camp.

“Is this the first time Sogress County is participating?”

Two of the Empire’s most prominent great nobles.

Duke Termion House.

And Sogress County.

Some even regard Sogress County as above Termion.

Because they reign as the leader of nobles in the south with its abundant resources and warm nature

However, the problem isn’t this background.

The boy favored by His Majesty the Emperor.

The Empire’s greatest talent.

More specifically, a boy with the greatest talent in swordsmanship, magic, spear arts, and summoning arts.

“How can such a fellow exist.”

Count Aldebaran guessed that was an exaggerated rumor.

He had heard the stories.

But rumors tend to be exaggerated often.

He would know when he saw for himself.

“Count Aldebaran, all participants have completed their admission.”

Then came the report.

“Good work. Keep a close watch at all times. We never know when His Majesty the Emperor might come for an inspection.”

His Majesty the Emperor is an unpredictable person.

If he were to see them fighting…

No, he’s someone who might suddenly burst into laughter and say he likes it, but still, what can be avoided should be avoided.

Didn’t the old saying tell us to avoid sudden showers?

“How are the participants?”

“As expected, not much different from previous sessions. Factions have already formed.”

Count Aldebaran chuckled.

“In the end, only one or two at most will remain.”

It had always been that way.

Every time the camp proceeded, they divided into sides and cooperated for their own reasons.

But in the end, only one or two people were chosen and recorded the highest scores.

The rest?

If they’re lucky they might stand out, but most are essentially ‘eliminated.’

Of course, this camp isn’t about distinguishing ‘failures’ from ‘successes,’ but it doesn’t align with the ‘knight order’ goal that most participants have.

“Which ones stand out?”

“This time they’re also divided by region, with the north and east being most notable.”

“North and east. Places that aren’t very friendly with the capital.”

The north is a frigid land where their own laws are valued more.

The east because war is still ongoing there.

“What about the west?”

“The western side has grouped together, but they don’t seem to have much organizational power.”

“Hmm. I see. Then what about the south?”

Count Aldebaran naturally thought that fellow would belong to the south.

But that wasn’t the case.

“The southern side is… a bit ambiguous.”

“Ambiguous?”

“Yes. It seems Dane Sogress didn’t go to the southern side.”

“…What did you say?”

Count Aldebaran furrowed his brow.

“The heir of Sogress County, the center of southern nobles, isn’t associating with the southern guys?”

Then the north?

Or the east?

Or perhaps… did he form a third faction?

“He didn’t go to any side. It looks like he intends to stay alone.”

Count Aldebaran’s expression was colored with bewilderment.

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