Reincarnated as a Genius Prodigy of a Prestigious Family - Chapter 335

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Reincarnated as a Legendary Talent Genius of a Noble Family Episode 335

219. What Kind of Training Is This

It wasn’t just the Southern Region that came looking.

The Eastern Territory, Western Region, and even Central Area came looking for Dane and the Northern alliance team.

But they all returned without achieving any results.

“Explosive popularity.”

“Indeed it is.”

Count Aldebaran, who was watching this, chuckled.

In that short time, four teams had visited, but ultimately the final victor was the North team.

What aspect of the North team could have moved Dane to act?

Well, that wasn’t an important fact.

“Are the training preparations ready?”

“Everything is complete.”

Now it was time for training to begin.

“Good. Let’s get started. You’ve confirmed the route thoroughly, right?”

“Yes. As long as they don’t stray from the designated path, there shouldn’t be any major problems.”

“We can’t have any deaths, so make sure to keep a close watch.”

By the way, this was the first time ‘deaths’ had been mentioned from Count Aldebaran’s mouth.

This meant that the training about to commence would be different from before.

“Have the priests on standby too, and make sure to provide plenty of spare equipment. How are the trainees’ conditions?”

“They’re probably a bit hungry, but in top condition.”

Count Aldebaran grinned wickedly.

“Right. And when they hear what’s waiting at the end of training, they’ll be even hungrier.”

Nobles.

Though many nobles had fallen or become poor after the war, in truth, nobles rarely went hungry compared to commoners.

They owned their own estates, taxes came in regularly, and they usually ran businesses on the side.

So the ‘hunger’ that the fellows participating in this camp were experiencing was probably a quite surprising and unpleasant experience.

On another note, these days something called ‘dieting’ was apparently trending around the capital.

What a strange thing.

“Well, let’s go see their shocked faces.”

With that, Count Aldebaran got up and headed to the training ground.

Dozens of ‘applicants’ gathered together.

And Count Aldebaran finally bringing up today’s training to them.

“Good morning. You’re all probably looking forward to this morning’s training. By the way, today’s training ends in one session.”

At those words, color returned to the camp participants’ faces.

What kind of day was today?

A single training session out of nowhere in a camp that had been grinding them through morning and afternoon sessions!

“Today’s training is simple. You just need to start from the designated location and reach the designated destination. There’s no particular military gear either. You’ll be looking at the scenery along the way and breathing some fresh air.”

Of course, not many people believed these words at face value.

Suddenly telling them to look at scenery and breathe fresh air?

This was unsettling.

“By the way, when you arrive, what you want most right now will be waiting for you.”

But that was only momentary.

Everyone got excited at those words.

Would this hunger finally be resolved?

Meanwhile, when Count Aldebaran gestured, other knights brought several large, elongated boxes and set them down in front.

Thud!

The boxes looked quite heavy.

And inside those boxes—

“…Aren’t those weapons?”

“Why are there weapons?”

“Isn’t this our first time handling weapons?”

They contained Empire standard military weapons including spears and swords.

Sorted by type, no less.

Rising anxiety.

Day four.

Until now, no training had involved using weapons.

Even though this was a Knight Order camp.

But giving them weapons now meant…

“Weapons are allowed unlimited per person. Take as many as you want.”

The way he spoke as if doing them a favor, and today’s atmosphere felt strangely different.

“Dane, something’s off.”

Milton, who sensed this, spoke to Dane, but Dane answered as if it wasn’t a big deal.

“Tell them to grab weapons. Whatever each person wants.”

“Could it be sparring?”

“Probably not. If it were, they would have given us practice ones.”

At a glance, those weren’t practice weapons. They were real military weapons with wickedly sharp edges.

Gulp.

Dry saliva went down involuntarily.

They must have swung weapons thousands, tens of thousands of times, so why was tension creeping in?

Clang.

Meanwhile, participants began picking up weapons one by one.

“Grab as many as possible. We don’t know what might happen.”

“Should we designate someone to handle weapons? They said to take as many as we want.”

Some teams grabbed armfuls of weapons, while others took one each, thinking what could possibly happen.

Dane’s team was right in the middle.

“Two weapons each that you’re most confident with. Any more than that will just be baggage.”

At Dane’s instruction, Diego, Benatio, and the entire North team obediently complied.

Only Benatio, being the sole user of dual swordsmanship, took four swords total.

Once all participants had taken weapons, Count Aldebaran gestured to the knights to clear away the weapon boxes, then finally spoke.

“Now, let me explain what you’re all most curious about.”

And at the words that followed, everyone was left speechless.

“From now on, you’ll be moving outside the Imperial Palace and departing for your destination along a designated path.”

Moving along a designated path to a destination.

Those words alone weren’t enough to grasp the situation yet.

And naturally, the process of simply following the path to reach the destination wouldn’t be smooth.

Since they’d even given weapons, it was guaranteed.

“What’s on that path?”

One impatient fellow raised his hand and asked.

He appeared to be from the Eastern team, and Count Aldebaran’s face instantly turned cold.

“Did those Eastern guys also learn that interrupting and cutting off speech is considered polite?”

“S-sorry.”

Perhaps because of Milton’s example from the first day of camp, the fellow who asked quickly shut his mouth.

Count Aldebaran, as if he’d let it slide, returned to the main point.

“It’s simple. Something will interfere with you along the way. You need to break through that interference and reach the destination.”

“…”

Still unhelpful and mysterious training.

But by this point, everyone seemed to accept it and move on.

Because all the training so far had been like that.

Of course, since they gave us weapons, it wouldn’t be easy.

“For reference, you don’t need to worry about dying.”

Then what about worrying about getting injured?

When everyone had that thought in their heads, Count Aldebaran added.

“Well, injuries can’t be helped if they happen. If limbs get cut off, the priests on standby will reattach them right away, so don’t worry. Oh, but if they’re chewed up or mangled so the cut is messy, we can’t reattach them, so keep that in mind.”

“….”

As he casually spouted such brutal words, everyone began to get nervous.

Some regretted their choices.

They should have brought more weapons.

Especially the North team under Dane felt this way.

“Damn, they said to only bring two we’re confident with.”

“Will this be enough…?”

On the other hand, the other side breathed sighs of relief.

The more weapons the better.

Since they didn’t know what would come out, it was perfect for dealing with things.

“And training performance will be evaluated on various items centered on the time it takes to reach the destination.”

Various items besides time.

At those words, the participants’ minds raced quickly.

“Almost every item you’re thinking of in your heads right now will be subject to evaluation.”

Teamwork?

Degree of injuries?

Food supplies consumed?

Condition of weapons?

Or maybe the number of injured?

So what kind of training was this exactly?

If it was simply a ‘march’, there would be no reason to bring weapons or scare people with talk of injuries.

“That’s all. I wish you good fortune in battle.”

He even wished them good fortune in battle.

While the participants fell into confusion, Dane instructed Diego, Benatio, and Milton.

“Pack all the camping supplies. All the food too.”

“…What exactly are you speculating?”

At Diego’s question, Dane summarized his speculation.

“If they told us to bring weapons, there must be at least some threat that requires weapons.”

“And?”

“If this is simply a training to move and go to a destination that won’t take long, the shoes of the knights escorting us would have been training shoes.”

At those words, Diego and Milton’s gazes turned to look at the feet of the knights waiting for them.

They weren’t training shoes.

Rather, they were closer to mountain gear.

“But they might have just worn them to be fully prepared, right?”

“That’s possible too.”

Then Dane pointed to the backpacks the knights were carrying.

“Would there be a reason to carry that level of military gear for a short distance?”

“…Ah.”

Milton and the other northern guys immediately nodded.

He was right.

Packing military gear of that weight meant assuming long-distance movement.

In that sense….

“We should prepare for at least a day or more. Maybe even two days or more if it’s long.”

At this point, fear came alive.

What kind of training could this be?

They brought weapons, the knights packed military gear, and the participants had to move to a designated location.

“We’ll find out the details as we go.”

Dane said that and stood up from his place.

At least what was fortunate was….

The fact that Dane was leading them.

“We’ll have to try somehow.”

Milton followed Dane with a sigh-mixed mutter.

Damn.

Surely we won’t die, right?

Bringing weapons meant there were threats on the way to the destination.

And what those threats were became clear soon enough.

They left the Imperial Palace, passed through the capital streets, and walked for half a day.

While walking through the capital streets there was murmuring from citizens, but that wasn’t important.

What mattered was that the place they arrived at after walking half a day was a ‘mountain’.

“Now, is everyone starting to get the idea?”

Count Aldebaran, who had guided us here with the other knights, grinned.

“This place is near the Imperial Capital, but along with the Habarosk Mountain Range, it’s considered one of the quite dangerous mountain ranges in the Empire.”

They wanted us to climb the mountain.

And not just any mountain, but this mountain range crawling with various threats, even if not as much as the Habarosk Mountain Range.

“Those who know will recognize this, but this is the ‘Tolone’ Mountain Range. There are quite a few monsters, and it’s a place where herb gatherers often go missing, so the Knight Order uses it as a training ground or Rangers conduct searches.”

Look at these guys.

They prepared something more interesting than expected.

“Therefore, you need to navigate through the threats of this place and ultimately reach the ‘Third Peak’. What you want will be there, and a knight who went up first will be waiting.”

Conclusion.

Climb the mountain and go to the summit, that’s what this meant.

While dealing with the threats encountered along the way one by one.

From climbing the Habarosk Mountain Range, I learned that what’s scary in mountains isn’t just monsters.

Wild beasts.

The cold that comes with darkness.

Other threats hard to anticipate.

And the fear that comes with all of those things.

Sure enough.

“Climb the mountain…?”

“Damn it. I didn’t expect this….”

“Not just any back mountain, but the Tolone Mountain Range…?”

“…What kind of training is this.”

Everyone had good reason to react this way.

The training level was quite high.

Of course, the Knight Order wouldn’t have prepared this without measures.

If they had any sense, they would have completed prior consultations with the Rangers, and though most wouldn’t notice, they would be tracking locations in real time.

Thinking about it, there probably wouldn’t be much real danger.

“Oh, and if you think it’s dangerous, shoot a signal flare. Don’t stupidly shoot it forward, shoot it upward.”

And even insurance for dangerous situations.

Of course, that didn’t reassure everyone.

“Da, Dane. Did you hear? They want us to climb the mountain, climb the mountain and go to the summit.”

I calmed down Diego, who was making a fuss as usual, with my gaze, then spoke to Benatio.

“Benatio, keep a good eye on this guy Diego.”

“Don’t worry, Senior. I’ll make sure his arm doesn’t fall off.”

“What, what do you mean! My arms feel like they’re about to fall off every day!”

“Wasn’t that the case?”

I immediately said to Milton.

“Have you climbed mountains before?”

“I’ve climbed the Northern Snow-capped Mountains a few times. Even reached the summit once.”

“Then there shouldn’t be any problem.”

Now we just need to climb up.

This brings back old memories.

Deserters hide in the mountains with very high probability.

And those deserters are caught by soldiers with very high probability.

There was even a time when we spent ten days climbing mountains to catch a single deserter who had important unit information.

So I’m familiar with mountains.

I’m not sure about the other guys, but they’ll get used to it gradually.

“We’re going to the summit without a single person falling behind.”

I added to this.

“We’re planning to climb faster than any other team, so let’s do our best.”

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