Reincarnated as a Genius Prodigy of a Prestigious Family - Chapter 337
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Reincarnated as a Legendary Talent Genius of a Noble Family Episode 337
221. The Reason for the Signal Flare (1)
What we immediately proceeded with after setting up camp was naturally perimeter guard duty and night watch.
The first shift was taken by those who were relatively intact in terms of stamina.
That would be Milton and me.
Benatio was fine too, but we had to prepare for when Milton and I would be asleep later.
It’s better to keep at least one trustworthy fellow in reserve.
“It’s cold.”
“Weren’t you from the Northern Region?”
“Mountains are just cold. You know that, right?”
“That’s true enough.”
Even as I said that, I wasn’t particularly cold.
“But you seem fine. It doesn’t look like you’re using mana either.”
“That’s right.”
“Do you happen to have ancestors from the Northern Region? I’m not sure if this is rude to ask.”
“I’m not sure about that, and I’m not particularly curious.”
It’s not like I’m wrapping mana around my exterior, so how should I put it.
I guess it’s thanks to the mana that naturally circulates throughout my body.
“You really are a fascinating fellow.”
At Milton’s words in this situation, I chuckled.
“Is that so?”
“Fascinating indeed. The leadership you possess at that age, not to mention your strength, and how you’ve already made your name known throughout the Empire…”
Then Milton asked.
“What’s your goal? It seems like you’d have some grand plan. Someone like you.”
“A grand plan.”
At his expectant look, I answered simply.
“I have one. A grand plan.”
“Can you tell me?”
“Living comfortably. With my family and friends.”
Cold water was poured on the eyes that had been expecting world conquest. What can I do? That’s really what it is.
“Living… comfortably. Then various things must be included in that process.”
His eyes seemed to plead for me to say yes.
That grand plans were included in that process.
For instance, joining a Knight Order to make a name and build some great achievement.
“That’s right. Various things are included.”
“I thought so. As expected, you’ll get the highest score in this camp and join a Knight Order…”
“Going on adventures with friends, enjoying Academy life, helping my sisters with their inventions and research, sparring with Father, things like that.”
“…”
I was going to say I wasn’t interested in joining a Knight Order, but I stopped because he seemed like he’d be truly disappointed.
He’s desperate while I alone act leisurely and uninterested – that won’t do.
Besides, hasn’t the North team come under my command now?
Even if I reveal it later, leading them without letting them get discouraged is more important right now.
“You really are peculiar.”
Earlier he said I was fascinating, now he says I’m peculiar.
“If I were in the position of eldest son of Sogress County… I would have done something different.”
“That could be the case.”
Well, then he’d become a typical noble boy. Not that I’m pursuing something uncommon though.
I just want to do what I find interesting.
“And yet you also make a name for yourself… Honestly, I’m envious. Being a second son, there were too many things I couldn’t even attempt from the start.”
Then he suddenly chuckled.
“Well, even if I had been the eldest son, I probably couldn’t have done it like you. It’s not exactly an easy thing to do.”
If I told him about various things, he’d look at me with suspicious eyes rather than surprise.
Well, they’re not things I’m asking anyone to believe anyway.
It doesn’t matter either way.
“Anyway, I plan to do well in this camp and… preferably not return to the Northern Region. Not immediately, at least.”
“If you join a Knight Order, when would you return?”
“After succeeding. I’d need to at least join the Imperial Knight Order and establish my position. Then my family couldn’t treat me with the same neglect as before. Of course, once I join the Imperial Knight Order, my deep ties with the Northern Region would be severed.”
From what I know, people from the Northern Region are generally born, raised, and die in the Northern Region.
To be more specific, they live for the Northern Region.
No, to put it bluntly…
They don’t like getting involved with the Imperial Palace.
Simply put, it’s opposition.
Should I call it pride?
“Anyway… coming here is practically the same as resolving to cut ties with the Northern Region.”
They are essentially standing on the edge of a cliff.
If they return to the Northern Region like this, they won’t be treated as ‘Northerners.’
The Northern Region is that kind of place.
A place with tremendous loyalty to the Empire, but strangely not on good terms with the Imperial Palace and other regions.
Yet when there’s a need to protect the Empire, they step forward in some way… Should I call it practically a different nation?
I’d be executed the moment I say that out loud though.
“We don’t mind being used politically. We were just frustrated about rotting away in the Northern Region without being able to spread our wings.”
For example, does he mean ‘traitors’ born from the Northern Region?
Well, it doesn’t matter either way.
“I just wanted to talk about it.”
“I see. Right.”
“You’re quite calm about it. This is a story I couldn’t tell anyone else except those guys.”
I tilted my head at those words.
“It’s not an important fact to me, is it?”
“…Now that I think about it, you’re right. But I thought there must be a reason you’re helping us.”
“It’s not helping, we’re doing this together. The timing just worked out.”
Milton, momentarily dazed, quietly mulled over my words.
“Doing it together… That’s a nice way to put it.”
Meanwhile, I gazed intently at the place where the signal flare had gone off earlier.
What could it have been?
Under normal circumstances, there wouldn’t be a reason to set off a signal flare.
Even if it doesn’t seem like it, most of the guys who came here are desperate.
So setting off a signal flare, which essentially means ‘elimination,’ wouldn’t have been an easy decision.
“By the way Dane, what was that signal flare from earlier?”
Milton seems to be thinking the same thing as me.
“Who knows.”
A trap that the Knight Order might have prepared just in case?
Or internal strife?
Or forced signal flare setting due to checks between different teams?
I’m not sure.
It’s about half a day to the summit now.
We’ll wake up in the morning, start climbing the mountain, and arrive around a little past noon.
When we arrive, there will probably be food…
“It would be perfect if we could eat our fill.”
As Milton just said, if there really were food supplies, that would be possible.
But what I’m thinking about now is a different problem.
Earlier, when I went to gather mornit, I detected that mysterious presence.
If it’s just a simple magical beast, it doesn’t really matter.
Magical beasts living in mountains is as natural as trees growing.
But what’s more important is that I don’t leave my position and focus on the ‘camp’.
Even at this moment, the knights are probably watching.
Like those two people hiding in the grass field not far away.
“What are you looking at?”
“Nothing. Nothing at all.”
They probably don’t know.
The fact that they’d be detected from this distance.
Still, rather than acting like I know, it’s naturally better to pretend I don’t and play along.
In the same sense…
There’s no need to escape the situation either.
As long as it’s not a dangerous situation.
“Let’s just think about reaching the summit tomorrow.”
“We should. But if the fourth day of training is this bad… I can’t even imagine what the other trainings will be like.”
Night was deepening amid Milton’s complaints.
The next day came, and nothing particular happened during the night.
After checking personal conditions, we started climbing, and everyone’s steps were noticeably lighter.
After eating a few mornit we picked last night for breakfast, we barely heard any complaints about being hungry.
Anyway, now all that’s left is to really reach the summit.
But the two gazes I felt until last night are no longer detected.
Did they withdraw as we got closer to the summit?
Well, I’m not sure, but it doesn’t seem like they would do that.
What exactly is happening?
But then it happened.
Boom!
Had it been about 30 minutes since we started?
This time a signal flare burst not far away.
At that moment, everyone’s footsteps stopped as if by agreement.
Two teams had already been eliminated.
“Milton.”
At my call, Milton immediately understood and shouted to the northerners.
“Keep moving!”
Getting shaken now is meaningless.
Going up is all that matters.
Even while leading ahead, I periodically checked the situation by looking back.
Preparing for any possible situation.
And one more thing here.
“Benatio.”
“Yes, Senior.”
“Take the rear.”
“Understood.”
The rear is most vulnerable to surprise attacks.
So I’m positioning Benatio there, when Milton approached and asked.
“What’s suddenly going on?”
“Preparation for any possible situation.”
“Any possible situation?”
Milton doesn’t seem to get it.
But considering the cases of me and my friends where something always happened whenever we did anything…
It wouldn’t hurt to be prepared.
Two hours later.
We were taking a brief rest.
“Phew. Really not much left now.”
While Milton was wiping his sweat, I quickly stood up.
And-
“Get down.”
While telling Milton, I picked up a stone from the ground and threw it with all my strength.
The sound that followed wasn’t the sound of a stone falling helplessly into the grass field.
Thud!
The sound of something in the grass field being hit.
Precisely, it was the sound of something passing through the grass field being hit-
“Ugh!”
A scream burst out.
A human scream.
“Combat ready!”
Amid Milton’s shout as everyone drew their weapons, I kicked off the ground and leaped into the grass field.
Then I saw a blade extending toward me.
Clang!
I instantly drew my sword and struck that blade to the right, then rushed in and kicked ‘the man’.
“Gah!”
With the feeling of something catching on my sole, another scream burst out.
And what was revealed was indeed a person.
However, it’s definitely not the knight who was watching us until yesterday.
The man wore clothing I recognized.
Clothing I had seen in my previous life.
“What are you doing?”
I asked.
But not in Alteon language, but in another language.
Then the man’s eyes shook seriously wide.
Why?
Right now that fellow is wearing clothing that shouldn’t be shown here under normal circumstances.
And what I just said is the language used in places where that clothing is mainly worn.
Look at this.
Something did happen, but it’s kind of funny.
“Surround him!”
The rest of the guys rushed over in the meantime.
But then, when the man’s hand twitched-
Boom!
Smoke screens burst in all directions.
“Cough! Cough!”
“It’s so spicy!”
“It’s a smoke screen!”
Amid the screams flowing out, I caught sight of the man trying to move.
“Milton, lead the rest to the summit. I’ll chase the man alone.”
“Cough, cough! What, what did you say? Alone?”
“Benatio.”
“Yes, Senior. I understand.”
“Dane, damn it!”
There was no more time to respond to Milton.
I broke through the smoke screen and chased after the man.
What could it be, really.
Some kind of ‘interference’ prepared by the Knight Order?
No.
“It’s a bit too nasty for that.”
Don’t tell me they’d put in interference ‘dressed in Drenick Ranger gear’?
It seems like…
A third party has intruded into this camp.
A person.
And something else that passed through the grass field.
So, I could have stopped the smoke screen from going off, but I deliberately chose to ‘follow’ the man instead.
If that fellow hadn’t been wearing Drenick Ranger gear, I would have subdued him already, but…
It’s getting interesting.
My previous life suddenly comes flooding back too.
Thud!
I kicked off the ground hard.
With the corners of my mouth curling up from the surging curiosity.
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