Reincarnated as a Genius Prodigy of a Prestigious Family - Chapter 338

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Reincarnated as a Legendary Talent Genius of a Noble Family Episode 338

221. The Reason for the Signal Flare (2)

The Imperial Knight Camp boasts a long-standing tradition.

What this means is that its effectiveness and safety have been proven over time.

There have even been no dropouts during the camp program process. In a way, that’s a brutal statement. Because they drag everyone through somehow.

But looking at it from the opposite perspective, it means it’s that ‘safe’.

It means that while injuries may occur during the program process, there are no deaths or anyone who suffers serious injuries requiring retirement consideration.

Look, even now there’s a priest standing by like this.

However, if there’s a problem…

“It’s poisoning. We need to move them to the temple immediately and begin detoxification procedures.”

That tradition is about to be broken now.

“Poisoning?”

“Time is of the essence.”

“Damn it.”

Count Aldebaran shouted.

“Move the injured immediately! It’s urgent!”

Knights rushed in frantically, each carrying the injured on their backs or loading them onto stretchers.

The method of transport doesn’t matter. They need to get to the temple first.

“What on earth happened…”

It’s just a simple test.

The Tolone Mountain Range has monsters, poisonous mushrooms, and the cold that comes at night.

But all the participants are skilled enough to handle monsters to some degree – at least 3-core level practitioners.

As for poisonous mushrooms, they’ve been cleared from all routes.

Even if there were any, there’s no fool who would eat them.

Knights and Rangers who had coordinated in advance are even hidden everywhere, keeping watch.

The cold goes without saying.

Everyone packed sleeping bags.

But what on earth is this situation?

No matter how you look at it, this isn’t an environment where trouble should occur, so why?

“Count Aldebaran, we just received contact from the Rangers. All members of the 4th Mountain Squad are similarly poisoned, and three of them are in critical condition.”

“Damn it…”

Even the Rangers they had coordinated with are poisoned.

Not only that.

“What about our men?”

“We can only hope they’re safe.”

The Knights are the same.

This is a disaster.

The Imperial Knight Order and the Empire’s Mountain Rangers have been attacked.

An unprecedented situation unless it’s wartime.

Moreover-

“We just received contact from the temple. They say it might not be solvable with divine power alone.”

It was like a bolt from the blue.

This is a major incident.

Something unbelievable is happening right now.

And it’s a completely unpredictable event.

But Count Aldebaran, befitting his role as the person in charge, quickly issued orders.

“Contact Otiere Pharmaceuticals to urgently inquire if antidote production is possible, and submit an oral report immediately.”

“Understood.”

“Not a single person must die. What about the tracking team?”

“Reports are coming in every 10 minutes.”

“Tell them to continue tracking. Are the Ranger squads joining as well?”

“They’re expected to conduct independent tracking.”

Good.

Whatever bastard this is, when they’re caught…

“What about the remaining participants?”

“As reported, the eastern and western teams have each been hit, and Knights have contacted the southern team and capital team, who are currently descending the mountain.”

A total of two signal flares were fired by the eastern and western teams.

Fortunately, the capital team and southern team have been contacted and reached.

However-

“What about Dane’s team and the northern team?”

“We haven’t received contact yet. We suspect the Knights assigned to surveillance have already been hit or haven’t discovered them yet…”

“Damn it.”

The former is probably more likely.

The routes have already been traversed dozens of times by Knights during training. So not discovering them doesn’t make sense.

“Contact them.”

“Count Aldebaran.”

“We have no choice. I’ll take responsibility.”

“…”

The Knight hesitates despite it being an order at the mention of ‘them’.

That’s understandable, since they’re a very special group that should rarely need to be contacted.

But there’s no alternative.

The Knight immediately opened the communication crystal and handed it to Count Aldebaran.

“You’re connected now.”

The connected party is-

“This is Simon Aldebar of the Imperial Knight Order 2nd Division.”

-This is the Imperial Intelligence contact department. What’s the matter?

It was the Imperial Intelligence.

Count Aldebaran suppressed his tense heart and calmly explained the situation.

“…For these reasons, we currently need support and tracking assistance.”

They said to avoid getting involved with Intelligence if possible, but in situations like this requiring swift action, there’s no choice.

Even if he gets scolded later, what can be done?

But a completely unexpected answer came back.

-We are already aware of this matter and conducting our own investigation.

Already aware?

Conducting their own investigation?

-Dane Sogress’s team is currently safe. They’re heading toward the summit as per training, so take note.

“Th-the summit?”

Heading toward the summit?

Then does that mean they don’t know the program has been suspended?

-Focus on treating the poisoned. Over.【/</p】

Count Aldebaran was stunned by the abruptly cut communication.

The Knight beside him who heard the conversation was the same.

“Ah, Count Aldebaran.”

“…Is this what Intelligence is like after all?”

He’s at a loss for words.

They’ve already completed understanding the incident and are conducting their own investigation.

They said they exist everywhere, and those words were true.

But there’s an even more surprising fact than that.

“These crazy bastards should be descending the mountain, so why do they keep going toward the summit…?”

The program has essentially ended at this point.

Any normal person should have caught on by now, but are they doing this even knowing that?

“What the hell are those guys doing?”

Dane Sogress.

I knew he was an impressive fellow, but he’s impressive in many ways.

“What should we do?”

“…Send only two members. As fast as possible. Damn it, if something happens to Dane Sogress, this won’t end here.”

“Then?”

“Of course His Majesty the Emperor will come to destroy us personally!”

At those words, the member’s face turned pale.

The boy who is favored by none other than His Majesty the Emperor.

That boy got poisoned during the Imperial Knight Camp program?

‘The Imperial Knight Order and everything else will be finished.’

It would only be a matter of time before that madness, which had been quiet lately, resurfaces.

“Count Aldebaran.”

He made his decision.

To find Dane Sogress before something bigger happens.

“Damn it, you, you, follow me right now. We’re tracking Dane Sogress’s team!”

After tracking for about ten minutes, I came to one conclusion.

That fellow is not a Drenic Ranger.

Actually, I had been somewhat suspicious from the moment we met.

If he were truly a ‘Ranger’ who had infiltrated enemy territory on some mission, there would be no reason to wear regulation uniform.

Because he shouldn’t stand out.

Rangers even modify their uniforms according to their personal preferences. They cut off sleeves, attach other things, or even tear them.

There’s no one who wears the uniform as is.

But the uniform of the fellow I’m tracking from a distance…

“It’s too regulation.”

It’s like that of a rookie ranger who just received freshly made clothes.

But he can’t be a rookie ranger.

Would they send such a person to infiltrate an enemy country, especially a mortal enemy nation they fought a great war against?

And one more decisive thing.

That fellow shows none of the habits of a ranger.

More precisely, his movements are unbelievably straightforward for a Drenic Ranger, and he’s not skilled at mountain climbing either.

The Drenic Rangers I’ve seen were no different from beasts living in the mountains.

“Let’s see.”

I continued to chase the fellow for now.

Keeping some distance while watching him.

By the way, the fellow probably doesn’t know I’m following him.

Thud!

After raising dust and passing between trees for another twenty minutes.

Finally, the fellow stopped.

I closed the distance a bit more, then hid in a tree and focused on him.

What came out of the fellow’s mouth as he caught his breath was, naturally, Alteonian.

“Huff, gasp. Whew, haa. Damn, what kind of guy was that?”

Right, that’s what I thought.

The extremely contradictory situation of wearing Drenic Ranger uniform while speaking Alteonian.

The man looked back, glanced around, then sat down heavily.

“This should be fine.”

Then suddenly he took off the ranger uniform and threw it away carelessly.

Not hiding it in grass, burying it, or burning it, but leaving it like that…

Meanwhile, the fellow wiped his flowing sweat and took something out from his chest.

It was a well-rolled parchment.

Nothing was written on it, but when the fellow stared at the parchment for a moment, letters appeared.

“Mana.”

A method where specific letters appear when authorized mana is injected.

It’s mainly used for security purposes, but thinking about it conversely, that means it’s an important document.

“This should be enough.”

The fellow looked at what was written on the parchment and seemed to check something, nodding his head, then rolled up the parchment again and put it back in his chest.

After that, the fellow started running again.

In a different direction from before.

A basic method of shaking off pursuers.

But what can he do.

The pursuer is right above his head.

I mentally thanked Mother while maintaining stealth and following him.

A thought did cross my mind during this, but I quickly dismissed it.

Anyway, as long as Benatio is there, that side shouldn’t have any major problems.

“How far is he going to go.”

We’re getting farther and farther from the route we were originally climbing.

Indeed, what could his purpose be.

In my opinion, it’s probably…

“Does he want war?”

If he deliberately wore Drenic mountain ranger uniform to cause trouble, his intention is clear.

Conflict.

Or triggering a ‘misunderstanding.’

If that’s the case, it’s possible to assume that those who could ‘benefit’ from this orchestrated it.

“The scale is bigger than I thought?”

As always, the things I get involved in or cause are all large in scale.

Well, it doesn’t matter.

What’s important is the fact that something is happening right now, and-

“You’re late.”

“Damn, gasp. I almost got caught.”

“We move immediately. This is the final stage now.”

The fact that there’s more than one or two who caused this trouble.

Five in total.

Plus one more.

It’s not just people.

“Grrr.”

There’s something.

Something quite large that the guys have on a leash around its neck, gripping tightly and not letting go.

It keeps growling and looks ready to pounce the moment they let go of the leash.

It’s neither a monster nor a wild beast.

“This thing is biting again! Hey, can’t we do something about this?”

“It’s a test subject. Can’t help it. But it did well this time. It devoured two without leaving a trace.”

“Ha, that’s exactly the problem! Damn it, hold that leash tight! We’re also going to disappear without a trace!”

It devoured people.

A thought occurred to me at those words.

The two members who were monitoring our surroundings.

At some point, those two stopped being detected by my sensing ability.

But if the reason for that is….

Because of that ‘experiment subject’?

“Let’s move quickly.”

“Were there any trackers?”

“There weren’t any. I shook them off well according to the manual.”

“Well done. Now that everyone’s gathered, let’s move.”

Those guys immediately started moving.

But in front of those guys-

Thud.

I stood there, having released my stealth and appeared.

“Seems like you’re planning something interesting. Right?”

“…Didn’t you say there was no tracking?”

Understandable.

“You didn’t notice me following you the entire time.”

Sharp glares poured toward the fellow I had just been chasing. And that fellow looked at me, then screamed in terror.

“Da, Dane Sogress. It’s that bastard!”

Those guys looked at me upon hearing those words, then drew their swords as if they had made a promise.

“Kill him.”

Giving orders without hesitation?

Definitely, these are different kinds of guys.

So I also answered in a different way.

The signal flare that was distributed to use in dangerous situations.

This is quite a dangerous situation right now, so it should be fine to use it, right?

Boom!

Of course, I mean dangerous for them who got caught by me.

“…!”

I looked at the startled guys and curled up the corners of my mouth.

“Go ahead, try running away.”

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