Reincarnated as a Genius Prodigy of a Prestigious Family - Chapter 347

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Reincarnated as a Legendary Talent Genius of a Noble Family Episode 347

227. The One Who Lost Everything (3)

After finishing lunch and coming to the archive, I spotted Baron Dionil visible in the distance.

When he saw me, he slightly raised his hand in greeting, and I responded by raising mine as well.

“It’ll be less boring now.”

A duel with Baron Dionil.

He wouldn’t know this, but it would be our fourth confrontation in decades.

Though a long time had passed, I was genuinely looking forward to it.

Back then, his swordsmanship had left quite a strong impression on me.

Of course, I hadn’t made this decision out of mere sympathy.

“The factory side happens to need workers.”

More precisely, they needed a security supervisor.

Someone trustworthy at that.

This was something to think about slowly.

Whether Baron Dionil would accept or not was also an issue.

However, the fact was that I had several cards that Baron Dionil might covet.

“You’ve arrived, Lord Dane Sogress.”

“Director Ut.”

A voice reached me then.

It was Archive Director Ut.

“Have you had your meal?”

“I ate heartily after morning training.”

“That’s good to hear. It’s been two days now, but is your search going well?”

“It probably will be.”

He smiled broadly.

“Among all the visitors to the Ancient Records Repository, you’re the first to say that. Usually… they get angry, groan in frustration, or get caught secretly copying and thrown out.”

“Is that so?”

“I sincerely hope Lord Dane Sogress obtains what he seeks.”

Perhaps because retirement was near.

He had endless leisure.

Then he suddenly asked.

“By the way, Baron Dionil was talking about you, Lord Dane Sogress.”

“About me?”

“Yes. He said it was the first time he’d had such a long conversation, and he seemed quite excited.”

I chuckled inwardly at those words.

He was pretending otherwise but was incredibly excited.

“If it’s alright with you, I’d appreciate it if you could chat with Baron Dionil a few more times whenever you have a chance during your stay.”

I nodded without much hesitation.

“I’ll do that.”

“Thank you. At least I can worry a little less in my old age before retirement.”

Then he added:

“Though he’ll soon be thrown into hell.”

Hell.

That’s what would happen when a noble family head with no support base, no wealth, and no home gets thrown into the outside world after his family is dissolved.

But well.

The future is unknowable.

There’s always some way to survive that emerges.

“Well then, may you have a peaceful day.”

Director Ut withdrew like that, and I immediately got on the elevator and headed to the 15th floor.

Clank.

The moving Drenik elevator.

Or should I say an elevator with Drenik technology applied to it.

Anyway, I’d seen it yesterday but it was nice to see again.

Thud.

After the elevator stopped, I immediately pulled out records and began reading at an even faster pace than yesterday.

And after several hours.

“Phew.”

I stretched and recalled the records I’d read today.

I’d gained quite a lot of information.

Not only information about mini dragons, but also Arcana’s lifestyle and culture completely different from now.

What stood out most was the decline of swordsmanship.

More precisely, the methods of handling cold weapons and their ‘systems’ had almost completely disappeared.

The record I was currently reading was a thesis by a scholar named ‘Edelkars’.

Since I hadn’t gathered all the volumes yet, there were sections I couldn’t read here and there, but I could roughly understand the content.

“Since everything was solved with magic, conflicts and wars were all resolved with magic too.”

That’s how mages are.

It’s the same now.

There’s a reason mages and summoners are called asymmetric forces.

Their mere appearance makes ordinary soldiers tremble with fear, and it’s the same for knights of decent level.

In the past when their level was much more advanced, it would have been even more terrifying.

Drenik could hold out against Alteon, where magic was more developed, purely thanks to their technology.

“No wonder they desperately try to prevent Drenik leaks.”

For this reason, Drenik greatly welcomes, encourages, and induces the defection of mages and summoners.

I heard that damn ‘propaganda broadcast’ so many times in my previous life that I still remember the voice and even the subtle emphasis on words.

On the other hand, Alteon naturally tries desperately to prevent defection to Drenik.

To what extent? When defection is confirmed, not only the families but all relatives are imprisoned.

What kind of war is that.

Anyway.

“In those days it was all magic, magic, magic.”

Befitting the ancient ‘Magic’ Kingdom.

I briefly turned my attention away from culture and pulled out another record.

I quite liked the title.

“[Basic Magic Theory of Arcana and Its Practice].”

Come to think of it, this was the first record of this kind.

Until now there had been various information about Arcana, but I couldn’t learn about the most important thing – ‘magic’.

The ancient Magic Kingdom that flourished but disappeared in an instant.

The magic used in such a place.

Even mages who live obsessed with research and curiosity now dismiss it as fantasy…

“Good.”

Whatever it was, I thought learning it would be helpful, so I opened it, but-

“I can’t read any of it.”

I couldn’t read it.

Not a single character.

“Hmm.”

After pondering for a moment, I tried combining and guessing the characters like I had done at the Academy Library.

But it was impossible.

Since I couldn’t read a single character to begin with, it was no different from others.

I’d need at least one interpreted word that could serve as a center or clue to do anything.

“So this isn’t Arcana script then?”

But no matter how I look at it, the form of these characters belongs to Arcana.

“Ah.”

I briefly took my hand off the book, sensing something very faintly.

Then something abruptly cut off.

When I placed my hand on it again—

Hum hum.

It responded very, very faintly.

More precisely, it was responding to the ancient mana concentrate settled in my heart.

That means…

“I need more mana that can respond to it.”

I could tell instinctively without needing to test it further.

So in the end, I need to find ancient mana concentrates…

I suddenly realized one fact.

For the first time, I had a reason to search for mana concentrates.

If until now I had just obtained them as things flowed naturally, now things were a bit different.

“Then I need a way to find them.”

I should pick up the pace now.

While quickly skimming through the records, I focused mainly on the relatively ‘recent’ periods among the records’ dates.

My intuition told me there was a high probability these ancient mana concentrates were related to the destruction.

If they had existed before, they should have appeared at least once in some record, but they didn’t.

After skimming through dozens of records, I was able to find one book.

[Arcana, Recording at the Moment of Destruction.]

Contrary to public opinion, Arcana could be called the kingdom of records.

“The moment of destruction.”

To think they left records at the moment of destruction.

Let me take a look.

[…I’m not the only one who senses that the time of destruction is approaching. The Mickelsne family who lived right next door, the Tauris couple who lived in front, Elasious from the snack stand and…]

I’ll skip this part.

[…Thus we realized. With the arrival of ○○○, the sky grew dark and the world was gradually being dyed red. There’s no time. According to the committee’s official analysis, the remaining time is at most…]

There were quite a few digressions, and some words in between were difficult to understand.

Still, I could vividly feel the sense of being there.

Anyway, the conclusion was this.

[○○○○○ seemed to have made a decision. To separate the ○○ of ○○○○ and send it outside this barrier. We don’t know where it will head, but the directions are each…]

Right before destruction.

It seems Arcana sent something that could be called their ‘power’ outside the barrier.

A barrier that people cannot pass through.

Various records were preserved through that barrier for unknown reasons.

And the power I currently possess seems to be like that too.

“So they were scattered across the continent.”

I don’t know the reason.

I couldn’t read beyond that.

However, there are facts I can speculate about.

“There are seven concentrates in total.”

Three remain ahead, and I can somewhat speculate about those three as well.

However, sequentially.

Each time I obtain one, the characters I can decode increase.

“I’ll have to visit frequently.”

For now, it seems another one is in the west.

It says [shot toward Bildebar], and this place name ‘Bildebar’ seems to be an Arcana-style name for some region in the west.

Since I decided to go west for the demon matter anyway…

Should I follow the ‘map’ Karnas drew during vacation to find the Dragon’s Nest, then go there afterward?

“There’s no rush.”

I have a goal now, but that actually makes me more relaxed.

Thud.

I closed the book, returned it to its original place, and memorized the location.

I’ll need to come frequently even after leaving the Imperial Palace this time.

“Then now…”

Shall I gradually prepare for the fourth captain battle?

Strictly speaking, it’s just sparring, but from my perspective remembering my previous life, it’s all the same.

“Lord Dane Sogress, the archive closes in 20 minutes.”

The timing is perfect too.

Baron Gunter Dionil, or rather, the man most people no longer consider a ‘baron,’ was alone in the training ground with his eyes closed.

‘How long has it been since I crossed swords with someone?’

Even when he fled to the Imperial Knight Order after his family collapsed, there were frequent sparring matches.

Because his skills were considerable.

He was actually a promising talent.

Before turning thirty, that is, during the war, he was just one step away from reaching Quad level.

But he was defeated.

Three times in a row, and by the same opponent at that.

From then on, no matter how much he honed his sword, it was meaningless.

‘A stigma.’

Even one defeat would be shameful enough, but he was defeated three times by the same opponent.

Thanks to that, the morale of Alteon’s army fell and they lost the battle, with all arrows of criticism aimed at him.

After that…

“Hah.”

Only his current pitiful self remained.

His already precarious position became even narrower, and he couldn’t belong anywhere.

Then he was merely used for his decent swordsmanship skills before being discarded, and his family collapsed.

Tap.

He gripped his sword and thought.

What should I do when I leave?

Revenge is impossible.

It wasn’t that his current pitiful self couldn’t do it.

It was just physically impossible.

The family that led the charge in abandoning him was already on the verge of ruin.

“If you were going to fall like that, why did you do it, Count Tiren?”

From what he heard, they were invited to Count Sogress’s banquet where his two sons made a huge mistake—

After that, they were practically expelled from central noble society.

Thanks to that, their business rights were taken away one by one as if stolen, and now very little remained.

So revenge is meaningless.

In the end, he had become exactly like himself.

Therefore, Baron Dionil had no choice but to contemplate what he would do once he left the Imperial Palace soon.

Should he meet his family members again?

Somehow rebuild his family house?

But how could he do that now?

“You seem deep in thought.”

A voice was heard at that moment.

Baron Dionil, who had been standing blankly in the center of the training ground, turned his head.

He saw Dane in comfortable attire.

“Your eyes look like you have many worries.”

“…Did it seem that way?”

“Anyone, not just me, would see it that way.”

Baron Dionil let out a hollow laugh.

“Ever since meeting the eldest son of Sogress Count House, I’ve had many thoughts.”

“Such as?”

“I was also contemplating how sparring would proceed…”

During a brief silence, Dane asked.

“You must have also contemplated what to do outside the Imperial Palace.”

“…I can’t say that’s not true.”

“Let’s set aside that worry for now.”

Baron Dionil understood those words to mean focusing only on the current sparring situation.

However, Dane added this, completely changing the meaning he had thought of.

“I’ll also think about your life after you leave.”

“…My life, you mean?”

“That’s right.”

Shing!

Dane said that while drawing a sword from the weapon rack.

And under the bluish moonlight descending, he said this.

“Let’s focus on sparring for now.”

Dane’s expression looked very…

Delighted.

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