Reincarnated as a Genius Prodigy of a Prestigious Family - Chapter 348

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Reincarnated as a Legendary Talent Genius of a Noble Family Episode 348

228. This is Art

After the war ended, the nature of ‘sparring’ gradually changed.

One-on-one duels during wartime were acts that staked life and honor.

But the war had ended, and knights had become scarce.

With the war over, losing one’s life to a sword rather than illness or old age was not what the Empire desired.

From then on, by imperial decree, real swords could no longer be used in sparring, and there was no need to stake one’s life.

Thus, sparring was no longer a bloody act fought with honor and life on the line.

Some summarized it this way.

Sparring was ‘performance art.’

Instead of risking lives, one would roughly gauge the opponent’s level, and the strong would moderately cross swords with the weak to please the eyes.

That was the model of ‘excellent sparring.’

However—

Clang, claaang!

The sparring taking place now didn’t seem like the ‘sparring’ known to those living in this era.

Swoosh!

The aura of the practice sword cutting through the void was as sharp as a real blade. Even without an edge, getting hit would tear one’s throat out.

And what about the slashing?

Sword strikes were being exchanged that seemed capable of easily breaking light armor.

Vertically, horizontally, then diagonally.

Claaang!

The entangled swords separated and clashed again dozens of times.

‘Such… skill?’

Baron Dionil couldn’t help but feel admiration and shock.

His opponent was a fifteen-year-old boy.

So he had thought he should go just a little, a very little easy on him.

That’s what sparring was about, after all.

But going easy? What a joke.

‘If I don’t give my all, I’ll be defeated.’

Indeed, if he slipped up even slightly, the sword would tear out his throat and break his bones.

In other words, going easy was impossible.

Clang, claaang!

He barely blocked this sword strike too.

It was a completely unexpected attack.

If not for his quick reflexes, his shoulder would have been shattered.

What kind of fellow was this?

‘I heard his talent was remarkable in many ways, but isn’t the Sogress County famous for spear arts?’

It was a well-known fact, as certain as the sun rising in the east.

Yet what Dane Sogress was wielding now was a sword.

Had Count Sogress been negligent in teaching his child?

But that wasn’t it either, as glimpses of spear arts seemed to flash through Dane’s swordsmanship.

Like spinning the sword hilt around his wrist as an axis before suddenly lunging forward—

The way he thrust with weight behind it was proper.

Claaang!

Once again, Baron Dionil deflected the sword and realized.

He was being pushed back.

In pure swordsmanship.

He, who had reached the Penta level.

It was completely unexpected and shocking.

Why would he feel embarrassed when there was nothing left to be shabby about?

“Kugh!”

Finally, Baron Dionil dropped his sword.

Because he couldn’t block three consecutive explosive sword strikes.

Clatter.

With the sound of the sword falling, tension finally released and rough breathing burst out.

“Huff, huff…”

Even amid his frantic pulse, Baron Dionil’s eyes remained fixed on Dane.

Meanwhile, Dane, whose breathing hadn’t wavered at all, extended his hand.

“It was excellent sparring.”

Baron Dionil took that hand and stood up.

“Mmph.”

Was it because of his age?

His knees and back made cracking sounds.

Maybe it was because it had been a long time since he’d moved so vigorously.

But still, he had endured well.

No, wait.

Endured well?

Enduring was usually an expression used when the weak faced the strong…

“Hehe.”

Baron Dionil finally let out a hollow laugh.

It was understandable.

At his age, after training with the sword for so long, he had been defeated by a fifteen-year-old boy.

Even in real combat, even if he could use mana, the result probably wouldn’t be much different.

Usually, swordsmanship and mana power grew proportionally.

“Excellent. This feeling is quite strange.”

Above all—

“It feels like returning to that time. Precisely during the Great War. Back then I wasn’t in such a good mood after losing, but the sensation during the Great War… strangely similar.”

The feeling he encountered in swordsmanship was similar to back then.

Of course, that didn’t mean Baron Dionil had figured out Dane’s secret.

“Fascinating. Thanks to you, it feels like I’ve returned to that time.”

It was just a curious feeling.

There wasn’t even a speck of connection between Drenick’s genius swordsman Agrik and Dane Sogress for anyone to notice anything from swordsmanship alone.

“Is that so?”

“Of course, the regret from back then hasn’t revived. However, your swordsmanship is truly remarkable. That Agrik fellow back then also pressed me like this.”

“How would you compare it to back then?”

“Now was more difficult. Back then, it felt like I could win if I tried just a little harder… Of course, I must consider that I didn’t use mana this time.”

He was right.

Dane had already surpassed his previous life’s level.

The result of adding his father’s spear arts and nearly ten years of training to his already acquired swordsmanship.

Moreover, since he fought without using mana, he would become even stronger when cloaked in mana.

Of course, the power of mana that Dane possessed couldn’t be ignored either.

Just being able to generate and utilize mana significantly enhanced physical abilities.

‘I can’t even imagine what it will be like later.’

Perhaps he was witnessing the talent that would become the youngest Penta-level.

Baron Dionil was genuinely amazed.

“To possess both talent and experience… If you fought with your face hidden, I’d mistake you for a knight at least in his forties.”

Dane smiled and replied to those words.

“Then shall we try sparring blindfolded?”

“…Is that even possible?”

“I’ve never tried it before, but it doesn’t seem impossible.”

“Haha… I’d rather see your spear arts though.”

Baron Dionil naturally shook his head.

No matter what, fighting with eyes covered was unimaginable.

There were legends of blind swordsmen who fought using their other extremely heightened senses as weapons in place of sight, but those were just legends after all.

Though he had been briefly happy thanks to the sparring, he was still just a shabby, nominal noble.

“This is enjoyable. I don’t have to worry about other people’s eyes either.”

“What do you mean?”

In the midst of this, Dane surprised Baron Dionil.

“Since there are no witnesses, it can’t be counted as an official sparring match, can it?”

Ah.

Baron Dionil realized that Dane had been considerate of him.

For Dane, it really didn’t matter either way.

With his promising future and the Sogress County as his family.

What problem could there be with his reputation from sparring with a loser like himself?

But he was different.

There might be talk that he had lured an innocent boy into forcing a sparring match….

People naturally only see and believe what they want to see.

“…That was truly a wonderful sparring match.”

If someone had seen it, they probably would have said this.

That sparring was a performing art, and this sparring showed the essence of that performing art.

However, there was a slight problem.

Dane picked up Baron Dionil’s fallen sword and handed it to him.

“Ah, thank you. Now I should put it back in place and return….”

“You’re not thinking of finishing like this, are you?”

“…Like this?”

“Didn’t you say you wanted to see spear arts too?”

Dane immediately walked over, hung up the sword, and brought out a spear.

“Shall we have a second sparring match then?”

“….”

A chill ran down Baron Dionil’s spine.

It seemed like something….

Had gone wrong.

Benatio was, at least on the surface, part of the North team.

So what that meant was, he was currently receiving knight order training.

‘Why am I here.’

The North team had their program results recognized at Dane’s request.

So, while the investigation into the incident that had suspended the program was ongoing, they got the opportunity to join the knight order.

Simply put, they were in training camp.

To enter the knight order.

The entrance exam was simple.

They underwent training camp with other entrance exam candidates and were evaluated on various items.

“That we’re in the knight order, I still can’t believe it.”

That was what Milton said when they returned after finishing today’s training.

“I can’t believe I’m here either.”

That was Benatio’s response to that.

“Right? Benatio? I knew you’d feel that way too. You said Grun family, right? You’ll be able to restore your family too.”

“….”

The Grun family did exist in reality, but had no relation to Benatio whatsoever.

He had just used it because there were no remaining bloodlines of the Grun family after their downfall.

“Kid, are you so happy you’re about to cry?”

He really felt like he might cry.

Right now he should be following Dane around collecting information—

‘If I leave, it’ll negatively affect this team.’

He couldn’t do that.

According to his mission, he should naturally be following Dane, but if he left here now, it would affect whether Milton and the rest of the North team could join the knight order.

That wasn’t what Dane would want.

‘There was a reason he left me behind. Damn.’

Diego, who had no way of knowing these circumstances, was spinning his arm that had been dislocated in the afternoon.

“Haha. Ever since I received healing from the priests, it heals quickly! I should have gotten divine power treatment from the start… Ugh! My arm!”

“You idiot! I told you not to spin it like that!”

“Actually, it wasn’t dislocated!”

They were having a good time.

Still, Diego and the North team seemed to have grown quite close.

Actually, the same was true for Benatio.

“Benatio, you seem to be thinking about restoring your family… wouldn’t it be better to get married quickly?”

“Well. I haven’t thought about it yet.”

“That’s true, joining the knight order is important first. You have great skills too, let’s definitely join together.”

Benatio just nodded roughly and suddenly thought to himself.

What should he do if he actually passed the knight order?

The intelligence agency would surely handle pulling him out….

‘I reported to higher-ups that I’d take the entrance exam for various reasons, so it’ll work out somehow.’

Anxiety also surged.

Surely another agent wouldn’t be assigned in the meantime.

That absolutely must not happen.

He was the only one who could track Dane, no, discover what Dane Sogress liked.

No, he absolutely had to be the only one.

“Benatio. If I join, I’ll definitely repay Dane for his kindness.”

Milton’s words reached his ears in the midst of this.

“We were able to get this opportunity thanks to Dane. Of course, your help can’t be ignored either.”

Milton clenched his fist tightly.

“I’ll definitely join the knight order and help Dane in whatever way when he requests it.”

Whatever else he might say, he couldn’t help but agree with this determination.

“That’s right.”

“Will you do the same?”

“…That’s right.”

Kindness.

The kindness received from Dane.

Actually, just returning alive from a situation where he almost died at the hands of demons was more than enough to be grateful for.

So he should repay it somehow in some way.

Not all intelligence agency agents were gathered as heartless, tearless humans.

However, the current situation was an exception.

Peeeeeek!

A sharp sound piercing their ears.

It was emergency training.

“Ah shit.”

The North team guys who had been happy just moments ago began gathering their equipment with all kinds of grimaces.

Benatio was the same.

‘I want to return to the Academy quickly.’

At some point, Benatio had begun to miss his disguised identity.

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