Reincarnated as a Genius Prodigy of a Prestigious Family - Chapter 352

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Reincarnated as a Legendary Talent Genius of a Noble Family Episode 352

231. A Chance for Reversal (2)

While every department faces this to some extent, unpopular departments are more sensitive to money than other departments.

Due to the small number of students, they can’t receive much budget allocation to begin with, and they have to make ends meet with that tight budget.

For instance, when the Swordsmanship Department and Magic Department get new training grounds and equipment, unpopular departments struggle with repair costs for old equipment.

They can’t expect additional budget from the Academy either, nor can they expect individual sponsorship.

In principle, external funds aren’t allowed to flow into department finances.

So, in the case of unpopular departments, it’s common for professors to use their own money.

Anyway, for that reason, unpopular departments, especially the Architecture Department, are in a situation where even the budget for model materials is tight.

“If only last year’s festival hadn’t been a disaster.”

Architecture Department professor Egrom Santelia sighed repeatedly.

The budget was already insufficient, but it became even more so after betting everything on last year’s festival.

This mess happened because they used next year’s budget in advance.

Why did they do that?

“I thought it would succeed. Damn it.”

Professor Santelia buried his face in his hands.

The Architecture Department spent an enormous budget last year claiming they would create a ‘great architectural work’ for the festival.

It was an architectural work that Professor Santelia was completely obsessed with.

It was an architectural work discovered in books presumed to be from ancient Arcana…

Well, the attempt was decent.

It had its own meaning too.

The problem was that the competition was too strong.

The Academy Swordsmanship Club.

And the completely unexpected ‘Romance’ club with all their fun booths.

Thanks to that, the architectural work the Architecture Department spent big money to create was left out in the cold.

Of course-

They also overlooked the fact that students’ tastes leaned more toward entertainment than architectural works.

“I’m the sinner here, the sinner.”

Professor Santelia lamented.

He shouldn’t have gotten so obsessed and created it so recklessly without considering the consequences.

“Professor!”

Just then, Professor Santelia’s research lab door burst open.

Architecture Department students were standing there.

“My, my dear students.”

Professor Santelia trembled instead of getting angry or scolding them for entering without knocking.

“Professor… is it really true that our department can’t participate in this festival?”

“…”

“Why aren’t you answering…?”

“I’m sorry about this…”

While other department professors would suppress such situations with their authority, Professor Santelia wasn’t that type of person by nature.

“What about our freshmen!”

“…”

“If only we hadn’t used next year’s budget last year…”

“How about we try to recycle what we made last year…”

Professor Santelia said hastily.

The architectural work made last year.

An ‘Angel Statue’ that operates with ancient Arcana ‘magic’.

While its structure was extremely complex and incorporated advanced technology, the Architecture Department managed to copy it.

Though it was only half-complete, it was possible thanks to Professor Santelia’s genius talent.

The problem was that it was only beautiful in appearance, but actually operating it was a distant dream.

After making it, they realized no one could properly operate it.

Even when they called the Magic Department for help.

“Are you still hung up on that thing… Professor?”

“If it could just operate, wouldn’t it be the dream statue we all dreamed of!”

“You need to forget about that. It’s been almost a year since it failed and was abandoned.”

“…”

“Isn’t there really any way for us…?”

Actually, the students were just as desperate.

The reason is simple.

Nothing is as important as the architectural works created jointly at festivals.

The Empire’s architectural world values such practical activities, affecting future employment.

But Professor Santelia squeezed his eyes shut and slowly shook his head.

“I’m sorry… I went to the bank yesterday and they said they can’t give loans anymore…”

Actually, quite a lot of money had gone into it.

No, a tremendous amount.

Of course, the students had agreed to it too… but that’s not what’s important now.

Professor Santelia wasn’t the type to deny responsibility at this point anyway.

“…”

“…Isn’t there any way?”

Still, the students were good-natured.

Even in this situation, they started thinking about ways to survive rather than blaming him more.

The problem was there was no clear solution.

First of all, there was no money.

The budget was all spent, and even if students used their own money, it wouldn’t amount to much.

“Kazin, do you have some money?”

“Would I have any? I’m a disowned child.”

“Me too… when I went to the main house last time, they just cursed at me for an hour asking why I haven’t quit yet.”

They were all in a position where just entering the Architecture Department earned them scolding from their families.

Of course, some came to the Architecture Department just for the sake of graduating from the Academy.

Those fellows who needed the diploma.

But such fellows wouldn’t have the passion to come here and shout about needing to hold a festival.

Anyway, for that reason, they couldn’t expect anything from the students either.

They shouldn’t have expected it in the first place, but that’s how desperate they were.

“Should we somehow get materials and try to make something?”

“If there’s no other way, we’ll have to do that.”

Professor Santelia, moved by such passion, suddenly stood up from his seat.

“I’ll try to do something somehow. I’ll go to the academic committee right now…”

That’s when it happened.

Knock knock.

Someone knocked on the research lab door.

Professor Santelia was puzzled.

All our students would come and go without knocking, wouldn’t they?

He could soon find out who the visitor was.

“Hello, Professor. I’m Dane Sogress, a second-year student from the Autonomous Department.”

It was a visit from someone completely unexpected.

Is this a dream or reality?

If he’s not here to play a prank, then what are these stories I’m hearing?

Professor Santelia was trying to organize what he had just heard when he listened to Dane’s words.

“To summarize, it’s like this. If you build the structure we’re requesting, we’ll support the Architecture Department.”

“Is… is that really true?”

“I promise all possible support.”

He promised all possible support.

If someone else had said this, it would have sounded like some fishy scam…

But the person speaking was Dane Sogress.

The fellow called a genius boy not just of the Academy, but of the entire Empire.

“Of course, for that to happen, all our work must be completed within the deadline.”

The condition was as follows.

“Please take charge of reviewing the blueprints and construction.”

They wanted him to build a structure according to the blueprints they had presented.

“This is…”

Professor Santelia narrowed his eyes, and the Architecture Department students watching from behind looked bewildered.

Because it was a structure they had never seen before in their lives.

“What on earth is this?”

“This is called a ‘ride.'”

“A ride… Ah!”

Only Professor Santelia understood and let out an exclamation.

The current era was post-war with severed exchanges with Drenik. So the younger generation didn’t know much about Drenik.

But Professor Santelia was different.

Before the war, exchanges were so active that tourist packages for traveling to Drenik were available.

Professor Santelia hadn’t been to Drenik at that time, but he had at least heard about it or encountered many materials.

This was one of them.

“Could this be from Drenik’s ‘amusement park’…?”

“That’s correct.”

“Huh…”

He was amazed by two things.

One was that this boy before him knew about structures made in Drenik, specifically ‘rides.’

The other was that he thought to utilize this for the festival.

And one more thing.

“These blueprints…”

“I didn’t draw them. My friend here, Ernest Dylan, drew them.”

“Hehe.”

The fact that he had drawn the blueprints himself.

“Which department are you in…?”

“Exploration Department.”

“Hmm.”

Of all places, the Exploration Department.

If he had come to the Architecture Department, he could have done much more.

While the blueprints lacked some precision, they were designs that captured all the key elements.

But now was the time to put regrets aside.

He had a mountain of questions.

“Making this won’t be as simple as you think.”

Professor Santelia immediately pointed out several problems.

“First… obtaining materials doesn’t look easy, it’ll require a lot of manpower, and it’ll cost quite a lot of money. Future maintenance must also be considered…”

Simply put, making it before the festival was nearly impossible.

At least from the Architecture Department’s perspective.

“I believe all the things you’re thinking about can probably be resolved.”

“Huh?”

But Dane showed confidence.

“There’s no need to worry about manpower. The Architecture Department will help with areas requiring technical expertise, right?”

“What about materials?”

“We can obtain them. Within two days. In the meantime, you can revise the blueprints.”

“…What about funding?”

“I didn’t even consider money as an issue.”

He said everything was possible.

And with tremendous confidence at that.

The other party was a student.

So normally, he would have dismissed this as nonsensical talk…

‘Why does it feel like it’s actually possible?’

It really seemed possible.

And decisively, one more thing.

“Problems with ground compaction and many other technical aspects can be solved with magic.”

Magic that couldn’t be utilized in Drenik.

Engineering that paradoxically developed because of that.

He said this could be replaced with magic.

But as far as Professor Santelia knew, wielding magic at that level wouldn’t be easy.

“Magic isn’t omnipotent.”

While he wasn’t a magic hater, he was wary of magic supremacism.

Indeed, some techniques in the construction field had been replaced by magic, but magic had its limits too.

Professor Santelia was more inclined to think the previous techniques were better.

“If magic could solve everything, why would current architects struggle and agonize for months?”

Just as Professor Santelia was shaking his head.

Swoosh.

In one corner of the research lab, materials for creating miniatures before actual construction floated up.

Small pillars, thin walls, and materials smaller than a palm.

“What are you doing now?”

Professor Santelia’s trembling voice.

Meanwhile, the materials quickly moved in front of Dane and were arranged in blueprint format.

Click, click.

And they began attaching one by one, creating a structure.

“This is…”

“My goodness…”

Making even one miniature takes at least a full day.

Of course, making it isn’t everything.

It needs to dry, and you need to check if the overall aspects match the actual structure.

But Dane was now creating it.

In an instant—

“Magic isn’t omnipotent. As you said.”

An amazing result.

“But my magic is a bit different.”

Click, thud!

Finally, a wall attached and the building was complete.

Without applying a single drop of adhesive, it looked solid and sturdy at first glance.

Dane even picked it up with his hands and handed it to Professor Santelia.

“How on earth…”

Professor Santelia deliberately applied force as he received it.

But rather than collapsing helplessly, the miniature conveyed incredibly solid resistance.

“With my magic, time can be greatly shortened, and technical problems can be solved.”

Of course, this alone wouldn’t be enough.

However, the Architecture Department currently had no other choice.

“If you help us, I’ll lend you my strength as well.”

An irrefusible offer added on top of that.

The Architecture Department had neither time nor money right now.

But if Dane’s promised support was added along with that magical power…?

‘The figurine.’

In Professor Santelia’s mind, last year’s unfinished figurine flashed by like lightning.

And Professor Santelia trembled like someone who had truly been struck by lightning.

His hesitation didn’t last long.

“We’ll do it. We promise all kinds of help as well.”

Flames of hope began to flicker in Professor Santelia’s eyes.

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