Reincarnated as a Genius Prodigy of a Prestigious Family - Chapter 38

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Reincarnated as a Legendary Talent Genius of a Noble Family Episode 38

 

 

 

16. Trap Genius Dane Sogress (2)

 

 

It took less than a minute for them to surrender.

Even though it was just an illusion, seeing them panic and burst out made me think they were really just kids.

“Aaaah! It’s coming for me!”

“Move! Get out of the way!”

“Aneld, damn it! Do something!”

Whether it was because they lacked experience, or because they couldn’t even imagine being attacked.

I leisurely watched the fellows who burst through the door being chased by the illusion Eterak I had summoned.

“Freshman! Freshman! Do something about that thing!”

“Aneld! Try to dispel it!”

“I don’t know either! I said I don’t know!”

And after about 5 minutes had passed.

Not wanting to see my living space become even more of a mess, I channeled mana into the trap at an appropriate time and dispelled the illusion.

“It, it disappeared!”

“We’re alive!”

These fellows who were disheveled and sighing in relief were the kids I’d have to live with on the 9th floor from now on.

By the way, the atmosphere was awkward.

Was it because they got turned around while trying to give me a hazing?

“Ahem, cough.”

Some fellow got up from his spot acting like nothing happened, then approached me and offered a handshake.

“Nice to meet you, freshman. Ahem. The hazing got ruined. I’m Droyan Valentine, 5th year Alchemy Department. The only direct descendant of the Valentine Marquis family.”

The fellow called Droyan had glasses that were cracked all over.

“Oh, just so you know, don’t worry about it. As an alchemist, I have dozens of spare glasses prepared for explosions that come with alchemy failures.”

The fellow seemed quite talkative.

“You have quite a build. And you’re very handsome. Since your sisters are so beautiful, I guess it’s natural?”

I quickly introduced myself before the fellow could ramble on more.

“Nice to meet you. I’m called Dane Sogress. The youngest son of the Sogress County.”

“You probably don’t need to introduce yourself here on Danter Hall 9th Floor, right? Your two sisters left quite an impression about what kind of family Sogress is when they passed through.”

In what way did they leave an impression?

I was curious, but it would be better not to ask.

“Hmm, but anyway… that was impressive skill.”

Droyan pointed around ostentatiously.

The fellows getting up one by one, making shameless expressions as if asking what had just happened.

Maybe they were embarrassed about being chased by an illusion.

“I heard you have talent in Spear Arts, Magic, and Summoning Arts? But I never thought our prepared hazing wouldn’t work at all.”

At those words, I shrugged my shoulders.

“Aneld is quite disappointed.”

I could immediately tell who this Aneld fellow was.

“Damn it!”

That fellow over there stamping his feet and getting angry was definitely Aneld.

“He’s the heir of the Gullard family, famous as hunters.”

“Ah.”

If it’s a hunter family, they’d know well about traps.

But the person who taught me about traps happened to be a legendary assassin who mastered all traps and assassination techniques.

“He’ll be sulking for a while. Don’t worry about it too much. Hahaha.”

Droyan then introduced the other fellows as well.

“This is Priscilla. 4th year Theology Department. It’s better not to mess with her. For someone who dreams of being a cleric, she’s quite…”

Then Priscilla suddenly interrupted.

“Kind and beautiful. Nice to meet you. I’m Priscilla Neriel. The abandoned child of the Neriel family. Once you enter the Theology Department, you can’t even dream of marriage.”

I’d heard about this. If you enter the Theology Department and walk the path of a cleric, whether male or female, marriage becomes absolutely impossible by regulation.

But I heard everyone still dates around just fine anyway. Though it’s not something to mention here.

“Anyway, please take care of me, Dane Sogress.”

Priscilla extended her hand.

It was when I was casually shaking hands without thinking.

“Oh my!”

Priscilla was startled and pulled her hand away.

And with wide eyes, she asked me.

“Wh, why is your mana so dense?”

Well, because it’s ancient mana.

“What’s wrong?”

“This guy’s mana is too dense!”

Priscilla rubbed her hand with a bewildered expression and muttered.

“Is it always like this when you shake hands with a mage? No, but the mage I met last time wasn’t like this…”

Mana and Divine Power are opposing forces.

So they can never mix.

Of course, nothing happens when a mage and cleric meet.

Same goes for handshakes.

It’s just that my mana was a bit too dense.

“Was that lover you mentioned meeting last time a mage?”

“It, it’s not like that!”

“You’ll be in big trouble if the church catches you someday. Be careful.”

Priscilla desperately protested, but Droyan casually ignored her as if used to it and introduced the other two fellows.

“Nice to meet you, I’m Scal Hesbro, 2nd year Combat Department.”

His build was slightly smaller than those Combat Department fellows I’d seen. Of course, that’s compared to them – he was already beyond the typical male physique.

“Just so you don’t misunderstand, I’m different from those disgusting fellows. The body beauty club, I mean.”

Droyan added.

“By the way, this fellow has slightly different ideas. True combat is…”

“Muscles are important but not everything. Those fellows who only build muscles are just training muscles, not their bodies.”

His philosophy was firm.

Well then, is there only one fellow left now?

“…Aneld Gullard.”

The fellow extended his hand with a very sullen expression. Droyan added from the side that he was a 3rd year Archery Department student. So he’s the one who set up the trap.

“I’m Dane Sogress. Please take care of me.”

“Mmm…”

Aneld seemed to have completely lost his confidence.

So I told him exactly what I felt.

“The trap was good though. You seemed to know the trap mechanisms and activation triggers very well.”

“Huh?”

“But it was a bit conspicuous. It seemed like a paint problem. Next time, instead of F6Black, try mixing F3Silver and D6Black in a 4:6 ratio to make the paint. In this level of brightness, that would be less noticeable.”

Aneld’s eyes widened.

“Would that really be less noticeable?”

“At least in this kind of environment. Except for that, it was a very well-made trap following all the basics. Anyone would have fallen for it, probably?”

It’s just that the opponent was me.

Anyway, Aneld’s expression immediately brightened at my few words, and he extended his hand again.

“Aneld Gullard. The eldest son of Baron Gullard’s family. I’ve heard much about the reputation of Count Sogress’s family. It’s an honor, Dane Sogress.”

That was quite a quick change in posture.

Is it because he’s from the marksmanship department?

“Now, now, enough with the introductions. Dane Sogress? I’ll guide you to your room.”

After entering the Academy, I was finally able to head to my dormitory room.

The end of the 9th floor of Danter Hall. That was my room.

“By the way, floors 7, 8, and 9 of Danter Hall use single rooms. The 9th floor has the best rooms among them. Oh, the room you’ll be using was occupied by a senior who graduated recently, but we’ve cleaned it thoroughly, so don’t worry.”

While following Droyan, I heard various explanations about Danter Hall.

“Here, register your mana. No one can enter or leave without your mana. If you don’t have mana, a card key is also possible, but you don’t seem to lack mana.”

When I registered my mana, the door opened with a tingling sensation. A space as spacious as the room I used at my family estate unfolded before me.

The first thing I saw was my luggage.

Big Sister had said she would handle the transportation if I left it at the estate, and it seemed she had sent it immediately after my dormitory room was confirmed.

“You’ll figure things out anyway, so look around inside. Well then, I’ll be going. Oh, dinner time is at 7 o’clock. Come down to the dining hall on time. If anything comes up, contact me through the crystal orb installed in the room. See you.”

Droyan, who had delivered information like rapid fire, left, and I smiled while examining the dormitory room.

The place where I’ll be living from now on.

The bedroom, study room, and bathroom were individually separated, and there was plenty of space left even after placing clothes and luggage.

The interior design also looked excellent.

Actually, I wasn’t particularly moved.

In my previous life, I lived in tents for over 20 years, so as long as there weren’t holes letting wind blow through, it was fine.

Still, good is good, and when I lay down on the bed, the soft texture embraced my body, making me drowsy.

“Ah, I need to contact my parents.”

I sprang up, recalling the things I needed to do today.

Of course, I needed to contact my parents, but I also had to organize my luggage and prepare for the classes that would start tomorrow.

“Ah.”

Then I suddenly noticed two packages that had been transported along with my luggage.

 

-Dane! Our youngest! Congratulations on your admission!

 

It seemed Big Sister had prepared them, and when I unwrapped the packages, they were filled with textbooks and supplies for the classes I would be taking.

“Is this formal wear?”

There were also several pieces of clothing.

One looked like formal wear, and since the Academy has several events like balls, it seemed to be for those occasions.

“I said I’d prepare everything myself.”

Even as I said this, I chuckled and felt deep gratitude.

Anyway, it seemed today would be a very busy day.

 

 

Academy classes are structured so students directly choose their majors.

Usually, students take 2-3 lectures corresponding to their major, one mandatory lecture from a different major, and one liberal arts lecture that can be taken regardless of major, for a total of about 4-5 lectures throughout the semester.

Of course, if desired, additional lectures can be taken according to the schedule.

However, first-year students usually don’t do this.

Because there’s a limit to the credits that are recognized.

Originally, there was no such rule, but it was changed after a senior strongly petitioned, regretting that they couldn’t enjoy Academy life due to being tormented by murderous assignments from their first year.

And that senior was our Big Sister.

In addition to this, I couldn’t receive the benefits that our Big Sister had fought to obtain.

Because I had to take all three major classes I chose during the autonomous major exam.

“Wow, you… so you have 6 subjects in one semester?”

Leila looked at my schedule and made a dizzy expression.

“Usually first-years take at most 4… Are you really planning to only study? Think carefully. You can cancel until the first class.”

“It seems manageable.”

I chose one each from magic, summoning arts, and spear arts majors for a total of 3, plus 2 liberal arts lectures, and finally a military studies major.

“Military studies… If only it weren’t for this one thing…”

Leila, who had lost quite a few points due to military studies in the first exam, trembled her hands as if her teeth were grinding just looking at it.

“Phew. Anyway, I’ll see you later at the swordsmanship major lecture. I have to go to a liberal arts lecture.”

“Okay. What liberal arts are you taking?”

“. How is it? Does it look good? If you don’t like your chosen liberal arts, want to take it with me?”

“No, I’ll pass.”

“I see…”

Leila seemed quite disappointed, as if she had been expecting it.

“You… anyway, you have good skin even without makeup…”

What is she talking about.

“I’m going. Let’s meet at Central Fountain Plaza after class. Your next class is the same as mine!”

Ah. I see.

Magic major class.

It seems Leila chose it too.

So I parted with Leila and headed to the ‘Centennial Memorial Building’ where the first class was held.

The Academy has several buildings with different purposes, and the Centennial Memorial Building I’m going to now is mainly where theoretical major lectures are held.

And the lecture I’m about to attend is a military studies major lecture.

So-called ‘Introduction to Military Studies’.

“Is that guy Dane Sogress?”

“Why did he come to our major?”

“We don’t even want to take this major…”

“He’s really handsome. Should I try talking to him later? Would a son of Count Sogress’s family be a bit cold?”

“He looks cold just by appearance.”

As I entered the lecture hall and took a seat, I naturally heard these comments. While appropriately ignoring them, I opened the thick ‘Introduction to Military Studies’ textbook.

From what I read yesterday, there was content I knew, and also content that directly contradicted actual combat.

Well, if theory and practice always matched, which country would lose in war?

Nevertheless, the reason military studies theory is necessary is that the theoretical base is that important in academics.

“Greetings, gentlemen. I am Francisco Gabius, who will be in charge of your military studies theory lectures. Please feel free to call me Professor Gabius.”

Just like Professor Gabius, who had just appeared in the lecture hall, said.

“No matter how much you dig into military studies theory, it won’t work in the reality of the battlefield. Soldiers are unruly, officers have difficulty with command and control, and commanders must always weigh between soldiers’ lives and victory. But even so, theory is definitely important. Theory must be the foundation to understand the field, and by correcting wrong parts, you can learn the true usefulness of the theory called military studies.”

Despite his sinister appearance with a long vertical scar on his face, he opened the lecture with a very calm and composed tone.

“It hasn’t even been 20 years since the war ended. We’re not learning military studies for a war that might break out at any time, but the more excellent talents who have learned military studies, the higher the probability of winning a war.”

As befitting a military studies major professor, he was emphasizing the importance of military studies theory when he suddenly asked.

“In that sense, I’m curious how many talents will grow into military studies elites in this lecture. Let me ask one thing. What do you think is most important in war?”

I immediately raised my hand.

Professor Gabius pointed to me.

“There, the silver-haired student who raised his hand.”

“Supply.”

The corners of Professor Gabius’s mouth curled up.

“An excellent answer. Victory, triumph,. All of these are elements that are only possible when supply is guaranteed.”

He stroked his chin as if finding it interesting.

“At least in this lecture, the correct answer of supply came from the first student. Good.”

Supply.

In my previous life, I experienced all kinds of troubles because of that damn supply. Promised food not arriving was common, and there were times when supply lines were cut and we had to survive by hunting for a while.

It’s not just about food.

Cases where clothing and armor weren’t supplied on time, cases where weapons were all worn out but there was nothing to supply, so we had no choice but to take from the dead or steal from enemies, etc.

You can win battles even without supply.

But without supplies, victory in war is impossible.

However, that wasn’t the end of the questions.

Perhaps because he liked my first answer.

“Then can you tell me the three most important things in supply management?”

Another question came flying at me.

Sensing the expectation in his tone, I smiled inwardly.

I can’t betray that expectation.

Once again, I opened my mouth without hesitation.

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