Reincarnated as a Genius Prodigy of a Prestigious Family - Chapter 41

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Reincarnated as a Legendary Talent Genius of a Noble Family Episode 41

 

 

 

18. The Student Recognized by the Magic Tower Master (1)

 

 

Fortunately, I was able to arrive on time. It seemed Leila had come early and was waiting.

“Let’s hurry. We’ll be late at this rate.”

“We have plenty of time though?”

“It’s better to go and sit in the front row. The Professor notices you better that way.”

She’s really grinding her teeth.

Usually freshmen desperately try to sit in the back.

“But where did you come from? Dane, the direction you came from isn’t toward the Centennial Memorial Building.”

“You know that?”

“Yeah. Isn’t memorizing the map basic for Academy freshmen?”

Having instantly become a student who hadn’t even mastered the basics, I told her about coming through the Garden of Mist.

“What? You passed through there?”

“Yeah.”

“It was already cloudy earlier, so how on earth did you get through?”

The Garden of Mist is a place where fog inevitably forms when it’s cloudy. Leila’s question was reasonable. Of course, my answer wasn’t very reasonable.

“Just. Somehow it worked out?”

“…Sometimes you’re really annoying, you know that?”

I shrugged as if I didn’t know.

“No way, saying ‘somehow it worked out’ about the Garden of Mist where people go missing…”

Amusingly, Leila didn’t seem particularly suspicious.

“Well, since it’s you, you must have had some method. The Sisters taught you, right? I’m jealous. If only the age gap between me and my Brothers wasn’t so big, we could hang out together too.”

Anyway, Leila and I headed to Hanston Building, one of the lecture halls.

A place named after ‘Saul Hanston’, a legendary mage who graduated from the Academy and founded the renowned Hanston Magic Tower, one of the finest on the continent.

It’s mainly where magic-related lectures are held.

“So this is the famous Hanston Building I’ve only heard about! Dane, look at this!”

Hanston Building was quite unique from the entrance.

Due to the high walls, you had to pass through an arched entrance, and uniquely, a translucent, colorless barrier hung like a curtain at the entrance.

“This is that famous mana barrier.”

“Mana barrier?”

“Yeah. Saul Hanston created it, and it operates once a year for just one day for freshmen with magical talent.”

Leila continued her explanation.

“When you pass through here, different colors appear depending on the quality or grade of your mana!”

Ah.

I understand what it means.

“Originally it was made to filter out dark mages who secretly infiltrated the Academy, but after dark mages went extinct, it changed to this.”

An interesting story.

Dark mages.

They probably haven’t appeared for several hundred years now, right?

“If you have no talent at all, there’s no color change, if your talent is decent it shows yellow, if your talent is considerable it shows blue, and if you have overwhelming talent it shows red.”

Leila chattered excitedly.

I looked at Leila for a moment and asked.

“You seem smarter than me.”

“Well, I studied for it. I want to know everything about the Academy.”

She really has been grinding her teeth.

Anyway, it’s quite a fascinating barrier.

“By the way, your two Sisters were red.”

“Really?”

“You’ll definitely be red too, right?”

Leila seemed subtly nervous.

Unlike me, she seems to feel a lot of pressure.

“What do you think you’ll be?”

“…I should be red.”

“What’s wrong with not being red.”

“When you say that, it’s not comforting at all. You’re good at everything!”

Well, that’s true.

Anyway, what Leila was worried about didn’t happen.

“It’s red!”

Leila’s voice from beyond the barrier trembled with emotion.

And the barrier was red.

The moment Leila had just passed through the barrier, it turned red.

Quite a deep shade too.

“That’s impressive.”

I was genuinely amazed.

Leila wasn’t lacking in talent as much as she worried about herself.

The problem is that I’m her comparison.

“You come over quickly too!”

Leila seemed quite excited as she gestured to me.

Her expression was full of confidence.

I’ll probably be red too, right?

Or… a different color?

“Huh?”

The moment I stepped into the barrier, I realized.

That the Ancient Mana Concentrate I had absorbed at the fountain in the Garden of Mist possessed power beyond my imagination.

“Why are you always different…?”

I turned around to look at Leila, whose confident expression had completely disappeared, replaced by bewilderment.

The barrier’s color was green.

 

 

If you were to pick the department with the highest status at the Academy, it would naturally be the Magic Department.

It has produced many legendary mages including Saul Hanston, and even looking at the entire Empire, great figures are from this Magic Department.

Thanks to this, the competition rate for the Magic Department is at least twice as high as other departments, no matter how low it gets.

Therefore, Magic Department students had tremendous pride, and on the other hand, this pride sometimes went too far, leading to incidents of looking down on students from other departments.

Just like right now.

“Did you see that guy’s badge? He’s from the Finance Department?”

“What? Finance Department? Why is some fellow who just handles money taking this lecture?”

“How would I know. Our department’s classes are just too popular. With so many riffraff like this.”

Not everyone is like this, but there exists what you might call a ‘chosen people complex.’

Moreover, due to the academic culture where skill and who taught you magic matters more than family background, these aspects become even more pronounced.

In fact, rumors of noble children who relied only on their family’s power and got beaten up after picking fights with Magic Department students are quite common.

“Anyway, he’s just going to leave after hearing the orientation. Won’t leave? Then it’s a guaranteed F.”

And 5th-year representative Altur is the student with the most extreme tendencies among such Magic Department students.

His family, the Diomet House, is a baronial family so their title isn’t particularly high, but Altur has a status within the Academy that’s no less than students from ducal or marquis families.

It’s all thanks to talent.

So perhaps that’s why Altur takes such pride in the Magic Department and looks down on students from other departments.

“I think students from other departments shouldn’t be allowed to attend Magic Department classes at all.”

“Altur’s right. How dare they when they’re not even in the Magic Department…”

“There are too many guys who think magic just pops out with a ‘poof’.”

The fact that no students voiced opposition to such extreme claims, or rather actively agreed with them, meant that Altur possessed overwhelmingly superior talent.

Given the Academy’s nature where various power dynamics exist – family background, talent, wealth – this was perhaps natural.

“But Altur, did you hear the rumors? About that guy Dane Sogress who got into the Autonomous Major.”

“Ah, I heard. I was disappointed he didn’t come to the Magic Department, but I heard he’s joining this class.”

Altur grinned.

“Passing the department head’s test means he has some talent, so bring him to me when he comes in later. Since he’s Senior Arabella’s brother, I should take special care of him.”

Altur spoke as if it were completely natural.

Because Arabella was the Magic Department senior Altur respected most.

So he naturally thought he should look after Dane, who was Arabella’s brother.

That was also why he, a 5th year, bothered to attend a 2nd year lecture.

He had told the professors he was briefly auditing to share something with Magic Department students after class, but he had ulterior motives.

“Oh, that’s him over there, right?”

Just then, a student with beautiful silver hair that drew everyone’s attention was entering.

Dane Sogress.

His appearance captivated attention just by entering.

“My goodness, he’s incredibly handsome?”

“Look at those eyes. I’ve never seen such an emerald color before.”

“That’s Leila Termion next to him, right?”

Leila, who entered with him, exuded elegant beauty.

Even the atmosphere flowing from the Termion Ducal House’s characteristic rose-colored hair.

As if the space where the two existed had become a ballroom, everyone in the lecture hall was staring at them.

Altur momentarily became dazed, reminded of Arabella whom he admired, then snapped back to his senses.

“He’s here. Go tell him I have something to say.”

At Altur’s words, Grun, a 3rd year Magic Department student, quickly ran over. Then he approached Dane, who had just sat down, and said:

“You’re Dane Sogress, right?”

“So what?”

“So what?”

Grun’s eyebrows twisted for a moment.

But soon Grun got to the point.

“Our Magic Department 5th year representative Altur wants to see you.”

Dane tilted his head at those words.

“Why?”

“You’ll find out when you go. By the way, he’s very close with your Big Sister, Senior Arabella Sogress.”

When his big sister’s name was mentioned, Dane reacted, but only briefly.

“Sister never mentioned him.”

This won’t be easy.

Grun, flustered, said something else.

“When a senior is calling for you, shouldn’t you first say ‘yes’ and stand up? There are rules and manners at the Academy.”

“I’m not in the Magic Department.”

Grun’s eyebrows twisted at an even stranger angle.

‘Ugh, I need to be patient.’

Since Altur had spoken directly, it was important to bring him over without incident.

But then Dane added:

“If you’re not going to tell me who you are, would you please leave?”

“What did you say?”

“Look. Class is about to start.”

Leila beside him also sent a cold glance.

Leila was also in the Swordsmanship Department and had nothing to do with the Magic Department.

Anyone could register for classes, so she was here to attend, but there was no reason to be unconditionally respectful to seniors from other departments just because she was taking a Magic Department class.

However, for Grun, who had always been part of Altur’s group and never received such treatment, this was absurd.

“Acting so arrogant for a freshman…”

Just as he said that:

“Did you just say arrogant?”

Leila stood up from her seat.

Instantly, everyone’s attention focused on her, and Leila continued:

“I am the eldest daughter of the great hero Bout Termion of the great Termion Ducal House and Dante Cup winner, Leila Termion.”

“…!”

Grun was flustered.

Leila asked in a cold voice:

“And who might you be?”

A ducal house.

Watching this, Dane realized that Leila truly was a child of a ducal house.

The Empire’s greatest family, Termion.

Leila possessed that dignity.

“Ah, family background doesn’t matter at the Academy! Especially in the Magic Department!”

“I am not in the Magic Department.”

Leila tilted her head.

“I simply asked about your affiliation and background, so why are you bringing up such things?”

Grun, flustered, stammered as he barely managed to introduce his family.

“I, I am Grun Ortega… from the O-Ortega Count House…”

“Count Ortega? He visited our house recently, and he was truly an admirable person. He was kind even to young me.”

A veiled criticism.

She was indirectly saying: your father is like that, so what are you doing?

Thanks to this, Grun’s face turned bright red and was on the verge of exploding.

This was a lecture hall full of people.

Mostly Magic Department students.

And even Altur, whom he followed, was watching this situation.

‘What kind of humiliation is this!’

At the Academy, the words “Magic Department senior” were more magical than magic itself.

Everyone would bow their heads first, and even if they seemed to rebel a little, thinking of the treatment Altur’s group received within the Magic Department, they would never dare oppose them.

But the opponent was the Termion Ducal House.

It was the moment reality came to him, who had been living buried in the Academy.

“So, so what do you want me to do? I was just suggesting we have a chat as a senior…”

Just as Grun urgently spoke:

“I remember what Sister said.”

Dane slowly stood up and looked at Grun.

“That person you just mentioned, Arabella Sogress, said this:”

In that moment, Grun could see it.

The eyes of Dane Sogress, whom he had thought of lightly, were deep and profound like those of a predator.

This was also thanks to the mana Dane had quietly drawn up.

Dane’s mana began to envelop and pressure Grun without anyone noticing.

“If anyone at the Academy picks a pointless fight, don’t think about the consequences and act according to what you think is right.”

Was it his imagination that his knees suddenly felt weak?

But he soon realized it wasn’t imagination but reality.

“She said she would handle the aftermath.”

Arabella Sogress.

The greatest genius and talent in the history of the Magic Department, already a great inventor and a tremendous mage that all Magic Towers desperately desire.

He had just acted arrogantly toward the younger brother of such a person.

“So what are you going to do now?”

Grun couldn’t answer.

“Ah, there was one more person who told me the same thing. Claire Sogress. My Little Sister.”

Arabella Sogress.

Claire Sogress.

One was a genius from the Magic Department and the greatest inventor whose name everyone at the Academy knows.

The other was the greatest talent in the history of the Summoning Department and likewise a summoner that everyone at the Academy recognizes as the terrifying teaching assistant.

As their names were mentioned, fear began to flood into the place where bewilderment had settled.

And there was one more addition.

“But you probably don’t even need me to tell my Sisters about this.”

There was Dane Sogress.

The youngest son of the Sogress Count House, who might be an even greater genius than Arabella and Claire.

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