Reincarnated as a Genius Prodigy of a Prestigious Family - Chapter 42

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Reincarnated as a Legendary Talent Genius of a Noble Family Episode 42

 

 

 

18. The Student Acknowledged by the Magic Tower Master (2)

 

 

Grun kept swallowing dry saliva.

What the hell is happening right now?

He just came here following Altur’s instructions, planning to bring them over and have them exchange greetings…

He naturally thought they would be grateful.

If you knew even a little about the Magic Department, you’d know that ‘power’ was formed around Altur, a student with overwhelming talent.

In fact, among the freshmen, there were those who would be moved to tears just by him talking to them, just by Altur showing interest.

But these fellows were different.

Maybe they didn’t know anything because they were freshmen?

‘What should I do…’

Just when Grun was at a loss in this completely unexpected situation—

“Hey, hey. This is getting hostile. Sorry about that. I was just curious about who the rumored top student was. You’re in the Autonomous Major but passed our Magic Department head’s test, right? Then naturally our Magic Department should pay attention too.”

Altur appeared.

Grun felt like he had met his savior.

“Right. I’m the one who asked for it. I told Grun to bring you over. Outstanding talent should be with us.”

At those words, several Magic Department freshmen looked on with envious gazes.

5th year representative Altur.

A name the Magic Department freshmen had already heard before enrollment.

Though not quite on Arabella Sogress’s level, he was someone who received plenty of love from professors with talent and skill worthy enough.

His influence within the department was tremendous, and several Magic Towers were already showing interest in him.

Being on Altur’s good side was practically equivalent to having an easy Academy life.

However, Dane’s response to those words shocked everyone.

“And who are you supposed to be?”

The shock came for two reasons.

One was that Dane didn’t recognize Altur.

The other was…

“Doesn’t the Magic Department teach basic self-introductions?”

Dane had landed a blow on Altur by mentioning basic courtesy.

Altur’s face hardened coldly.

“What did you say?”

“If you have business with someone, shouldn’t you come and introduce yourself first? That’s how I was taught.”

Altur, who had instantly become the ill-mannered one, realized something was slowly beginning to boil inside him.

‘This insolent little…’

Arabella Sogress.

This was the younger brother of the senior he admired.

That’s why he had made the generous decision to have him brought over with good intentions, and not knowing that, he dares to act so arrogantly?

Right, he’s still young.

A freshman who knows nothing, probably thinking his family’s power is his own power.

But does he know?

That in this Academy, family power doesn’t mean much.

Of course, being from the Sogress Count House gave him an advantage from the start, but not against this Altur.

“Have you considered that this behavior might affect your family’s reputation?”

So Altur asked gently, as if teaching and soothing.

Of course, Dane’s answer was simple.

“Haven’t really thought about it.”

Altur barely managed to speak while suppressing his urge to draw up his mana immediately.

“…It seems you’re the one lacking manners.”

Dane went one step further and snickered.

“Isn’t it natural when someone comes without revealing their name or identity and immediately tries to lecture you?”

Here came the finishing blow.

“So who exactly are you?”

The atmosphere around them turned cold and heavy.

Altur was a fearsome existence.

At least within the Magic Department, the moment you crossed him, your Academy life was over.

And Altur knew how to use these facts well to always turn every situation to his advantage.

Perhaps that’s why.

Even though the fellow before him was the younger brother of Arabella, his ideal, he felt the need to teach him a lesson.

‘Senior will understand.’

Because Arabella cared for him.

Because she had praised him as a good talent in front of others.

“You seem to need some education.”

Just as Altur said that.

“Is there some problem?”

The department head, Professor Denabo, entered the lecture hall.

Then everyone pretended nothing had happened as if by agreement.

“Hehe. Altur. Already marking your territory? Hey, be careful. That fellow is a scary one. He’s the first Autonomous Major student in 50 years, you know?”

Altur answered with a full smile as if he had been waiting.

“No, Professor. Since he’s the younger brother of Arabella Sogress, the senior I respect, I was just trying to greet him.”

“Ah. That’s right. Arabella. I’m actually on my way to meet her. Hehe. Well, let’s save the getting acquainted for after the lecture.”

“Yes, Professor.”

Altur naturally returned to his seat.

And he instructed two students who were practically his subordinates and Grun.

“Bring that fellow to ‘that place.'”

“‘That place’ means…”

“Grun. After the lecture ends, pretend to apologize ‘politely.’ As politely as possible. And bring him.”

“Is… is that okay? Earlier he said to come directly… ah, I understand.”

Grun saw Altur’s expression and bowed his head deeply.

Scary.

So much so that it was hard to make eye contact.

Altur curled up the corners of his mouth thinking about what would happen after the lecture ended.

‘Senior Arabella will understand.’

Senior Arabella would know.

How meaningless family names are in Academy life.

Senior Arabella was like that too.

Rather than flaunting her family name, she competed purely with skill and earned many people’s respect.

It was time to show that fellow how scary the world could be.

“Mm. Today’s orientation will be conducted simply. Since everyone seems to want that. Still, befitting the subject called ‘Practical Application,’ I’d like to do a light mana measurement.”

The lecture began amid this situation.

Professor Denabo looked around at the nearly 100 students and grinned.

“Mana measurement is simple. You come up in front of this device and infuse your mana into it. Since you’re all participating in this class, you should all know how to handle mana, so I’ll skip that method. That’s how we measure your comprehensive mana rank.”

Professor Denabo then opened his spatial storage, took out the device, and placed his hand directly on it.

And after a moment.

“Ooh!”

“As expected of the Professor…”

The device projected mana into the air, and the mana wove together like thread, drawing eight rings.

What it meant was simple.

8-Circle.

The first qualification to become a Magic Tower Master and the highest level among existing mages.

Professor Denabo waited for the cheers to die down, then shrugged his shoulders.

“That’s exactly how it works. Of course, even within the same circle, if it’s a bit higher, the color expressed becomes deeper.”

“What about cases where there’s no circle?”

To the question from a student who appeared to be from a department other than the Magic Department, Professor Denabo spoke as if telling them not to worry.

“Don’t worry. Not having a circle doesn’t mean you lack talent. Circles are literally a prerequisite for using chain-level magic, but not having a circle right now doesn’t mean you lack talent for mana.”

The student who asked the question felt relieved by that answer.

But Professor Denabo immediately added a condition.

“Of course, we can’t just verify simple mana alone. If you’re taking this class, you should at least know basic introductory magic.”

So-called prerequisite learning.

Amid the students’ shock, Professor Denabo took out something additional from his spatial storage. It was a transparent bowl containing dozens of orbs.

“Watch.”

Whooom.

As Professor Denabo waved his hand in the air, dozens of orbs all slowly rose up.

Then, when they rose higher than his head, the orbs moved and finally formed letters.

It was one of the runic languages used for incantation.

It could be called a kind of performance.

“Ooh!”

“Amazing…”

Telekinesis is introductory magic.

But even introductory magic can have such different power depending on the user.

As a simple example, someone who has just developed mana and encountered introductory magic, no matter how overwhelming their talent, can only lift two orbs simultaneously, three at most.

Because mana must be applied to each orb individually.

Naturally, rearranging orbs to form letters like Professor Denabo showed was unthinkable.

‘Cute fellows.’

Professor Denabo smiled with satisfaction and gathered the orbs back together, placing them neatly in the bowl.

Then he stepped aside and pointed to one student.

“Altur? Today is just auditing, but if you don’t mind, would you come forward and demonstrate?”

“Yes, I understand, Professor.”

Altur stepped forward confidently.

At that sight, the Magic Department students’ admiring gazes focused on him.

Altur was enjoying those gazes.

‘I should show my dignity.’

Altur glanced at Dane once as if telling him to watch carefully.

Dane was expressionless.

As if uninterested.

But Altur didn’t mind and placed his hand on the device, pouring in his mana.

“Oh ho, you’ve developed even more.”

What appeared in the air were four rings.

It meant 4-Chain.

And a very deep blue 4-Chain at that.

“It’s thanks to your teaching, Professor.”

“Heh heh. As if I did anything. Now, did everyone see? Generally, 4-Chain is a level that can only appear after Academy graduation. Even then, most cases are just barely achieving 4-Chain. But your senior is already at 4-Chain. It’s truly overwhelming talent. Watch carefully. Who knows? You might gain enlightenment from this fellow’s words and accelerate your skill improvement.”

As Professor Denabo praised him highly, the students showed expressions full of awe.

Altur naturally enjoyed those gazes and looked at Dane.

Look here.

You may be the precious youngest son of the Sogress Count House, but in this Academy, I’m several levels above you.

“I’ll continue with the demonstration.”

Altur immediately brought his hand toward the orbs.

How many would be possible?

What was certain was that he could lift more than that fellow over there.

No matter how outstanding that fellow’s talent, he himself was a fifth-year.

The difference in experience could never be ignored.

“Hup.”

The moment Altur drew up his mana—

“My goodness!”

“How many is that?”

“It looks like more than ten?”

A full fifteen orbs rose into the air.

“Hnngh!”

Altur was truly using all his strength.

His face gradually reddened from holding his breath, and his hands were trembling slightly.

He was overexerting himself.

But he couldn’t let it show.

‘I’ll do it.’

And finally, the fifteen orbs Altur had lifted divided into groups of five and formed three lines.

“As expected. Excellent. Now, everyone applaud!”

And amid the applause, Altur barely managed to safely lower the orbs without being caught.

“Good work, go back to your seat.”

“Yes, Professor.”

His legs were shaky and his hands trembled, but Altur maintained his smile.

He must always appear dignified and composed.

“As expected of Senior Altur.”

“Which Magic Tower will he go to later?”

And Professor Denabo added as if he had forgotten.

“Oh, by the way, if there’s no mana at all, nothing will appear, so if you’re concerned about this, you may leave now. After all, if you have no mana, it’ll be difficult to attend this lecture.”

No student stood up.

Even the students from other departments had come to attend this lecture knowing how to handle at least a tiny bit of mana.

Professor Denabo confirmed that no students were standing up and nodded.

“Good. Then let’s begin.”

Thus the orientation began.

In reality, it was no different from a test that revealed the talents of all the students here in front of everyone.

Those overflowing with talent received attention, while those lacking talent received glares.

It would be fortunate if they gritted their teeth and worked hard, but some lost confidence.

But that’s exactly what the Academy was like.

“Hmm. Try working a bit harder. Next.”

Students who realized their magical talent was worse or more ordinary than expected were shocked one after another.

Students who couldn’t properly lift even a single orb, or at best dropped the orbs they managed to lift immediately.

“Hmm.”

Professor Denabo made an ambiguous expression and called the next person.

“Dane Sogress.”

As Dane stood up from his seat, gazes focused on him.

They were complex and subtle gazes.

Most of the Magic Department students who had seen his actions toward Altur just now had looks that said, “Let’s see just how well you do.”

On the other hand, the eyes of students from other departments were full of curiosity.

‘I’ll laugh at you to my heart’s content.’

Since he passed the Department Head’s test, he naturally must have talent.

But it wouldn’t match his own level.

Altur thought so.

“Begin.”

Until Dane placed his hand on the device and channeled his mana into it.

Whooom.

In that moment when a flash of green light seemed to appear—

 

[Unmeasurable]

 

A single line of text was projected into the air with mana.

“Unmea…surable?”

Amid one student’s dazed muttering, Professor Denabo’s eyes widened.

Like a true mage, he was thinking through every possible scenario in his head.

This device’s accuracy reaches 100 percent.

Enough to filter out all those fellows who had concealed their true level.

But ‘unmeasurable’?

He had never seen this before.

‘Why does it seem oddly green?’

The color seemed a bit different, but that wasn’t what mattered.

Everyone’s gaze was directed toward Professor Denabo and Dane.

In the end, Professor Denabo had no choice but to cover up this situation with plausible words.

“Ah, ahaha. It seems the device has been overloaded.”

He tried to hide his flustered expression, but that was only momentary.

The moment Dane reached for the bowl containing the orbs, Professor Denabo realized.

‘What in the world is this…’

An absurd talent.

An overwhelming talent.

An insurmountable talent.

“Wh-what is that!”

“All the orbs are floating…?”

“Is that even possible?”

The bowl was completely empty, and dozens of orbs were floating in the air.

“…”

Thanks to this, Altur was left speechless.

“There he goes again.”

Leila just shrugged her shoulders as if this wasn’t surprising anymore.

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