Reincarnated as a Genius Prodigy of a Prestigious Family - Chapter 48

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Reincarnated as a Legendary Talent Genius of a Noble Family Episode 48

 

 

 

23. This Guy’s from the Swordsmanship Department?

 

 

Like most noble children, Bron’s family was everything to him.

To nobles, family represents honor and the identity that defines them. Even entering the Academy doesn’t change that.

Especially since he was the eldest son of the prestigious Count Sauer Family from the Western Region.

Such pride often gets shattered.

For instance, just like right now.

‘Sogress… Count House…?’

The Sogress Count House.

No matter how much the Count Sauer Family was called the ruler of the west, it couldn’t compare to the prestige of the Sogress Count House.

War hero, Aken Sogress.

His fame reached not only the west but even the countryside of the Empire.

It was unbelievable.

Why would that idiot Ernest be hanging around with the Young Master of the Sogress Count House!

Though it was a completely mismatched combination, everything happening now pointed to the truth.

That silver hair.

The overwhelming strength that subdued him instantly with just a staff, despite having no blade.

Then Dane approached and pointed the staff at Bron.

Bron’s body trembled instinctively.

Unless he was a fool, he could tell.

The fact that he wasn’t even a match for his opponent.

‘I lost even though I have two cores…’

Fourteen years old.

Having two cores at this age was remarkable.

This was why Bron was called a genius, and why his talent allowed him to reign like a king among the western noble children.

But not anymore.

A greater genius stood before him.

Because of that genius named Dane Sogress who had subdued him like this with just two strikes.

“Now what should I do?”

“…”

“You drew your real sword and lost like this.”

Dane continued speaking indifferently.

“Normally, I should be able to take your life.”

Bron looked up in shock.

“Wh-what are you saying!”

“That’s right. Well, from my perspective it wasn’t exactly a fair duel… but still, you drew your real sword.”

It sent chills down his spine.

It didn’t seem like a joke.

It was a look in his eyes he’d never seen before.

Of course Bron couldn’t know, but Dane’s current gaze was no different from Agrik’s eyes in his previous life when cutting down enemies.

“I’ll give you time to get up.”

Dane said this and stepped back again.

Then Bron urgently shouted.

“W-wait!”

His head was dizzy from being hit in the abdomen, and the pain from his broken arm was gradually overwhelming him.

And the moment he saw those eyes, he knew.

That he might really leave this world if things went wrong.

The fellows who used to worship him like a king were watching from the side, but that wasn’t what mattered now.

“Wait for what?”

“…”

“If you have nothing to say, get up.”

Bron finally squeezed his eyes shut and shouted.

“I-I’ll apologize…”

Had he ever been this pathetic before?

Probably not.

He was begging for forgiveness more pathetically than when his father Count Sauer caught him secretly smoking pipe tobacco and beat him senseless.

Of course, only Bron and his group thought it was pathetic.

It was a natural apology.

But the direction was wrong.

“To whom?”

“T-to you! I-I’m sorry for not recognizing you. I never dreamed you were Dane Sogress…”

Dane, who had been quietly listening to the answer, shook his head.

“You won’t do.”

“Wh-what do you mean?”

Dane began approaching again as he spoke.

“Think about it carefully.”

Bron’s mind raced frantically.

What did I do wrong? Was it because I drew my real sword? Or because I picked a fight with the Sogress Count House?

“Who should you be apologizing to?”

Only then did Bron vaguely realize something.

Ernest’s figure visible behind the approaching Dane.

Thwack!

“Urgh!”

Then the end of the staff Dane held struck Bron’s chest.

It wasn’t enough to break bones, but it was a sufficient blow.

Bron, sprawled on the ground again, urgently shouted.

“Keh, cough! S-sorry! Ernest! I’m sorry!”

Dane tilted his head.

“You don’t seem very sorry.”

Then he gestured to Ernest.

“Ernest. Could you come here for a moment?”

“Uh, y-yeah.”

Ernest’s emotions were complex.

He was amazed by this side of Dane he’d never imagined.

And it was fascinating.

That the most terrifying figure in his world looked so helpless.

Honestly, it felt refreshing.

On the other hand, it was regrettable.

Why hadn’t he even thought to resist?

“You understand what I mean, right?”

As Ernest approached, Dane turned back to Bron and asked.

Bron trembled all over.

“E-Ernest. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. Sorry for bullying you…”

Dane asked Ernest again.

“Handle it yourself.”

“Huh?”

“Beat him until you feel better, or accept his apology and end it. Do whatever feels right to you.”

Dane added.

“Whatever happens, it seems like there won’t be any more bullying from now on.”

If he got caught doing that again, he couldn’t even imagine what would happen.

This was a friend of the young master of Count Sogress no less.

For Bron, he couldn’t even think of touching him.

“….”

Ernest thought for a moment.

In his heart, he wanted to hit him once or dozens of times to feel better….

But for some reason, he didn’t want to do that.

So after much thought, he opened his mouth.

“…Next time, fight me fair and square.”

While Bron looked up blankly, Ernest continued with a determined expression.

“I’ll fight you and win.”

Everyone has their own way of overcoming trauma.

Although he had received Dane’s help, Ernest didn’t want to end things half-heartedly here.

As Dane said, he couldn’t live like this forever.

‘That’s good.’

And Dane smiled.

He thought he was a weak fellow, but he had more backbone than expected.

Well, he’d need at least this much backbone to explore ruins and travel to various remote places as befitting the Exploration Department.

“….”

Thanks to this, Bron felt even more humiliated.

It was already maddening to be in this state, but now the fellow he had treated worse than a bug was declaring he would fight him.

It would have been better to be beaten until he passed out.

‘Damn it….’

Bron swallowed his anger, and Ernest turned around. Dane patted Ernest’s shoulder.

“Well done.”

“Thank you, Dane….”

Ernest was sincere.

If it weren’t for Dane, he might have had to spend his entire Academy life struggling in that helplessness again today.

But meeting Dane gave him courage.

He had received too great a gift.

‘I’ll repay you, definitely.’

Ernest nodded with determination.

“Hey, Dane! That’s Dane, right?”

In the midst of this, a voice suddenly rang out.

“I waited and waited but you didn’t come, so I came looking, and here you are?”

The person who emerged from the garden corner was none other than Leila.

Leila looked at the four fallen members of Bron’s group, then Dane, then Ernest in turn, tilting her head.

“What? Did you have a fight?”

“Yeah. There was a bit of trouble. Did you wait long?”

“Yes! I’ve never waited this long before!”

Leila approached with a pouty expression and glanced at the fallen Bron’s group.

“What suddenly happened?”

“Ah. They picked a fight with us.”

“That’s unfortunate. Of all people, they had to pick on you.”

“Wouldn’t it be better than picking on you, Leila?”

Bron’s eyes flashed at the name Leila.

‘L-Leila?’

Wasn’t Leila the young lady of Termion he had been thinking about and talking about conquering until just a while ago?

It was certain.

He didn’t want to admit it, but that rose-colored hair proved she was Leila.

‘Damn it….’

Then Dane drove a nail into Bron’s chest.

“Oh, right. Leila, he’s from the Swordsmanship Department. Same freshman as you.”

“Huh? Who? That guy lying there?”

“Yeah. That’s what he said. Do you know who he is?”

“No idea. I’m not really curious either.”

Leila turned her head as if she had no interest at all, and Bron buried his head on the ground with a heartbroken feeling.

It was another moment when a reason not to mess with Dane was added.

And….

It was also the worst day of his life.

 

 

Meeting Leila was unexpected, but the commotion was resolved well.

Actually, it couldn’t even be called a commotion.

It would only be a commotion if someone saw it, but only the parties involved saw it.

Why did Mother’s words suddenly come to mind – that if there are no witnesses, it’s assassination?

Anyway, those fellows won’t be able to touch Ernest.

It doesn’t matter even if they don’t come to their senses and mess with him again.

Because Ernest has made up his mind.

“I need to learn something too, whether it’s swordsmanship, spear arts, magic, or whatever.”

Judging by his firm determination, it seemed quite reliable.

“But… I didn’t know I could knock that guy down in one hit.”

Ah.

I recalled Ernest knocking down one of them with his fist earlier.

It seems the 2-Chain Mana Suppression Magic I learned from Sidrain worked quite well.

Well, there’s no need to tell him the truth.

He seems to have gained great confidence from it.

“But who are you?”

Then I heard Leila’s voice.

Only then did I introduce Ernest.

“This is Ernest. Ernest Dylan. He’s the only son of Baron Dylan. Same freshman as us. First year in the Exploration Department. Ernest? This is Leila. Leila Termion. The youngest daughter of Duke Termion House. Also a freshman, and my friend.”

“N-nice to…meet you!”

The way he used formal speech out of surprise was quite amusing. Leila rolled her eyes even while shaking hands with Ernest.

“I’m not your senior, you know?”

“R-right….”

“This is the Academy. Could you just treat me as a friend?”

“O-okay!”

Ernest nodded with an expression that anyone could see was extremely honored.

Leila herself seemed interested in Ernest’s department.

“But the Exploration Department? What kind of department is that?”

“Uh-huh. Various ruins and secret places and… it’s a place that explores all sorts of things!”

I casually helped from the side.

“His family is supposedly very famous for exploration.”

“Really?”

Leila’s eyes sparkled.

“Oh right, Dane. What if we show him that map we got? Maybe he’d know something about it?”

“Casually pretending we got it together? I was the one who threw the dagger though?”

“What! I threw it together with you! Why are you drawing lines?”

“Can you hit that spot?”

“What if I practice and hit it? You think I can’t do it?”

“Go ahead and hit it then. What do you want to bet?”

“Ugh, so petty!”

Seeing me and Leila bickering, Ernest asked.

“You two seem really close. Have you known each other since you were little?”

“Not since we were very little. We first met when I was 7. I went to visit the Southern Region for her birthday.”

“Ah, I see.”

Ernest asked with a curious expression.

“You two would draw attention wherever you go together. You’re both from the continent’s greatest families. Plus being first and second place…”

Now that he mentioned it, that was true.

We do attract attention wherever we go.

Well, but it doesn’t matter.

If I worried about that stuff, I wouldn’t have thought of coming to the Academy in the first place.

“Anyway, this worked out well. I was actually planning to come find you, Ernest.”

“Me, me?”

“Yeah. This is a treasure map.”

When I took out the case to show him, Ernest’s eyes went wide.

“A, a treasure map? Wait, could it be that thing…”

“That’s right. The one we got from dagger throwing.”

“I actually heard about it in passing earlier! So that was you guys!”

Ernest looked at the case with a dangerous expression.

I was startled.

It was like the expression of soldiers who hadn’t eaten for days looking at food supplies.

A kind of madness, you could say.

“I, I want to see it quickly.”

Map addiction syndrome, something like that?

I hadn’t heard that such a thing existed though.

I pondered for a moment, then made eye contact with Leila and nodded before handing over the case containing the map.

“Great!”

Ernest examined the map case extremely carefully with an excited expression.

For someone with madness gleaming in his eyes, his touch was incredibly meticulous.

“Why is he acting like that?”

“I don’t know. Maybe that’s how he gets when he sees maps.”

“Ah, I see. That’s a thing too?”

I looked at Leila in disbelief.

There’s nothing this girl won’t say.

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