Reincarnated as a Genius Prodigy of a Prestigious Family - Chapter 53

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Reincarnated as a Legendary Talent Genius of a Noble Family Episode 53

 

 

 

26. Your Name Is (2)

 

 

After some deliberation and Little Sister’s advice, I was able to decide on this fellow’s name.

Originally, I had planned to name him after a dog I had spent quite a long time with in the barracks during my previous life, but Sister adamantly opposed it.

-What kind of name is Happy! Who gives names like that these days!

What’s wrong with Happy?

It’s easy to call and sounds endearing.

Anyway, thanks to Little Sister’s fierce opposition, the name Happy was rejected.

In the end, I was able to decide on a name with Ernest’s advice.

Karnas.

“How is it?”

-It sounds good? What does it mean?

“Mystery.”

-Perfect. Ask if he likes it.

I asked the fellow.

“Karnas, how is it? It’s your name.”

“Kyreuk!”

Judging by how he’s flapping his wings, that must mean he likes it, right?

Anyway, I fell asleep with the fellow whose name I had decided, and the next morning I woke up, washed briefly, and prepared to go out with Karnas.

He was still too young to leave behind, and I couldn’t risk him causing some accident while I was away.

And since I had decided not to hide him particularly, it would be better to take him around from when he’s young.

“Kyreuk! Kyreuk!”

“Are you that happy to go out?”

“Kyreuk!”

Should I take him for regular walks?

Since this fellow is completely unknown, I’ll have to learn about him step by step.

Still, he’s quite perceptive.

As soon as other students started appearing, he quickly hid in my arms.

“Kyreuk.”

The way he looked up at me from inside my arms was so cute that I burst out laughing.

Like that, I headed to the lecture hall where the Summoning Department first-year major classes were held with Karnas.

The lecture hall was called Bermudez Building.

It was named after the famous scholar Bermudez.

But Little Sister was waiting in front of the lecture hall.

“Dane.”

“Sister?”

Little Sister’s eyes looked very puffy, as if she hadn’t slept a wink all night.

“What happened?”

“I was experimenting and writing a paper last night. Since I couldn’t sleep anyway, I came to see our youngest going to class.”

“I’m not a child.”

“You are a child. At fourteen years old.”

Right, I was fourteen.

I’ve lived fourteen years in this new life, so I should be used to it, but sometimes I forget that I’m still in a fourteen-year-old body.

“By the way, did you really break through the dormitory barrier?”

“Yeah. It just happened somehow?”

“Our youngest really… You’re not hurt anywhere, are you?”

“Of course not.”

When I grinned at her, Little Sister asked with a relieved expression.

“Oh right, where’s Karnas?”

“Here.”

When I pointed to my chest, Karnas poked his head out. Then as soon as he saw Little Sister, he cried out as if happy to see her.

“Kyreuk!”

“Oh my, how cute.”

Little Sister approached with an enchanted expression and tickled Karnas under the chin.

Then Karnas gently closed his eyes and went limp as if entrusting his body to Little Sister’s touch.

“Kyreeuuk…”

He looks like he’s in complete bliss.

He’s not even a puppy.

“Dane, but can you really take him around with you?”

“Of course. What’s there that I can’t take him around for?”

“I’m worried someone might covet him. Even familiar eggs are worth an enormous amount.”

Familiar eggs are said to be traded for enormous sums once confirmed to be genuine.

Wasn’t it worth several mansions?

And if it’s a hatched familiar, the value goes without saying.

“Dane, will it really be okay?”

Well.

Even so, I have no intention of selling this fellow to anyone or letting him be taken away.

He’s a fellow I hatched with my own mana.

I wonder if this is how it feels to have a child.

Of course, thinking of the heartless parents who even sell their children as child soldiers to the battlefield for money, parents vary too.

“It doesn’t matter. I’ll protect him well.”

“Kyreuk!”

Karnas also cried out vigorously as if he liked it.

Little Sister smiled helplessly.

“Alright. You’ll do well. And if anyone bothers you…”

I think I know what comes next without hearing it.

Not just Little Sister and Big Sister, but the entire family would step forward.

Our family is that kind of place.

That’s why I’m not worried.

“Oh, but he’s still young and might get stressed, so I’m planning to carry him around like this until he grows up.”

“That’s a good idea. Until then, try not to reveal him if possible. Got it?”

It’s partly out of concern for me, but also for this fellow’s sake. I nodded.

“Yeah, I got it. I’ll go now.”

“Okay. Go and do well. And if possible… it’s better not to give Professor Temerik any reason to find fault.”

He must be someone with a not-so-great personality.

“He gives tons of work, and well, you know.”

For some reason, I could sense regret in Sister’s appearance.

“Oh right, Dane.”

“Yeah?”

“About that ancient mana, you said the egg reacted after you obtained it.”

“That’s right?”

“It will probably, no, almost definitely affect your summoning arts too. So if you ever need to use them, you have to be careful. Summoned beasts are very sensitive to their summoner’s mana state.”

This was precious advice from Little Sister.

I hadn’t tried summoning arts even once since my circle was formed with ancient magic power.

“Of course, if you control it well, even greater things will be possible. I’ll need to look into it more. Since it’s different mana from other people.”

I grinned at those words.

I could do even more than that.

Which means….

“Sister’s going to go now. Contact me if anything happens, okay?”

“Yeah. I will.”

She must be busy, how can she do that.

I’m not even a child.

Still, she probably needs to say things like this to feel at ease.

With that, I left Little Sister behind and finally entered Bermudez Building.

“That kid is Dane Sogress? Right?”

“Amazing. It’s my first time seeing him. His hair color is incredible, isn’t it?”

“He’s handsome….”

“Should we try to entice him to join our club?”

“He’s in the autonomous major, right? Does that mean he’ll attend our department’s classes?”

Amidst the sounds I could hear, I found and entered the lecture hall where the class would be held.

The morning lecture I would attend today was Professor Temerick Spiano’s ‘Summoning Theory 1’.

Just from the name alone, it reeked of being a beginner’s course.

I’d learned quite a bit from Little Sister so there would be content I already knew, but still, Academy lectures are different.

As I took out my writing materials, I suddenly felt like I was being stared at unusually intensely and looked up.

But there wasn’t anyone glaring at me that much.

Was it my imagination?

 

 

‘D-did I imagine it?’

Digron Tiren.

The eldest son of Count Tiren, who was now too embarrassed to even be called a capital noble.

Digron, a third-year in the Summoning Department who had even his summoned beast stolen by Dane a few years ago, calmed his suddenly sinking heart.

‘Damn it, that guy really came to the lecture!’

Digron wanted to cry.

He had heard the news that Dane enrolled in the Academy.

He was in the autonomous major, and he knew that one of the three subjects Dane passed during the entrance exam was summoning.

So he knew they would meet someday….

But of all places, he had to come to this lecture that he had to retake because he failed it in his first year.

‘Should I drop the course even now? No, if I drop it again this time, the professor will kill me….’

Digron’s hands trembled.

The memory of that day was still vivid.

He had intended to give him a moderate beating, but he was the one who got beaten instead.

And miserably, without even managing a proper counterattack!

He even had his summoned beast stolen.

That wasn’t the end of it.

‘Since that day, Father has….’

After being expelled from the castle by Count Sogress’s order to leave, the rumors spread rapidly and Count Tiren completely fell from the eyes of the capital nobles.

More precisely, it could be said that he fell out of favor with Duke Termion, who had been in the same place at that time.

Though he somehow maintained the title of ‘capital noble’, Count Tiren’s reputation was now rock bottom, making his count title meaningless.

To what extent? When he attended the Imperial Noble Council led by Duke Termion, no one would even speak to him.

Naturally… Digron, who had been the starting point of that incident, also had to spend gloomy days.

It was natural that friends wouldn’t talk to him, and Count Tiren would often get drunk and hurl abuse at him.

Of course, all of this was self-inflicted.

Count Tiren was the one who escalated the situation, but Digron was the one who provided the cause.

For these reasons, Digron was now doing the ironic act of desperately avoiding Dane’s gaze while also stealing glances at him.

‘What should I do?’

Anyway, Digron, who had talent and managed to enroll in the Academy, had been able to temporarily forget the nightmare and trauma of that day, but now that wouldn’t be possible.

As Digron nervously chewed his nails, a senior next to him tilted his head.

“What’s wrong, Digron. Are you nervous because it’s a retake?”

“Ha, haha. Y-yes, senior.”

“What’s the big deal about retaking? Everyone does it at least once. You already know the content anyway, right? We naturally have an advantage over the freshmen. You just need to get good grades this time.”

“Y-yes.”

The senior treated Digron quite kindly.

For reference, Digron’s image within the Summoning Department wasn’t too bad.

He had quite a bit of talent, so despite being a third-year, he was already at a level where he could summon 4th-grade summoned beasts without difficulty.

This was Digron, who had already been able to summon Gendpu, a 5th-grade summoned beast, seven years ago.

In that sense, unlike how he was treated outside the Academy, he was quite recognized here. He even behaved quietly without causing trouble.

“Hey, but do you see that kid over there?”

“Who?”

Digron turned his head and was startled.

Because Dane was where the senior was pointing.

“That kid, Dane Sogress. The one who chose summoning as a subject and passed when he entered as an autonomous major this time.”

“….”

“Isn’t he amazing? His family is the Sogress County, and his little sister is Claire Sogress. I heard his talent is tremendous too? Wow, life would be worth living if I were like that.”

How could he not know?

He knew too well, that was the problem.

The senior seemed to not know well how the Tiren family ended up in that state.

“He won’t change his major later, will he? I really respect Senior Claire. Ah. If he were in the Summoning Department, I would have treated him really well. Don’t you think so?”

“Y-yes.”

The senior tilted his head.

“Why are you sweating so much? Are you sick?”

“N-no. Just going to the bathroom for a moment….”

Creak.

Just then the door opened and the Summoning Department professor, Professor Temerick Spiano, entered. Digron swallowed his tears and stuck his bottom back to the seat.

“Nice to meet you. I’m Temerick Spiano, a professor at the Imperial Academy’s Summoning Department.”

The lecture began without any chance to escape.

It was a very heavy voice.

“Since it’s a morning class, everyone’s eyes don’t look too good. For reference, anyone who sleeps in my class gets a warning for the first offense, and from the second offense onward, they’ll be kicked out of that day’s lecture and receive penalty points. Make sure to remember that.”

The freshmen looked miserable at the rule that left them speechless.

Professor Temerik grinned at that reaction, then tilted his head at a strange energy he suddenly felt.

Something heterogeneous yet mysteriously mystical was caught by his sensing ability and then disappeared.

‘Did I sense it wrong?’

Professor Temerik continued speaking instead of tracking that feeling.

“This lecture, ‘Summoning Theory 1’, will teach you the theoretical aspects of summoning from the basics. The freshmen in the Summoning Department here will learn this theory thoroughly and take their first steps as summoners. Therefore, lectures that teach the basics are extremely important. Around the time you advance from fourth to fifth year, you’ll take regular exams to become official summoners, and without this theoretical foundation, you can’t even guarantee passing the written test.”

The content was brutal.

For reference, the summoner selection regular exam was notorious for being difficult.

Above all, it was an absolute evaluation.

In other words, if you fell short, you’d be eliminated regardless of how well you did compared to others.

“Of course, there’s also a special screening exam where you just need to prove a few qualifications… but it’s not an easy test.”

At those words, one freshman raised his hand.

“Professor, I’m Dean Vitrone, a freshman in the Summoning Department. I have a question.”

“Go ahead.”

“Then what kind of qualifications does that ‘special screening exam’ look at?”

Professor Temerik immediately approached the blackboard and wrote down several things.

“It’s as follows. First. Can you summon a Grade 5 or higher summoned beast using the blank sigil provided in the examination hall?”

Murmurs arose.

Most of those here weren’t even sure if they could bring out a Grade 7 summoned beast—the lowest rank—even with a sigil, let alone a Grade 5.

“Second. Can you maintain the summoned beast for more than 30 minutes?”

“….”

The murmurs soon died down.

Because it was an absurd condition.

30 minutes.

Students learning summoning arts for the first time can maintain their first successful summon for 5 minutes at most.

But 30 minutes?

However, the highlight was the third condition.

“Third. Do you possess the subjective talent worthy of passing the special examination?”

The third was the key point.

A subjective condition.

“This means special examination candidates can fail even if they satisfy the first two conditions.”

“Then what exactly is that subjective condition?”

At the additional question, Professor Temerik shrugged his shoulders.

“Whatever it is, you must catch their attention. That’s what the special examination is.”

It was absurd.

But unlike the freshmen, the second-year and above Summoning Department students who already knew its notorious reputation were nodding their heads.

In the end, it meant only truly special students could pass.

“Now do you understand why it’s called the ‘special examination’?”

“….”

“And one more thing.”

It was one mountain after another.

“You need recommendations from at least two authorities in summoning arts to qualify for applying to the special examination.”

The exam was already difficult, and now recommendations too.

In short, it was telling them not to even dream of it.

It seemed like they were saying to just not apply and quietly wait for the regular exam instead.

Professor Temerik looked at the bewildered freshmen and suddenly made eye contact with a certain student.

Dane Sogress.

That student who had fixed his gaze on him.

‘Hmm. What I heard is quite unbelievable.’

Professor Temerik had heard from Department Head Professor Delfineso about what happened during the autonomous major entrance exam.

The story of successfully attempting an additional link with Eterak, a Grade 4 summoned beast that Professor Delfineso had personally summoned.

‘No, of course it’s unbelievable.’

A story that could never be accepted within the bounds of common sense.

While Professor Delfineso’s authority was well-established, someone of Professor Temerik’s level wouldn’t readily believe such stories unless he saw them with his own eyes.

Who knows?

Perhaps Professor Delfineso had some corrupt relationship with the Sogress Count House and let him pass with some made-up story.

For Professor Temerik, who had been stuck as second-in-command for over 10 years, unable to even dream of the department head position because of Professor Delfineso, it was a strangely rational suspicion.

‘I should verify this.’

If it wasn’t true, he could use this to create a flaw and apply subtle pressure.

“Anyway, the first step toward passing the regular exam, which is our primary goal, will begin with this lecture, so I hope you follow along well.”

Professor Temerik added while saying this.

“Well, those fellows capable of summoning arts would easily pass the theory, but naturally there wouldn’t be any among the freshmen. Isn’t that right?”

It was quiet.

There was no way freshmen could be capable of summoning arts.

All the freshmen here hadn’t taken an exam on whether they were capable of ‘summoning arts,’ but had only gone through theory and affinity tests to enter.

If they were ‘Summoning Department majors,’ that is.

“Is there any fellow who’s capable? Though there shouldn’t be.”

Then someone raised their hand.

“I’m capable.”

At the words spoken by a freshman raising his hand, everyone’s attention was drawn.

The silver-haired freshman.

The youngest son of the Sogress Count House.

It was Dane Sogress.

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