Reincarnated as a Genius Prodigy of a Prestigious Family - Chapter 73

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Reincarnated as a Legendary Talent Genius of a Noble Family Episode 73

 

 

 

38. A Bed is a Bed After All

 

 

The Academy disciplinary committee, guards, and priests from the Imperial Holy Church’s Academy diocese stood dumbfounded at the completely wrecked interior of the hall.

It looked as if a storm had swept through the hall.

The furnishings were utterly shattered, pillars were gouged in places, and white bones were scattered everywhere.

Thinking the undead had finally gone on a rampage, they had rushed here in haste, but what on earth had happened here?

“Could this be… the work of undead?”

One guard muttered blankly, but no one answered.

A priest gasped in a voice barely audible.

“How could the necromancy that should fill this hall be…”

Though it was a mess, there was even a sense of sanctity about it.

What could have possibly happened?

300 years ago.

Saint Aimar and his followers, who met their deaths in this hall for plotting rebellion, should be wandering as undead.

But all that could be seen now were white bones that were presumably those undead, and traces of divine power scattered here and there.

Something impossible had occurred.

“Just who could have done such a thing…”

Saint Aimar’s Hall was a restricted area.

But from what they had learned on their way here, no intrusion alarms had been triggered.

If this hadn’t happened naturally, it meant someone had secretly entered and committed this ‘terrorism’ before escaping.

“Find traces! We must discover who did this!”

But no traces were found, and amid this confusion, shouts from guards who had headed to the underground tomb could be heard.

“It’s from the underground tomb!”

The priests hurried in that direction.

After passing through the damp, humid path leading to the underground tomb, what they finally encountered was…

“Traces of divine power.”

It was a feeling in the air that indicated very dense and rich divine power had lingered here.

Traces of divine power that could only be felt from high priests of tremendous rank were now being conveyed to the priests.

“Could it be Saint Aimar’s?”

“…”

Saint Aimar was a rebel.

An enemy to the Empire, someone already expelled from the Imperial Holy Church.

But there was no one else it could be.

When such divine power emanated from Saint Aimar’s Hall, whose else could it be?

The problem was this.

“…Did someone liberate him?”

The fact that Saint Aimar, who had become undead, was emitting divine power again meant he had been liberated.

Then, who had done it?

It was impossible for an undead to liberate itself.

“What on earth happened here…”

It was then that the high priest of the Imperial Holy Church’s Academy diocese let out a sigh.

“There’s a box here, and it’s empty!”

At the guard’s shout, he approached the altar. There really was a box there, completely empty.

“Hmm. Indeed it is.”

“What should we do?”

The guard lightly lifted the box to examine the bottom. It didn’t seem to be a box with any particular abnormalities or distinctive features.

“I don’t know what was in it, but record everything without exception.”

“Yes, understood.”

The high priest lost interest in the seemingly unimportant box and focused on thinking about what should be done about this situation.

‘The Academy will be put on high alert.’

All the undead in Saint Aimar’s Hall in the restricted area had been liberated.

The repercussions this incident would bring would be considerable.

Probably, investigators would come not only from the archdiocese but possibly even from the patriarchate.

They wouldn’t take issue with the undead liberation itself, but they would at least need to find out who did it and for what purpose.

Above all…

‘Because they liberated undead who were rebels.’

He understood that the Empire had deliberately left a place crawling with undead within the Academy as a warning.

Look. This is the terrible fate that befalls those who rebel against the Empire.

But someone had ignored that warning and entered to liberate them at will.

“Damn it all…”

In that case, investigators would come from the Imperial Palace as well.

He shuddered at the thought of the troubles to come.

Clang-! Clang-!

Then came the sound of bells.

It was the sound of the entire Academy being put on high alert.

 

 

We safely escaped through the underground secret passage. Perhaps because it was made for escape purposes, there were no traps along the way.

Of course, we didn’t stop right away. The secret passage connected to the sewers, and we passed through several sewer entrances before finally emerging outside.

“We’re outside!”

“Ugh, the smell! I need to go to the dormitory and shower first.”

The place where we emerged was in an alley in the commercial district near the Academy center.

We had come all the way here from the hall at the eastern end.

Fortunately, when we came outside, no one was around. We quickly moved and entered one of the commercial district buildings currently under construction.

“I can breathe again, whew.”

“Ugh. My whole body feels creaky.”

“My goodness. Wow.”

All three of us, as if our tension had been released or as if we had made a pact, collapsed with a thud.

Well, it was understandable.

Everyone had done well.

Leila had finally faced her first real battle and played her part, and Ernest had safely led us to the hall.

Of course, his map reading skills couldn’t be overlooked either.

Moreover, Priscilla had protected the two who had no immunity to undead very well.

Honestly, if it hadn’t been for Priscilla, I might have been fine, but those two wouldn’t have been unharmed.

“Dane, whew. If it weren’t for you, we’d still be there, wouldn’t we?”

“We’d be stuck there forever. Since no one goes there, no one would think to look for us.”

“Living as undead. How horrible.”

Of course, I couldn’t be left out either.

I had won the battle against Saint Aimar who had become a revenant, and had split the skulls of dozens of undead.

Ah.

And there was one more fellow.

“Kyuruk?”

Karnas hopped out of my arms.

Right, this fellow was here.

If it weren’t for this fellow’s flames, the path to the hall would have been a bit more difficult, and it would have been hard to face Saint Aimar.

“Karnas, come here!”

Karnas immediately went to Leila and purred while acting cute.

“Oh my, how adorable.”

“Kyirk! Kyirk!”

“Oh dear. You can’t lick me.”

Its behavior is exactly like a puppy.

“Phew. I ended up using it all.”

Meanwhile, Ernest looked dejected as he stared at the now-empty leather pouch.

“Tracking prevention powder is incredibly expensive.”

According to Mother, most items used for assassination boast tremendous prices.

Though it’s not specifically for assassination, that kind of powder that erases traces and interferes with tracking also boasts a considerable price.

Hmm.

It would be awkward to ask Mother for it, so should I consider supplying what our club members need?

“But it’s okay! We got treasure, and we even obtained Saint Aimar’s subspace!”

“Right! The subspace!”

“Dane, take out those gems too!”

Since we just remembered, we agreed to examine what we had obtained from the hall.

“The subspace first.”

“Ah, I’ll open that. Since Saint Aimar used it, it’s probably a subspace that opens with divine power.”

Priscilla decided to inject divine power, while Ernest called out the code from beside her.

Crack!

The subspace opened immediately.

This time, I put my hand in and began taking out everything I could grab onto the floor.

“Wow! How many sacred stones are these?”

First came Priscilla’s exclamation.

Sacred stones.

A kind of vessel and storage device that holds divine power.

If mana has mana stones, then divine power has sacred stones.

Their uses are slightly different.

And another difference is that they’re completely unusable unless you possess divine power.

“Take all of those.”

“R-really?”

“Yeah. You’re the only one who can use them anyway.”

Priscilla excitedly opened her own subspace and swept all the sacred stones into it.

Next was some kind of leather.

“My goodness, this is…”

Ernest’s eyes widened in surprise as he picked up the wide piece of leather.

“Do you know what it is?”

“Yes! Otema leather! It’s incredibly tough and sturdy, so you can make items that regular chain mail can’t even compare to!”

He knows a lot.

“Then you take that.”

“Really? Really?”

“Yeah. Since you seem to know it well.”

“Wow! If I make protective gear with this, it’ll be the best! Thanks, Dane!”

“Don’t thank me. You should thank Saint Aimar.”

I chuckled and examined the next item.

Next was… I thought there wasn’t anything particularly eye-catching, but there was one thing.

It was a ring.

Woom.

Seeing it react to mana, it seems to contain some kind of power.

“Aha.”

I understood roughly after trying it on.

It’s a ring with the function of making mana circulation smoother.

But it’s an unnecessary item for me.

Because with ancient mana, my mana is already circulating to the extreme limit, incomparable to ordinary cases.

So this one-

“Seems like it’s yours, Leila.”

“This?”

“Yeah. It seems like a ring that helps with mana circulation.”

“Oh my.”

Leila put on the ring and was startled.

“It really is?”

“It’s a pretty unremarkable ring, so you probably won’t be suspected, so you can wear it around.”

“Great!”

Now, we decided to finish the distribution here and examine the remaining miscellaneous items later when we had time.

Next was the gem.

“What on earth could this be?”

“We still can’t even lift it.”

“How is it that only Dane can lift it?”

As the three reacted, the gem was still an absolutely unliftable object for the three of them. Even Karnas was the same.

“Oh my, look at him.”

“Kyireuuuk!”

The moment I took out the gem, Karnas’s eyes sparkled as he approached, bit the gem in his mouth, and exerted all his strength.

But the gem didn’t even budge from the floor.

“Kyirk! Kyirk!”

I stopped Karnas, thinking it couldn’t be.

“Flame Attack… no, Ignis is not allowed!”

“Kyirk…”

This guy has quite the temper.

I put Karnas back in my arms and picked up the gem.

Deng-! Deng-!

Then came the sound of bells.

“The entire Academy is under emergency alert.”

“We need to get back quickly.”

It doesn’t seem like we have time to examine it now.

I put the gem back and immediately left the building with the three people.

“Just trust me.”

From then on, it was Ernest’s solo performance.

Ernest led us through alley after alley, and we were finally able to arrive in front of Danter Hall.

“…You’re really suited for the Exploration Department.”

“Hehe. Right?”

Ernest said to us with a proud expression.

“Hurry and go. I’ll manage on my own.”

“Will you be okay?”

“Of course. I’m from the Exploration Department. See you tomorrow!”

Ernest disappeared like that.

Well, I probably don’t need to worry.

“Let’s go back too.”

Fortunately, the dormitory council was still nowhere to be seen, apparently dawdling around, and we were able to enter the Danter Hall lobby as if nothing had happened.

“That was really incredible, wasn’t it?”

While the elevator was going up, Leila asked with renewed amazement. I chuckled.

“You did well.”

“Really?”

“Yeah. There aren’t many who could fight undead like that in their first real combat at age 14.”

“Hmph! I still have a long way to go! If I hadn’t been so nervous, I could have taken down a few more!”

“Sure, sure.”

I also spoke to Priscilla.

“Thanks to you, we survived, Priscilla.”

“What are you talking about. I’m the one who’s damn grateful. Do you think it’s easy to experience a saint’s divine power like that in your lifetime?”

Indeed, Priscilla seemed quite pleased.

“Having received the holy power of someone as great as Saint Aimar, my divine power must have grown stronger too!”

From the mood, it seemed like she wouldn’t need any separate reward, but still, a promise is a promise.

I should help her sneak out at night soon.

So Leila got off on the 7th floor, while Priscilla and I got off on the 9th floor.

And as Priscilla was heading down the corridor toward her room, she spoke to me.

“Dane.”

“Yeah?”

“Honestly, I was a bit—no, very scared, but it was fun in the end.”

“Well, we didn’t get caught.”

“Right. Not getting caught is what’s important.”

Then she suddenly mentioned the club out of nowhere.

“But your club looked interesting.”

“Huh?”

“Well, I don’t have a club yet. I’m just saying. You know?”

Could this be an application to join?

I laughed in disbelief.

“Yeah, I know.”

“You know? The heretic of the Theology Department… no, the abandoned child of the Neriel family… that’s not it either! I, Priscilla, the genius of the Theology Department, am showing interest in your club right now, and that’s your entire response?”

I shrugged my shoulders.

“Our membership requirements are pretty strict.”

Actually, there are no membership requirements.

I just plan to accept anyone I like.

In that sense—

“…Just keep your promise later. Make sure you do.”

“Of course.”

Priscilla is quite a likeable fellow.

I should ask Leila and Ernest about it later too.

“Good night.”

“Yeah, you too.”

So we returned to our respective rooms, and as soon as I saw my bed, I chuckled at the drowsiness that surged up.

“Even with ancient magic power, a bed is still a bed.”

Well, of course.

It had been a really long time since such intense combat.

It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say it was the first time since my reincarnation.

I took Karnas out of my arms and threw myself onto the bed.

“Yawn.”

It had been a long day.

There are still mountains of things to resolve, but I should get some sleep first and think about it later.

This gem that the Emperor was obsessed with, the remaining items in the subspace, and even the next lecture.

“Kirruk…”

Karnas must have been tired too, as he jumped onto the bed and burrowed into my arms.

“Sleepy?”

“Kiruk…”

“Alright, let’s sleep.”

I fell into slumber.

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