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I Reincarnated As The Greatest Genius of a Prestigious Family!

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Chapter 80: Alchemy Genius Dane Sogres (1)

As expected.

“M-my body isn’t listening to me…” Ernest fell to the ground, shaking from the recoil of the «Strength» spell.

In fact, there was no time to stop him. As soon as he felt the strength, he got excited and overdid it.

“You’ll be alright soon.”

“D-Dane. Did you use magic?”

"Yeah…" 

“The students in the Physical Beauty Club were right… We have to compete with pure muscle…”

I wondered if he’d be putting oil on his body soon.

“Ugh. I’m dying. By the way, Dane. Did you come here after class?”

"Yes. I got an offer for graduate school today, too."

“Ah, Professor Gavius from Introduction to Military Science? As expected, Dane is wanted everywhere.”

I recalled other offers that had been made to me in response.

Let's see.

A few more club proposals came in.

The Spearmanship Department offered to let me become an honorary undergraduate student.

The Swordsmanship Department offered me membership in their student committee.

Of course, I refused everyone.

Needless to say, I declined the offer to join the clubs, and I didn't think it was necessary to become an honorary student in the Spearmanship Department.

I decided not to join the Swordsmanship Department’s student committee because I was already doing enough work and I was too busy to care about it.

It wasn’t because I was afraid of Leila’s reaction.

“Oh, there’s one more.”

"Huh?" 

“I’m sick and tired of getting offers to join the student council.”

"Oh." Ernest nodded as if he understood. “The senior from the Magic Department?”

"Yes." 

Altur, the fifth year representative of the Magic Department. I had already rejected him once, but he kept asking me every time we met.

Of course, I had no intention of joining.

"But isn't the student council worth joining? I heard the privileges are amazing. You get to participate in academy policy decisions, it's good for networking, and it's easier to get a job at the Imperial Court regardless of your career path."

There had to be various privileges. However, there was more fun to be had rather than those privileges.

“I’m not really interested.”

“Well, since it’s you, Dane.” Ernest shrugged his shoulders as if it was no longer a big deal and continued talking. "Geniuses are sought after by many. I'm a little jealous."

“You’re a genius too, Ernest.”

“When I look at you and Leila… Never mind a genius, I think I’m barely an ordinary person.”

I chuckled at the answer, which sounded more like a strange jealousy than a lack of confidence like before.

“Be proud. Who in the world could glance at a map and memorize it all?”

He was talented enough and worthy of being called a genius.

“Is that so?”

Only then did Ernest laugh out loud. It was nice to see that he’d become brighter since we’d first met.

By the way, where did Leila go?

“Oh, Leila can’t come today because she has a department event to attend. Something that was a must for freshmen?”

"Is that so?” 

Well, in terms of size, the Swordsmanship Department was the largest department in the academy. On the other hand, my Autonomous Department was a dull department with only one professor and one student.

Professor Kelthas must be taking a nap right now.

"Oh, right. I just remembered, you said you had the supplies we needed for the expedition, right?"

“Oh, yeah. I was going to ask my father, but he hasn’t returned from his expedition yet.”

“…Isn’t your father the head of the household?”

"Yeah. That's right."

But he went on an expedition?

“Oh, that’s just how our family is. Once you become the head of the household, you don’t stay. Rather, it’s expected that you go on expeditions, bring back valuables, and fill the family treasury.”

There were many different families in the world, and each family had its own unique characteristics. House Dylan seemed to be like that, too.

“What a strange family. It’s interesting.”

“Right? It’s my dream, too. To become a great explorer and proudly inherit the family! In fact, I’m named after the most famous head of my family.”

“Aha." 

“I’m thinking about going to the ruins after the midterms are over anyway, so I hope I get something out of it.”

“That would be fun.”

“Right? Do you want to come with me?”

“I see no reason why not.”

With almost two months of vacation, there should be plenty of time. Ernest seemed pleased by this.

I took out the dagger, Nighthorn, that my mother had given me as a gift.

Actually, I had so many precious items like this that I wasn’t really interested in exploring relics.

What should I just say? Just going there seemed fun.

“Let’s go buy some exploration equipment together later.”

"Yes! I have everything, but you and Leila will need some, too. You'll need anchors, crampons, rock shoes, tents, and sleeping bags…”

There’s quite a lot. Would it be possible if I spent all my allowance?

Well, it would work out somehow.

“I’m going back to the dorms.” I picked up Karnas and got up from my seat.

“Already?”

"Oh. I have to go practice and study."

"I see. You go first. I'll go after working out a bit more."

“Sure.”

I looked at Ernest with satisfaction as he started doing push-ups again, groaning. With that kind of passion, beating Bronn wouldn't be impossible.

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I had no more classes for the day, and I realized that I should go back and feed Karnas and try out the training method I'd been thinking about since the day before.

I returned to Dantère Hall. However, the moment I arrived on the ninth floor…

“Arrrrrgh!”

What was that? It seemed like the sound was coming from inside one of the others’ rooms. It didn’t seem like a fight had broken out.

“Oh, Dane.”

Just then, Schaal appeared.

A second year Martial Arts student, he was someone who really hated muscle worshippers like those in the Physical Beauty Club.

“What’s going on in there?” I asked Schaal, who seemed quite calm.

Schaal shook his head as if he were used to it and said, “It’s just Drojan.”

“Drojan?”

“He’s in the Alchemy Department, and he’s in his fifth year. It’s a very busy time, but the Alchemy Department is especially busy.”

The Alchemy Department.

I didn’t know much about it, but from what I did know, it seemed like they were learning how to combine and decompose various substances through alchemy.

“They always experiment and calculate, and when they can’t figure it out, they go crazy. Drojan is especially like that.”

He was going through the pain of exploration.

“I don’t know why people bother with it. Just looking at the numbers makes my head explode. They always bring in a bunch of herbs and other substances to experiment on, and it smells.”

Then Schaal asked, “How about the Autonomous Department?”

"Just whatever. It's just like the name."

“Really? I don’t think I could do it even if you asked me to. Just doing one would be overwhelming. You’re truly amazing.”

Schaal smiled and tapped my shoulder, then suddenly said, “Oh, I heard the news.”

"What?" 

“Those damn bodybuilder pests, you helped catch them?”

"Oh."

As expected, rumors moved quickly.

"Just a little."

“Thank you. God bless you.”

It seemed like he really hated them if he was going that far.

“It would be fortunate if those incompetent people in the student council monitored things properly.”

"Huh?" 

“They chased after those stupid muscle-bound bastards for a whole year. They even had to get help from others to arrest them. How could that be anything but incompetent?”

It turned out I wasn’t the only one who felt that way.

“Well, anyway, they got caught. They’re a disgrace, a disgrace.”

Did he know that the students from the Physical Beauty Club were in the sewers working on their muscles?

Schaal got on the elevator that had just arrived.

“Oh, Dane. You said you passed the autonomous major exam with spearmanship, right? Want to spar with me later?”

“Sure.”

“Alright. I’d like to see what the Sogres family’s spearmanship is like. I’ll go train, then.”

Schaal then got on the elevator.

After the door closed, I turned and headed to my room. That was when the same scream was heard again.

“Aaaaaargh!”

That single scream was truly heartbreaking. If anyone had heard, they would have thought that he was being tortured.

“Ki…kreuk?” 

At that moment, Karnas popped his head out.

“Are you awake?”

I scritched his head because he was blinking so cutely. Then he quickly fell asleep again.

He slept really well.

Just as I was about to open the door…

Click!

The door across from me opened and a madman—no, Drojan, jumped out.

His hair was disheveled and his body was covered in something. His eyes were bloodshot and his hands were shaking. Either he was on the verge of madness or one step closer to it.

“God damn it all!”

Maybe it was the former?

“Damn alchemy!”

They said that by fifth year, you started to hate your major, and it seemed that it was true.

"What's the matter?"

“Dane. You wouldn’t know even if I told you. This damn alchemy. I should just throw it away and re-enroll! Experimenting, writing a thesis, research… When will it end?!” Drojan ranted pitifully.

Well, even if he said that, Drojan was a genius since he belonged to the ninth floor of Dantère Hall. How difficult was it for someone like him to be like that?

“How on earth do I combine Agnes grass and yellow ash flower to make an antidote?!”

Agnes grass?

Yellow ash flower?

Both were plants I knew because I learned about them from my mother. If these two were combined…

It wasn’t an antidote. No matter how they were combined, it would turn into a poison. But it wasn’t like there was no way.

“Damn professor. Damn professor! Agnes grass and yellow ash flower are both poisonous whether you fry them or boil them!”

"Hmm." I nodded.

“…Are you pretending to know something?”

"No." 

“Alright. I said something stupid. Damn it. Phew,” Drojan grumbled. 

I recalled the recipe for the antidote I had learned from my mother.

When was it?

Yes, I think it was when my mother was telling me about the time she was chased by the Drenik Empire's slaughter unit and fell into a poison trap.

At the time, she said she was poisoned by a poison trap made by processing Agnes grass, but she was barely able to escape by devising a way…

I knew how to do it because I learned it from my mother.

“I don’t think it will be difficult.”

"What?" 

“It’s not difficult. Making an antidote.”

“…What nonsense are you talking about?”

Drojan, of course, did not believe me. That made sense, as my mother told me it was a 'special way'.

“You… By any chance, are you talented in alchemy?”

"No, that's not it. I just know a little about poisonous plants."

If my mother had heard that, she would have definitely corrected me from saying 'a little' to 'quite a lot’. I'd been taking assassin classes for the past few years, and I'd been taught pretty much everything except direct assassination techniques. How to deal with poison was one of them.

Naturally, I had heard of or seen almost every poisonous plant in the world…

“I’ve tried making antidotes a few times.”

I’d made quite a few antidotes. I didn't have much use for them though.

“…R-Really? You’re not just saying that, are you?”

Was it because we were both from the ninth floor of Dantère Hall? A fifth year student was asking a first year if they knew something.

“I just have to make the antidote, right?”

“Th-that’s true, but…”

"Is it alright if I don't record the process or anything like that?"

“P-probably?”

I couldn’t tell him how to create it, but if it was just making some for him, I could do that.

Well, even if I told him the detox method, it didn’t mean he could make it right away…

“Y-you can make it? Really?”

“Yes. Probably.”

“You’re not lying?”

“Why would I tell such a lie?”

Drojan's expression turned blank.

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