Genius Gamer, Reincarnated into a Heroic Family Episode 23
Ranking Battle (1)
Because Baekya Castle was built as a fortress to protect the royal capital, the reception room and VIP room were not decorated in a splendid manner.
However, since it was also the place where the Foldun of the Kaladan bloodline operated, their personal rooms were decorated quite luxuriously, which was a change in keeping with the times.
“Hey, so this is where the White Night’s Folden lives these days? The world has become a better place.”
Kaladan pureblood, eldest granddaughter Naridel.
She turned twenty-five this year, and was a genius among geniuses with a 6-star rating. She was also one of the Folden Knights who still traveled the world to bring honor to Kaladan.
The reason she went to Baekya Castle after receiving a call from her mother was none other than her ‘real younger sibling who had the same mother as her.’
Even if they are from the same family, the love between brothers with different mothers and brothers with the same mother is different.
Of course, just because they have the same mother doesn’t mean their friendship is particularly deep, but there were times like now when even Foldun Knight came to Baekya Castle to inspect his younger brother at his mother’s order.
“Kyle, my lovely little brother! Do you know why I came to see you?”
“……yes.”
As you know.
Harang Paul Caladan, the damn adopted child, has already spread the news that he has passed the survival show with an overwhelming first place and is participating in the ranking duel.
Even on his own, he could see the messenger from his hometown coming to check the truth of the news that he had hunted the 4th-class monster Rampage and harassing the instructor several times.
It was natural not to believe it.
Kyle honestly thought Lauren Chagen was joking when she announced the results of Survivor.
But when I realized that it wasn’t a joke… … how angry I felt boiling inside!
‘I just caught that one monster… … .’
Even a level 4 monster could be caught if you invested just a little bit of time. It’s just that I didn’t do it because I was worried about wasting time!
Nariel smiled as he looked at Kyle, who was holding her hand tightly.
“My mother really, really hates that adopted son. She doesn’t understand why the head of the household would spend time on such a worthless kid.”
“Yes, I know, sis.”
“Oh my. Look at this kid? Five years ago when I saw him, he used to call me “noona” and follow me around, but now he’s keeping his distance?”
“… … I am now a trainee too.”
“Heh heh, is it because my spanking hurts? I felt like I hit you hard when you were so young.”
Kyle didn’t respond to his sister’s provocation. Her level was still so high that it was difficult for Kyle to handle it at the moment.
Of course… … if one day the lord decides that Kyle’s talents surpass hers in pure swordsmanship, she will no longer be able to do anything to herself.
“Even though you’re stupid, aren’t you better at swordsmanship than him? I’ll change the ranking duel matchup to pit you against me and destroy you. Wouldn’t it be great if I destroyed you so thoroughly that you’d never be able to hold a sword again?”
Originally, in a ranking duel, it was forbidden to harm the opponent excessively beyond a certain level… … .
What can we do about accidents that inevitably happen?
Kyle, who became a trainee in the 96th class three years before Harang, is currently 15 years old and has achieved the feat of reaching 3 stars. He also meant that he was a genius with great talent, but it seems that the adults’ interest is cold compared to his older sister’s talent, who was called the genius of geniuses.
Of course, even with this talent… … it wouldn’t be that difficult to destroy a two-star little inspector.
I heard that Harang used tricks like setting trees on fire to hunt Rampage.
In other words, in terms of pure skill, he has an overwhelming advantage anyway.
All foul play, including lighting fire, is prohibited during a duel!
“You understand? I’m going to destroy you completely. I adopted you just by looking at your swordsmanship, but if you lose in a duel for ranking at Baekya Castle and can’t hold a sword, won’t your grandfather’s interest naturally disappear? It’s all up to you, so you have to work hard~?”
From the beginning, Naridel was saying that Kyle would win, so he should be thoroughly destroyed, without even assuming that Kyle might lose.
The difference between the level of a 2-star prosecutor who just turned 10 and a 3-star prosecutor who has been training for a long time at the age of 15 is like heaven and earth.
The news that Harang had become a two-star at the age of 9 was so shocking that it had already spread to her family home… .
‘If you pick a flower before it blooms, no one will know how beautiful it is.’
Naridel smiled and stood up lightly. The process was so smooth and natural that Kyle didn’t even notice it.
Kyle looked at his sword, leaving behind the leisurely steps of the woman who was on the verge of superhuman power.
‘I was going to trample on it because it was an eyesore, but since it was my sister’s request, it turned out well.’
Kyle clenched his fist as he thought of Harang, who led all of the 97th class and showed unrivaled progress.
With Naridel’s protection as a Folden Knight, Kyle’s ‘minor mistakes’ could easily be forgiven.
It was a deal that Kyle had absolutely nothing to lose by trampling on the weaker ones that he had planned to crush anyway.
I didn’t like the way he was climbing up the ladder, even though he was a genius acknowledged by the Lord…
‘You have to cut me off from my line.’
Anyway, the adopted child that no other pureblood would like. If only he could cut it off with his own hands and monopolize all the attention that was going to that adopted child… … .
The corners of Kyle’s mouth slightly rose. It felt as if a bright, pink future was already being drawn.
* * *
At that time, private quarters.
Harang took a deep breath, held the magician in his hand, and glared at him.
[Would you like to learn the fire magic ‘Flame Work’?]
After slowly gathering my wits, I pressed the YES button and in an instant, information about Flame Work flooded into my head.
“Ugh!”
Even though it seemed like the skill could be easily acquired, it was a painful process that left me sweating profusely.
This is a dangerous moment where if you miss even one letter that comes into your head, your magic power will flow backwards and you could fall into a ‘rebound’!
However, Harang caught and collected every single rune word, calculation, and interpretation of magic that came into his head with superhuman reaction speed and concentration.
A moment later, when Harang opened his eyes, the memory of the ‘Flame Work’ magic was completely in his head.
[You have successfully acquired the fire magic ‘Flame Work’.]
Of course, just learning it doesn’t mean you’re completely proficient at it. Using it skillfully is a matter of practice.
“Whew, after doing this for three years, the pain has lessened a bit.”
When I first started learning ‘verbs’, I thought my head was going to burst.
Did you faint for a day or so back then?
Now that I have acquired a lot of magical knowledge and have mastered many spells, the side effects are not severe and there are no problems using magic right away.
Hurrruk!
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Harang, who had raised a flame on his palm, shed a stream of sweat.
‘Magic is really good, but it’s inconvenient that you have to use both hands to make a water seal.’
Use both hands, or stand still and recite the spell.
One of the two had to be done, but in reality, it was impossible for Harang, who fought three-dimensionally while wielding a two-handed sword.
‘I think I need to do a bit more research to know how to use magic in real combat.’
In comparison, verbs didn’t even require spells or seals. They could be activated simply by shouting out the magic name. How simple was that?
However, the biggest drawback of the verb was that it consumed so much mana that even Harang, who had 3-star magic power, would feel dizzy.
Harang, who had put out the flames, hurriedly gathered up his real sword. The ridiculous phrase, “Take your sword like a lover,” was posted all over the training camp, and the real sword was never to be taken off his body, no matter where or when.
Even when eating, even when sleeping.
At first, it was a bit annoying, but it became a habit and it became natural and familiar, as if I was one with it.
As I left the dormitory with my sword on my back, I saw a crowd of trainees rushing to the training grounds.
Only the top 10 trainees from each class were eligible to participate in the ranking battle held today.
The format is to have two trainees compete in a duel at a time, and the rankings of the 30 trainees in the 3rd period will be determined.
‘Is it an unranked ranked match right now?’
Before each rider’s ranking duel, trainees who were unable to participate in the survival or were eliminated from the survival will gather together and have a 1:1 duel.
Of course, no one was interested in this. It was just a battle of pride between the lower ranks, and no one graduated from here.
Hah! Hah!
Harang, who was watching the trainees gather in the large training ground and swing their swords at their opponents, headed to the trainee waiting room.
Just because it’s called a waiting room doesn’t mean it’s a private room. When Harang opened the door and came in while the 97th batch of trainees were undressing in the waiting room, they were startled and their eyes widened.
“Oh, it was Harang.”
“I thought you came to the wrong girl.”
“I was really surprised.”
Harang stroked her hair.
I saw the warrior Kaladan from the past with long hair through the magic of the Holy Sword Terandal, and he looked so cool that I tried to copy him clumsily, but it seems like it only had negative effects.
‘If it’s bigger, it’ll be solved.’
Whether the trainees were surprised or not, Harang went to her cabin, quickly changed into her training uniform, sat down on her chair, and rested her head on it.
The trainees were considerate of him when they found out that he meditated. Harang soon became the de facto leader of the 100 members of the 97th class.
Because he was so lazy, Theon and Cheren took care of all the annoying tasks.
‘Naras Rune, Demer Kidel Geometry, Boiled Elemental Thermodynamics…’
Harang, who seemed to be absentmindedly staring, had all sorts of magical knowledge running through his head.
While I was doing image training on the flame emission magic I learned today by drawing an imaginary magic circle in the air, I turned my head when I heard a loud noise outside.
-Oh, Your Majesty! You are not allowed to come in here!
-Sorry! I didn’t know it would turn into a men’s waiting room! When I was here, this was a public lounge!
-Anyway, you have to go back!
‘This voice is… …?’
Harang opened the waiting room door and stepped out when she heard a familiar woman’s voice. A beautiful woman with long, pink hair and eyes, Arihil, was arguing with the knights with a puzzled expression.
“Sister Arihil?”
As Harang approached and called out, Arihil, who had been struggling, waved his hand with sparkling eyes.
“Oh, Harang! I came to see you! Hello!”
“Well, let’s go out for now.”
“Oops! Sorry!”
When I took her out, he smiled brightly and handed her a small box.
“Here, this is a gift.”
“gift?”
What a gift? Harang received the box with a questioning look and stared at it. Arihil smiled and said.
“Your birthday was a while ago, right? I couldn’t get into Baekya Castle that time, so I couldn’t give it to you, but I wanted to give it to you today since I’m here!”
Click! I opened the box and there was a silver bracelet inside. Even without using the system protection to examine it, I could tell that this was an expensive artifact.
“It’s a bracelet called the ‘Hand of Orang’. If you inject mana into it in advance, you can create a small shield equivalent to a 6-star magic spell. Isn’t it great? The fact that it has a cooldown of one month is a bit fatal though.”
“6 stars? Is that okay?”
I heard that the magic that can be applied to an artifact is limited to 5 stars. Even that requires expensive magic stones or mana crystals, and is said to cost as much as a building.
“Hehe, even for a country like mine, it took some effort to get that. It’s a legacy from the ancient magic era.”
“Why are you giving me such a precious thing… … .”
To be honest, I felt more bewildered than grateful.
“Is there anything you want from me?”
When I asked with a bewildered expression, Arihil laughed out loud.
“Ahaha! You act a bit childish at times like this?”
“… … I don’t understand. You tried so hard to bring me to your family home, and now that I’m a member of your family, aren’t we competing with each other?”
“That’s right. But isn’t that right? Purebloods don’t try to kill each other. If that were the case, wouldn’t all the brothers die and only one remain?”
When Harang made a face as if he didn’t understand, Arihil lowered his head and placed it on his shoulder. Then, he met Harang’s eyes and pointed somewhere.
“There, that’s Kyle Paul Caladan of the 96th class. Can you see that?”
Harang nodded and noticed the woman standing next to Kyle.
Naridel Paul Caladan. A genius swordsman who achieved 6 stars at the young age of 20, there are few swordsmen in the world who do not know her name.
“Those two are purebloods, but they are in a cooperative relationship. If one supports the other and becomes the head of the household, they will be rewarded.”
“What’s the compensation?”
“Yeah. Our Kaladan bloodline is under the ‘Curse of the Stigmata’, so the moment we put down our swords, we have nightmares and slowly die, right?”
Harang nodded.
A strange curse that makes one strangely obsessed with swords, as if someone were trying to force them to never put down their swords again for the rest of their lives.
“However, it seems that there are often instances where the Heavenly Spirits, which are created only once every few decades in the Pantheon, come out and bestow them on their supporting clansmen to lift curses.”
“The Holy Spirit… … ?”
“It’s effective, but it’s also very effective at curing curses. It seems like it’s probably a trace of our ancestors’ efforts to somehow erase the curse of the stigmata… … Since they’re made one at a time every few decades, not everyone can have one.”
Not everyone can have it.
Isn’t that fact one of the reasons why the current Kaladan was created?
“Ironically, those who become the head of a household usually overcome their curses on their own, so they no longer need the Holy Spirit Sect and don’t use it. Well, not everyone can do that. The moment we put down our swords even for a moment… …our curses immediately wriggle out and pop out.”
“… … .”
It was like a scar on the family tree that was not very pleasant to hear.
“In the end, are you trying to gain something by joining forces with the one who has the highest chance of becoming the head of the Kaladan family as a sword?”
“As expected, you’re smart for your age. But! It’s a little different. No matter how thick your support base is, in the end, everything is decided by the sword.”
“Then why… … .”
“It’s to solidify power after becoming the head of the family, or to survive if you fail to become the head of the family. If another gem appears and threatens the next head of the family… … It’ll be easier to get rid of it in advance, right?”
When Arihil spoke with a sinister smile, Harang’s heart grew cold, but at the same time, she felt convinced.
After all, the war between blood relatives was not necessarily caused by the Kaladan, but only to escape the curse.
It was a common ‘war of succession to the throne’ that could be seen in any monarchy.
The world’s greatest hero family.
The blood relatives sharpen their swords to decide who will succeed to the throne there.
“If you don’t want to die before your talents can blossom, you need to grow your own power. Or join another strong power.”
Arihil thought Harang wouldn’t understand so he explained it simply, but even with that simple explanation, Harang could understand how the family worked.
And why she takes care of herself.
“So… … when I become an excellent prosecutor someday, are you looking to hire me?”
“That’s right.”
Arihil was honest.
Although she had a free-spirited personality, she was born as a Kaladan and was destined to be unable to escape the endless competition.
Moreover, as a single prosecutor, there was no one in Kaladan who did not covet the position of the head of the household, which only the strongest prosecutor could have.
“Someday, if I become the head of the household, I hope you will become my sword. Hehe, honestly, I don’t even want to become the head of the household!”
Harang smiled faintly and said.
“What would I do if I surpassed my older sister and became the head of the household?”
“huh?”
Arihil blinked, not expecting to be asked such a question.
It was pure distress.
It is not that he ignores Harang, but rather that he recognizes his talent and seriously thinks about becoming a family head.
“Well, if that’s the case.”
She says with a bright smile.
“Will you spare my life?”
“… … .”
Harang was slightly shocked by those words. It was even more heartbreaking to know that the answer came out with such pure intentions.
‘What on earth has happened to this family that they can say such things so casually?’
Arihill’s age this year is twenty-one.
If I had been born an ordinary person, I would have been spending a lot of time studying and dating, investing a lot of time in decorating myself and having a happy time.
But because he was born in Kaladan, he took up the sword and jumped into the bloody fray, scarring and calluses etching into his delicate hands.
“… … If my older sister doesn’t become the head of the household, will she lose her life?”
When Harang asked cautiously, Arihil tilted his head and nodded.
“Hmm, I probably won’t die in a power struggle when I’m around that age. However… … If I were to let go of my sword for even a day or become unable to hold it, I would immediately die from the ‘stigmata’.”
In order for me to live, I must trample on my own flesh and blood and move forward.
Because it was taken for granted, we had no choice but to jump into the fight for our lives, even if we didn’t want to.
‘Is this why Sister Garaen and Arihil brought me here?’
She simply claimed that she needed a great prosecutor for her power, but the truth was a little different.
She needs someone who will be there for her, someone who won’t betray her, someone who can protect her.
What was needed was someone who could give his back to him.
“What! There’s no need to be serious. Whether it’s me, my brother, or you. If you become the head of the household, you’ll be able to survive, right? Who knows. Even if you don’t become the head of the household, you might be able to survive with one arm or a leg cut off.”
Arihil chuckled as he casually made a cruel joke to the ten-year-old.
“Anyway, I’ll be up there, so good luck with the ranking battle today! Make sure to show us your best!”
After saying that, Arihil jumps up and disappears somewhere.
Harang sighed deeply and clenched his fists.
‘I had no interest in being the head of the household, but I’m starting to see more and more reasons to become stronger.’
In order to protect the person who gave to me, I had to become stronger. More so than I am now.
fantasy,
