Chapter 345: Reincarnated as a Genius of the Most Talented Family
227. He who lost everything (1)
In the battlefield of my previous life, I faced countless enemies, and after discovering my talent and some time had passed, I fought in many great battles.
It was a pattern I used quite often and diligently in Drenique at the time.
Why?
He had talent, but his rank was still low, so he was perfect for making his opponents let their guard down, and yet he always won.
And the person I met three times in that great battle was this man.
The ghost that Ut spoke of.
name is-
“My name is Gunther Dionil. I am the head of the Baron Dionil family.”
It is like this.
“I am Dane Sogres. I am the eldest son of the Count of Sogres.”
“iced coffee.”
As I watch you nod to my introduction, old memories come to mind.
War is not always a round-robin battle.
There are also small skirmishes, and often the interests of both sides intertwine to form one-on-one confrontations like the grand battles just mentioned.
Gunther, who appeared as ‘Baron Dionil’ at the time, looked quite different than he does now.
What should I say… … .
He looked quite haggard, seemed to have shrunk a bit, and his eyes were quite sunken.
The reason I can remember and compare like this is because Baron Dionil left a big impression on me at the time.
“Why is someone like the eldest son of the Count of Sogres in a library in a corner of the palace like this?”
“I am grateful to have been granted the privilege of visiting this library by His Majesty the Emperor.”
“Ah, Your Majesty the Emperor.”
He looked like something that would have caused a commotion if Utna Hank had seen him.
He snickered at the mention of the emperor.
And that too with obvious mockery in it.
“Oh, I’m sorry. I just thought the madness might have lessened a bit these days.”
What happened to this guy?
The Great Battle.
Of course, neither I nor Baron Dionil were great generals.
However, since it is a battle of wits, neither side sends out their real ‘captains’.
It’s just a battle of wits where you check the list of players your opponent will send and guess who they will send, then send in the right player.
Anyway, Baron Dionil, whom I met like that, was quite persistent, impressive, and if my talent had been just a little lacking, it wouldn’t have been strange if I had lost.
No, it was a man.
Not the same as it is now.
“Then why are you here, Baron Dionil?”
“… …To forget.”
Then suddenly his hand caught my eye.
He was trying to hide it by clenching his fist strangely, but the area between his thumb and index finger was completely torn and crusted.
Traces of swordsmanship, including calluses visible underneath.
These aren’t traces that can be created simply through practice.
“And now there’s less than a month left.”
Baron Dionil, who had spoken up to that point, looked at me.
I had a strange feeling.
No matter how you look at it, it doesn’t look like the eyes of someone who has given up and lost everything.
A sharp glance passing by in a daze.
What do you want?
“Excuse me.”
And then suddenly it disappeared.
Like a real ‘ghost’.
There must be a passageway I don’t know about.
Thanks to this, I was able to focus on my writing with peace of mind.
I’m curious about what happened to him, since he’s an opponent I’ve fought three times in my past life.
It seems like he’s quite hostile to the Emperor, and he doesn’t even bother to hide it, so how has he been able to come and go from this library for ten years?
But more than that, this moment is important to me.
Flutter.
I finally picked up one of the records and opened it for the first time.
[Effective Puppet Control Method]
iced coffee.
I think you’re talking about the doll owned by the swordsmanship department.
I’m talking about the dolls that appeared in ‘The Forest of Dolls’ that Professor Esteranza used to tease me in some way.
Of course, it wasn’t something I was curious about, so I didn’t read it multiple times.
“next…….”
[Dragon, the differentiation of its species]
This is kind of interesting.
I read it and found that it also contained information about Karnas.
[In particular, special care must be taken with mutants whose body size is fixed in juvenile form, as they often behave as if they were ‘giant’ dragons.]
“Be especially careful.”
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So does that mean that when Karnas grows a little bigger, he’ll start acting like a real giant dragon?
What are you doing now?
I do miss you.
“It says that it’s good to mix in some vegetables as well.”
By the way, how did the people of Arcana know this, since they didn’t even raise dragons themselves at the time?
“ah.”
It’s written here.
The Arcana is also a decipherment of other ancient records.
As expected, it’s a dragon.
But it disappeared beyond the horizon a very, very long time ago.
“That’s interesting.”
Anyway, by the time I picked the tenth record and started reading it.
“Dane Sogres.”
Ut’s voice was heard from behind.
“The library is closing time today.”
“It’s already like that.”
“You skipped meals. Aren’t you hungry?”
“it’s okay.”
After organizing the records I had read, I followed Uth, and he asked me.
“Have you met the person I told you about?”
“Yes, he spoke to me.”
“He does that to everyone who comes to the library. But he doesn’t seem to be thirsty for people, so he doesn’t talk to them for long.”
I guess so.
The conversation I had with him was all about formalities.
“Aren’t you curious? What’s the story?”
“I am curious.”
If it weren’t for the person I met in my past life, I probably wouldn’t have paid much attention to him.
Exactly that much.
“It’s a shame. The family has effectively collapsed, and the family has all been scattered. To be exact, they got caught up in the conflict between the nobles after the war. They didn’t take sides, but as always, gray is dangerous.”
Baron Dionil.
I know the name, but it’s a name I’ve hardly heard of in this life, so it seems like its power deteriorated rapidly after the war.
“Then how did you come to enter the imperial family?”
“It was a call from the current Second Commander of the Imperial Knights. Baron Dionil used to be a member of the Imperial Knights. He had lost everything, so they wanted to take him in under that pretext.”
The story goes like this.
Baron Dionil accepted the offer and rejoined the Knights Templar, but as expected, he had a hard time adjusting to the place filled with only nobles.
However, the Second Knight Commander was considerate once again and transferred the work to the library to ensure ‘safety’.
“It seems like we have a deep connection.”
“Yes. Because he was a comrade who fought side by side with me in the last war. I remember that the Second Knight Commander was particularly fond of him.”
Baron Dionil has been working as a ‘librarian’ in the imperial household until now.
“But that’s not going to last long. His contract as a clerk is for ten years, and there’s less than a month left before it expires.”
“Didn’t the Second Knight Commander discuss the extension?”
“The position of Second Knight Commander was changed three years ago. He officially retired.”
iced coffee.
I see.
“There is no one who can look after him anymore. I have been looking after him for a long time, and he has not caused any damage to the library, so I brought up the issue of an extension… … .”
It looks like it didn’t go well.
“But I’ve grown attached to him over the past 10 years, so I’m worried about what he’ll do when he leaves here. But he was someone who often helped out with the library work.”
The fate of nobles who were pushed out during or after war is usually sad.
This would be even more so for Baron Dionil, who had lost his entire family.
“Anyway, that’s the story.”
“It doesn’t look like you’re looking for something on your daily commute to the library.”
“Maybe it was an escape. I had lost everything, I had lost the will to live.”
After saying that, he muttered softly.
“That’s why war is so scary.”
Yeah, it’s scary.
It’s also something that should not happen if possible.
Ut changed the subject.
“Then, I’ll order a meal. What would you like?”
“Anything is fine. Just add a tart for dessert. If possible, strawberry tart would be good.”
“It is just as I heard. I understand.”
Ut smiled broadly and lowered the elevator lever.
Clank.
A slowly descending elevator.
I stood in the elevator and looked at the 15th floor I had just been on, and thought.
This library here is my favorite place in the imperial palace.
* * *
The next day, I had a quick meal and headed to the training ground I was assigned to.
Record exploration is exploration, and training is training. Practicing and training every day is now an indispensable part of my daily life.
“This is it. You can visit anytime during your stay at the palace.”
The place we arrived at after being guided by the attendant was a training ground that was not as small as we had thought.
In addition to training dummies and targets, there were weapons of various types hanging on a weapon rack on one side, as if they had been prepared in advance.
“All practice weapons must be returned after use.”
“Thank you for the guidance.”
“Well, if you need anything, please call me anytime.”
The whole thing just disappeared like the wind. It’s a bit strange every time I see it. Did they all take assassin training?
“Good.”
By the way, Hank found me a proper training ground.
Since it is a training ground belonging to the royal family, it is naturally a proper place, but judging from the state of management, it is not up to the standard.
After all, the royal family is the royal family.
Clank.
I held a sword.
It’s a formal sword that, if you were to sharpen it right away, would be considered top-notch.
My past life comes to mind.
When distribution was not proper, swords like this one were used, but instead, swords with missing teeth here and there were used.
Whew!
When I swing my sword, it fits my hand just fine.
Although it may not be as good as the Arcanium sword, it is good enough for training.
Let’s get started, since we’ll need to get used to the finished armor.
“It would be perfect if I had a sparring partner.”
If there had been no other accidents, I would have been able to train with the Knights through the camp program by now. I feel regretful.
Well, if you go into each and every one of those things, you won’t be able to cultivate.
Anyway, I started the basic movement by holding the sword like that, and my sword started to cut through the air without stopping.
Whoosh, whoosh!
Stabbing, cutting.
The sword is not particularly special in that almost all of its movements involve stabbing and cutting, but it is a weapon with another point when you dig deeper.
I’m sorry to say this to my father, but there are more patterns than windows.
A couple of hours like that.
“Phew.”
As my whole body began to become drenched in sweat, I drank the water the attendant had brought me in one gulp and wiped my mouth.
Then he looked at a tree not far from the training ground.
To be exact, I thought of the person behind the tree.
Isn’t that guy thirsty?
He must have stood there motionless for almost an hour and a half, watching me train.
I thought about it for a moment and then opened my mouth.
“It looks pretty hot.”
No answer came back.
Instead, it flinched and then appeared to try to move.
“I have two more hours to practice, but that tree doesn’t seem to provide enough shade.”
Then, the sound of it stopping immediately.
After a while.
A sweaty man walked out, hesitating.
The man I saw in the library.
This is Baron Dionil.
fantasy,
