Chapter 538: Reincarnated as a Genius of the Most Talented Family
365. Fimble Championship (1)
“son.”
Actually, I feel the most anxious when my father is serious.
Sometimes he brings up really serious topics, like marriage, but most of the time he brings up strange stories.
My mother said so.
They say that as men get older, they become more childish.
I don’t think that’s a bad thing. It’s just that as you get older, the childlike innocence that you try so hard to hide comes out.
In that sense, my father seemed to be quite serious this time, just like last time.
“Actually.”
My father thought for a moment, then pointed to the object on the desk that I had just noticed.
“I was worried about that.”
I asked, pretending not to know.
“What is it?”
“It became popular among the aristocrats of the South and has recently become widespread… … .”
I know what it is even without you explaining it.
I was really into it in my past life.
It’s not a bad thing.
But now is not the time to explain.
“But father.”
“huh?”
“I think you should go quickly now.”
I gave a signal with my eyes.
If you don’t go now, the atmosphere at the dinner table will become strange.
Aren’t there even guests?
“Ah. Right. Right. Let’s go.”
Only then did my father nod and leave the room with me.
As I walked, I wondered why it had to flow all the way here.
I don’t know why, but now is the time to go quickly.
My father’s strides became wider and faster, and I, following him, also became faster.
So, at the restaurant we arrived at… … .
My mother was smiling.
“Big, big, ma’am.”
“Are you here? Come sit down quickly.”
I couldn’t criticize him openly because it was in front of guests, but I know that look in his eyes.
My father, I’m going to get in trouble later.
I pretended not to notice and sat next to Benatio, watching the appetizers that were just coming out.
“Senior, the food is really… … amazing.”
“Does it look okay?”
“That’s right. They say that soup is definitely Southern style.”
Benatio took a bite of the soup and raved about it.
“Madam, this is really… … incredibly delicious. I apologize in advance for my poor expression. The thick, chewy texture and the warm, slurping taste of this soup are really… … delicious.”
This is the original Southern dining etiquette. You take your first bite of every dish and give it a rave review. All the guests who visited our house did the same.
But Benatio’s rave reviews felt somewhat raw and rustic rather than sophisticated and beautiful, which was quite refreshing.
My mother seemed to like it too.
“Listen carefully. We always treat our family guests with great hospitality. Especially our youngest friend.”
Thanks to that, the atmosphere was very cheerful, and my father was able to finish his meal with a sigh of relief.
Of course, I don’t know what will happen tonight, but that’s a problem for Father to solve.
I know it sounds harsh, but I can’t help it, Father.
anyway.
“son.”
“Yes, father.”
The two of us, father and son, returned to our room and continued our conversation, forgetting about our mother’s expression for a moment.
“That’s… … Well. Of course you haven’t heard of it.”
What my father showed me by saying this is something that I know very well and is beyond what I have heard of.
Pimble.
A game played by placing pieces on a board with 36 squares drawn on it.
This is a game I played to a very addictive level in my past life.
To the extent that I suddenly think of it even in the middle of a battle.
Would you believe that even in a battle where life or death is at stake and blood is flying everywhere, Fimble wants to do everything quickly and then go back?
For me, who was in the center of the battlefield, it was a game that allowed me to cool my head and develop my tactical skills.
Of course, as the war changed rapidly, at some point I didn’t have time to devote to the game, so I stopped playing it… … .
“They say this is trending in the South these days.”
The addictiveness is truly incredible.
Even in Drenique, it was a trend that was gradually spreading in the rural areas as soldiers from those areas enlisted, and in just a few months, it spread to the entire front line.
I don’t know how it came to be here in the south, but it goes without saying that it spread from the south.
“Is it a game?”
“That’s right. I heard that it was originally only done by those in the know, but it is said that Baron Eldington recommended it here and there and it spread among the nobles as well.”
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Then why does my father have this?
“Does your father do it too?”
“… … Hmm.”
You are doing it.
That seems pretty much it.
“Actually, it’s not really something I should be talking about with you about. It’s kind of… … should I just say it’s a pastime among the Southern clans?”
So, it looks like you were in a lot of trouble earlier.
It might be difficult for a mother to understand, though.
“If only that old Eldington hadn’t suddenly made this a trend… … hmm.”
“Why are you worried?”
“Well, it’s time to face Eldington now. But his skills seem to be much better than I expected.”
“Do you do that too?”
“It’s a trend among the nobility these days to catch a fly and play this fimble all day long.”
Well, I was like that in my past life too.
In my case, I got so into it that my skills improved so quickly that I was eventually able to take on challengers all day long.
I think Baron Eldington might be just that kind of case.
Anyway, since it is a highly addictive game, it is not surprising that such things happen among the nobles.
Funnily enough, it was a game that the nobles of Dranek didn’t even bother to look at, saying it was too low-level.
The nobles there preferred complex and difficult games.
It costs a lot of money, of course.
I wonder if that’s because people of lower status can’t get involved.
“I accepted it with interest, but… … .”
“You want to win, right?”
“Of course.”
hmm.
I’m not sure if I’m leading my father down a path of greater addiction… … .
“How much is left?”
“A week later.”
First of all, it seems like there is enough time.
I pretended not to know anything for the time being and took the fimble board and the horse.
“Please tell me the rules.”
“rule?”
“There’s only one week left, so we need to practice.”
From what I’ve seen, there’s a limit to how much your skill can improve if you play Pimble alone.
Whether it’s a duel or a game, there has to be a ‘suitable opponent’.
In this case, it would be me.
Agric, former unofficial Fimble Tournament champion of the 4th Draconic Legion.
It’s been a long time since I’ve thought about my past life’s name.
“Son, with you?”
“This is also a sparring match. Please tell me the rules.”
That’s how I learned the rules, pretending to be a beginner at Fimble while demonstrating my acting skills.
“This is called ‘Kang’, the king’s position. If this ‘Kang’ gets attacked twice, he loses.”
“yes.”
“This is ‘Del’. It can move two spaces to the left. To get back, you have to sacrifice ‘Dun’. This is a strategy.”
It is both a beginner strategy and an advanced strategy.
The explanation of the well-known rules continued, and finally the showdown with my father began.
I remember everything, but it seems like it’ll take some time to actually get used to the new gameplay.
“Haha. Yeah, like this. It was a shame just now, wasn’t it?”
“Iknow, right.”
But it didn’t take long.
Just one round.
After losing just one game, he won the next game right away.
“… … Son? What just happened?”
“He pretended to give me the can, but then hit me with his butt.”
“Aren’t you going to Dell?”
“Dun is the lowest rank. So I thought it would be a word that was not considered cautious.”
“That’s great. Beginner’s luck, is that it?”
Of course not.
It’s the experience and skill I gained from playing dozens of fimbles a day.
“… … You won again?”
“Kang is too exposed. The path to Kang is solved in just two moves. Look here.”
Since I got the hang of it, of course I won the next game too.
“You have to turn left here. Just move left twice and the path will open up like this.”
I once had a fimble with a legion commander.
I got sick of it because he kept nagging me so much that I ended up having to sit down and fumble with the injured person after the battle was over.
“Now, look. If we review the situation just now… … .”
The most important thing in fimble is the ability to review past plays and predict the future.
How will the opponent move, what will I do then, and finally how will I make a move that leaves the opponent helpless.
Moving a horse with your hands is ultimately a momentary play that comes after thinking through countless possible scenarios in your head.
“Son… … Why are you so good… … ?”
In that sense, I think I need to ‘educate’ my father.
“Baron Eldington, you want to win, don’t you?”
“……of course.”
“Then, please practice with me for a week.”
I smiled more confidently than ever.
* * *
The Eldington Barons were not a particularly notable family, even in the famously peaceful South.
The business he owns is not very large in scale, and the barony is not particularly productive.
Of course, that’s not a very important fact.
The atmosphere of the South itself was closer to ‘let’s have fun and have fun’.
But that doesn’t mean there’s anyone who would refuse to raise the family’s status.
So did Baron Eldington.
Because the family’s status is rising in unexpected places.
This is all thanks to a strategy game called Fimble, which he discovered by chance and spread throughout the South.
The South is traditionally known for its nice, warm weather and laid-back people.
There are lots of things to do and there are always new things to do.
That’s why there are festivals of absurd scale and strange content.
Of course, this fimble is ridiculously addictive.
‘We destroyed Count Olson last time… … so this is our 10th consecutive win?’
As Fimble began to spread in earnest in the South, Baron Eldington began to claim himself as the propagator of Fimble.
This is what was held.
The Barons Eldington Fimble Championship.
He also received support from other families, and thanks to that, the prize money was enormous.
Thanks to the highly addictive nature of the game, each family is competing to participate.
But no one could beat Baron Eldington.
This is because this pimble was brought to the South and thoroughly studied and practiced, and only after it reached a satisfactory level was it spread in earnest.
Adjust your skills appropriately against beginners, and narrowly lose to slightly more skilled opponents.
So now what’s left are the Counts of Sogres and a few other families.
“We just have to defeat Count Sogres.”
The Counts of Sogres are a symbolic family even in the South.
Even though he is a preacher of Pimble and is good at it, defeating the Count of Sogress has a special meaning.
Now he is practically a true champion of the most popular game in the South.
“Your Majesty, the venue is ready.”
“Hmm. Let’s go.”
Just then the servant announced, and Baron Eldington stroked his beard and walked away.
For this championship, Baron Eldington even set up a separate venue.
It also provides a magically enlarged screen for the viewing pleasure of numerous spectators, and a space where spectators can sit and rest comfortably.
And the fimble game unfolds at a table slightly below the spectators.
‘That will be the place where Count Sogress will be defeated.’
Who is Count Sogress?
The myth of undefeatedness.
War hero and blue storm.
Even if it’s a sport called Fimble, beating that kind of person is a great feat in itself.
“Hmm. Perfect.”
Baron Eldington smiled happily as he looked down at the auditorium.
The preparation is perfect.
Now all that remains is to win.
And at that moment, Count Sogress entered the hall.
“hmm?”
But next to him there was a boy I had never seen before.
fantasy,
