He Was Reincarnated as The Greatest Talent Genius of The Famous Family - Chapter 382



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Chapter 382: Reincarnated as a Genius of the Most Talented Family

277. The creature I know

saver.

Even though I don’t know what you’re talking about, I know one thing.

The change of stance over there is really quick.

“Your voice is really cautious?”

“I think you’re scared.”

“I knew this would happen.”

I answered, leaving the chattering guys behind.

With a magic shell.

Boom!

Who has been hit more than ten times, but should be finished with just one hit?

Boom!

[Okay, wait a minute!]

As the shell flew, the sound of an explosion and urgent voices were heard mixed together.

Of course, after firing one, two, and three shots, all I could hear was screams.

[Ugh, ugh!]

The scream is really convoluted.

Seeing that he doesn’t die despite all that, it looks like he has a good body.

[Stop! Stop! If you keep doing this, this whole place will be ruined!]

“You were the one who blew it first.”

I said after I remade one of the shells.

With the intention of blowing it up mercilessly depending on the answer.

[Okay, I was wrong! I was wrong. So put that down… … If you do something wrong, the boundaries will disappear!]

“Then come here.”

I spoke as softly as I could.

Even so, since he is holding a terrifying magic cannon in his hand, it would be closer to threatening rather than persuading.

[Oh, I understand. If you put that down, I’ll leave.]

“After I come out.”

[… … .]

After a while.

What kind of person was it that we encountered?

He’s also quite short and his bones make a cracking sound whenever he walks this way.

This is not a metaphor.

It’s true.

I tried to think of someone, but instead I spoke to the man wearing the old hood over his head.

“Take off your hood.”

“… … .”

The guy who was shivering looked pitiful.

But don’t be fooled.

This is the guy who was just firing off magical energy shells of incredible power.

By the way, there’s no answer.

Woof.

When I injected a little magic power into the magic shell, the guy opened his mouth in surprise.

“Oh, I understand! I’ll take it off! Just take it off!”

Eventually, the guy’s identity was revealed.

White bones.

A pale skull and pupils where the eyes should be.

But the light in his eyes was clearly visible between his pupils.

It’s someone I know well.

However, it has a different appearance from the being I know.

“Rich… … .”

Althur’s muttering that seemed to leave him breathless.

Yeah, it’s rich.

Professor Cross, or Saul Hangston, is a ‘normal’ lich who maintains his physical body through his magic.

There must be a boney hand under that glove that just took off its hood.

Of course, this is not surprising.

“There aren’t many people who are surprised…?”

Well, I’ve seen that being a few times already.

I think it’s because other guys often come across so many new things while hanging out with me.

“Wow, Richie! Richie! I never thought I’d live to see Richie!”

Except for Jenna, who has talent in necromancy, which is similar to undead in some ways.

“… … .”

At this point, it seemed like Richie was the one who was panicking.

That’s worth it.

If we reveal our identities, most people would be surprised, but instead of being surprised, we react indifferently or excitedly.

Anyway, for that reason, all the reactions full of confusion were summarized in one sentence and came out of Richie’s mouth.

“You guys… …what the hell are you?”

I answered with the corners of my lips curled up.

“Magic Summoning Exploration Spear Sword… … .”

“Romance Club.”

I tried to answer, but Leila interrupted.

You’re not giving me any room.

“Romance Club… you mean?”

Leila asked with sparkling eyes.

“Oh, you know?”

“I don’t know.”

“… … .”

Why do I feel like we need to work harder?

anyway.

“Shall I explain the situation first?”

I got to the point.

“That, that’s what I wanted to ask first… … How did you get in here? No one has set foot in here for the past thousand years… … .”

“So you were inside for a thousand years?”

That doesn’t make sense.

Even if you’re rich, you’ll be in one place for a thousand years?

not without reason?

“No, that’s not it.”

“then?”

“I am in my 30s.”

“… … .”

I was momentarily confused, but here are the thoughts that just occurred to me:

“Are you saying that there were 29 Liches in front of you?”

“There was exactly one person and 28 liches.”

The guy who was answering mumblingly seemed to sense something strange.

“… … But why am I telling you all this?”

Well, he’s really scared of my magic cannon right now.

“How is it that you, who can’t even sense the aura of death, can use such power?”

What I’m saying is, how can I, who haven’t been able to hone my magic for a long time, use a power stronger than mine?

“That’s a secret.”

I asked before it was too late.

“I need to take a look at the power inside.”

“No!”

The guy suddenly shouted loudly.

“It is as precious to me as the sacred seal of the priests.”

“Even though that power is destroying the world?”

“That world is not my world.”

At those words, I narrowed my eyes.

What kind of lives have these guys been living?

But what’s more important now is to somehow deal with the power inside me.

Control or put to sleep.

or not-

Or completely destroy it.

“This is not my world either.”

“… … Please, can you just leave? I don’t know how to do it, but since you are the first people to come here of your own accord, you should know how to get out.”

The guy was now speaking in a pleading tone.

“This is the place where we live and the reason why we have to live even after becoming rich. This is… … the place of dreams.”

It’s a story I have no idea about.

I can’t even sympathize.

Also, no matter what reason you give, nothing changes.

If you take Karnas away from here, he will regain his strength.

But Pecs will be buried in the sand, and we will lose the very purpose of coming here.

“Please, can you step aside? This place is already dangerous. If we’re not careful, the power inside could run wild… … and the mountain itself could blow away, but we’re barely holding it back.”

In the midst of all this, I tilted my head at what the guy said.

“That’s where our purpose lies.”

“What does that mean?”

It feels like two stories are running parallel and slowly converging.

“There is something strange happening outside. Are you aware of it?”

“If it’s an abnormal phenomenon… … .”

“The desert is expanding, and the sandstorm cycle is getting shorter.”

“What does that have to do with the power inside… … .”

The guy who said that took a deep breath for a moment and then asked me.

“By any chance, how did you get in?”

“I found a crack.”

“Ah, then could it be that the power inside came through that crack… … .”

I think that’s what happened.

There were cracks here even before Baron Hexen arrived.

Selina sensed the power flowing out of the crack, and from that moment on, the power within her began to stir, accelerating the power.

The reason for the crack is not well known.

Whether natural or artificial.

But that’s not the point.

“Then you came in through that crack and… … .”

“I’m trying to deal with that power in some way.”

“ah.”

Only then did the guy’s guard start to slowly let down.

The sight of a head with only a skull left shaking was quite strange, but it didn’t feel strangely undead.

But that only lasts for a moment.

“Even so, I cannot trust you. Do you know what power lies within this?”

I came here because I didn’t know what it was.

As I was about to say that, I passed the turn to Leila, who was just about to step forward.

“I don’t know about that, but what we’re trying to do is simple. We’re going to somehow quell the power that’s running wild inside. My guess is that if the power runs wild any more, wouldn’t this ‘your world’ also be in danger?”

Yeah, you speak well.

I said it was Termion.

“… … That’s true, but… … .”

For some reason, the guy seems reluctant to show the power inside him.

Ernest also added a word at this time.

“As you said, we are the first outsiders to enter here. I don’t know how to make you believe it, but at least our purpose is the same, isn’t it? To calm the power.”

When did this kid start talking so much?

I guess I can fall behind once in a while.

Of course not now.

I put a wedge between Leila and Ernest.

“We actually don’t mind if we go on like this. But, you do. Can you calm that power?”

“… … .”

No answer came back.

But after a while.

“… … Let me show you first.”

The guy was eventually convinced and nodded.

But he added a warning.

“You’d better not think of anything frivolous. If you touch it wrong, it could be the end of your life.”

* * *

The guy turned inward and started talking about this and that.

“It’s so lively. It’s a feeling I’ve never felt before.”

The name is Dmitry.

It was a common northern name, and as expected, it was said that he was from the north.

However, he is from the ‘North about 150 years ago’.

“I was the third son, not the second, so I didn’t have any high expectations from my family. I decided to run away and wander the world.”

The northern team guys from the Imperial Knights camp come to mind.

I wonder if those guys are holding up well as a knight apprentice.

“It was purely by accident that I came here. I was wandering around the mountains and fell down a deep valley, and when I opened my eyes I was here.”

“and?”

“I became a Richie after the original Richie. At first, I wanted to leave this place, but I couldn’t.”

To summarize, it is like this.

By chance, I drifted into this undetectable zone and was unable to get out, so I gave up and became a lich.

There were 30, no, 29 people who repeated that before.

“General knowledge and language depended on those brought in from outside. Knowledge related to magic was drawn from the original knowledge drive.”

So, your speech is a bit awkward.

After all, language also changes over time.

Even after just 50 years, we can’t communicate.

But that alone is not enough.

“Is that possible?”

“It’s possible. It’s closer to keeping a ‘mission’ than giving up.”

Dmitry continued his explanation with a smirk.

I don’t know if this expression suits the skeletal remains of Lich, but either way, he really did seem to be smiling.

“If you go inside, you will know the details. What is the mission?”

Just looking at the atmosphere, it doesn’t feel like they were exchanging magic shells until just now.

“But what does the savior you mentioned earlier mean?”

The guy definitely did.

Are you calling us ‘saviors’?

At those words, Dmitry paused for a moment, then turned to us and said:

“Tell me the one who can complete this ‘mission’ and finally set us free.”

The guy said that and then started walking again.

He is the savior.

What does it mean?

Anyway, we went inside, inside.

And finally the cave we found.

“This is my home.”

The entrance to the cave is large.

No, it’s not just big, it’s huge.

Perhaps even more so than the Arc de Triomphe in the capital.

I’m not sure if it was created naturally, but…

“And within this lies the power that allows me to continue my mission.”

You can clearly feel it the moment you enter the cave.

Intense power.

A power of determination like you’ve never felt before.

and-

“Kkuruk?”

Even Karnas reacted.

“Karnas?”

“Kkuruk!”

Even though the guy didn’t have any strength, he was clearly reacting like this.

Welcome.

It seems like you feel familiar and warm with the power inside.

“… … !”

And then Dmitry looked at Karnas, who was sticking his head out of my arms, and he froze.

Putting aside whether the bones could freeze, the pupils in his eyes were trembling.

Is it horror?

no.

That’s… … .

It’s closer to a strange joy than fear.

At that moment, a sobbing voice flowed out from between the trembling bones.

“Surely… … That… … That creature in my arms right now… … .”

The savior the guy talks about.

That’s probably… … .

“Is that… that creature I know? The Savior… that is.”

It looks like a dragon.