Chapter 11

Chapter 11 – Talented Genius of the Sogres family (3)

“Can you perform summonings? Since when, son, are you a summoner?”

“This is the first time I’m doing this.”

Then I added:

“However, I believe we’ll need the mark currently possessed by the eldest son of the Tyren family.”

“What?”

Summoning techniques cannot be performed without a mark. In the same way that actions defined as magical cannot be performed without a circle. This is because a mark is an object that acts as a kind of medium.

“Give him the mark! What nonsense is this!”

Count Tyren shouted almost in a fit of laughter.

As a result, it seemed like he was a bit mistaken.

“Are you really trying to use this as an excuse to take the mark from my son?”

“Count Tyren, don’t misunderstand. In any case, shouldn’t the mark be used only by the summoner who has the code imprinted on it?”

Upon the words of Duke Thermion, Count Tyren mumbled incomprehensibly, as if it were absurd.

“Then why the hell…”

“If the younger son of Count Sogres can’t prove it, wouldn’t it be in favor of Count Tyren anyway?”

Nothing happened.

“Well.”

Count Tyren finally spoke to Digron.

“Hand over the scroll for a moment.”

“B-but father!”

Digron seemed to resist for a moment, but finally handed me the summoning mark.

“Don’t hold on tight! Never! If you break it…”

It was so precious that I almost cried. Well, it’s the treasure of a summoner.

In the midst of this, I felt confidence the moment I received it.

I’m sure I’m connected with Gendfu.

In a general case, you obviously won’t be able to use the summoner’s mark, which has the unique code of the summoner engraved on it.

However, my magic overlapped with Gendfu, whom Digron had summoned.

This means that although the medium is the mark of this summoning, it can be assumed that Gendfu can only be summoned with my magical power.

I’ll have to check it for myself to see if it’s true or not.

“Answer my call.”

Sigh.

I knew it.

A light appeared, and Gendfu appeared.

– Howl!

Gendfu growled softly, but as soon as he saw me, he approached and sat down, gently moving his tail.

It was a sign of absolute obedience.

Furthermore, there is even a magical thread connecting Gendfu and me that cannot be seen by those manipulating magical power.

“Ah, father, how could my Gendfu…?”

“This is ridiculous…”

If you had treated him well from the beginning, this wouldn’t have happened, tsk.

– Grrr

In the midst of this, Gendfu showed his teeth towards Count Tyren and his son, clearly demonstrating his hostility.

“Eh, it’s amazing that you performed a summoning technique… Even hostility towards the summoner who had the mark?”

Duke Thermion seems very surprised by how much experience I have in summoning. And my father had nothing to say.

“Dain, when did you learn summoning skills…?”

I was thinking about what to say, and then, thinking that I had no idea, I spoke the truth.

“I just tried it, and it worked.”

“…”

My younger sister gave me some information, but that was a case of theory and method, and this case could be said to be a bit unusual.

While the bond with the original summoner was very weak, I was connected with the summoner by affinity, and that had an effect.

In short, I’m not an official summoner, but in the eyes of others, it seems that I practiced summoning without fail.

“Eh. Even summoning…”

In the midst of this, there were distrustful murmurs from Count Tyren.

“We don’t know…”

Soon, he finally lowered his head.

“It was… my mistake…”

I caressed Gendfu’s head.

“I’m sorry for calling you again. You’ll answer my call next time, won’t you?”

“Kki-ing! Kki-ing!”

The guy responds happily.

“Why, why not!”

And Digron was angry because his summoning had answered someone else’s call, and whatever he was trying to do wasn’t working.

He probably made a self-indulgent attempt to cancel the summoning.

I nailed it completely.

“I summoned him, so only I can return him.”

Of course, this only applies to Gendfu.

“Give it a try.”

I nodded at my father’s words and signed the cancellation of the summons.

Then, Gendfu gradually faded away and then disappeared completely.

I have shown that this is true.

Gendfu is such a fierce beast that he shows his teeth as soon as he is summoned, and I didn’t make him obey, but he obeyed on his own.

Duke Thermion resolved the situation.

“Even if it was stolen, I think it can be considered in terms of self-defense, Count Sogres.”

“I think so too.”

My father smiled for a moment as he said that.

He’s clearly proud.

Duke Thermion also helped.

“Hmm, and I also heard that. Although this rarely happens in general, I heard that sometimes, even if the summoner is not a high-level summoner, the opponent’s summons obey even without any special orders.”

Is it because I left a deep impression in the morning?

Duke Thermion looked at me with the same curious expression he had that morning.

“And in rarer cases… I heard that your affinity is so great that something like that can happen even if you’re not a summoner.”

“Is that so.”

“Mmm. This can be interpreted in the sense that your son has a lot of talent. And since he himself performed the summoning spell, he is no different from a recognized summoner just because he is not officially recognized.”

I smiled and continued with the momentum.

“After that, the eldest son of the Tyren House took his younger brother and ran away. That’s all I can tell you.”

My father listened to what I said and organized it.

“If we combine the arguments of both parties, it is like this. The eldest son of the Tyren family stepped on a flower in the garden with his younger brother, and when Dain protested, he approached and grabbed him by the neck. Here, Dain hit him with the forehead, injuring him, and in response, the eldest son of the Tyren family summoned a summoned beast to attack Dain.”

It’s a simple summary.

I ask Digron.

“Do you admit it?”

“Well, I only intended to scare you. It was never my intention to kill you!”

“Yes, Count Sogres. My son seems a bit angry, but that doesn’t mean he would have done anything…”

Amid the protests of father and son, my father also asked me a question.

“Dain, do you admit it?”

“Yes. I admit it.”

“Look at that, you say you admit it!”

So I replied.

“Admitting it doesn’t change the fact that you summoned an invoker and ordered them to kill me.”

“What! Obviously not…”

It was the moment when Count Tyren’s face turned bright red.

“Father!”

“Leyla? What are you doing here?”

“I was taking a walk in the garden when I heard my father’s voice.”

Suddenly, Leyla, whom I had seen last night, appeared.

She was Leyla Thermion, the daughter of Duke Thermion.

“Hello, Count Sogres! Count Tyren!”

Then Leyla made eye contact with me, smiled, and waved.

“Hello, Dain!”

I also smiled and greeted.

A very bright face.

It feels like a moment of peace amid a serious situation.

Leyla fell into the arms of Duke Thermion. Duke Thermion smiled and stroked Leyla’s head.

“Haha, didn’t you say you were cleaning the sword?”

“I’m done! And I was so bored.”

“I see. Let’s take a walk with your father later. I have important matters to attend to now.”

“Is it important?”

Leyla seemed to be examining the situation with wide-open eyes.

Then she tilted her head for a moment and asked Duke Thermion.

“Is it about a fight between two or three kids in the garden?”

“Leyla, how do you know that?”

“I was taking a walk in the garden before.”

This is an unexpected witness.

“Well? Then, if you’re okay with it, Leyla, would you like to tell me what you saw?”

“Hmm. Count Tyren’s eldest son grabbed Dain by the neck, and then Dain attacked him on the forehead. Then, when Dain hid, the two tried to find him, but he was hit by something I didn’t know much about and fell, and Tyren’s eldest son summoned a summon that looked like a wolf.”

“And then?”

“He ordered the summon to kill Dain. It’s very scary.”

I see.

Count Tyren’s mouth opened, and Digron turned pale.

Testimony from a third party, distinct from the involved parties.

Just from this, all conclusions can be drawn.

“Is there a hint of a lie in what you’re saying?”

“I just said what I saw.”

“Alright. I understand. Thank you.”

Duke Thermion asked Count Sogres.

“Count Sogres, if Leyla’s words are true, your son would have been in big trouble.”

“… ”

My father approached Count Tyren.

“Count Tyren and Digron Tyren, the eldest son of the Tyren family. Do you acknowledge this?”

“… ”

There was no response.

It’s a reaction that is not the same as acknowledging it.

My father seemed to have reached a conclusion.

“I have no intention of tolerating this.”

“D-Digron. What are you doing! Hurry up and apologize!”

“I-I’m sorry! I was wrong! I’ll never let something like this happen again!”

Digron bowed his head.

Where did the expression that simply said no go?

But my father wasn’t the one who accepted the apology here.

“The apology should be for my son, Dain, not me.”

“Yes, that’s right. I’m about to do that now. Digron, don’t go!”

Digron approached me and urgently bowed his head.

“I-I’m sorry…”

I just looked at him without saying anything.

I have no intention of accepting your apologies.

Enduring until the end and then bowing your head as if you had no other choice in response to a third-party testimony is not, in the first place, an apology.

“Well. I’ll accept it.”

“Thank you!”

Digron raised his head and seemed happy.

But that was only for a moment.

“Count Tyren. Do you remember what I just said I couldn’t tolerate?”

“… I remember.”

“As you know, yesterday and today have been happy days. I don’t want to escalate things and create a scandal.”

“Thank you. Count Sogres. I will definitely repay this debt someday…”

“But I can’t overlook the shock my son received, the threat he must have felt, the fact that you didn’t observe courtesy as a guest, and, above all, the fact that you tried to deceive the truth.”

My father spoke with a cold voice that I had never heard before.

“More than anything, I can’t forgive anything for giving orders to a summoned beast with the intent to kill my son, no matter how young he may be.”

Ah.

After all, he is my father.

“So, Count Sogres… That only goes so far.”

“I won’t listen anymore. Count Tyren. Please take your family out of the castle now.”

It was a farewell message.

“Well, that’s all now…!”

“It was hard to come this far, Count Tyren. From now on, you will never see the Count of Sogres again.”

Without saying anything more, my father turned around and gave an order to the attendant following him.

“Please courteously escort Count Tyren and his companions outside the castle.”

“Yes, Count.”

Count Tyren hurriedly begged my father.

“Count Sogres, I’ll take full responsibility! So please…”

“How will you take responsibility?”

“Well, well somehow… I’ll accept anything you ask, financially or in the future!”

Count Tyren seemed desperate.

Even if it were me, it would be difficult to accept being invited to a birthday banquet and coming all the way south, only to be expelled from the castle within a few hours.

But my father stood firm.

“I don’t need any help from you.”

If Count Tyren had been a bit wiser, he would have tried to objectively assess the situation on the spot rather than urging me to see my father immediately.

But he couldn’t do that and was busy urging me and protecting my son.

Should I say it’s good to work on your own terms?

The only thing that had changed about his prisoner appearance was that the fat around his belly had become larger.

“I was wrong, Count Sogres. My children and I have been here for a short time. Do you really want to go back like this? No, if I continue like this, all the nobles will laugh at me!”

A matter of appearances.

However, my father ended the story with coldness.

“The return won’t take more than 15 days. Please take a look and return, Count Tyren.”

Count Tyren couldn’t say anything more.

His entire body went limp, as if he had given up.

“Please come. I will take you there.”

And when the attendant approached, he walked with difficulty alongside Digron. Count Tyren and Digron soon disappeared from the garden.

“Well.”

My father sighed for a moment, then smiled at me and patted my head.

“There’s nothing to worry about, Dain. You must have suffered a lot while watching. You don’t need to feel guilty just because Count Tyren was expelled. Understand?”

“Yes, father. I’m fine.”

My father seemed concerned, thinking that Count Tyren had been expelled because of my fight with Digron.

I’m not at peace with the lukewarm conclusion, but I feel calmer.

“Anyway, you’re not really injured, right?”

“Yes. I’m sure. I’m fine.”

“Hmm, I heard that Count Tyren’s eldest son is quite talented… It seems that wasn’t the case.”

Then my father tilted his head.

“Or is my son too talented? Hahaha.”

As expected, he is a man with many talents.

“Haha, that’s true. My son almost experienced something bad the day after his birthday.”

In the midst of this, Duke Themion intervened quietly.

“Duke. I apologize for dragging you into something unnecessary.”

“Is that possible? If you’re invited as a guest, you should behave like one. Isn’t a child’s fault the parents’ fault?”

Duke Themion looked at me with a smile.

“Anyway, your son is really interesting. He knows how to use the spear, and he’s really good, and he even has summoning abilities… Dain, is summoning possible then?”

I shook my head at those words.

“Not yet. This time, it just happened because several conditions were met, and I still don’t have a mark.”

“Eh. Even more surprising. Is it possible to do something like that without being summoned? I heard that no matter how well the conditions are met, forming a seal in a summoning technique is very complicated…”

Duke Themion touched his chin.

Then my father asked.

“But how did you punish those guys?”

“Oh, that’s…”

I compressed the flow of magical power with my hands as before.

Boom!

And when I shot it into the ground, the garden path was slightly excavated, raising a bit of dust.

“That’s it.”

“Isn’t this a magic solution?”

Duke Themion asked me with a surprised expression.

“Do you know how to use magical power? This… Although it’s basic, it’s a magic bullet that can only be used if you understand the flow of magical power.”

“Yes, Duke.”

“Ah, my goodness… At this age? Then by no means… Do you have a magical core too?”

“Yes.”

“Hahaha.”

Laughter was heard.

My father smiled very happily.

Duke Themion shook his head and spoke to my father as if he were jealous.

“Spear arts, summoning arts, and now even magic. Has there ever been another talent like this in history?”

I haven’t said anything about hiding.

“That’s right, Duke. I think I have a good son. Hahaha.”

“Talent is talent, but you’re very calm. When children fight among themselves, they usually not only get excited but also assert themselves. No child would be so calm, let alone the eldest son of House Tyren.”

Duke Themion bent his knees slightly and was at eye level with me.

“When you grow up, help Count Sogres a lot.”

“Yes, Duke.”

In the meantime, Leyla’s gaze beside him is full of questions. It was as if she was asking, “What is your identity?”

Duke Themion stood up with a smile and patted Count Sogres on the shoulder.

“If you do this, you won’t have to worry about your children’s agriculture, right?”

“There’s still a long way to go. Wouldn’t you know that when you’re older?”

“Humility among us. Haha.”

“Well, thanks to Lady Leyla, I was able to finish the job comfortably. Maybe it would have been a bit complicated if it weren’t for the testimony.”

“Oh. Don’t worry too much. She just said what she saw. Well, if you really care, let’s talk about the engagement…”

“Oh, it’s almost time for the banquet. I also have to check if Count Tyren is leaving, so I’ll leave then!”

“Hey, hey! Count Sogres! Aken!”

The two adults disappeared from the garden in an unexpected chase, leaving Leyla and me alone.

“Can’t I go with the duke?”

Leyla shook her head at my question.

“What will you do if you leave? It’s more fun here.”

“Is the garden fun?”

“Not without you.”

Look at this guy.

“You’re something interesting.”

At those words, I shrugged.

“I’m glad you think so.”

“You’re handsome too.”

“Is that the point?”

“Maybe yes, maybe no.”

Leyla pretended not to notice and smiled, and suddenly asked.

“But how can a summoned animal obey you without even listening to the summoner? I’ve met several famous summoners in the capital and seen them fight each other, but this is the first time I’ve seen something like this.”

“I don’t know either. It just worked.”

It’s too bothersome to explain further.

They say if you do it, it will work.

“Hmm. You’re hiding something, aren’t you? It’s annoying. I helped you.”

I tilted my head.

“I helped you too. So let’s say we’re even and help each other from time to time.”

Leyla easily nodded to what I said.

“Great!”

And then she added immediately.

“Then I want to talk now!”

I remembered what Duke Themion desperately wanted.

I’m sure it’s not an engagement story.

“What?”

“Tell me too. How did you attack Count Tyren’s son! Shooting magical power so they can’t see you!”

I sighed in relief.

“Why do you want to learn?”

“That’s because I want to grow up fast! To catch up with my brothers, I want to make two cores before entering the academy.”

At first glance, something similar to regret seemed to pass through Leyla’s face as she said that.

It seems that Duke Themion cares a lot, but he doesn’t seem to like it.

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“And I want to make my mother happy. My mother loves me a lot. So I’m sure she’ll be happier if I grow up faster.”

There was also a reason I didn’t know.

Duchess of Thermion.

I heard she is sick.

Anyway, Leyla clearly wants to improve her skills quickly.

“Can you tell me?”

As simple as that.

All you have to do is teach her how to use magical power.

What comes next is a different matter.

“Okay.”

“Really?”

“Yes.”

“Then let’s do it from tomorrow! I’ll be here in the castle until the day after tomorrow! Or should we start from tonight?”

“Do as you please.”

Thank goodness. Because it’s not about losing money.

Magic Bullet is a technique that is not difficult at all as long as you understand the flow of magical power.

Excited Leyla asked.

“I’m looking forward to it. Dain, what is your wish then?”

I responded with a smile.