Duke’s Quadruplets Are All Overpowered Chapter 15

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“Is it already hunting festival time?”

The knights became busy ahead of the Reinberg family’s sacred festival, the Artemis Hunting Festival. The Gasols of Quartz Castle were busy preparing to welcome guests, and the vassals of the territory also sent their knights first to prepare for the hunting festival.

While everyone was busy, I was the only one doing nothing. Are you telling me to become the head of the family? Four years later, it seems that the Reinberg matriarch’s sweet dream will not come true.

The knights underwent formal training at the parade ground. I didn’t want to go out because there were so many people watching. It’s one of those useless habits that continues after remembering your past life. I don’t like places with a lot of people. In many ways.

It was when I was alone in my room, blankly reading a book called ‘Saints of Ajibikaism’ given to me by my mother.

“Prince Lanista has called you.”

A knight came to my room. A Lanista is calling.

Call out.

This is a word that speaks well of my position in the Reinberg duchy.

I am a lazy Confucius who only moves when someone calls me.

However, the Lanista bastard called me to the parade ground on the day of the formal training.

I was worried.

What happens if you don’t go,

What happens when you go there.

Which of the two is the aftermath?

I closed the book and stood up.

* * *

There was a lot of snow.

The blue wolf knights were familiar with my sparring with the Lanistar, so they were not embarrassed. However, at the parade ground, there were many people who did not know much. The Lanista didn’t care and tried to teach me as usual.

Martial arts were still difficult to learn.

That damn skill.

Are there similar types of knightly auras here?

Through the twins’ training, their physical abilities have increased dramatically, but their internal strength has not yet accumulated at all. The problem may be the bias of her past life memories. If you think about it, the people here are not Homo sapiens either. Even if they look the same on the outside, if they are closely examined genetically, they will definitely come out as aliens with a different DNA structure. Of course, if you think about it that way, I’m an alien too, so I could learn this strange power, but being an Auror was also a talent. Not everyone can learn just because they want to. In that respect, Polestar Quartz Reinberg was not talented.

Following his educational ideology, the Lanista once again ended in an actual fight. The confrontation between the first Confucius and the lazy Confucius who had been in seclusion for four years focused people’s attention. No one expected me to win, but for some reason, I felt nauseous.

Just one.

Let’s just say one thing.

The sparring has begun.

I relaxed my entire body.

And I stared intently.

To use a common expression, he glared at the Lanista so fiercely that rays of light came out of his eyes.

My head is pounding. A feeling of motion sickness, worse than a hangover, hit me in an instant. I would suffer all day if I didn’t take headache medication, but this time I was willing to endure the pain.

My eyes sometimes take tens of thousands of pictures.

And you can pick a few out of those countless photos.

Momentary movement that changes from static to dynamic.

Prominent blood vessels, subtle contraction of muscles.

The Lannistar guy is particularly difficult.

If you look at the movements of an ordinary person in 10,000 pictures, he can take hundreds of thousands of pictures in the same amount of time.

You won’t know the difference unless you look at it with Cheonan Tong.

But if only we could respond to that difference.

The Lannistar made a move.

At that moment, the pain in my head was so severe that I almost closed my eyes.

The baton he wielded normally seemed to me like the turbulent march of thousands of armies surrounding him. But I endured the pain and waited for just one counterattack.

One sheet.

Just one frame to spare.

See, see, see.

Just before the Lannistar’s baton struck my abdomen without mercy.

I saw a scene.

Without missing a beat, I tensed my loose muscles and tightened my buttocks.

“bout!”

I swung the baton with all my might, closing my eyes as the pain exceeded my limit.

I thought even a Lanista would never escape.

Even if this one shot succeeds, you will be hit tenfold.

I grinned, waiting for the exhilarating sensation to be delivered to my palm.

cook!

Then the feeling of the baton poking my stomach.

It didn’t hurt. It was just a gentle push.

But I felt deeply frustrated.

I slowly opened my eyes and looked at the Lanistar who was giggling, wondering what was so good about it.

“Did you avoid it?”

How?

All muscle movements were directed forward.

If it were a human body, there was absolutely no time to escape at that moment.

I was embarrassed, but then my excitement cooled down.

Then, yes, I crossed the line in believing that I could fight back.

It’s like a monster.

Now all that remains is the beating.

As expected, the youngest son of the Reinberg family will swear that there is nothing special, but they don’t know.

The monster in front of me is a monster that I could kill just by yelling, even if a truckload of you guys came at me.

In desperation, I humbly waited for the beating. But the Lannistar lightly hit me on the head with his baton and then turned his back. He didn’t send me to the medical ward like he usually did. Instead he left only one word:

“Good job.”

It was the first compliment I received.

* * *

The day before the Hunting Festival, the Duke of Reinberg made an unconventional remark during a social dinner for the nobles attending the festival. He suddenly declared in a loud voice while Gasol and the nobles attending the hunting festival looked on.

“Please do this hunting festival among yourselves.”

Then he came straight to me and smiled with deep dimples and an impressive smile.

“Let’s go on a trip, son.”

I was very happy just now, tearing off a chicken leg.

I couldn’t understand this situation, so I stupidly asked a question without being polite.

“Where?”

“We will go to the shrine of Artemis.”

Many seasoned nobles also participated in today’s dinner party.

They participated in numerous social parties, and sometimes witnessed the crazy behavior of nobles. However, for a nobleman who holds the title of duke of an empire to suddenly ask his youngest son to go on a trip the day before the family festival, this must have been his first fancy party.

It is an official appearance.

It’s not good to disobey your father.

I looked around. The atmosphere has become very awkward.

In the end, there was no choice.

When I answered yes, my father seemed satisfied and went back to his seat to enjoy dinner.

* * *

“What kind of unscrupulous duke’s family is this?”

My father told me he was going on a trip and made me pack my bags. What kind of noble would go on a trip alone with their child on their family’s festival day? A man called the Duke of an Empire goes on a backpacking trip! I accepted because there were a lot of people watching, but I really didn’t want to go. It’s not because he’s an adolescent boy shouting ‘I hate dad!’ Judging by my age, I may be a teenager, but my spirit is that of a timid man. I was afraid because I knew for what purpose they were taking me to the shrine of Artemis.

Artemis’s shrine is at the eastern end of Quartz territory. It is a sacred place that exists on the border with the land of the demihumans. It is said that there is a land of demihumans and a grand canyon above, and that it is hidden in the center of the great forest, so no one can find it except those who have received the ‘blessing of the spirit beast’.

Spirits are sometimes called spirits, and are often regarded as the incarnation of Mother Nature. His father’s best friend, the blue wolf ‘Mac’, was also the lake’s spirit beast. However, there were countless spirit beasts in the sacred land of Artemis, so much so that the father was called ‘the home of spirit beasts.’

According to legend, it is said to be the area where Artemis, the mother of all spirit beasts, descended into this world.

Whether the legend was true or not, the reason for taking me there was clear. His father still planned to make me a psychic.

Surely my dog-eyes can see the spirits. But they don’t have the power to gain favor. Rather, they are people who are trying to bite me to death, and going to a place full of such people is no different from walking into an abyss. Well, since my father is there, I don’t think it will be too dangerous.

“Who can break my stubbornness?”

My father’s behavior was greatly against the norms of nobility. But none of the retainers could point out his actions. Because he is different from other nobles. He was very different from those who were born noble in origin, family tradition, and even his father. So maybe he’s going on a backpacking trip alone with his youngest son.

“It’s done, master!”

Gulshi finished packing her bags.

I took the frying pan, rice balls, cotton pillow, and teapot out of the heavy bag and carried them on my shoulder.

“Which do you like better, grass, fireworks, or water?”

“yes?”

“What is better?”

“Well, I like it hot.”

If Duke Reinberg personally wants to play the role of Professor Oak, it is natural that he will live up to expectations.

Among the young beasts, there may be one or two who are dull, stupid, and timid.

If it is the sacred place of Artemis, which is called the home of spirit beasts, I might be able to lure one spirit beast that does not hate me. Honestly, the sight of his father walking around with the blue wolf Mac was very cool.

“good. If possible, I will bring a fire-type Pokemon, or rather a spirit beast with the power of fire.”

“Wow, that’s cool.”

I glanced at Gulshi and put the cotton pillow back in my bag.

* * *

We decided to leave at dawn. When the birds started chirping, I left the room and headed to the place my father had mentioned. It is the seventh room from the left on the third floor of the mansion. Quartz Castle became a mysterious and bizarre castle after his father reigned as the castle lord. For example, this seventh room is normally hidden.

“Good night.”

My father came first and was waiting. When I opened the door, he immediately used his spiritual power. Quartz Castle has a secret passage leading to the outside of the castle. It is a tunnel created by the power of the spirit beast of the earth, and its location is known only to those who are descended from Reinberg.

“Let’s go.”

As soon as the father’s power reached, an entrance to an underground passage appeared in the seventh room.

My father was accustomed to going through the underground passage, and he said he often went out of the castle this way.

I quietly got out of the castle.

After walking for a while, two horses were ready at the entrance of the village.

Although the trip started like this, I was not overly anxious.

At least it’s not related to the twins.

That alone is a great comfort.

I got on my horse. Horseback riding is a basic skill for nobles. I learned it before. It looked sloppy, but since it was a trained horse, there was no major discomfort. His father was a skilled horseman. He said that he could reach Artemis’ shrine in three days by horseback.

It was a leisurely trip.

As we entered increasingly remote areas, we occasionally saw small spirit beasts.

It was a small thing, like a rabbit or a squirrel, but at first glance, it was clearly different from a mountain animal, but upon closer inspection, it was clearly different from a living creature. Most bodies were smooth and transparent like a glass bottle, but those in forest areas were green, and those in ponds were as blue as water.

They showed great interest in my father and approached him, but as soon as they saw my face, they got scared and ran away or even tried to attack me. Even when I smiled and held out my hand to become friends, he just ran away. It was sad. I bought food for my stray cat at a convenience store, but I feel like I’m being treated poorly.

“Why do young beasts only like their father?”

Since it was outside the castle, I had a comfortable conversation with my father. He hated formalities.

My father petted Youngsu, the squirrel riding on his shoulder.

“The reason the spirits are kind to me is because they want to be friends.”

Squirrel Youngsu seemed to like his touch.

“A friend?”

“okay. There are very few people who see spirits like us. Even rarer than a powerful wizard. It’s not because I’m particularly strong that the spirits follow me. “Just because they can be seen, spirit beasts are willing to lend their power.”

My father said that the reason he became the best spirit surgeon was simply because he could ‘see’ many spirit beasts.

“Spiritual creatures, beings of nature, gain form by being seen by us, share emotions by communicating with us, and gain life.”

When I stretched out my hand, the squirrel spirit quickly disappeared and peeked out from the tree.

“So now do you understand the true value of your power? You just said you could see it. Yes, that’s what matters! Just seeing. The more powerful a spirit beast is, the less able it is to see it. It took over ten years before I could see a Mac. But you just see it, right? You can borrow the power of all spirits. “All the spirits in your eyes!”

While my father was talking, he suddenly seemed annoyed and started yelling at me. I shrugged. Even though I just saw the squirrel spirit running away.

“They say they hate me.”

“You can tell at Artemis’ shrine. “Do the spirits hate you, or do you hate them?”

It’s lucky if you don’t get bitten to death.

fantasy,