The Genius Mage Was Reincarnated Into A Swordsman Family

After allowing the trainees a month of independent training, Erina and Rick sensed the need to assume a more active role. Stepping into the training arena, they heightened the intensity and offered detailed instructions to the inspired trainees.

Erina and Rick remained steadfast in leading a variety of training sessions, progressively raising the difficulty level. Training commenced before daybreak, stretching into the evening, testing even the stamina-strong upper-tier children who began to display signs of exhaustion—except, of course, for the little monster. Since his breakthrough, Klaus could wield magic for extended durations compared to his previous capabilities.

Under the direct involvement of Erina and Rick, enhancements were introduced to the training regimen. They structured morning and afternoon sessions, now incorporating basic sword and footwork training, and the independent evening training adopted a more guided approach. Surprisingly, neither Erina nor Rick reprimanded those who skipped or struggled during the sessions.

While readily offering guidance when approached for advice or postures, their approach retained an observational rather than instructional tone. Empowering the twelve- to thirteen-year-old children to make decisions remained an unconventional yet effective teaching method.

Initially, the collateral and recommended children, proud of their abilities, hesitated to fully commit. They chose to skip independent training, presuming official trainee status could be achieved without the additional effort.

However, Klaus, with his superior stamina evident from day one, persisted as a constant inspiration at the Lionhart youth training ground.

From the outset, Klaus effortlessly maintained the lead during the first sprint, showcasing unwavering determination. Enduring training challenges that even seasoned warriors with superior stamina would find daunting, Klaus was the first to start and the last to finish during independent training.

Exerting himself to the point of emitting white steam during training, Klaus displayed remarkable improvements in stamina, strength, and agility even without using magic to strengthen his body. His consistent excellence motivated the observers, including the collateral, vassal, and recommended children. Inspired by Klaus, they relinquished complacency and embraced dedicated efforts, eschewing the tendency to skip independent training.

Klaus, once a subject of ridicule just two months ago, now stood as their shining example and formidable rival.

However, not everyone adopted this change in perspective. Alex and his loyal collaterals persisted in their belief that such intense stamina training was unnecessary. Instead, they focused on honing their sword and fist skills passed down through their families.

As time marched forward, each individual at the Lionhart youth training ground diligently pursued improvement in their own distinctive ways, fueled by the inspiration Klaus provided.

***

"Huff!"

Klaus exhaled forcefully as he sprinted through the daybreak.

His stamina and agility had seen a considerable boost, but the reality remained unchanged—sprinting at full force without using magic to reset his stamina and ease soreness left him thoroughly exhausted.

’But something has changed.’

Thanks to his relentless training, Klaus’s physique now appeared even more refined than when he first set foot on the Lionhart youth training ground. Even without tapping into magic, he effortlessly outperformed most of the trainees. The exception, of course, was Alex and Nicholas; those two were monstrous in their own right. Klaus could physically outshine them only by resorting to magic, at least for now.

’I have to admit, those two are really impressive,’ Klaus pondered silently, glancing back at Alex and Nicholas, who were trailing just a few steps behind him.

{It’s true that you’re growing at least three times faster than them, thanks to your unconventional method. But those two are also getting stronger at a very fast pace. I get why Alex is growing so fast, given his... you know.}

{The one that surprised me the most is that red-haired kid; he’s not like you two, but the pace at which he’s getting stronger also seems very unnatural.}

’I know, and the way he keeps staring at me now and then gives me the creeps.’

{What about that bipolar kid, I mean the one named Alex? He also stared a lot at you, sometimes with an accepting look but most often as if you were his mortal enemy,} Greed said, letting out a chuckle when recalling Alex’s ever-shifting expressions when looking at Klaus.

’I do know why.’

Alex was born with the best talent, had strong willpower, and was properly educated by his family to never become lazy.

He had a twisted side, but it wasn’t strange considering he was just a twelve-year-old. He wasn’t used to seeing someone outshine him that much.

’Shall I give them more reason to look at me?’ Klaus said, a grin on his face.

Klaus kicked the ground, making the best of his magic abilities.

He felt like his lungs were being torn apart like paper, but he used magic to generate more oxygen and blood flow while boosting his muscle strength and removing sore pain to support himself to run even faster.

"Wh-what?!"

"Klaus Lionhart!"

"Shit!"

Alex, Nicholas, and the highest-tier children glared at him as Klaus increased the distance between them.

Swoosh!

Alex bit his lips feeling the wind slap his face as the distance between him and Klaus became larger.

"Hmm…"

"…"

Nicholas frowned deeply. Klaus kept becoming even more enigmatic as the days passed, and Sarah’s eyes sparkled like a cat having found a jewel.

’They will try harder to catch up to me this way; it will give me more reason to improve, since I only want them to always see my back.’

Considering the rate at which he had been growing, he estimated that he would match them in stamina, strength, and agility without using magic before the test occurred.

***

"That concludes today’s training. Feel free to continue with your independent training if you wish."

Erina and Rick made a swift exit as the afternoon training came to an end. They didn’t want their presence to coerce the children into individual training if they weren’t up to it or felt too fatigued.

"Huff…"

Alex let out an exasperated breath, eyeing Erina’s retreating figure.

’I really don’t like her.’

Aware that Erina, renowned as the Blind Blade across the entire Runiya continent, was a skilled sword user, Alex harbored a desire to train in swordsmanship under her guidance. However, she insisted on focusing on physical training and the most basic swordsmanship, knowledge Alex had acquired in his early years.

’This is just a waste of time.’

"Alex, aren’t you going to do your independent training today?" One of the collaterals, a constant companion to Alex, inquired.

"I’m going to."

"Do you know what happened to those three? Since they became bald, their attitude toward us changed; they even ignored us when we told them you wanted to talk to them the other day."

"Just ignore them; they’ll soon realize they need my help if they want to become official trainees." Following their intense confrontation with Klaus, Myre, Keeryl, and Ken distanced themselves from the other trainees. They seemed fixated on observing Klaus’s every move, attempting to replicate his training, intensifying their efforts beyond the other collateral children.

"You are right; only a direct line member can guide us to excellence; they are just fools."

Alex nodded, a slight smile forming as he gripped his wooden sword. The familiar weight brought him comfort.

"Let’s begin."

"Yes!"

Alex and the other collateral children dispersed, dedicating themselves to swordsmanship training.

Focused on his practice, Alex only halted when the sun had fully set.

’I feel most comfortable when training with a sword.’

His initial irritation subsided as he delved into the swordsmanship his father had imparted to him.

"That’s it for today."

"Yes!"

"Thank you for your effort."

Commanding respect despite being the youngest among them, Alex naturally assumed the role of their leader due to his direct lineage and remarkable talent.

"Follow me if you want to train further."

After setting down his wooden sword, he entered the indoor gymnasium with a furrowed brow.

’That guy.’

Klaus was engaged in strength training with equipment, accompanied by a few trainees, including Sarah, Myre, Keeryl, and Ken.

"Huff…"

Alex released a breath laden with boiling anger. Surprisingly, his annoyance wasn’t directed at Erina or Rick for their reluctance to teach high-grade swordsmanship.

’Klaus Lionhart.’

The boy he had dismissed as an insignificant insect two months ago was now drawing most of the trainees toward him, eclipsing Alex’s status as a direct line member.

’Why are they next to him?’

Myre, Keeryl, and Ken, who now ignored Alex, obediently followed Klaus as if they were his loyal followers. The abrupt turnaround puzzled Alex, considering their initial plan to ’teach him a lesson’ just a month ago.

’Damn it.’

While Klaus had been a rival in Alex’s eyes, he couldn’t tolerate losing followers every day to Klaus. Alex had a leader complex; he craved followers and the position of superiority. The fact that the three collateral children and most vassal children were now following Klaus fueled his anger.

Moreover, even some of the recommended children whom Alex had held in high regard were trailing Klaus, intensifying his frustration.

"Please don’t mind them. They are just impaired birds flocking together."

"Even the best vassal families are just vassal families, after all."

"Tsk."

Alex clicked his tongue and entered the gymnasium.

Seating himself beside Klaus and Sarah, who were focused on lower body training, Alex began lifting weights heavier than theirs. Nôv(el)B\\jnn

"Oh!"

"Amazing, Alex!"

"How is he lifting that much…"

The gymnasium echoed with exclamations and applause.

Despite receiving admiring gazes, Alex’s expression stiffened like the bark of a tree.

’Those bastards!’

Klaus, Sarah, and the three collaterals remained engrossed in their training, not sparing a glance for Alex.

Thud!

Alex dropped the weight forcefully, stood up, but they continued their exercises without acknowledging him. Each focused solely on their respective equipment, seemingly engaged in a silent competition.

"Kuh…"

Alex’s face turned as red as an apple. He flung the door open, leaving the gymnasium behind.

’Let’s see if you can still make that face after I end up in first place by an overwhelming difference!’