Rebirth Of The Noble Mage Behind The Scenes-Chapter 12 Genius

"Time, are you fast or slow——"

The perspective of time is always so peculiar, inadvertently disappearing like flowing water.

In the Magic Language class, Anvis listened to the teacher's explanation, but his thoughts wandered elsewhere.

After that tea party several years ago, Duke Carrot called him to the castle study for a talk and then directly gave him a list.

The list detailed a large number of family-owned industries, and with a wave of his hand, the Duke allowed him to choose any three to manage himself.

Carrot's original words were: Do as you wish, don't be afraid of failure, the family doesn't lack these industries——

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Anvis thought for a moment, then selected a medium-sized chamber of commerce and two newly built civilian Mechanical factories.

Of course, although he was given full control in name, Anvis only needed to steer the general direction, with specific affairs handled by others below him.

The two new factories needed to order their Mechanical production lines from the Yiter Kingdom Federation.

The first thing Anvis did was cancel the factory's original production line orders and replace them with Mechanical Train production lines.

The Duke had no opinion on his choice, and due to the news of the Radiant's open service, a trend of train building indeed surged everywhere.

But this also led many nobles to follow suit and build Mechanical Train factories, making the competition extraordinarily fierce.

However, what the Duke didn't know was that Anvis' true aim wasn't to earn gold coins but rather to plan for the future.

The family didn't value the development of Mechanical constructs, and the Duke had only previously mentioned Magic-guided Mechanical due to concerns it might destabilize the province's situation.

Rather than fearing that the spread of Mechanical constructs would shake the family's ruling position.

In reality, this dismissive attitude was a reflection of the entire empire's old nobility.

In their eyes, no matter how many of these 'moving piles of scrap metal' there are, they posed no threat to those possessing Ninth Rank strength.

Due to material and technical limitations, a truly meaningful Magic-guided Mechanical at present could only exert about Sixth Rank power.

Perhaps some might forcibly create ones capable of exerting Seventh Rank or higher power using certain special techniques.

But that usually involved higher-level alchemical methods and a large amount of precious materials, losing the essence of Mechanical constructs and leaning more towards normal alchemical items.

On the surface, these might not even have as much destructive power as an ordinary Sixth Rank Professional's constructs, no matter how many there are, they could never threaten those who mastered rule-based powers at the Ninth Rank.

But Anvis knew clearly, the development of Mechanical constructions was the trend of the future.

They had two major advantages—the individual strength of the controller was almost unrestricted, and they could be mass-produced.

A low rank equipped with special Magic Armor could instantly exert the destructive power of mid-high rank Professionals.

Moreover, with the emergence of several key technologies, constructs gradually broke through their power limitations in special ways, becoming a formidable threat that no one could ignore.

Having a deep understanding of history, he would never allow himself to fall behind the times in this regard. On the contrary, he intended to overtake them ahead of time.

As the only large-scale mechanical creation deemed civilian by the Empire Family, the production of Mechanical Trains required massive metal raw materials and special oversized production lines.

With these two Mechanical factories as cover, he could openly mobilize Mechanical materials on a large scale without arousing suspicion from others.

When needed later, he could easily produce other large-scale wartime constructs by simply modifying the entire production line.

Moreover, the family's territories also needed to implement Mechanical Train systems, and naturally, it's more reassuring to assign such orders to the family's own factories.

...

"Lord Anvis, are you listening?"

Anvis's Magic Language mentor was a Sixth Rank Royal Scholar, appearing around fifty years old. His hair was graying at the temples, with a high hairline and recently showing signs of receding more.

At this moment, he dispelled the magic text floating in the air, slightly furrowing his brow and looked at Anvis somewhat displeased.

"Of course, Mr. David!"

Anvis quickly pulled back his thoughts and answered earnestly.

"Good! So, what meanings does [Ri~ket-en] represent in Ancient Mannian? And provide an example of its application."

David maintained a stern face, questioning Anvis. With his question, a new line of magic text appeared, shimmering faintly in the air.

"It means 'gnawing,' sir, and in the spell of the Third Rank 'Excavation Skill,' it appears in the second subsection of the third segment.

As a noun, it is used to specifically refer to the 'Squirrels on the World Tree.'

"...Completely correct."

Mr. David was quite puzzled; he always felt like Anvis was distracted, but no matter what question he posed, Anvis could respond fluently.

Over time, he gradually began to doubt his own judgment.

"Perhaps... this is how true geniuses are? He's not daydreaming; he's thinking?"

This suspicion wasn't exclusive to Mr. David; almost all the mentors responsible for educating Anvis experienced similar impressions.

Gradually, when the Duke inquired about his educational progress, the mentors began to praise him eloquently, calling Anvis a true genius.

During lectures, he could simultaneously engage in deeper thought processes.

Initially, Anvis was puzzled by this.

Is that so? Then I must be a once-in-a-millennium genius!

Ultimately, he resigned himself to accepting this fact, attracting sidelong glances from the Duke and Duchess, while once again earning the admiring gaze of Fiona.

He wasn't worried about his rebirth secret being discovered, due to passing the soul synchronization rate test, as long as he didn't act too outrageously, everything could be attributed to talent.

As he grew older, Anvis's daily learning content continuously evolved.

Linguistics advanced to Magic Linguistics, and the current language being taught was Ancient Mannian.

This language originated from the era of the Ancient Magic Empire, and the symbols themselves contained mysterious powers, making it the most widely used magic language among Spellcasters on the continent.

From his memories, Anvis learned that after mastering this language, there were four more to learn: High Elven, Dragon Language, Ancient Dragon Language, and Titan Language.

Besides that, music and art were added to the morning studies. The time for learning etiquette was halved, and social content was added.

For example, how to please a lady.

The study of history branched into the study of Ruins, while the course duration remained unchanged.

The afternoons were no longer leisurely, with a total of four courses each in Magic Material Science, Epigraphy, Alchemy, and Mysticism, which occupied much of Anvis's time.

After a day of classes ended, Anvis went to the Book Collection Room as usual.

Due to his diligence and personal strength improvement, the Duke made an exception to enhance his access rights.

Now, he could already read most of the magic books below the Third Rank.

In the silent library, the boy's thin and pale figure appeared somewhat lonely. Although the book was open in his hands, the pages hadn't been turned for a long time.

His birth was a set fact, unchangeable. For years, he had been devising strategies to break through his situation.

It's been several years since the Radiant's open service, and during this not-too-long time, the empire's situation hadn't changed much.

On the contrary, with the construction of many new Magic-guided Mechanical factories, many civilians gained income and job opportunities, and life was thriving.

But Anvis knew clearly, this was only the surface. The seeds of a new era had quietly been sown, like sparks hidden beneath fallen leaves.

Just waiting for a gust of wind to ignite a roaring fire, turning the decayed forest of the old era into ashes.

The memories from Young Anvis's first-person perspective had filled in many details he hadn't known in the game.

Regrettably, memory fragments were limited, revealing only a few key details.

After a while, he sighed, gently closing his eyes, then opening them slowly, forcing himself to refocus his attention on the book.

Only here did he not feel those ubiquitous, subtle surveillance gazes.

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