The Genius and Calamity of the Villainous Noble: A Brilliant Prodigy Unaware of Their Reincarnation as the Game's Antagonist Defies the Scenario and Dominates with Talent and Hard Work - Chapter 1.10

In a shop I’d never been to before, I spun around on the spot, dressed in lightweight, practical attire with a sword hanging from my waist.

“Doesn’t it look great? You look like a skilled adventurer,” Marina said with a cheerful smile.

“Thanks… though I’m not exactly the best when it comes to combat,” I replied.

At the moment, most of my focus was on commerce, leaving my personal growth as a fighter on the backburner.

Sure, I could wield a sword and cast magic, but I wasn’t overwhelmingly powerful.

I could confidently say I was stronger than most nobles and the average adventurer, but against top-tier adventurers or high-ranking noble leaders who specialized in combat, I didn’t stand a chance.

“I think you’re plenty strong already,” Marina said reassuringly.

“It’s hard to take that seriously when it’s coming from someone stronger than me,” I muttered.

The Reinhardt ducal family valued one thing above all else: strength.

Our family didn’t prioritize traditional noble ideals like feminine beauty, refined etiquette, or the ability to flatter men. Instead, we valued strength in commerce, raw physical power, and exceptional achievements in research. Strength, in all its forms, was everything.

Marina, my fiancée, was someone who exemplified that value perfectly. Recognized as a genius by the Reinhardt family, she possessed an extraordinary level of pure strength that was far beyond what you’d expect for her age.

“Hehe, thank you for the compliment,” Marina said with a playful grin.

“Uh… I wasn’t really complimenting you,” I replied, shaking my head.

“But Ark-sama said I’m stronger than you! That counts as a compliment!”

“I… guess it does? Maybe I should make it a habit to compliment you more often…”

“Fufu. I thrive on compliments. I expect plenty more from now on!”

“Well, if it’s a request from my beloved fiancée, how could I refuse?”

I nodded at Marina’s words, smiling slightly.

“Shall we buy the outfit you’re wearing now and head home? It’s getting late,” she suggested.

“Yeah, good idea,” I agreed.

The sun was already setting, casting long shadows over the streets. It was definitely time to head back.

“…Oh, wait. How are we supposed to carry all of this? We went on a shopping spree, but we didn’t bring anyone to carry the bags.”

“Ah…”

I glanced at the mountain of shopping bags we had accumulated: my formal attire, Marina’s dresses, casual clothes, underwear, nightwear, accessories…

It seemed the excitement of shopping had gotten to both of us, and we’d completely forgotten about logistics. Neither of us had thought about how we were going to get everything home.