The short break was over.
Despite being in the position as the heir of the Duke, Aaron trained just like other knights.
Aaron looked like he was running, jumping and rolling on the dirty floor and covered with dust, but it was very cool.
I think his face looked really cool. I wonder what kind of people would look cool with that kind of face.
âIf youâre tired, go up first any time. Okay?â
âYes!â
It wouldnât be boring at all, but once I answered it, I did it vigorously.
Otherwise, the good Aaron might leave his training behind. I didnât want to interrupt his schedule either.
âSee you later!â
âBye!â
Aaron returned to the knights after a brief break to resume his training.
I smiled and waved my hand.
Aaron, who strode along, joined the group preparing for the match.
Aaronâs appearance was unfamiliar, yet natural.
He looked indifferent, but so far, Aaron seemed closer to the knights than expected.
Even the knights donât seem to have a hard time training with Aaron.
It was completely different from the servants having difficulty with Aaron.
âCome to think of it, there are a lot of knights.â
As far as I know, I think there are over a hundred people.
Of course, there were many more knights I couldnât see.
The building, a little smaller than the main building next to the theater, was the residence of the knights belonging to the Grand Princeâs mansion.
I heard that there are more knights in other places than here.
âItâs really weird. But thatâs great.â
No matter how much I thought about it, the original work must have been a pure mess.
Aside from my father and brother being villains.
âWhy did they get fooled so easily?â
Not to mention my father was the strongest in the world.
My brother also inherited that talent.
Was it weird if itâs just those two? Iâll do it, butâ¦
I lifted my head and looked at the training grounds. I donât know, but the strength of the hundreds of knights was probably not weak.
âBut why was it so easy in the original story?â
It was a villain role, but the story and the past didnât come out from the book.
Why would my father pretend to be with the male lead in the first place? Rather, wouldnât it be possible to have a hostile relationship with the first prince?
The more I thought about it, the more doubtful I became.
âWhat was the author thinking?â
There has never been a time when I was more curious about the authorâs mind than now.
It wouldnât be frustrating if he showed Aslanâs past coolly in the original.
Erita excitedly promised to change the ending, but she didnât know what to do with Aslan and Aaron.
My chest became stuffy. Whatâs the point of knowing the original?
What do I even know about Aslan and Aaron?
Thereâs nothing like a ratâs horns. When I realized that there was nothing I could do, I sighed at my helplessness. If I were an adult, it would be comfortable.
âNo. I told you that the road starts with one step!â
First of all, letâs get some information from the people around us. When I think about it, the easiest person to hear from wasâ¦
âIt must be grandpa Evan.â
Starting the morning stretches and drinking three glasses of milk a day. First of all, wasnât this a childâs body?
âThere are a lot of things I could do to grow up quickly. If possible, I could grow a little taller.â
I remembered my fatherâs great height.
Although he had a head bigger than most adult men, he didnât look dull at all, but rather strong.
Looking at Aaron, who looked out strong enough to not be pushed back even among the knights there.
Since then, Aaron and Erita also share the same genes, thatâs it.
Expectations rose sharply.
I wasnât that tall before in my previous life, so I wanted to be taller in this life.
It was then.
âMaster! The documents that need to be processedâ¦!â
âOkay. Bring something thatâs not urgent.â
âIâm not in a hurry!â
A familiar voice came from behind as I stretched my arms in the air.
The corners of my lips lifted by itself.
As I turned around, I saw my father and Fern walking this way.
âFather!â
âHelloâ¦â
Then I ran to my father. Naturally, I was used to the embrace that held me.
Last time, I tried not to hug him because I was shy, but somehow I decided to just hug him, who looked disappointed.
âI greet the lady.â
âFernâs face⦠Well, umâ¦â
When I saw Fernâs handsome face, my words slurred.
âHaha. Iâm fine. Itâs true.â
âOf course itâll be okay. Because I have more work tomorrow than you.â
âAre you comparing me to Your Majesty now? Iâm a wizard!â
Fernâs voice, shouting anew, trembled at my fatherâs heartless response.
It sounded like anyone would listen to my father, but those who would actually listen donât give him a glance.
In fact, that appearance of Fern was at least common. Because it happens every time my father comes to see me. About five times a week?
I sighed deeply, but there was nothing I could do.
Except for my father who turned his back on Fern before he upsets him further.
âHey, how did you get here?â
I didnât even tell you where I was going today.
âI couldnât reach the masterâs eyes in the mansion.â
âI saw you and Aaron.â
Father, who cut off what Fern was trying to say at once, casually said.
ââ¦Why do you keep interrupting me?â
âItâs because you only say useless things.â
Fernâs protest was also firmly cut off. His eyes met with sympathy as he smiled regretfully.
Was it my misunderstanding that a smile looked so sweet?
âArenât you bored being alone?â
Inwardly, I shook my head at my fatherâs words, giving Fern my heartfelt support.
âI was with my brother a while ago.â
âAaron?â
âYeah! I saw my older brother fight in the training before, and itâs really cool!â
In my words, my father turned to the side where Aaron was.
There, Aaron, who just flew the opponentâs sword, was calmly grinding the sword.
âWowâ¦!â
Itâs already been three consecutive wins since earlier.
âActually, even before my father came, my brother won twice.â
I told my father proudly. Itâs great to have a heart like this!
âYeah. He improved a lot.â
Father gazed at Aaron for a moment, then smiled and nodded.
For some reason, I felt so proud.
I smiled contentedly and turned my head in that direction, and Aaron was approaching quickly.
âFather.â
âYour skills have improved a lot.â
âI still have a long way to go before I could follow in my fatherâs footsteps.â
Aaron seemed a little embarrassed by the sudden compliment, but soon smiled and responded.
Aaronâs goal of wanting to become like his father seemed to be progressing step by step.
I asked others to keep it a secret. I smiled indifferently at the warm sight of the father and son.
âSince Iâve come down, letâs see how much youâve improved so far.â
âDonât look at me.â
âWatching you do well.â
But thatâs also for a while.
My fatherâs words were enough for the warm atmosphere to suddenly burn.
âIâll be right back. Is it okay?â
I nodded my head. Well, thereâs no reason for me to stop the two of them from doing it.
I was also curious to see how my father could fight.
Iâve seen Aaronâs fight many times, but Iâve never seen my father wielding a sword.
My father, who brought me down safely to the ground, took off the jacket he was wearing loosely over his shirt.
âIâll hold it!â
I took over the jacket my father was trying to hand over to Fern.
âIf itâs heavy, hand it over to Fern.â
âYes!â
âIâll be back, Erita.â
âDonât get hurt, dad! Aaron, donât get hurt!â
I said with a serious expression. Above all, it was most important for the two not to get hurt.
âYeah, I will.â
âThank you for your concern.â
It seems that the two just took it as a cute concern.
My father, in a light shirt, stroked my hair and headed to the training ground with Aaron.
I waved vigorously with my large fatherâs jacket over my arm.
âHowâs the training going?â
When my father entered, the atmosphere changed in an instant.
Should I say that the light atmosphere was filled with spirit?
âLoyalty to the Grand Duke!â
The knights who shouted, clenched their fists in unison, pounded on the chest twice and removed it.
âWowâ¦!!â
As I sat on the bench, I opened my mouth to see that temperance.
The familiar figure of my father standing in the center was like a painting.
âItâs the greeting of the Knights that has been around for hundreds of years.â
Fern, who was standing next to me, further explained.
How could you say itâs been hundreds of years? Admiration popped out of the unfamiliar unit of time.
âCould I sit down for a while?â
âOf course!â
Erita nodded at Fernâs question.
Fern, who expressed his gratitude, smiled and sat down next to me.
After seeing my father warming up lightly before the confrontation, I asked Fern what he had been curious about for a long time.
âI think Fern knows my father well.â
He came with us when they first came to pick me up.
It felt like we had been together for quite a long time, looking familiar with each other.
Fern doesnât look that old, but it was strange that he was my fatherâs assistant.
âUm. Itâs probably because Iâve been here for six years.â
âSix years?â
Short is short and long is long.
Fern nodded his head once and continued the conversation calmly.
âActually, the first time I saw the Grand Duke was ten years ago.
âTen yearsâ¦?â
I glanced at Fernâs face. No matter how much I look at it, youâre still in your mid-twenties.
âIt was in the Monster Subjugation Competition that I participated in when I was 16 years old.â
âYou were 16?â
I know this was a fantasy world, but I couldnât believe how young he participated in a subjugation.
It wasnât the kind of figure I wanted to imagine.
Even considering the fact that the adult here was 18, it was quite early.
âWell, I had a lot of complaints about my family at the time.â
âAhâ¦â
âI thought I wouldnât die if I went out with my magic skills.â
At that time, Fern laughed, saying that he was very childish.
No matter how many complaints there are from the family, thatâs why he participated in the Monster Subjugation Exhibition.
Fern also had a castle. Common people donât have surnames. And when I think about it, he seemed to know the noble etiquette very well.
âFern was also a noble?!â
âYes. Iâm the second son of Count Eilish.â
âI didnât know.â Fern, who responded to my startled question, smiled sadly.
It felt overbearing because I couldnât find anything to say to that casual answer.
If youâre a countâs second son, youâre still a high-ranking nobleman. I didnât know it because he didnât look like that at all.
âBut Iâm almost kicked out of the house.â
âWhat?â
âI ran out of our home six years ago. At that time, I heard that the family register was digging it, but Iâm not sure if it was really dug or not.â
Fern let out a little laugh.
âI have a talent for being calm and casual.â
Where in the world could you say that your family register was being dug out?
I gasped at the surprising fact.
âHmm. Iâll tell you about my boring family story later.â
No, itâs totally fun. Itâs so much fun.
Wow!
While shaking my thoughts, I was surprised by the sound of the cheers I heard and turned my gaze.
âBecause the lord and the young master are starting to fight.â
There was a father and son pointing swords at each other.
Well. Then thereâs nothing we could do
I hid my disappointment and nodded. Iâll watch my father and brother first.
âCould I listen to it after this?â (Erita)
â..Itâs not a very interesting story, but Iâd be happy if you wanted to.â
âThen Iâll definitely tell you next time!â
As Fern answered with a smile, the match started.