The battle between father and son started.


    To be honest, I had nothing to say about their match.


    It was just strange for me, who didn’t know anything about swordsmanship.


    It was different from kendo and fencing, which I sometimes saw on mobile phones before.


    At the beginning, Aaron’s sword attack pouring towards father was fierce.


    It was exhausting merely to chase each of their actions around, even if it wasn’t as rapid as it had been.


    “…Fern. Was my brother winning now?”


    “That’s not true. If you look closely, the Grand Duke isn’t attacking back.”


    Erita frowned at Fern’s words and nced over her father attentively.


    As she looked closely, like Fern said, my father was just blocking my brother’s attack.


    Seeing that he was able to stop the attack of brother with only simple movements.


    Erita’s respect for her father grew rapidly.


    “Wow! That’s true!”


    “Yes. If the Grand Duke deals with him properly, it will be over soon.”


    “<em>Wow!!!</em>”


    “So, when he fights with knights, he usually uses only his left hand or does it on condition that he won’t move more than one foot.”


    Erita’s mouth opened agape hearing his exnations.


    From what I saw earlier, my brother’s skills weren’t even a joke…


    How strong was my father?


    Changing the hand wielding the sword would be a million times more difficult than writing with the other hand.


    It was then,


    “How long are you going to just block me?”


    Aaron’s sword, which hit the cold ground, turned dark.


    The color was so vivid that it looked like a zing fire wrapped around the sword.


    “That’s…!”


    “If it’s a clear Aura like that, it’s at the level of a Master…!”


    Fern’s voice, which seemed to be surprised by the buzzing surroundings.


    Among them, the word about being a ‘<strong>Master</strong>‘ was heard particrly loudly.


    The face of my father, who had been calm so far, also had a slight surprise.


    “Extreme!!”


    “Good.”


    The smooth sword and the overflowing sword collided, but it was my brother who was pushed out.


    Father, who lightly shed Aaron’s sword, which was more startling to anyone could see, smiled.


    “Look carefully.”


    That was the moment.


    Darkness flocked around my father’s sword with the illusion that the surrounding air seemed to change.


    It was simr to my brother’s, but it waspletely ck.


    It was darkness that made even the sun in the sky lose its light.


    The two of them stared at each other silently for a moment, then hit the ground at the same time.


    The sound of sharp swords shing resounded loudly.


    The ck sword and the dark red sword shed and dust flew along.


    “…You really have no limits.”


    When Fern, who burst intoughter, flickered his finger, a transparent wall fluttered in front of us.


    “What do you mean there’s no limit?”


    “Your Majesty’s Aura. It’s bigger than thest time I saw it.”


    Even if I don’t have power, my hands are trembling on their own. As I nced down, Fern’s fists trembled slightly.


    It was a little strange, but I passed it lightly and looked at my father with sparkling eyes.


    “That’s what the strongest man in the novel looks like.”


    Despite the sharp confrontation, there was a smile on the faces of my father and my brother.


    As if they were having fun.


    And the de flew through the air and stuck in the ground.


    The tight battle ended when the sword of my father, which he finally raised, broke into two pieces


    “You’ve improved a lot.”


    With a satisfied smile, father patted my brother on the shoulder.


    “It was a long way from following my father, though.”


    My brother, who smiled back like that, seemed to be satisfied regardless of the result.


    First, my father turned around, followed by my brother walking towards me.


    “Father! Brother!”


    I rushed and looked alternately at the two.


    It didn’t look like an injury, but the impact of the red and ck swords should have been so great.


    It may be familiar to the people here, but it was a rather surprising scene for me, who lived in an ordinary 21st century.


    Good! I don’t think they’re hurt.


    As I stepped back with a satisfied nod, I could see the faces of the two smiling.


    “Give it to me.”


    At that time, themander of the knight, who I sometimes encountered and knew awkwardly, called my father.


    “You didn’t pretend to hear me when I asked you toe and see me.”


    “You know the reason better.”


    “I don’t know? It’s been a while since you’ve visited here, so please take a look at the knights’ training.”


    Have any of the people I’ve talked to with father ever been able to speak like that?


    When I peeked, my father sighed as if it was a headache.


    However, considering that he didn’t look so bad, I thought they had a very friendly rtionship.


    Even though the Commander of the knights looks older than father.


    The rtionship between the two seemed a little different from the rtionship between Fern and my father.


    Surely it’s because the Commander was older?


    “…I’m about to leave.”


    When my father nced at me and said that, the knightmander’s gaze turned to me.


    The Commander of the knight who met my gaze smiled and bowed his head towards me.


    “Are you going too?”


    “Yes? Oh, no. There’s nothing… to do yet.”


    When I unexpectedly answered, themander of the knight smiled and looked at father.


    Look at this. Is it my mistake to answer like that?


    My father, who frowned at the sly appearance of the Commander, eventually sighed.


    “There are only five.”


    “Five is enough.”


    ‘<em>What’s five?</em>‘


    My little question was quickly answered.


    ?


    “Father came to help with the trainingst time, and he was held all day.”


    “Ah…”


    “Maybe it’s because he’szy, so he doesn’te down after.”


    They say that there are five knights ready to fight my father.


    But It must be difficult for anyone to be caught all day and help out with training.


    Not knowing that my father could win even if he fought with the knights all week, I nodded as I thought so.


    “The Grand Duke won!”


    The knight’s cry announcing father’s victory again rang.


    ‘This is already the third time.’


    I was sitting on the bench with Aaron and watching my father.


    It seems like it has just started, but the third match has already ended.


    It took less than thirty minutes for the fourth and fifth battles to finish.


    It’s like maybe it’s the reason why he deliberately held swords for a long time for the sake of teaching.


    My father, who had just finished the match, walked over, tidying up his clothes.


    “Father!”


    “Erita.”


    My trembling legs stopped and as I stood up, my father approached me and naturally lifted me up.


    It was very cool that he didn’t even sweat even though he had fought several times.


    Should I say that he’s like the strongest man in a novel?


    ‘<em>Oh right, he’s the strongest in the novel</em>!”


    I nodded, remembering An’s setting in the novel.


    As a magic swordsman, swordsmanship itself is the strongest of the empire.


    Isn’t itpletely over-setting?


    My father had better specifications than the male lead.


    Besides, look at this shiny appearance…


    If it was a different novel, it would be perfect toe out as a male protagonist of the story.


    “You were so cool! The sword flew like this!”


    Erita screamed with her eyes shining in excitement.


    When I moved my arms around to cheer him on, copying what I saw earlier, my fatherughed.


    The ck fluttering sword was like the lightsaber you saw in SX Wars.


    I don’t know if I can say it here, but the sudden thought made me burst intoughter.


    “You’re both the coolest and best in the world!”


    “Haha… Thanks, Erita.”


    Aaron smiled lightly.


    In fact, I’ve been wanting to say he’s cool since earlier, but I held it in because I wanted to tell my father and brother.


    “I didn’t know you’d like swords.”


    Father handed over the sword to the head of the knights.


    I didn’t know I’d like it either. But who wouldn’t fall in love with you if you showed us such a cool side?


    Sneakily looking at him, I came up with an idea that I had been thinking about.


    “Father.”


    “Yes. Erita.”


    “I want to learn the sword too…!”


    It was something I was determined to say.


    I wondered if even a weak body would be a little stronger if I learned and trained how to wield the sword.


    Unlike me, who spoke out of curiosity, the gaze of my father, who was looking at me affectionately, shook at the moment.


    “A sword…?”


    “Yes! I’m bored because I’m not doing anything in the mansion…”


    “<em>Hmm.</em>…”


    I nodded as I answered, an embarrassment hung around Aaron’s eyes.


    My older brother didn’t seem to be in favor of it either.


    “Why don’t you learn the sword after you grow up a little bit more?”


    What my father said was that I was still too young to burden my body with training.


    Slowly ncing down at her arm.


    <em>‘Well. It’s definitely too thin.’</em>


    And I don’t have good stamina either. It’s not for any other reason, but a concern.


    It was a little disappointing, but I didn’t want to be stubborn and make them worry.


    Realizing the truth, I nodded sullenly.


    “…Okay.”


    In fact, I wanted to learn swords, but it was also because I felt a little ufortable that I didn’t seem to have anything to do.


    All I’ve done so far was waking up and eating, ying, eating again, and ying again.


    “If you are a little bigger, I’ll definitely teach you. So don’t be upset.”


    “Yes! Please teach meter!”


    “Okay. Why don’t you learn something else first instead of a sword? Tell me anything.”


    For a moment, I was depressed at the gentle dissatisfaction, and the option given to me was a better idea.


    Okay… It’s preferable to learn something else first.


    In order to live as a noble from now on, it would be better to learn basic knowledge such as etiquette and history.


    It was when I was thinking productively.


    “Father.”


    Aaron, who was watching us quietly, called father and smiled.


    “Come to think of it, can’t she go out now?”


    “Oh, yes. That’s right.”


    My father smiled satisfactorily as he knew the meaning of those words.


    So, simply it meant that we can go anywhere.


    For a moment, I felt estranged by the words I couldn’t recognize.


    “Erita, would you like to go to the vige?”


    “To the vige?”


    “Yes. If you want to.”


    Erita’s eyes went round at those words.


    ‘What do you mean to leave the mansion?’


    “With my father and brother together?”


    “Yes. Together.”


    As I stared at my father and brother, they both smiled sweetly and nodded together.


    Wah! I can’t believe I’m going outside the mansion for the first time since I came here.


    “Yes! I want to go!”


    And of course, naturally, my answer is yes!