Price of Management

I thought I lived without thinking, but Rick was desperate for his own training and research in swordsmanship.

Rick clenches his fist.

“With this technology, I can break my father's gaze. Heave-ho.”

He was Rick, grinning as if he was some kind of evil act.

“Good. I've been worried sick ever since I saw Duke Rompel, and Rick's been doing his best." ”

“What? Duke Romfeld? ”

Rick opens his eyes wide.

“Yes, actually, not long ago, Duke Romfel came to see me. ”

I told him the details of my encounter with Duke Rompel.

The more I listened, the more tendons rose in Rick's forehead.

“You were confident my father and I could win at the same time? ”

“Yes, but it didn't seem like nonsense to me. It really was a different kind of power. ”

“So you flew in because you were worried about your father and me? ”

“Yes.”

“... Dude. There are only three people in the world who piss me off. One is his father, and the other is his old man, Duke Romfel. Do you know who the other one is? ”

“I don't know. Perhaps Duke Meutt... ”

“It's you, son! ”

Rick grabbed my head. He wraps his head around it and regains his grumpy days, and Rick resumes running in fury.

“Khhh! My father and I would be worried about going next door to Duke Rompel! I'll make him realize that if he's three digits old, he has to die! Khh, I'm pissed! ”

In the blink of an eye, Rick's new brother is gone. My concern aroused Brother Rick's pride.

* * *

You can see the house of the loving Kunt family. First of all, it was best to say hello to the smiling father.

Expanding my shared senses with the spirit, I felt my father's prowess in the training ground. He was alone in the training ground, locked in meditation.

I flew to you.

Even though he landed on the ground and stood in front of his nose, he closed his eyes and meditated without even the slightest tingling.

I just opened my mouth.

“Is Caroc here? ”

“Yes, Father. Are you enjoying your retirement with your stepmother? ”

“Yeah, I'm fine. ”

Only then did my father open his eyes. It was a glowing look like a beast.

“How are your family? ”

“Yes. Wives are still cute. Jis doesn't cry when she falls. ”

“What a sense of mastery. I'm glad everything's okay. ”

“Well, I don't know. I can't tell you everything's fine.... ”

“Is something wrong? ”

“Yes, in fact, I met Duke Romfel. ”

“Duke Rompel? The Horror Master of the Horn Empire. ”

“Yes.”

I was very interested in my father's face.

“I heard it's been a while since you were over 100 years old, but did you feel okay? ”

When I asked, I sighed.

“You're lucky you're okay? You look like a freak for fixing things. ”

“Listen closely. ”

“Yes, in fact……. ”

I explained to my father the story of my encounter with Duke Romfel.

The reaction was similar to that of Rick.

“You were confident you could defeat Rick and me all at once. How dare...! ”

Blow your fist, Father, full of fury and grip. I saw a red face, and I was ready to explode.

“Yes, but that strength was the truth without exaggeration. ”

“So you came in a hurry because you were afraid we'd be invoiced side by side. ”

“…… Yes. ”

“Let's have a duel in a long time. ”

“Yes? Are you serious? ”

My father, who was reluctant to challenge me, suddenly offered me a duel first? I almost didn't want my usual father to lose because I almost lost.

“Are you sure you want to do this?”

“You're sure you can beat me. ”

“Yes.”

My resolute answer was that my father chose Misril Long Sword.

“Then I think it's time to show you his majesty. ”

“I look forward to it.”

We walked out into the middle of the training ground and confronted them in the street.

Suddenly, my father said.

“There are only three humans that piss me off the most. ”

…… Hurry?

“Father, is that not you, Duke Romfeld, and me? ”

“You know it well! ”

My father wields the Long Sword as he shouts. Blade bursts into flames.

Same reaction as Rick! I don't think anyone's fighting a minor war!

But am I mistaken?

We were separated from each other, and Blade was flying towards me.

“Huh?! ”

Surprised, I rushed into a rage and built several layers of walls made of dirt.

Sürrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

Explosive!

I tried to hide underground to help keep myself safe. But then the blade flew through the dust of the explosion again.

Oh, yeah?

As the saying goes, the blade was‘ flying in ’.

Kuaang!

Avoiding the blade coming at my bottom, I had no choice but to soar into the sky.

I was surprised when I asked, floating in the sky.

“Father! Did you shoot Blade to come? ”

“Just as I saw! ”

I did.

He didn't move a step from where he was. Instead, I flew the blade to me from afar. In other words, it was a ranged attack.

I've seen the technique of sending a mass, but I've never seen an attack with a perfectly shaped error blade before.

“Rick has mastered the art of error walking. You hopped me up like a flea, and you honed this technique to send the flea to the goal. ”

It was the same for my father that he was preparing to do one of the spleens in his own way.

“If I stop you from sneaking into the ground, I win. Don't you think?”

“Haha, are you sure you're okay? I don't think that technical error consumption is a joke. It seems to me that I can only survive until my father's error is depleted. ”

“I know the downside of this technology. But if I hit you before my error runs out, it will be my victory. ”

So is he.

It releases the error blade, so the error consumption will be extreme. However, the attack power was much higher when fired from a distance.

If I don't block or avoid one shot, I go to the goal.

Win or lose. The draw was a pleasant father's style of fighting without the need for it.

Mmm-hmm.

This is too dangerous for a rich man to fight.

“Would you like to give it a try? ”

When I asked, my father withdrew his blade and put the Long Sword into the sword.

“This is as far as we go. ”

“Sure. It's a draw. ”

“Hmph, I'm training to reduce the consumption of errors as much as possible. It's only a matter of time before you get down on your knees. ”

“What are you doing on your knees, my sweet little boy? ”

“You speak well. The one who laid eyes on my father. Did you really think Rick and I would lose to Duke Rompel? ”

“More than that, I was just worried. ”

“You didn't think you'd fly in to help us fight Duke Rompel, did you? ”

“ ……. ”

I was stabbed to death and couldn't resist.

My father patted me on the shoulder instead of getting angry.

“Son, I'm not worried about taking care of your country because you're a hero. I just hope I'm doing well, but I don't think I should be running to the royal chambers to help you. Because it is your calling of your own choosing. ”

“ ……. ”

“So let this father do as he pleases. The commission of this Basque Kunt is to send Duke Romfel as an unmanned knight to the right place at his age. ”

“The right place? ”

“Grave!”

That said, I was dazed for a while.

Then I burst into laughter. It was so fatherly.

I think I now know what Earl Duron wanted me to teach you.