After school, when all the classes were over, I was sitting in a bunk bed in my assigned private room beside Alice.

"Phew..."

In addition to regular swordsmanship classes, Wilhelm was asked to put on an archery of swordsmanship shortly after school. Your body is full of shit.

I cleansed my body and sat in bed waiting for dinner time, but my heart was sinking in the worries that had recently gotten darker.

'Well done. Side by side. You dive into the Auculus family for a moment and let the lady trust you to find out what's going on. The power of Edmund and Heimeh is now antagonistic. But I don't know what's going to happen. Stand up so you can move as soon as you say you have to.'

Father's words cross the back of his brain.

That was the chivalry I had dreamed and dreamed of… a word that contradicted sincerity in the one Lord. I was disgusted that my own father threw up such words.

However, given the circumstances in which the Duker family was placed, the sentiment also comes to mind that it is only marginal.

Brother Clifford, the eldest son of our Duker family, was entrusted with the vicinity of the First Prince. Not from a young age, but she got acquainted with each other at school and was promoted nearby.

But the first prince lost his power in a certain case, and Brother Clifford died in the line of duty.

The death of his brother rocked the house.

When my next lord, Brother Clifford, was gone, the seat near the second prince's side was buried with so many other nobles.

We didn't have a pipe with "powerful enough to take the Dukers themselves into legitimate nobility" like Brother Clifford did. In other words, it was a dream of our clan for many years, the path of promotion from the chivalry to the aristocracy was far away.

That fact lit an untrained fire on the likes of power greed, birth greed, the desire of a father who was on the verge of fulfilling the grief of the house...... no.

"Almost there, almost there! Clifford, why..." became my father's cliche.

My family, which gave birth to several one-generation barons, but my father was not competent enough to be. Is that what you're clapping at that desire...

On top of that, many belly brothers represent their father's character as it is. They don't make a very good living either to see how dark my mother is.

That's when I stopped Rovine from enrolling and decided to get someone close.

My father decided to approach both the Haime and Edmund factions, a major force within this country, subtly at the same time.

Bring one of your brothers closer to the Edmund faction. And take me to Master Alice.

Though I had my troubles, I managed to be accepted by the Auculus family when I had the opportunity.

… which in itself is a pleasure not to mention.

Master Alice is even better as a courtier and nobleman than I had ever imagined.

I wanted to be a fine knight under the noble Lord, like Brother Clifford, and my heart danced.

As for myself, I wanted to devote myself to Master Alice.

That's why I brush my sword arms as an escort and also invest in studying to keep up with Master Alice.

... but in proportion, anxiety also increases.

"Recently, the school director's new policy was recognized at three school meetings. That begins the new semester with some exemptions from classes and recommendations for special research activities. Everybody, please. '

The words of the dorm warden in the moonlight dorm echo in his brain. And for that new system, what Alice said to us at lunch seems to be fun.

It seemed to contain a lot of information to be kept secret.

If beyond.

What if my brother gets into the Edmunds successfully and my father decides to become Edmund in the clan?

When that happens, what if they tell you to sneak this information out?

... if Alice told me to betray and leave in any way where everyone could trust me.

No, rather than worrying about that, you can pull the Duker family to the highs with more effort myself.

... but what if there is?

... I'm not particularly competent in the first place. Can you stay close?

... I'll just have to make that effort.

... but are you prepared to throw everything away and serve only Master Alice?

... Is it right to abandon my mother?

Such, all sorts of anxieties and thoughts roam in grandeur.

Nothing has been decided yet. It's not like things have moved a lot.

But when the time comes to make a decision, I...