"Please! Teach me swordsmanship!

It is the second prince, Selew, who bows his head and says that. I also heard that I was about to snap a little cheek at it.

"No, no, Master Selew. You don't have to ask me for anything. You can hire as many good teachers as you want."

"I would like to ask the Duke of Fall!

"Why me?

"This previous battle of the Knights Commander, no, I had decided with you if I were to be taught before that. How dare you!

Trouble... I didn't expect you to say this from the prince. I'm next door. Master Serena grinned and said, turning her gaze to her escort, Serena.

"Oh, it's still not enough to let the prince bow his head?

"No, so there will be some better instructor than me..."

"Oh? You already have a godchild, don't you? You're not gonna change one or two of them."

I didn't know you knew that much. That you're a horrible princess. I managed to suppress my desire to sigh before telling Master Selew.

"Dear Selew. When it comes to learning swordsmanship from me, I see you not as a prince, but as one godson. Can you understand what that means?

"Yes! We will definitely do any painful thing!

It clears me up because I say it's too clear... but yeah, it's the truth that I don't want any more trouble and more work. Sure, if you're Master Selew now, you wouldn't abuse it if you taught swordsmanship, or be used by heroines... but I'm talking about what kind of punishment game to teach swordsmanship to someone who might be hostile to a villain's warrant in the future.

However, it cannot be said that the relationship between Master Sellew and Laurier will deteriorate as a result of this. If it gets better, it could end up hurting me plain as a father. Which one of you won't do much good?

"By the way, I have a letter from your father... do you want to see it?

"No, thank you."

I guess I don't have a better veto right than I did if they're turning their hands around that far. Ha... well, it's easy to deal with when Master Selew and I do have to have as much contact as possible. Besides, if I educate you on the mind side, you could be a man who will exceed my expectations in the future. I don't have a choice.

"Give me your head. Dear Selew."

After I said that, I said it with a bitter smile to Master Selew.

"I'll be tough until I make you a man in front of me. Are you sure?

"Ha, yes!

Dear Selieu, who laughs happily. Well, what choice do I have to make? Nevertheless, I need to adjust my schedule again... if I cut my sleep, I'll figure it out? That's how I got one more apprentice. I don't mean it, but I can't help it. Which one of you didn't seem to have the right of veto. That fucking sire seems to have meant it from the beginning, and most importantly, you should buy the integrity of this kid who bowed his head without forcing it. Uncle, I don't hate these kids.