The reborn aristocrat is ambitious! "You've got pretty good status, give em to me"

One day, Isaac visited the Knight's Stuff.

"Hey, Bernard."

"Hih! A. Dear Isaac, what can I do for you..."

Bernard had become afraid of Isaac since that one incident.

It's a good thing there's no sign of defiance, but then the world is bad.

But I was trying not to say anything anymore because I was just extra afraid, even with caution.

"I just brought you the medicine for this week. Yes."

Isaac offers an elf spirit medicine.

Bernard received it in horror.

Not just that Isaac is horrible.

Because of the preciousness of Elf's spiritual medication, we become cautious.

Elf's spiritual medication is not out in the public because there are no numbers out there.

The Wellrod family bought it at a high price and it is considered a gift to the royal family and other superior nobles.

I'm very grateful that you have such precious things for the knights every week.

If you have a problem receiving the medication, Bernard is very afraid of Isaac.

That's all.

"Norman usually leaves it to me..."

It includes the extra word "don't come," but Isaac doesn't get it.

No, maybe you know and you don't care.

And that's pretty malicious.

But Bernard doesn't have the guts to just accuse him.

I'm not going to lose if I can fight with a sword, but I can't point a sword at Isaac in public.

In front of Isaac, he turns into a helpless person who just has to wait for the storm to pass.

"I want to borrow one knight today."

- Rent a knight.

What came to Bernard's mind with that word was that it was used to relieve stress, just as it was with Nathan's counterpart.

I couldn't think of anything else, especially now that my fear of Isaac was growing.

"Anyone who can teach you the sword and teach you how to ride is fine. It's time to practice."

"Are you left-handed......"

Bernard doesn't ask deeply what "it's time" means.

I can generally guess what it means to start practicing now.

Perhaps you're going to pin Nathan down with your own hands.

- Brush your sword-handling arms in case you chop off your brother's neck.

That alone made me recognise Isaac's anomaly.

At least not for a seven-year-old to think about.

(Again, the blood of the Marquis Welrod family is monstrous...)

Bernard doesn't know about Jude's childhood or anything, but he must have felt like Isaac.

And for better or worse, Isaac looked me in the eye.

I don't know what will happen to me if I don't prove my worth as a tool.

"Irvin, I command you to instruct Master Isaac."

"Ha!"

The knight, called Irvin, is the man Isaac once drugged.

He has a good impression on Isaac, but I'm concerned about Bernard's attitude.

I returned a good reply, but I was feeling uneasy somewhere.

"Thank you, Bernard. Irvin, let's go."

Isaac takes Irvin to the garden.

On that road, Irvin asks Isaac, who was concerned about Bernard's attitude.

"Um... There's something wrong with the captain's attitude, is something wrong?

Isaac thinks a little about Irvin's question.

(That's just stupid. I can't be honest with you...)

Isaac decided to delude himself by saying things that bothered him.

"I just said something about protection. We're bringing in the elves this time, so there 'll be a lot of knights of protection, won't there? So I was wondering if security was sagging. There's a lot of people out there, someone's gonna notice the intruder, so we're in trouble.

"Ah... That's, uh... Sorry, sir."

Irvin apologized.

I meant to be serious myself, but it is true that I had such thoughts.

- There will be a lot of protection, and no one will break into the premises of the Marquis Welrod family in Wangdu.

It's not weird to think that way.

But when I think about "why so much protection", the answer is "because there is so much to protect".

There was no way I could afford to distract myself from guarding because of the high number of personnel.

If you're aware of that, Bernard, the person responsible, can't help it.

"You just have to be careful from now on."

(I didn't know you were really distracted...)

Isaac didn't blame Irvin any more than he had to because he didn't really blame him for that.

But it's important, so I thought I'd tell Bernard via Randolph.

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I decided to start practicing my sword first.

Irvin hands Isaac a wooden knife and sets up his sword with a look as if he had decided to be ready.

"Anytime."

"No, anytime you want... You don't do sword stands or bareback?

"Huh! Do you want to do it from the ground up!

"You do it normally."

Why is Irvin surprised, not himself?

It was only strange to Isaac.

"Master Nathan didn't do it."

When I heard Irvin's answer, I finally got to the point.

Nathan called it "sword practice," and seemed to really only use knights to relieve stress.

"I'm not like my brother. I want you to tell me from the ground up."

Some of the pain comes when a child knocks you over unilaterally, but you don't feel better than anything.

Irvin was relieved to learn that Isaac was really trying to teach him the sword.

"Now let's start with a bare swing. Move muscles you don't normally use, so slowly at first."

I can't be impotent with a child's body.

Besides, Isaac is the Marquis' trail son.

Begin coaching with care not to cause injury.

(tired......)

Isaac lets go of the wooden knife and stares at his trembling hand.

I've never had anything heavier than a book in this world.

Though for children, wooden knives are heavy.

Muscles I didn't normally use are screaming because I wielded something like that.

(Before I realized it, I was used to living in aristocracy...)

Now the adults around me do everything.

If I had been born as a civilian, even my children would have helped me with the house, so this would not have happened.

I actually try and realize what I'm really like right now.

(It's hard, but I need to be able to fight myself in case I have to. Even if you can't defeat your enemies, you should be able to buy enough time to protect yourself)

Isaac didn't start learning the sword because he wanted to be the strongest.

I know I'm talented and I'm no match for those who strive.

So if an assassin or something attacked me, I was thinking of getting help from someone in the knight.

I'm aiming to buy some time even if I can't win because I'm not sure I can get help right away.

But even to that extent, the journey to the goal is long.

We just have to work on the tunnel.

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I made the horse practice the next day.

Because your hands are trembling and you can't hold the reins.

(That's the kid's body, muscle aches heal fast too)

After one night, my arms are back on track.

I feel something called youth.

"Let's get used to riding horses first."

Irvin puts Isaac on the horse's back.

The horse remains connected to the fence.

He seems careful not to run out with Isaac on board.

"You're expensive on a horse..."

Isaac looked down and squeaked so.

I feel higher because I see it on a children's scale.

"If you fall off a horse, you will be seriously injured. So protect your head when you fall off a horse. If you don't even die, Lord Claude will help you."

"Leave the treatment to me."

This time Claude is attached as Isaac's paramedic.

If you fall off a horse, even an adult can break a bone.

For Isaac riding his horse for the first time, he had been called in.

"I hope you don't talk on the premise of getting hurt..."

"No, we have to act on the assumption that we're going to get hurt somewhere. You'll be fine. So you can't. Be careful."

Irvin pays close attention.

During my training as a knight, I have seen those caught off guard and seriously injured.

That's why I wanted you to pay close attention to your injuries.

"Okay, I'll be careful."

Isaac doesn't want to get hurt for nothing either.

I overheard Irvin's attention.

Keep riding, make sure Isaac doesn't lose his balance, then remove him from the fence.

"Next I'll pull the reins and walk slowly"

"Yeah.... oops"

The horse's back rocks.

Isaac put his strength into his thighs to avoid being dropped.

(I'm pretty tired of just riding this...)

The knights look like they're riding easy, but they just do their best to make sure they don't get shaken off when they actually do.

Maybe it's because you're a child.

However, it can be more tall and unstable than a motorcycle, and there is quite a sense of fear.

"Irvin, are there nobles who can't ride horses?

- You don't have to get on a horse, you just have to get on a carriage.

I think so, and I'll ask if there's any reason you don't have to ride.

But the answer I returned was not what I wanted.

"First of all, you're not here. There will be enough people who can't ride because of illness or injury."

"It is. Well, we have to work hard."

You can't just take away the country if you're pointing your back finger at "the guy who can't ride a horse".

You can't leave people disappointed reasons behind.

I'm scared, but I chose to keep riding my horse without running away.

"I'm fine. This child is very dear. I'm not gonna suddenly crash or shake it off."

Claude walking side-by-side to the horse says what he thinks of the horse.

"You know what I mean?

"In a general atmosphere."

(Is it the feeling of an elf or something like that?

I can use magic, and I know how horses feel.

The elves seem cheating.

But such thoughts are also immediately interrupted by shaking.

(No, no, no. If we don't focus now, we could get really hurt)

This is the first time I've ever been on a horse, so I can't afford to think about anything else.

Even when it comes to healing with magic, it hurts if you fall and get hurt.

If you don't want to feel painful, now you have to focus on riding the horse.

Isaac concentrated his nerves and began to be aware of the balance so as not to fall.

"Stay..."

At the end of his horseback riding practice, Isaac returned to the mansion on a crotch walk.

The pain is spreading from the vicinity of the groin to the thigh because of the effort he was putting on his thigh to avoid being shaken off.

I wanted Claude to cure me, but he didn't cure me by saying, "If I cure you magically, it makes it harder for me to get used to the pain".

The Claude himself is practicing horseback riding in exchange for Isaac.

"There was a unicorn in the woods, but those guys wouldn't put a guy on my back," he said with a bitter smile.

It might help, so I decided to let them practice.

Leave Irvin to Claude, and Isaac is back at the mansion first.

The sooner I wanted to rest, the sooner my first horseback ride was taking my strength away from Isaac.

"Dear Isaac, can you get dressed?

A maid speaks to Isaac.

"No, you can keep doing this. 'Cause I'm going to Patrick's."

I was horseback riding, but not dirty with mud.

Then you shouldn't have a problem sleeping with Patrick as a pillow as this.

Besides, Patrick has a lot of hair.

I had the feeling that it would be a waste to change into new clothes even though my hair would get dirty with loss.

When I went to Patrick's waiting room, the caretaker was just dealing with Patrick.

But when I see Isaac, he stops by.

After all, I guess I miss my siblings who grew up with them.

But when I stop in front of Isaac, I smell it near my groin.

"What's going on?

Of course there is no answer.

Patrick walked away from Isaac and fell asleep round when he went to the cushion provided for him.

The eyes that look at Isaac in that state look sad somewhere.

"Dear Isaac, what you're wearing right now is horseback riding clothes, right? It smells like a horse, so aren't you grieving?

"Oh well. I wish I'd changed."

Convinced by the caregiver's words.

You must be sad to smell animals other than yourself and feel like they took Isaac.

Isaac turns to Patrick and falls asleep with his stomach pillow.

And I stroked his head.

"You're the only friend I have."

After I say it, Isaac feels a little unbroken.

But when I lay down, drowsiness gets stronger.

"Don't play slow again"

That said, Isaac closes his eyes.

That looks like a cute, year-old kid.

It's not just the caregivers.

Most people in this mansion will have the same sentiment.

I had no idea Isaac so cute was plotting to fall for Nathan, except those involved in the plan.