This Time, I Became the Fiance of a Duke’s Daughter. But She is Rumored to have Bad Personality, and Ten Years Older

Jared, who had not trained in a long time with Almeida, had fallen down with a big breath cut and a big letter on the ground. Night breezes are pleasant as early summer is just that close. It makes me want to keep my eyes closed.

I was a little more confident I got stronger, but it doesn't seem to change that I'm no match for Almeida, I'm just a little depressed. But I felt refreshed because I was able to do so well with my samurai.

I have told Almeida, my master, one of Luther's cases. Because in case, I wanted you to protect the Oliviers.

The teacher accepted Jared's wish. But at the same time, I was told. I was wondering if I could fight a benefactor and someone I admired with my brother.

Glad Almeida would be worried, but Jared had decided to fight Luther. I know I also have to fight to hear why from Luther, who wants revenge.

I must tell you, above all, that I am protecting his mother. I guess Luther hasn't been able to find out either because he's hiding it thoroughly with fewer personnel, but I can't help but think that's behind it. If, because of that, they think Jared kept his promise and left his mother, I wonder if even a misunderstanding would work it out.

At the same time, there is anxiety. It's been over a year since I left Luther. Meanwhile, he said he saw hell.

Experience changes people. As Barnabas Kaif, who was promising for the future, turned into a vengeful ghost by his taste of malicious and deliberate frustration, Luther glances at Jared's unknowable side of him, also leaves me wondering if he has changed because of the Dolph Aynes.

Then it is the disciple's role to stop it before it becomes irrevocable.

"Why, it's been almost two years..."

It had been about that time since I was put in an internment facility and met Luther.

Close your eyes and it will come up as clear as it was yesterday.

Jared closed his eyes as he remembered the past, wrapped in fatigue.

Jared Murphy, thirteen, preferred to read and study books to move his body.

Although I was discouraged by my father Johann Daum for not having the talent of a sword, I don't even care because I don't want to wave a sword from my special self. For once, at a young age, there was also guilt for having disheartened his father, but now such emotions were without fine dust.

I read a book left by my late mother, Liz Murphy, and learned something called witchcraft. I was aware that there was a lot of magic flowing through me, but I didn't want to put it into practice, even if it said that amateurs should not train alone in my mother's books.

You may think a third party is a cute kid, but they don't let you have a childish side that cares about someone else's voice.

I was satisfied in a narrow world that it would be fine if I had my grandparents and uncles to admire, and my mother-in-law, Karina Daum, who rolled up from the side room to the main room after my mother's death, and my brother, Lloyd, and my cousin, Yennie.

My father had pushed me away that I didn't need to hold the sword, but my grandfather seemed different and taught me the basics. Perhaps it's my concern for my grandson, who was chilled by his father, who told me he was talented.

Thanks to my mother-in-law, who is equally loving to my real child, I was able to attend school, and I learned of the joy of studying.

My brother Loyk also admires me and my older brother, so I just had to be cute.

On the other hand, the relationship was so rare that young Jared wondered if I could honestly call it a family with the rest of the family.

My father was relentless, no matter how bad. I regularly teach swordsmanship to Loyk and his other brother Rex, but I've never seen him do anything else that's very paternalistic.

Though avoided from face-to-face with Jared, there was no real harm, and I'm used to it already. I've heard that even my younger brothers miss what they don't get much figured out.

Already Jared doesn't see his father as his father. It may be family, but that's all. My grandfather and uncle have done more like a father to me.

Sometimes Loyk or Rex don't go to his grandfather's mansion, and like Jared, his relationship with his grandfather and uncle is thin. Annette, a side room, stares at Jared like an eye vendetta like that, and when she opens her mouth, she curses him with filth. Under the influence of his mother, Rex and his sister, Krall, do not try to see Jared as their brother, but are bad at the end of the day because they are born into a family of swords without talent, abandoned by their fathers, and thought to be their eldest son but a fall that the housekeeper cannot succeed to.

More than that, Jared, who doesn't care what the side room and his sister and brother think, was also of poor quality.

Even if I didn't have the talent of a sword, or if the housekeeper didn't succeed, the flat figure wouldn't have shown funny from Annette.

But even if he had the talent of a sword and succeeded the governor, I'm sure Annette wouldn't have felt comfortable about Jared.

Because Annette and the others were depressed, Jared spent as long as he had time in his grandfather's mansion. Some days I just played with Yennie, who admires me with my brother, and sometimes I had a verbal fight with Lena, who takes a winning attitude. I had tea with my grandmother, I learned the sword from my grandfather, and sometimes it came with fishing, which is my uncle's hobby.

I had missed her because I didn't have a mother and I don't remember much, but I thought she was happy with the status quo where there were people who loved her and there were people who loved her.

But that happiness will also be destroyed.

My fourteenth birthday was approaching and my grandfather was starting to tell me if I would live with him in earnest. It was an offer I didn't even wish for, but I had to say no.

One weak-minded brother, Loyk, is ridiculed by one younger Rex, and sometimes he tells me it's an archery of swords and he's unilaterally beaten with a wooden knife, so I have to protect him.

My mother-in-law, Karina, is in the right room, but she can't act with a strong attitude because of her kindness. Annette, the side room, tries to do whatever she wants, but many of her family are on Karina's side. He's using his son to harass him for all his revenge.

I know that Karina is showing her bullying son because even if his father Johann is careful, he will only respond on the spot.

Karina often thanked Rex for not helping Loyk where Jared was either. Jared was unable to leave the mansion even for Karina, who admires her as another mother.

One day after the days of going back and forth between my parents' house and my grandfather's mansion, a family member who acts with me as an escort is summoned by Annette to give me time.

Even though I think as a child I don't need an escort or anything to move to a mansion just around the corner, even if he is the eldest son of the Baron family, he has a worldly body. The escort was a family member and a casual person who was also a subordinate of my father.

Always he was used to be good for Annette. You should say people are nice, or you're a person who does everything with a smile on your face when you ask for it. Even he usually gives priority to Jared like that, but only this day was different.

I felt pity for him when he was told that he was going to his grandfather's mansion on his own, as a child, and he rarely agreed that he would never do so.

"Excuse me. Boy...... really, sorry"

And I questioned that I had been dropped off with my head bowed many times, but when I was in the mansion, that question disappeared as well.

I remembered that I had promised Yenny I would read you a story today, and when I advanced my legs for my cousin, who would be waiting for me - suddenly, someone attacked me from behind.

When he found out he had a severe pain and fever running on his head and had been beaten, he was thrown at him like a carriage or something.

Jared, who could only groan, could not even resist and was taken away somewhere.