Even the stars were looking at the boy (1)
“It looks like they’re sparring.”
Peter, who was walking through the mansion, stuck his head out when he heard a sound coming from directly below.
“Are they seeds?”
“I think so.”
There, under the guidance of an instructor, the servants were gathered together and sparring with wooden swords.
Peter often secretly watched the training of knights and squires in this way.
Peter Bayezid, not only the head of the family, but also one of the knights representing the North.
The fact that a person of such reputation and admiration could be seen anytime, anywhere was a great motivation for the servants here.
“Watch it for a moment.”
“yes.”
In addition, those who showed outstanding performance during training were given rewards to boost their morale, so the knights and squires of the Bayezid family always trained with the same mindset as in real combat.
Everything was as Peter intended.
“Is that him?”
“I heard you have blonde hair.”
“It’s my first time seeing him, so I guess that’s right.”
Peter usually checked the training situation, but today his eyes were drawn to one squire in particular.
“You look neat.”
A blonde-haired squire who stands out even from afar.
The child brought by his second son, who always had sore fingers, was there.
“Matriarch. “Over there.”
Advisor Ragmus quietly whispered to Peter as he concentrated on seeing Vlad.
“You must be Zayar.”
“It seems like they are secretly watching like we are.”
Where Ragmus pointed, the one-eyed knight Xayar was looking down at the blond boy with a serious expression.
“No matter what, you’re going to be nervous at first.”
Peter, who knew that Xayar had brought in a squire for the first time, only smiled quietly.
“Where should I look?”
A guy that Josef brought and that Zayar cares about.
“······.”
“You look fierce.”
That guy was swinging his sword fiercely at a squire who was a head taller than him below.
“That’s clumsy.”
“Is that so?”
It may not have been visible to the wizard Ragmus, but Peter recognized Vlad’s level with just one sword move.
“But there is something flashing. Josef must be fascinated.”
“There’s definitely something about him that makes him look different than the bigger guys.”
It’s scary.
fast.
And don’t hesitate.
“That’s amazing.”
“What do you mean?”
However, even more than the talents he was born with, Peter valued Vlad’s other side more.
“I am trying to use what I have learned, no matter how clumsy it may be.”
Even in the fierce battle, the blond boy was not intimidated and was moving around, trying to plan the opponent’s movements.
Try and challenge yourself.
The boy down there was struggling to get better.
“It’s a mess.”
Although the movement resembled someone’s footwork, it was so clumsy that it almost made him laugh, Peter really liked the way he was trying to do something.
It was the kind of movement that made you cheer without even realizing it.
“good night.”
The large servant’s wooden sword rose high into the sky.
It was as if he was trying to put an end to it, but it was all the blond boy’s intention.
“It’s over.”
Just as Peter said, the blond boy was already sitting on top of the other person and punching him in the face.
After inducing a big movement, he quickly punched me in the stomach.
Although the progress was clumsy, the result was a clear movement.
“It’s training, but is it okay to beat up like that?”
“Leave me alone. “To become a knight, you have to have that level of courage.”
Peter moved his steps and looked at the knight in the distance.
The one-eyed knight, who was looking down at his squire from afar, was smiling quietly.
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Vlad was always the one who made the first move.
Because I had to find and move faster than anyone else to get today’s food.
“stop! stop!”
Despite the instructor’s call, Vlad did not stop punching under the guise of sparring.
“Ugh…”
“Just one more time, split the thread in front of me like you did then.”
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That’s why I decided to make the first move this time too.
It is obvious that beatings disguised as hazing will occur sooner or later.
Vlad’s decision was to break their momentum in advance rather than being surrounded by them and being beaten quietly.
From Vlad’s point of view, just waiting while a threat was approaching was tantamount to suicide.
“Answer me. f*ck you.”
“Okay, okay.”
The big guy had no choice but to respond with a frightened look in his eyes at Vlad’s violent actions that went beyond the limits.
The guy who was being beaten up now was the guy who was giggling next to Sovanin who had spit on him in the restaurant that day.
To put it in a back alley way, it’s like Sovanin’s henchman.
“I told you to stop! “What am I saying?”
“sorry. “Because I was so immersed.”
Vlad was able to fall off only after the instructor shouted, but the fallen boy could not easily stand up.
‘What kind of look in his eyes!’
What was flowing from the eyes of Vlad, who had just growled at himself, was clearly life.
It was something that should not have happened in a sparring match, and it was also a raw feeling that I encountered for the first time in my life.
Even when he closed his eyes, the blue eyes that seemed to be right in front of him made it difficult for the fallen servant to stand up.
“······.”
“······.”
And all the servants here were watching that.
Just like at the restaurant that day.
Vlad suddenly got up from his seat and walked up to Sovanin’s side and spoke quietly.
“Tell that guy I’m sorry. “Once I get immersed in it, I can’t come to my senses.”
“You crazy bastard.”
Vlad was talking and smiling, so at first glance it seemed like they were having a light joke, but the conversation between the two was extremely bloody.
“And I apologize to you in advance.”
Sovanin frowned and quietly glared at Vlad.
Although his expression was smiling, Vlad’s eyes were flashing eerily.
“Because you won’t end it like that.”
“what?”
Sovanin was nervous.
There has never been a guy like this before.
Although he was not a nobleman, his father was a Sovanin who ran a fairly large business, so there were some guys who bowed before they could even scare him.
But this child…
“You can look forward to it.”
This guy is really crazy.
Sovanin truly thought so as he looked at Vlad smiling heartily.
Joseph picked up a crazy dog from a back alley.
“I’ll call you when I get bored with the soup, so come and spit on me.”
A crazy dog was laughing in front of Sovanin.
Sovanin swallowed his saliva as he looked at Vlad’s smile.
Because crazy dogs don’t hesitate to bite people.
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“Captain, are you okay? “Didn’t other guys do that to you?”
“These days are great. “When everyone sees me, I try to avoid snow and wear wide-open clothes when I take a bath.”
“······I don’t think it’s a good thing?”
Vlad just shrugged his shoulders at Goth’s words.
“Well, that’s how you go about squeezing the seeds.”
Goth looked at Vlad and shook his head.
“We kill three people a day, so everyone avoids the leader…”
“Because when fighting, it is better to strike first.”
As expected, he comes from a back alley.
That’s what Goth thought as he looked at Vlad.
Immediately after the incident at the restaurant, Vlad showed Goth’s surprising quickness of action.
Among his servants, Vlad weeded out those who were friendly with Sovanin and were arrogant, and then he followed them one by one, like a wolf hunting a sheep, and defeated them one by one.
In the bathroom, in the bathhouse, in the dark hallway of the mansion.
Anyone who was alone had to see Vlad’s blue eyes.
Jorge said:
They say that if you beat them enough, they will climb up.
“It’s a crime. “It would be a crime to lose that much.”
“I am originally a criminal. As for assault, it’s rather good. And it’s okay because I hit it without noticing it.”
“Oh, it was like that.”
Goth listened to Vlad’s words and nodded.
For a moment, I thought Vlad was an ordinary boy because he hung around with guys his age so much, but Vlad was a leader among tough mercenaries at the age of less than 17.
“Don’t beat me until it feels too uncomfortable.”
“That’s up to them.”
While the two were talking loudly, they entered the restaurant.
Sitting there were servants who pretended not to see Vlad and servants who had already been beaten and did not dare to look at him.
“look. “It’s nice and comfortable because you don’t touch it.”
“······.”
“Today’s lunch is sausage.”
Vlad hummed and picked up his plate, as if he was happy to see the meat.
And there was one eye watching Vlad closely as he walked away smiling.
“Just one more…”
It was Vlad who smiled cheerfully at the food table and asked for more sausages, but the maid in front of him was a middle-aged maid with a long history in the Bayezid family.
“Then the people behind you won’t be able to eat it.”
“Don’t do that…”
“······.”
Seeing the middle-aged maid resolutely refusing with a wink, Vlad had no choice but to get down from the food table.
‘If it weren’t for Josef, I would have laid down.’
Despite his thin appearance, Vlad had a gluttonous appetite.
It was almost like an instinct that was naturally ingrained in me because it was where I was born.
Vlad and Goth sit at the table with slightly disappointed faces after failing to negotiate.
“But where is this?”
“It’s better than when I was a mercenary. “Isn’t that right, boss?”
The moment they pick up the utensils and are just about to put the food in their mouths.
“Oh, hi.”
Someone gave an awkward greeting in front of Vlad.
“······What are you.”
Vlad frowned slightly, wondering if he was going to start a fight again, but the guy sitting in front of him right now didn’t look like a guy worth starting a fight with.
Short stature, chubby cheeks, and eyes that are buried in the flesh and cannot be seen well.
“My name is Portli. Potli Kannor.”
I’m sorry to say it out loud, but it looked like it would roll if you rolled it.
“okay. “What business do you have for me, Portley?”
“that······.”
Vlad frowned slightly.
It wasn’t very nice to see the guy holding the tray in front of him and hesitating, and looking at the way he was muttering, it seemed like it would take some time for him to even speak.
“Sit down or get out.”
“huh?”
“Don’t stand around in front of me with your stomach upset.”
Although it was a clear order to congratulate the guests, Potli’s face lit up, as if he had taken Vlad’s words to mean that he could sit down.
“Thank you for asking me to sit down.”
“······.”
Vlad was looking at Portley with an expression as if there was such a guy, but since he couldn’t help but kick out the guy who was sitting there smiling shyly, he decided to focus on lunch for now.
“I kept eating alone. “Actually, I ate alone in the bathroom.”
“······I’m eating now.”
Through the conversation just now, Vlad realized that this guy was the target of bullying before him.
“Isn’t the sausage delicious?”
“Just shut up and eat.”
Even so, there was no reason to care.
“······Eat this too.”
Looking at Vlad who was chomping with regret after stuffing the only sausage into his mouth, Portli carefully pushed his sausage onto Vlad’s plate.
“What are you doing now?”
Vlad longed for everything he could get his hands on, but vain sympathy and suspicious favors were the exception.
However, despite Vlad’s sharp eyes, Portli continued speaking cautiously.
He looked like a clerk dealing with an aggressive customer.
“I said you were like this…”
“This sausage is supplied by my father.”
“······what?”
Portli had a despondent attitude, perhaps because he had been bullied, but he spoke with confidence when talking about his father.
“All the meat brought into the Bayezid family is provided by our Kannor family. “My family has been involved in livestock and livestock farming for generations.”
“······Keep going.”
Vlad forgot for a moment.
The guys here were all masters from good families.
The chubby guy in front of me was probably someone I wouldn’t have been able to talk to if I was in the back alley.
“I heard you asked for more sausages earlier.”
“It did.”
“I know that? “Sausage is a preserved food, so even if it’s not as good as beef jerky, it’s an item that wealthy mercenaries often look for, right?”
“however?”
It was around this time that Vlad was starting to get irritated by the unfocused conversation.
“So my father sent me a lot of things to eat.”
Portli smiled, saying that there were a lot of sausages and salted meats in his room that his father had given him.
“It’s too much to eat alone… Shall I share some?”
“······.”
Vlad thought.
It may not be as good as Priest Andrea, but since you’ve come this far, wouldn’t it be a good idea to build up at least one connection?
There’s nothing I can do about those who have already lost, but if I get to know at least one person here, wouldn’t it be of some help later in my life?
“okay.”
If he was the son of a butcher whose family was large enough to supply goods to the earl’s family, he would definitely be useful.
Vlad thought he didn’t necessarily go to Portli’s room for the sausages.
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In front of Potli’s room.
Vlad and Goth opened their mouths wide.
“······Why did you come here?”
“To become a seed.”
“······Can I just be a servant and not a knight?”
“huh. What kind of knight would I be? My father didn’t expect much either. “My father’s intention was for me to just make some connections here.”
Portli smiled shyly, saying that it didn’t go well, but Vlad and Goth couldn’t even see Portli’s smile.
Red sausages and salted meats were scattered throughout the room.
Vlad smiled helplessly as he looked at the room, where there was no trace of the knight.
This guy doesn’t fit in here.
“Starting tomorrow… shall we eat together?”
“really? “Will you do that?”
In that case, there would be no need to reject it.
Vlad’s eyes lit up as he looked at the sausages hanging here and there as if they were decorations.
“Just bring sausages instead.”
Potli’s sausage wasn’t something that would hurt anything if eaten.
In many ways.
