Chapter 63: Strengthening The Foundations (1)
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Chapter 63: Strengthening The Foundations (1)
Autumn had arrived.
The mansion was beginning to be adorned with autumn leaves, and the garden started hosting fall flowers like cosmos.
Eldrina, the mistress of the mansion, personally managed the garden, ensuring different flowers bloomed each season. The ever-changing garden was one of her prides.
And a new scene unfolded in the mansions training ground.
Although the sun was still high, no one was swinging swords or practicing.
Victors frequent visits had slowly changed their daily routine, marked by relentless sword swinging and running with heavy metal. Now, they had a new concept: playtime.
For Lucia and Siriel, who had been spending their free time either sparring or walking the term playtime was somewhat alien.
They only knew sword fights and wrestling; they didnt know how to play like children. Therefore, they just did whatever Shiron suggested.
From games like tag to simple 2v2 war games. And today, Shiron suggested a slightly special game.
So
Shiron spoke while examining the sharply forged dagger.
Your father wants us to get along?The original appearance of this chapter can be found at Ñøv€lß1n.
The dark dagger did not shine even under the direct sunlight above.
Hugo, who had recently returned from an expedition, had gifted it to him; it was made from the remains of a beast killed during the expedition.
Yes.
Victor nodded. Dressed in black martial attire, he looked slightly pale and was sweating profusely. He seemed a bit fragile.
More precisely, he said to form a strong bond Just worried about how your father would feel seeing this scene.
But Victor was a healthy boy who had never been sick. He had regularly consumed various elixirs and remedies from all over the empire since childhood.
It should, should be okay? It seems like Father thinks very highly of you
Victor responded, swallowing his saliva. It wasnt the dagger in Shirons hand that scared him; it was the play they were going to do today.
Shiron swung the dagger here and there, smiling sneakily.
Enough talk, lets prepare. Lucia, you get ready, too.
Sigh.
Shiron spoke to Lucia with a serious face, and she sighed deeply.
Shiron, Lucia, Victor,
In front of them, Siriel, dressed in white martial attire, ran forward with a sword.
Shiron shouted, pressing the dagger to Lucias chin, who was tied tightly with ropes.
Hehehe, you insolent fellow! Where do you think this place is!
Todays play was role-play.
The roles were as follows:
Siriel played the hero Kyrie.
Shiron was the evil wizard.
Lucia was the princess captured by the evil wizard, and Victor was a minion.
Seeing Shirons wicked smile, Siriel, with sparkling eyes, shouted seriously.
You evil wizard! Capturing the princess now! Arent you satisfied with the numerous lives youve taken!
Siriel was very immersed in playing Kyrie. Her sword even shimmered with blue sword energy for a moment, showing how much she was into the role.
Late regrets flooded her, but the past couldnt be reversed. All she could do was to rationalize to maintain her crumbling pride a bit.
No, Siriel teared up when I tried to refuse. For a child who likes me this much as an adult, I can do this much.
Lucia recalled the happy face of Siriel. Her face, immersed in the role of Kyrie, was the most serious and passionate Lucia had ever seen.
Siriel was that sincere in acting as Kyrie. She was so sincere that she squealed in delight when Shiron suggested playing the heros role play today.
If only Shiron hadnt suggested this childish play. Wouldnt it be better if we just played tag as usual?
Again, all Lucia could do was rationalize. Lucia sighed deeply and looked at the boy in front of her. The culprit who made foam form in the princes mouth and made her nearly die of embarrassment. He was leisurely sipping tea, unaware of Lucias feelings.
What are you looking at?
Eating two cookies at once, Shiron felt Lucias gaze and spoke to her.
Is there something on my face?
No, theres nothing.
Oh, in that case.
Realizing something, Shiron casually placed his last cookie on the plate.
Here, you eat this one.
Shiron spoke to Lucia as if doing her a favor.
Lucia sent a disbelieving gaze to Shiron.
What do you mean, here, you idiot.
Lucia. Hes still your only brother; your words are too harsh.
Victor, who was watching the bickering siblings, let out an empty laugh. Due to the still sore chest, he hadnt been able to eat a single snack since earlier. Lucia spoke to Victor with a sympathetic gaze.
Dont you have any complaints, Victor?
Complaints?
You just fell foaming at the mouth.
I, I did fall, but I didnt foam at the mouth!
Victor abruptly stood up from his seat, indignant.
He couldnt say anything to Shiron, but he could lose his temper to some extent with Lucia or Siriel. He expected them to have a nasty temperament since they were stronger than Shiron, but from his experience, only Shiron was extraordinary in that sense.
Then
Shiron, with a smile in his eyes, spoke to Victor.
By the way, Victor. Dont you think weve become somewhat close?
Huh?
In my opinion. I think weve become pretty close. Close enough to be called best friends.
Why are you suddenly saying this? Its creepy
Victor responded to Shiron with a stern face. However, he couldnt hide his body language; he lowered his head and fiddled with his fingers.
Taking his actions as a sign of affirmation, Shiron opened his mouth with a beaming smile.
Can I be invited to your house once?
Our house?
Since only you come here, I feel somewhat at a loss. And as a best friend, I should also greet my friends father.
Siriel, the cute one, was here.
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Chapter 63: Strengthening The Foundations (1)
Autumn had arrived.
The mansion was beginning to be adorned with autumn leaves, and the garden started hosting fall flowers like cosmos.
Eldrina, the mistress of the mansion, personally managed the garden, ensuring different flowers bloomed each season. The ever-changing garden was one of her prides.
And a new scene unfolded in the mansions training ground.
Although the sun was still high, no one was swinging swords or practicing.
Victors frequent visits had slowly changed their daily routine, marked by relentless sword swinging and running with heavy metal. Now, they had a new concept: playtime.
For Lucia and Siriel, who had been spending their free time either sparring or walking the term playtime was somewhat alien.
They only knew sword fights and wrestling; they didnt know how to play like children. Therefore, they just did whatever Shiron suggested.
From games like tag to simple 2v2 war games. And today, Shiron suggested a slightly special game.
So
Shiron spoke while examining the sharply forged dagger.
Your father wants us to get along?The original appearance of this chapter can be found at Ñøv€lß1n.
The dark dagger did not shine even under the direct sunlight above.
Hugo, who had recently returned from an expedition, had gifted it to him; it was made from the remains of a beast killed during the expedition.
Yes.
Victor nodded. Dressed in black martial attire, he looked slightly pale and was sweating profusely. He seemed a bit fragile.
More precisely, he said to form a strong bond Just worried about how your father would feel seeing this scene.
But Victor was a healthy boy who had never been sick. He had regularly consumed various elixirs and remedies from all over the empire since childhood.
It should, should be okay? It seems like Father thinks very highly of you
Victor responded, swallowing his saliva. It wasnt the dagger in Shirons hand that scared him; it was the play they were going to do today.
Shiron swung the dagger here and there, smiling sneakily.
Enough talk, lets prepare. Lucia, you get ready, too.
Sigh.
Shiron spoke to Lucia with a serious face, and she sighed deeply.
Shiron, Lucia, Victor,
In front of them, Siriel, dressed in white martial attire, ran forward with a sword.
Shiron shouted, pressing the dagger to Lucias chin, who was tied tightly with ropes.
Hehehe, you insolent fellow! Where do you think this place is!
Todays play was role-play.
The roles were as follows:
Siriel played the hero Kyrie.
Shiron was the evil wizard.
Lucia was the princess captured by the evil wizard, and Victor was a minion.
Seeing Shirons wicked smile, Siriel, with sparkling eyes, shouted seriously.
You evil wizard! Capturing the princess now! Arent you satisfied with the numerous lives youve taken!
Siriel was very immersed in playing Kyrie. Her sword even shimmered with blue sword energy for a moment, showing how much she was into the role.
Late regrets flooded her, but the past couldnt be reversed. All she could do was to rationalize to maintain her crumbling pride a bit.
No, Siriel teared up when I tried to refuse. For a child who likes me this much as an adult, I can do this much.
Lucia recalled the happy face of Siriel. Her face, immersed in the role of Kyrie, was the most serious and passionate Lucia had ever seen.
Siriel was that sincere in acting as Kyrie. She was so sincere that she squealed in delight when Shiron suggested playing the heros role play today.
If only Shiron hadnt suggested this childish play. Wouldnt it be better if we just played tag as usual?
Again, all Lucia could do was rationalize. Lucia sighed deeply and looked at the boy in front of her. The culprit who made foam form in the princes mouth and made her nearly die of embarrassment. He was leisurely sipping tea, unaware of Lucias feelings.
What are you looking at?
Eating two cookies at once, Shiron felt Lucias gaze and spoke to her.
Is there something on my face?
No, theres nothing.
Oh, in that case.
Realizing something, Shiron casually placed his last cookie on the plate.
Here, you eat this one.
Shiron spoke to Lucia as if doing her a favor.
Lucia sent a disbelieving gaze to Shiron.
What do you mean, here, you idiot.
Lucia. Hes still your only brother; your words are too harsh.
Victor, who was watching the bickering siblings, let out an empty laugh. Due to the still sore chest, he hadnt been able to eat a single snack since earlier. Lucia spoke to Victor with a sympathetic gaze.
Dont you have any complaints, Victor?
Complaints?
You just fell foaming at the mouth.
I, I did fall, but I didnt foam at the mouth!
Victor abruptly stood up from his seat, indignant.
He couldnt say anything to Shiron, but he could lose his temper to some extent with Lucia or Siriel. He expected them to have a nasty temperament since they were stronger than Shiron, but from his experience, only Shiron was extraordinary in that sense.
Then
Shiron, with a smile in his eyes, spoke to Victor.
By the way, Victor. Dont you think weve become somewhat close?
Huh?
In my opinion. I think weve become pretty close. Close enough to be called best friends.
Why are you suddenly saying this? Its creepy
Victor responded to Shiron with a stern face. However, he couldnt hide his body language; he lowered his head and fiddled with his fingers.
Taking his actions as a sign of affirmation, Shiron opened his mouth with a beaming smile.
Can I be invited to your house once?
Our house?
Since only you come here, I feel somewhat at a loss. And as a best friend, I should also greet my friends father.
Siriel, the cute one, was here.
Chapter 63: Strengthening The Foundations 1Autumn had arrived.The mansion was beginning to be adorned with autumn leaves, and the garden started hosting fall flowers like cosmos.Eldrina, the mistress of the mansion, personally managed the garden, ensuring different flowers bloomed each season. The ever-changing garden was one of her prides.And a new scene unfolded in the mansions training ground.Although the sun was still high, no one was swinging swords or practicing.Victors frequent visits had slowly changed their daily routine, marked by relentless sword swinging and running with heavy metal. Now, they had a new concept: playtime.For Lucia and Siriel, who had been spending their free time either sparring or walking the term playtime was somewhat alien.They only knew sword fights and wrestling; they didnt know how to play like children. Therefore, they just did whatever Shiron suggested.From games like tag to simple 2v2 war games. And today, Shiron suggested a slightly special game.SoShiron spoke while examining the sharply forged dagger.Your father wants us to get along?The original appearance of this chapter can be found at Nvl1n.The dark dagger did not shine even under the direct sunlight above.Hugo, who had recently returned from an expedition, had gifted it to him; it was made from the remains of a beast killed during the expedition.Yes.Victor nodded. Dressed in black martial attire, he looked slightly pale and was sweating profusely. He seemed a bit fragile.More precisely, he said to form a strong bond Just worried about how your father would feel seeing this scene.But Victor was a healthy boy who had never been sick. He had regularly consumed various elixirs and remedies from all over the empire since childhood.It should, should be okay? It seems like Father thinks very highly of youVictor responded, swallowing his saliva. It wasnt the dagger in Shirons hand that scared him; it was the play they were going to do today.Shiron swung the dagger here and there, smiling sneakily.Enough talk, lets prepare. Lucia, you get ready, too.Sigh.Shiron spoke to Lucia with a serious face, and she sighed deeply.Shiron, Lucia, Victor,In front of them, Siriel, dressed in white martial attire, ran forward with a sword.Shiron shouted, pressing the dagger to Lucias chin, who was tied tightly with ropes.Hehehe, you insolent fellow! Where do you think this place is!Todays play was role-play.The roles were as follows:Siriel played the hero Kyrie.Shiron was the evil wizard.Lucia was the princess captured by the evil wizard, and Victor was a minion.Seeing Shirons wicked smile, Siriel, with sparkling eyes, shouted seriously.You evil wizard! Capturing the princess now! Arent you satisfied with the numerous lives youve taken!Siriel was very immersed in playing Kyrie. Her sword even shimmered with blue sword energy for a moment, showing how much she was into the role.Late regrets flooded her, but the past couldnt be reversed. All she could do was to rationalize to maintain her crumbling pride a bit.No, Siriel teared up when I tried to refuse. For a child who likes me this much as an adult, I can do this much.Lucia recalled the happy face of Siriel. Her face, immersed in the role of Kyrie, was the most serious and passionate Lucia had ever seen.Siriel was that sincere in acting as Kyrie. She was so sincere that she squealed in delight when Shiron suggested playing the heros role play today.If only Shiron hadnt suggested this childish play. Wouldnt it be better if we just played tag as usual?Again, all Lucia could do was rationalize. Lucia sighed deeply and looked at the boy in front of her. The culprit who made foam form in the princes mouth and made her nearly die of embarrassment. He was leisurely sipping tea, unaware of Lucias feelings.What are you looking at?Eating two cookies at once, Shiron felt Lucias gaze and spoke to her.Is there something on my face?No, theres nothing.Oh, in that case.Realizing something, Shiron casually placed his last cookie on the plate.Here, you eat this one.Shiron spoke to Lucia as if doing her a favor.Lucia sent a disbelieving gaze to Shiron.What do you mean, here, you idiot.Lucia. Hes still your only brother; your words are too harsh.Victor, who was watching the bickering siblings, let out an empty laugh. Due to the still sore chest, he hadnt been able to eat a single snack since earlier. Lucia spoke to Victor with a sympathetic gaze.Dont you have any complaints, Victor?Complaints?You just fell foaming at the mouth.I, I did fall, but I didnt foam at the mouth!Victor abruptly stood up from his seat, indignant.He couldnt say anything to Shiron, but he could lose his temper to some extent with Lucia or Siriel. He expected them to have a nasty temperament since they were stronger than Shiron, but from his experience, only Shiron was extraordinary in that sense.ThenShiron, with a smile in his eyes, spoke to Victor.By the way, Victor. Dont you think weve become somewhat close?Huh?In my opinion. I think weve become pretty close. Close enough to be called best friends.Why are you suddenly saying this? Its creepyVictor responded to Shiron with a stern face. However, he couldnt hide his body language; he lowered his head and fiddled with his fingers.Taking his actions as a sign of affirmation, Shiron opened his mouth with a beaming smile.Can I be invited to your house once?Our house?Since only you come here, I feel somewhat at a loss. And as a best friend, I should also greet my friends father.Siriel, the cute one, was here.
