[POV Iona]
"I'm very curious about your father."
While the dinner was proceeding peacefully, Charles said something like that.
He prefaced his comment by saying, "Your mother is also very beautiful." Charles' words continued. "Although he pretends to be a novice with a sword, I can tell that he is quite a skilled swordsman. Would you be interested in a match with me?"
Charles's eyes were as they always are when he finds something fun to do. The eyes sparkle like those of a child who has just been given a new toy.
"How could I be worthy."
My father said reluctantly.
"I'm not forcing you, but don't you think this would be a great opportunity to show your daughter how good you are?" Charles proposed with a fearless smile, just like the first time I met him. "Well ...... I can't compete with that. It's the best pick-up line I've ever heard." After exchanging such words, we all moved to the training room of our house.
"As expected from the Cucorose family, which is famous as a martial family. It's a splendid training ground."
Charles looked around and said as if he was truly impressed. The "splendid" he refers to here is the sturdiness and solidity of the construction, not to its "luxury" or "elegance". The construction itself is simple. But that is fine. This is a place to study swordsmanship.
It is not a place where men and women dress up and have a ball.
There was no temperature control, and the temperature inside the closed space was so high that it made me sweat. "We apologize for not controlling the temperature." "No, thank you for listening to my selfishness." Charles replied to my mother who bowed her head. "I'd rather have it this way." Charles continues speaking. "We can't talk about hot and cold on the battlefield, you know." His words are always practical.
"Thank you for your understanding."
After such an exchange, my father and Charles face off with the same wooden sword in hand.
"I know I'm not going to win, that's why I don't feel so good about this." Charles opens his mouth, hearing my father's words. "It goes without saying, the important thing is not whether you win or lose."
After saying this, he continued. "If you cut corners, I'll know right away. My eyes are not so blind." As he finishes, his mood changes. I could feel the tension in the air. I could tell that he judged my father to be a very powerful man. My father, on the other hand, was also shooting Charles a sharp look that he had never shown us before. It was as if he was a different person from his usual calm, gentle, and unreliable self. "Begin!" The match began after my mother's shout.
Chapter length 1155 characters.
Note: Both chapters were around 1k, so you got two today.
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