“Honestly, the only reason we have time to chat right now is because that guy is completely out of his mind.”
“True.”
The knights glanced at their own appearances and sighed briefly.
Their handsome uniforms were gone, and they were all shirtless. After rolling around in the forest for three days, their hair was a mess, and they were covered in dirt and dust.
Still, they were glad because this state was better than their usual training.
At least they weren’t soaked in rain!
And they weren’t running from lava and volcanic ash erupting behind them!
But the reason they endured this ridiculous amount of training was all because Dante was leading the way.
The craziest of the crazy.
A living, breathing human weapon.
The knights grumbled but looked at Dante with admiration.
Dante was currently doing push-ups while doing a handstand, balancing on a single finger.
The densely compressed muscles were mesmerizing. It was a work of art created by the extreme efforts a human could achieve.
Starting from his broad back and shoulders, down to his thick latissimus dorsi [the broadest muscle of the back] in an inverted triangle. Perfectly developed quadriceps. And on top of that, his handsome face with strong features.
All of that was what made up Dante.
He managed his body fat so meticulously that Dante never looked bulky when he wore his uniform.
It wasn’t that he was small, but he wasn’t burly. That’s why his uniform fit was so enviable.
He looked good in clothes and even better out of them, so Dante’s popularity in social circles these days was skyrocketing, regardless of gender.
Women had a crush on him, and men admired him.
Whenever the knights saw Dante taking off his clothes and doing basic physical training, they would sigh and look at their own bodies.
They were sure they had decent physiques and muscles, but compared to Dante, they were never satisfied.
“……”
Thus, Dante finished his personal training without a care, even as he received gazes mixed with envy and admiration.
Today was a day without separate swordsmanship training. After the basic physical training, he had to get straight to paperwork.
He had several pending matters to finish by tomorrow. So, he needed to hurry up and wash up, but….
‘Where did it go? The water jug was definitely here.’
He roughly wiped away sweat with a towel and looked around for water to drink when it happened.
“Um, have this!”
“No, please have what I’m offering!”
“No, please take this!”
A group of young ladies who had been hiding and watching the knights’ training came running up and offered him drinks.
Dante looked at them with a bewildered expression. It seemed that the disappearance of the water jug from the training ground was all part of a plan.
“I told you that the training grounds are dangerous, so you shouldn’t come close.”
As he replied sternly, the one who seemed to be the representative of the young ladies clasped her hands together and blinked her eyes. She had an innocent expression that seemed to say she didn’t understand what he meant.
“But you clearly didn’t swing your sword today. There was nothing dangerous at all. Besides, we were way over there and just came now!”
“……Who on earth authorized the young ladies’ entry?”
This was the third time something similar had happened.
Dante, having realized early on that he couldn’t win with words, narrowed his brows and turned around abruptly.
Then, the knights quickly averted their gazes and pretended to be engrossed in training. They were actively emphasizing that they had nothing to do with this group of young ladies.
“I got permission from the Lord. I promised to only watch Young Master with a loving heart.”
The one who spoke confidently was Ayla Schutzbach.
She was a friend of a cousin of the son of one of the elders of Dribljane.
She was a troublesome person who followed Dante wherever he went these days. So much so that Dante, who didn’t properly remember people’s faces or names, actually remembered her.
“Young Master Dante is an idol to all of us. Frankly, it’s unfair that only Lady Belladi can come and go freely and monopolize Young Master. When I said that, they gave me permission.”
At Ayla’s words, all the other young ladies nodded. They all felt the same way.
Dante tried to force a smile as his expression hardened, and he thought of Ian in his mind. He was envious of his half-brother, who could easily handle difficult situations like this.
‘The Lord must have just given permission because he doesn’t know how it will blow up if he recklessly stops this crazy scheme…….’
Should he give them a proper scare?
Originally, there were young ladies who followed Ian as well, but not anymore. That was because Ian threw a dagger.
But Dante, as a knight and someone who had learned chivalry, couldn’t possibly point a blade at the young ladies he was supposed to protect. He could only try to appease them with kind words.
“Well, then! Which one would you like to drink?”
The young ladies, led by Ayla, held out their cups towards him.
However, Dante shook his head briefly.
“I won’t drink. It’s a hindrance to training, so please go back now.”
He was thirsty, but he didn’t want to put water provided by women other than Florin in his mouth.
How did he know if they had put a love potion in it?
Dante was dull, but he wasn’t stupid, so he knew that this group of young ladies was looking at him romantically.
Since it was a heart he couldn’t return, he wouldn’t accept it in the first place.
Dante came to that conclusion in his own way.
“Let’s go. Make sure you complete the training amount properly.”
Dante gave a brief order to the knights and headed to the mansion to avoid the annoying commotion. After all, the young ladies wouldn’t chase him all the way into the mansion.
“Did you finish training?”
“Ah, Brother.”
“Let’s go up. The Lord is calling for you.”
In the mansion lobby, where the sunlight shone lazily, stood a man with reddish hair.
Fox-like, slender eyes and a mouth that always had a smile. At first glance, he seemed to have a slender physique, but Dante, who had often clashed swords with him, knew.
How strong Ian’s grip was.
The fact that he had never been injured while overcoming so many missions showed how strong Ian was.
“What’s the matter that he’s calling both of us?”
“Well. Maybe it’s that thing we’ve been waiting for.”
Dante held his breath at Ian’s soft words.
The only girl left in their memories.
Florin.
She was coming back.
“If Florin is coming, shouldn’t the Imperial Palace be informed?”
“So I looked into it……”
Ian, who was slowly walking down the hallway, suddenly glanced at the window.
Then, a bird that happened to be flying towards them landed neatly on the windowsill and began to chirp.
To Dante, it was just an annoying bird sound, but Ian seemed to be reading some kind of message from it.
“How on earth do you communicate with birds, Brother?”
“You can do it all if you train.”
“No, I mean. How do you train birds?”
“You can do that too if you train.”
Ian answered Dante’s question casually and put the bird on his index finger.
“I see, so that’s what happened.”
Dante was anxious, but he had no choice but to wait until Ian told him.
Ian, who was listening to various stories from the yellow canary, soon curved his eyes.
“Ah. Finally.”
“Finally? Really? Is Florin really coming?”
“This child says he saw Uncle at the Crown Prince’s Palace.”
“Wow.”
Dante made a dazed sound.
Ian stroked the canary’s head and took out sunflower seeds from his pocket and scattered them on the windowsill.
The afternoon sunlight shone on Ian’s profile.
Dante, who glanced at Ian’s tightened jaw, realized that Ian was also nervous.
How would she have grown up? We’ve become adults, so you must have become an adult too.
Ian had only been communicating with Florin by letter for some time.
When asked why he had to do that, Ian readily answered.
“That way, she’ll see me as a man when she meets me again.”
Dante, who had never even thought of that, was greatly shocked and decided to only communicate by letter as well.
“She was so cute when she was young. She must be cute when she grows up, right?”
As Dante, who was very excited, said that, Ian replied quietly.
“She might have become cool.”
“Ah, that’s true. Would she have grown her hair long? Or cut it short? Would she have exercised a bit? She was so soft. I wonder if she’s still soft?”
The words that described Dante in social circles were ‘taciturn’ and ‘blunt.’
The only time Dante became so talkative was when he was with Ian.
Ian, who was looking at his excited half-brother even though it wasn’t certain that Florin was coming back, suddenly thought of what Florin had left them.
In fact, Florin had only been in this family for a few years. But what she had left behind during that time…….
“Have you come?”
“Lord.”
The two who arrived at the Lord’s office bowed respectfully.
Lord Emmanuel was now very old, so he was planning to hand over his position to his successor, Kiraxus, within this year and go down to his rural estate for convalescence [recovery from illness].
Was Florin coming back before he left like that?
That question was quickly resolved.
“In a week. Florin will be coming down.”
“!”
“Prepare yourselves.”
At the solemn words, Dante and Ian stiffened at the same time.
They already knew what to prepare for. The peaceful daily life they had now would be completely changed by Florin’s choice.
A time of upheaval. Someone stays, someone leaves.