The day had come for me to leave the territory for my training.
At the spaceport, a massive battleship over six hundred meters long, known as a super-dreadnought, was prepared for me.
I looked at it and felt dissatisfied.
"No, we should send out a flagship-class super-dreadnought."
A flagship over a thousand meters long is simply huge and stands out.
Since we bought three of them, it would be a waste not to use them.
However, Tenjou rejected my suggestion.
"The crew training isn't complete. Moreover, given the scale of the spaceport owned by the Leaser Viscount Family, a super-dreadnought is deemed appropriate. Besides, sending out a larger ship would be intimidating."
A fleet of three hundred ships was prepared for my departure.
As a viscount family, I wondered if this was enough, but apparently, it's not a good idea to send a large fleet to a family I will be staying with.
"I could increase the number to show my strength."
"Please don't provoke the family you will be staying with. —Sir, it's time to go."
The area was filled with people who had come to see me off.
Officials, soldiers, servants of the mansion—and Bryan was crying so much that he was sobbing.
"Sir Liam, you've grown so much."
This guy is already crying in tears of emotion, but he's only going to spend three years at another family's house.
Personally, I doubt that he will grow as a person just by that.
After all, he will only be receiving hospitality.
"Let's ignore Bryan."
"Sir Liam!"
Bryan called out my name, but I ignored him and said to Tenjou.
"—I'll leave the rest to you."
Tenjou smiled at me.
"Understood."
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The Leaser Viscount Family's mansion.
Among the lined-up servants, the one welcomed was Peter from the Peatack Viscount Family.
He had his pink hair styled flamboyantly, and his tan skin was made up.
He didn't look like the heir of a great noble family at all.
His body was slender and didn't seem well-trained.
"Wow, this is the viscount's mansion? It's pretty nice, isn't it?"
His drawn-out tone and the way he spoke to Randolph were as if he was talking to a friend.
Randolph felt angry about this, but he thought,
(Even if he's a bit of an idiot, considering future interactions, it's not bad. He can be useful for the Leaser Family.)
He hid his true feelings and responded with a smile.
"I'm glad you like it. I'm throwing a party for you today, so you should rest from your journey until then."
"You understand. Then, show me to my room quickly."
Randolph didn't reprimand Peter's attitude.
The reason was that he was remembering the mountain of gifts his family had sent.
The amount of gifts received was so much that this attitude was negligible.
"By the way, I plan to have my daughter show you around starting tomorrow."
Having his daughter show him around—this meant that he intended to marry her off to Peter.
Even if Peter himself had no notable talents or qualities, the Peatack Viscount Family was a family he wanted to form a connection with.
Therefore, he decided to marry his daughter off to Peter.
One of the benefits of accepting noble heirs for training was to find potential marriage partners for their children.
Families that send their heirs often want to form connections.
Thus, there was an advantage in smoothly arranging marriages.
Upon hearing this, Peter—
"Viscount's daughter? Is she pretty?"
—didn't seem to fully understand.
But Randolph smiled and forgave him.
(This level of a man, my daughter can easily control.)
He was a low character, but Randolph wanted the connection with the viscount family.
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The Leaser Viscount Family's mansion was also quite large.
It was a bit smaller than my own mansion, but it was still a large estate.
Upon arriving at the spaceport, I came to the mansion with other noble heirs.
The guide was a vassal knight of the viscount family.
He seemed to have a certain status, but he wasn't an imperial knight.
"From today, you will live here."
We were shown to two-person rooms.
Everyone was saying things like "This is impossible," but the knight didn't listen.
"You are not guests. You are here for training. You must follow our policies."
The room was quite clean, but the noble heirs seemed dissatisfied.
Me?
—In my previous life, the room I lived in when I died was much worse, so I didn't mind.
Moreover, I thought it would be serious training, not just hospitality.
The knight raised his voice.
"Put your luggage down, change, and go to the ground. At a run!"
We entered the room to put our luggage down, and my roommate was a man from the Kurt Sera Exner baron family.
—Ha, I win. I'm from a viscount family, so I'm higher in rank than him.
While I was thinking this, the knight shouted.
"Hurry up!"
One of the heirs retorted.
"Don't act so high and mighty, vassal knight. I'm the second son of a viscount family—"
"So what! This is the Leaser Viscount Family. Your family doesn't matter here!"
The resistant heir was knocked down, and the other children, seeing this, quickly sprang into action.
Naturally, I hurriedly changed and headed to the ground.
"I will retrain you, who have been living a lax life in your own homes!"
The knight was enthusiastic.
—The talk of hospitality seems to be a non-existent concept for the Leaser Viscount Family.
"Damn, this isn't what I expected."
As I complained, my roommate had a calm expression.
He had short, wavy blonde hair and purple eyes, and he was very handsome.
He had a look that said this was no problem at all.
—It made me angry.
The ground outside the mansion, which had become our dormitory, was immediately used for running.
"First, we'll do some running. From now on, I'll train you every morning!"
I wondered why Tenjou and Bryan chose this place for my training.
The training life I imagined was different, and I almost gave up on the first day.
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A week had passed since the noble heirs were accepted.
Randolph gathered the knights responsible for education to hear their evaluations of the heirs they had taken in this year.
The one with the lowest evaluation was—Peter.
"Please also give a warning from Sir Randolph. I've given up on him falling asleep during class, but it's unbelievable that he invites women to his room and makes noise until morning."
Peter was being educated separately from Liam and the others, along with a few other heirs he wanted to form connections with in the future.
"Right. I'll tell him."
However, he thought that a fool was easier to control, so he didn't mind.
Randolph didn't have any expectations for Peter personally.
"Then, what about the other heirs we accepted?"
The knight who was training Liam and the others said.
"I gave them a good talking to on the first day, so they are well-behaved. There are differences in education based on their families, but after a year, we can provide proper education."
Randolph nodded.
"Is there anyone who caught your attention?"
"Kurt from the Exner family, of course. His talent and qualities are exceptional. Also, Liam from the Banfield family. He's quite interesting."
Randolph muttered.
"The Banfield family—"
What Randolph remembered was when the Banfield family came to the viscount family.
Sending a fleet of three thousand ships was already unreasonable, but they also demanded that the viscount family bear the costs of supplies and maintenance.
The quality of their ships was poor, and the training of their private army was low.
There was nothing commendable about them.
(On the other hand, what about the Peatack Viscount Family? Their ships are the latest and their training is excellent. Indeed, it's better to form a connection with the Peatack family.)
The Peatack family sent a fleet of three hundred ships.
However, after delivering Peter, they paid for the costs of supplies and maintenance and quickly returned to their territory.
Their response was reported to be excellent, and Randolph was impressed.
Among the private armies of the nobles, there were many who were as bad as pirates.
In such a situation, Randolph was impressed by the Peatack family, which had a quality and training level comparable to the regular military.
He also appreciated that they entrusted their heir to the Leaser family.
"—Alright, educate both of them strictly."
"Yes, sir!"
As for the others, Randolph didn't have high expectations.
The important one was Peter.
—Incidentally, the Banfield family had sent a fleet of three hundred ships, but the viscount family had mistaken it for the Peatack family.
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Three months had passed since I came to the training place.
"Huh? This is actually quite easy."
Every morning, I would wake up early, exercise, attend classes, and then do servant work—this was my daily routine.
But I realized—
—It was incredibly easy.
I didn't have to process electronic documents in the office, and there were no troublesome guests to deal with.
The exercise was also very easy.
The training in the One-Flash Style was much more intense.
After the morning exercise, I was eating breakfast in the dining hall and talking to the seniors.
The three-year training period.
There were already noble heirs who had been staying with the viscount family, and a senior-junior relationship had formed.
"Did you hear? The rich guys are having a party today."
"The third-year guys are preparing for it."
"They're also serving."
In the first year, they did odd jobs, and in the second year, they started formal education.
In the third year, they began to participate in parties held by the viscount family.
Of course, they weren't invited guests.
"Liam, your roommate is there."
When I looked at the corner of the dining hall as he said, Kurt was eating alone.
—I didn't like his attitude, which seemed to say he was different from the others.
"I don't talk to him much."
When I said this, the seniors resumed their conversation.
"Is he the heir of a baron family? Well, that's fine—"
"You guys, be careful, it's going to get much stricter soon."
"The work will also get busier."
The seniors must have had a hard time.
Kurt finished his meal and quickly left the dining hall.
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The ground.
The knight in charge of training, as usual, raised his voice.
He was a sports enthusiast and was unnecessarily enthusiastic.
"From now on, you will have matches in pairs. Use your preferred weapon!"
As nobles, it was necessary to have knowledge of martial arts.
Therefore, everyone had at least one weapon they were good at.
Naturally, I chose a wooden sword.
My opponent was Kurt.
The wooden sword he held was modeled after a double-edged Western sword.
His stance was impressive.
Kurt looked at me.
"—I'm not good at holding back. I'll apologize in advance."
To this, I—
"Who are you looking down on? I'm a master of the One-Flash Style."
Kurt tilted his head.
"One-Flash Style? I've never heard of it. Is it a minor style?"
He gripped the wooden sword in his right hand.
When the knight gave the signal, the noble heirs started their matches all over the ground.
While the knight watched, I tried to knock Kurt down—
"—!"
—He blocked my strike.
I had intended to step in and knock him out instantly, but he blocked my strike, and we took a step back from each other.
Damn! If I had attacked seriously, I might have ended up hurting him badly.
But he wasn't someone I could beat by holding back.
Kurt held his sword in the eight-point stance and silently watched me.
—He's strong.
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—Kurt was internally anxious.
(This guy—strong)
Facing Liam, he was convinced.
He had expected him to be somewhat strong, but he exceeded his expectations.
(I underestimated his minor sword style. What was that strike just now? It felt like a technique from another style, but—)
Kurt Sera Exner was the heir of the Exner family.
The Exner family, known as upstarts, had a baron as their head, who was a knight called a sword master.
A strong warrior who rose to the rank of a knight with just one mobile knight.
Naturally, Kurt had been trained rigorously from a young age.
To survive on the battlefield.
Kurt, who held a master's license in a famous sword style and was sent to the viscount family for training, was tired of this soft environment.
He had almost given up on this being real training and was spending his days in a daze.
But—
"—You seemed to underestimate my minor sword style."
Liam replied.
"It's the One-Flash Style. Remember it."
"Yeah, I won't forget it."
—A smile appeared on his face.
Seeing Liam's stance, Kurt broke out in a sweat.
(If I move carelessly, I'll be hit in one strike.)
His heart was pounding.
He felt the tension of facing a superior opponent.
He couldn't even blink, trying not to miss any of Liam's slight movements.
(Where will he strike? No—can't imagine where my sword will reach.)
The two of them remained in their stances, unable to move.
Liam also—
Then—
"Don't slack off!"
Both of them received a punch from the knight in charge of training.
Bryan (´;ω;`) "It's hard. All the items I prepared for Sir Liam have become someone else's credit, and it's hard. What's going on! Properly check it! The Leaser family is so stupid!"