âYeah. I was surprised, too. Who would have thought it would progress this quickly?â
Benedict murmured with an amazed expression.
The Military Police officers readily accepted Ruchtainerâs proposal, saying that they thought that since it was the 500th anniversary of the founding of the empire, they could not just pass by. Ian pondered upon hearing the story.
Perhaps Killian also wanted to properly compete.
âSince we agreed to match it with the Founding Festival, thereâs not much time left.â
The Founding Festival takes place over three days every year.
The imperial family and noble families hold extravagant balls day and night, and various street markets and festivities are set up.
All over, diverse events take place, and for three days, the fire is never extinguished.
But this year, in commemoration of the 500th anniversary, the Founding Festival was scheduled to run for a whole week.
The nobles had already been preparing for the Founding Festival half a year in advance.
âFortunately, we managed to rent the circular stadium on the last day of the Founding Festival.â
Since everyone had booked venues early, it was quite difficult to secure a schedule and venue.
Fortunately, the imperial family showed great interest in the competition, and they allowed the use of the stadium owned by the imperial family.
They also managed to arrange the other necessary items somehow.
This is because there are few people who can turn a blind eye to the names of the military police force and Ruchtainer at the same time.
âInstead, His Majesty the Emperor asked for an audience.â
âAudience?â
Ianâs face looked dubious.
He didnât want third parties to intervene and tarnish the sacred competition between the Military Police and Ruchtainer.
If they intervened, unnecessary chatter, noise, and vulgarity would ensue.
But Benedict said it was unavoidable.
âWe suddenly adjusted the schedule and arranged the venue, so we should understand this much.â
âI didnât propose a money-making sideshow match.â
Ian retorted coldly.
Receiving the audience meant collecting admission fees, and vendors would take the opportunity to sell items to the audience.
If it were a duel between the Military Police and Ruchtainer, even selling cheap candies on the side would be profitable.
Moreover, there would probably be betting booths set up for the outcome of the competition.
Ian didnât want it to become a spectacle like a horse race.
âThe world works that way, doesnât it? What can we do? We need money too. Did we acquire all those weapons for free?â
ââŠâ
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Ian fell silent, as if he understood.
To carry out the plan, there were unavoidable compromises.
âStill, there wonât be that many audiences. The knights and military police will occupy the seats, and His Majesty will carefully select the nobles to distribute seats as well.â
However, this year, in commemoration of the 500th anniversary, the Founding Festival was scheduled to run for a whole week.
Upon hearing Benedictâs words, Ian nodded with a sense of resignation. Then, with a contemplative look on his face, Ian spoke up.
âShouldnât we conduct special training?â
âWhat?â
âYou have to stand up to the military police, but you canât play for a month, right?â
âItâs only been a few days since spring training ended. You want to squeeze in special training already?â
Benedict responded, frowning at the idea.
They had recently fought battles far away due to the Western conflict issue during the winter.
After roughly recovering from the wounds of the battles, they immediately entered spring training and only now had some time to rest.
But if they were to insert special training right away, there would undoubtedly be complaints.
âWouldnât the regular training we usually do be enough? Excessively pushing ourselves might lead to counterproductive results.â
Even without special training, the knights received regular training for at least three hours every day.
Some even did personal workouts and practiced in areas they were lacking.
The knights of Ruchtainer were no amateurs, and if they were going to face the Military Police, they would naturally handle it well.
Upon hearing this, Ianâs expression hardened with determination.
âAre you thinking of losing to the military police force?â (Ian)
âLose to them?! Donât talk nonsense!â (Benedict)
âThen why do you sound so relaxed?â (Ian)
âItâs not casual; itâs just that I want to give the guys time to recoverâŠ!â (Benedict)
âThatâs because everyoneâs performance in spring training was lacklustre.â (Ian)
As Ian brought up the previous training, Benedict found himself at a loss for words.
During the last Spring Training, Ian took three days off and still achieved top performance.
He considered the other knights weaker than himself.
Benedict observed Ianâs behaviour and chose to remain silent.
âTrying to show off in various ways, huh.â
â⊠You donât think that I got first place in spring training because of my talent, do you?â
Ian stared back at Benedict sharply, as if he had read his inner thoughts.
âWell, honestly, itâs true that youâre a genius.â
âAm I the only genius in Ruchtainer?â
âNo, donât ask such strange questionsâŠâ
As the Empireâs top knight order, Ruchtainer indeed had many exceptional individuals, considered monsters in the world.
There were those who, at the age of ten, could lift a grown pig with ease, others could run 100 meters in just 9 seconds, and even those who could stand on a horse and shoot an arrow.
Compared to them, Benedict, a somewhat ordinary scribe, sometimes wondered if he even belonged in the same category as these extraordinary individuals.
However, Ian was a different kind of genius.
Not only did he possess remarkable abilities, but he also excelled in all areas.
If someone asked is Ian was the best in a specific field, he might smirk, but if they asked is he was the most talented among the next generation of Ruchtainer, he would nod in agreement.
âTheyâre all geniuses, but the problem is they donât put in the effort.â
Ian said this with a tone that resembled an old man scoffing at the young ones.
Benedict had many things to say, but he decided not to speak out.
If it were true that the knights of Ruchtainer didnât put in effort, then there wouldnât be anyone in the world who did. âCarelessness is the mother of defeat.â
No matter how confident one is in their abilities, the moment they become careless, the enemyâs blade will strike sharply.
And Ian had experienced that from Killian once before.
Thatâs why, this time, he didnât want to allow even the slightest gap.
Seeing Ianâs eyes burning with determination, Benedict nodded his head in agreement.
âOnce this news is announced, everyone will come out on their own. Youâre not the only one who was inflamed by the word âmilitary police forceâ. Donât be in a hurry, just wait.â
âBut thereâs only one month left!â
âI understand, I said I got it!â
Benedict turned his head in frustration.
At that moment, young ladies caught his gaze..
The young ladies approached Benedict and Ian, looking at them with friendly smiles.
âItâs an honour to meet the knights of Ruchtainer here.â
The young ladies spoke with kindness as they approached.
Benedict glanced at Ian beside him. It was clear that the reason these young women approached was because of him.
âLucky guy,â Benedict thought.
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Wherever Ian went, he always seemed to attract the attention of women.
âAre women really attracted to men who look like that?â Benedict wondered.
In his opinion, Ian didnât have the sturdy and solid appeal of a knight; he was rather unremarkable. But in the eyes of these women, he appeared to be different.
Ianâs body was well-toned and muscular from years of training, but it lacked the ruggedness and bulkiness that some might associate with a knight.
When dressed, his silhouette didnât have a strong presence, and his sharp facial features and pretty looks added a touch of elegance.
His shoulders were broad, but his overall frame was smaller and more angular than expected.
In addition, Ianâs waist was slender, and his legs were on the thinner side compared to other knights who worked out regularly.
âIf heâs a real knight, his overall appearance should be more robust, with brawny arms and thick thighs that match his waist!â
Benedict thought, believing that the womenâs standards for a âwell-built manâ were misguided.
Anyway, regardless of his thoughts, the womenâs attention was focused on the elegant Ian.
âLucky guy,â Benedict muttered inwardly. (T/L: He thought that again  )
However, Ian, with an annoyed expression, glanced past the young women.
âItâs been a long time since weâve seen you, Sir Ian.â
âWho are you?â
âPardon?â
âI donât remember.â
When Ian spoke nonchalantly, Barbara moistened her lips in embarrassment. (One of the ladies in the group.)
The young ladies next to them looked at the situation and smiled lightly.
âWe met at last yearâs ball, didnât we? Iâm Barbara Laine.â
âAh⊠Was that so?â
Ianâs reaction seemed like he had absolutely no recollection.
Watching from the side, Benedict exclaimed, âIndeed, Ian Fraus.â
How could he forget such a beautiful woman?
Barbara Laine was objectively stunning, and especially known among the nobility as one of the empressâs maids-in-waiting.
âI apologize, Miss Barbara. Ian here is so engrossed in his sword training that he can be quite oblivious and lacks social finesse.â Benedict tried his best to mitigate the offence that Barbara received.
Upon hearing this, Barbara gracefully smiled and said, âItâs alright, I understand.â
Even though Barbara made an effort to address the situation, Ian appeared uninterested in offering any apology.
Anyway, those conceited guysâŠ
Barbara gave up on receiving an apology and spoke up.
âBy the way, Ian, I heard you have a sister.â
Barbara asked, and this time, Ianâs gaze shifted towards her.
âLady Sophia Fraus is your stepsister, right? Thatâs what Iâve heard.â
When Sophiaâs name was mentioned, Ianâs facial expression changed slightly.
It seemed like he became more guarded upon hearing her name from a stranger.
â Yes, thatâs true.â
âOh my, I didnât know. I thought she was just a distant relative of the Fraus family, even after reading it in the weekly magazine.â
Barbara made a snorting sound as she spoke, and the surrounding women nodded in agreement.
Benedict looked at Ian with an expression that seemed to say, âSo, what should we do about it?â
âYou two donât really look alike. Ian, youâve become such a handsome and distinguished knight, but Lady Sophia isâŠâ
Barbara praised Ian while comparing him to Sophia.
âIt must have been tough to live under the same roof as siblings without any shared blood.â
She didnât forget to offer words of comfort, considering it might not have been easy for them to be step-siblings.