I looked back at the seat where Merlin was sitting and slowly looked back on the story I had heard a while ago.
In a typical aristocratic family, when a child is three or four years old, they hire a tutor to start their education.
Escal was already six years old, so compared to the other children, it was quite late.
Helios didnât intend to send the kid to the academy with good intentions, but it was time for an education.
âEven so, there would be no way to teach otherwise.â
As I was contemplating why he wanted to send the child to such a place, the contents of the original came to my mind.
âIf youâre serious about not having Escal as your successor, you can get him into Dillua Academy, right?â
âOh, right!â
The place where Lenia in the original was going to send Escal was to Dillua Academy.
The fact that Duke Anthemionâs son is living with commoners is proof that Escal was excluded from the nomination of successors.
Although he did not enter the Academy due to the fierce opposition of the Marquis Melks, it became widely known that Escal was in trouble.
Youâve done a lot of bad things, Lenia Evelyn.
âShould I rather take the initiative?â
Wouldnât it be better to hire a decent tutor without Heliosâ knowledge?
The problem is, thereâs no way to hire the tutor without Heliosâ knowledge.
Of course, there was no such thing as an intimate nobility for me, the possessor, and the same for Lenia in the original story.
However, Iâm not sure what kind of great friendship I can make as the wife, who has no power.
In any case, Merlin, the butler, was the only person I could turn to for advice, but I couldnât put more burdens on him, who was already overworked.
It would be nice if Helios opened up his heart to Escal a little.
I decided to persuade him slowly, fearing that I might hurt his wounds, but if I did, Escal would be kicked out of the Dukeâs residence, so my insides were boiling.
Itâs not a problem that can be solved by turning it round, so the moment I came to the conclusion that it would be better to look at Heliosâ intentions first and leave the library.
Suddenly, the door opened, and the boy poked his face out through the cracks in the door.
âUh?â
âEscal?â
The child, who was holding a book the size of his upper body, rolled his eyes as if he didnât think there would be anyone here.
âSo-sorry to disturb you.â
I thought we got closer.
The child still looked back at me as if I was having a hard time and stepped back.
âItâs okay. You didnât disturb me, so come on in.â
I took Escalâs hand and led him into the room.
When she put the hesitating child on the sofa, Escal finally put down the book he was holding.
His cheeks were flushed red, probably because he was having a hard time carrying a heavy book.
Although not as plump as children of their age, the white, convex cheeks were as coveted as a ripe peach.
I want to touch it, but I have to be patient.
I asked, waiting for the child to breathe slowly.
âWhy are you going to the library?â
âI want to return this book.â
In response to Escalâs answer, I turned my gaze to the book on the table.
A faded title and a fine sword were drawn on the worn leather sheepskin.
[Introduction to swordsmanship]
âSwordsmanship?â
Can you learn swordsmanship from a book?
I turned the bookshelf in a strange thought.
âChapter 1: What is Swordsmanship?â
As the title suggests, it was a book that contained everything about swordsmanship.
The mindset to prepare before holding a sword, the qualities to become a good swordsman, how to choose a good sword, etc.
It was difficult to understand for me, who was not familiar with swordsmanship.
Isnât that too high level for a child to read?
Of course, Escal is smart, so just because I donât understand doesnât mean Escal is the same.
I asked carefully so as not to sound like looking down at him.
âEscal, do you understand everything in this book?â
âNoâŚ. this.â
Escal wiggled his fingers and clapped.
âI canât read.â
Oh, so it is.
An ordinary nobleman would be old enough to learn to read, but in this mansion, no one would have taught him how to write and read.
âThen how did you read the book?â
âI just saw the picture.â
âPicture?â
As I tilted my head, Escal turned over the bookshelf and pointed to the illustration.
âThis one.â
There were crude illustrations throughout the book.
As if to prove Escalâs words that he only saw pictures, only the pages with illustrations were crude.
âDid you study by looking at the pictures?â
âYes.â
âSince when have you been reading this book?â
âSince last spring. I hid in the library and found it by chance.â
âHiding in the library?â
When I asked a question because I did not understand it, Escal added quietly.
âI accidentally broke the vaseâŚâ
The boyâs expression darkened as he recalled the incident.
Last spring was when Charlet Melks was alive.
Even though he had a mother, he was so afraid that he hid when broke the vase.
I felt like my stomach was tight, and I barely changed the topic.
âSo, is your swordsmanship practice going well?â
âWell⌠Itâs a bit difficult doing it alone, but itâs still fun.â
âFun?â
âYes, I can copy everything in that book!â
Escal, who had shaken off his gloomy look, answered with his eyes shining.
As I stroked his head in wonder, the child reflexively shrugged and straightened his neck.
I quickly put my hand away and asked again.
âYou donât even have a sword, so what did you practice with?â
âA tree branch.â
âBranch?â
âI picked up a branch that fell in the garden and practiced with it.â
Duke Anthemionâs son picking up branches and practicing swordsmanship.
It was sad enough to let out a sigh, but on the other hand, the child was proud.
âDo you like swordsmanship practice?â
âYeah, I love it.â
Come to think of it, Escal was a genius. A swordsman genius.
Heliosâ swordsmanship skills were also outstanding, but Escal was the only sword master that had no rival.
After being chased by an assassin sent by Lenia and saved by Tiaris, Escal learns the sword from Tiarisâ grandfather, a retired knight commander.
He volunteered to subdue monsters and returned with a great achievement after two years.
In the novel, the full-fledged story begins when Tiaris runs away with the marriage between Escal and Tiaris, who became heroes and improved.
It is said that talent should be discovered from a young age, but you canât rot your talent knowing that your child is a genius.
âEscal, donât you want to study swordsmanship properly?â
âStudying swordsmanship?â
âYes. As long as you want, you can learn as much as you want. But before that, you have to learn how to write.â
âCan I really learn swordsmanship?â
âYes.â
âI want to do it!â
Expectations spread on the childâs face when he heard that he could learn swordsmanship.
I liked to see the lively expression on his face, and I said with my eyes wide open.
âOkay, Iâll discuss it with Helios.â
âDuke⌠huh?â
âWell, heâs Escalâs father. Of course we should discuss it.â
âHe would hate itâŚ.â
The child muttered with a gloomy face, thinking Helios wouldnât allow it.
âDonât worry too much. Iâll tell him.â
I canât guarantee itâll go well, though.
I canât betray his eyes full of anticipation, so I have to do your best.
I smiled broadly at Escal, who looked at me with half anticipation and half worry.
âThen shall we have dinner together?â
****
Escal returned to his room and I headed straight to Heliosâ office.
Helios must be in a good mood.
I took a deep breath and knocked on the door.
âItâs me, Helios.â
âLena?â
Helios, who immediately recognized my voice, greeted me warmly.
âWhatâs up? Is there anything urgent?â
âIâm curious because I canât see you all day.â
âSorry. Iâve been busy with work, so I havenât been paying attention to you.â
Helios said he was really sorry and put his lips to my forehead and then lifted me.
âShall we go to the room?â
âNo. I was going to have dinner with Escal, but I stopped by to ask if you would like to eat too.â
âEscal?â
âIf you donât like it, you can say no. Because Escal and I can eat together.â
âNo, letâs eat together.â
Helios unexpectedly accepted the invitation to dinner.
I donât know if Escal will like this meal, but if we dine together, maybe they will get along a little better.
âIâll tell them to prepare what you like.â
****
In the evening a little earlier than usual, a message came from Merlin that the meal was ready.
I got dressed and headed to the dining room with Helios.
As soon as I entered the dining room, I could smell the delicious food.
The table was beautifully decorated with flowers and decorations, as if special care was taken as it was the first time the three of us had a meal together.
âSit down, Lena.â
âThanks.â
Helios, who escorted me, pulled out the chair.
As we sat down, Merlin poured us wine.
Before long, salads, soups, and all kinds of appetizers were plentiful.
I looked appetizing enough to swallow my mouth, but we waited for Escal to come without lifting a fork.