Rather than measuring, Yuder decided to just answer honestly.
âThereâs no way that you donât know. Didnât you judge the skills of the Imperial Knights without looking at them? For example, alright. What about Nathan behind me now?â
âThat isâŠâ
Yuder casually turned to Nathan standing behind Kishiarâs back. At this time in the past, he wouldnât have known that Nathan was a swordmaster.
However, since he was believed to have a very good grasp of other peopleâs skills, he needed time to think about how to answer properly.
âI feel like your aide is a man of unwinnable strength, even compared to all the Imperial Knights I saw today.â
âHoo, did you hear that, Nathan? He is regarding you very high.â
Kishiar smiled. Nathan Zuckermanâs gaze also touched Yuderâs face.
âAnd what if heâs compared to you?â
âIf compared to meâŠâ
Yuder paused and let out a small sigh.
â⊠I donât know if I can win right now, but I think it will change over time.â
âI didnât expect it to be this hard to answer what I can see.â
Nathan Zuckerman was definitely one of the best sword masters in the world, but Yuder was once a Cavalry commander praised for having no one matching his strength.
Currently, he hasnât fully developed his skills, but if he achieved the same level of development as before, he was confident that he would win even if a few sword masters came all at once.
It used to take nearly 10 years to get to that level, but this time, he would walk faster on the path heâd taken once, so he would be able to develop in a much faster time.
âHahaha. You said my aide seemed stronger than the mighty men of the Imperial Knights, and now youâre sure that my aide would be weaker than you. What confidence.â
Kishiar laughed very loudly. Yuder lowered his head slightly, wondering if that man had laughed so well before.
âBut you cannot judge my skills?â
â⊠No.â
Yuder had no choice but to say so.
âHmm. Alright.â
Fortunately, Kishiar did not ask any more about him. Yuder felt that Kishiarâs red eyes looking at me seemed to be aiming for an interesting game.
âThen what about the Cavalry in your eyes? Can you tell me that, too?â
Yuder thought that man would tell him to go now, but Kishiar asked another question instead. Yuder was taken aback for a moment.
As long as he asked for opinions about individuals, he could answer them, but the answer to the entirety of the Cavalry could sound like the activity reviews of Commander Kishiar.
Yuder couldnât understand why Kishiar would ask something he should ask other important people, not a member.
âThat⊠I think other people could give you a better answer.â
âOf course, Iâm also asking others. But Iâm asking you because you look good enough. I have no intention, so feel free to answer me. Whatever youâve felt while training. Or something regrettable. Iâm not going to kick you out, so donât worry.â
ââŠâ
Yuder turned to Nathan Zuckerman, Kishiarâs aide. He was wondering if he would stop this dangerous conversation, but Nathan was just standing silently looking ahead as if nothing could be heard.
âI donât know why heâs doing this all of a sudden when I donât remember it happening before. Of course, I will just have to give him a rough answer and get out of here.â
âThe Cavalry is⊠a good place. Everyone hasnât fully realized their ability yet, but I think itâs going to develop and complete the system as you wish and contribute to the safety of the Empire.â
âYeah. Do you think so?â
â⊠Yes.â
Yuder already knew the future would be like that. Even when Kishiar died, the Cavalry developed and established itself as he said, and became the strongest organization ever before.
After a few years, it was only the Cavalry and the Awakeners, not the knights or mages, who could protect the empire and the world. So there was no doubt in answering that.
âThatâs interesting. Everyone else says the opposite.â
âExcuse me?â
Blinking back to the unexpected answer. Before he knew it, Kishiar lifted his finished teacup and turned it slightly to the side. Nathan Zuckerman, who approached him, took the teapot with both hands and filled the cup with red water again.
âEveryone says Iâm going to fail. What can you do without any system and with people you donât even know? Itâs unprecedented because no one in other countries have tried it. We have to make rules and systems from beginning to end.â
In his eyes as red as tea water, a deep thought that Yuder couldnât know passed by.
âThere are already plenty of powerful mages and knights in this country, and all I have in me is my own strength and the support of the Emperor.â
After saying that, Kishiar suddenly smiled softly.
âBut the promising member that passed the entrance test as the best said it doesnât matter if he is kicked out of the Cavalry, but then he also said that he is sure the Cavalry Iâve created is a good place and will succeed. Isnât that interesting?â
ââŠâ
It was too honest. A word Yuder never thought he would hear from him all in his previous memories.
Yuder momentarily doubted whether what I heard was really from Kishiarâs mouth. But the duke in front of him was still drinking tea with a drowsy smile.
âIâve found you quite interesting from the start.â
Yuder lowered his head to avoid the red eyes, but this time he came to see the red water in the teacup in front of him. There was no escape from the red color.
âIf anyone else said so, I would think it was just a good answer. But your eyes seem certain as if seeing what others canât see. So somehow Iâd like to believe it.â
With that said, Kishiar gazed through Yuder.
âSo I donât want you to say youâre leaving without any hesitation next time. Thatâs all I have to say.â
Yuder got up, bid goodbye, and left Kishiarâs quarters.
He felt a very strange feeling. He didnât expect to have such a conversation with Kishiar la Orr. The only thing he had left about him was that he was a mysterious creature until the end.
âWhat the hell are you thinking, Kishiar la Orr.â
A man who seemed so motivated. Or did he feel something from Yuder?
Yuder even wondered if he remembered it wrong because it was strangely different from the man Yuder knew. Or he thought he knew.
âHe was more pessimistic⊠More annoying⊠Anyway, I still didnât know what he was thinking.â
But what was clear was that Kishiar on this side was not bad for Yuder.
âIf I do this well, I wonât be able to take over the commander position like before.â
He was sure that was a good thing. However, the strange feeling of seeing Kishiarâs strange appearance did not disappear until he fell asleep and remained deep in Yuderâs mind.
* * *
âNathan.â
âYes.â
After Yuder went out, Kishiar opened his mouth, looking at the cold teacup on the other side. Kishiarâs teacup was empty, but the one on the other side remained intact from the start.
âWhat does he look like to you?â
It was an unusual question. Nathan thought about it for a while and began to speak.
âIf I hadnât heard from you beforehand, I wouldnât have thought he was a commoner.â
Nathan was told that Yuder was only twenty, a commoner and orphan, but he wasnât intimidated at all not only in front of Nathan but also in front of a duke as precious as heaven.
Was that all? With a blank look on his face, he measured his opponent as if he were doing something quite natural.
It was a familiar look of judging something, and at the same time, it made him feel like he had long taken it for the upper hand.
When their gazes met earlier, Nathan thought briefly of the swordsmanship teacher who taught him as a child.
One might think he didnât know courtesy because he was a commoner, but something was different. That person just went back without drinking a sip of tea like that.
Usually, when one thought someone greater than them had given them tea, they wouldnât ignore it so comfortably and couldnât stand up.
Itâd only been two years since he realized his ability. Meanwhile, Nathan Zuckerman grew up rolling all kinds of rough spots with the sword.
Heâd never seen anyone whoâs trained for more than a few times as many years and had so much more.
Usually, when someone met Nathan or the Duke, they couldnât even meet their gaze properly so they flinched and got scared.
So how could a 20-year-old man feel that way? The man was⊠strange because he wasnât bold.
âHe might have something to hide, so weâd better look into it.â
âActually, Iâve already done some investigation. There really wasnât much.â
Kishiar smiled.
âHe participates hard in training and has excellent grades. If he went to Sul division, I might have offered him the position of deputy commander right away.â
âIf I do some investigation again, something might come up.â
âWellâŠâ
His master that would normally instruct him to do so thoroughly had a somewhat subtle expression. A strange smile that he seemed to hold back appeared and disappeared.