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“..so…” Ancilla tried to calm down.
However, her son’s eyes were swollen from crying so much that his emotions are not at her disposal.
Ancilla patted her chest in frustration and grabbed a fan to cool off her face.
“…My son. Cyan… … asked…a boy from the countryside for a duel and he lost?
Hezar couldn’t raise his bowed head. He held his head up for nothing and didn’t want to get worse from that dirty black sheep.
“The little boy. Didn’t trainman, did he?”
“No, he didn’t…”
Ancilla’s reaction was the same as Cyan’s. She looked at her son with cold eyes.
Cyan was sniffing down his eyes.
“Come here!” Ancilla couldn’t stand it anymore and screamed.
Cyan shuddered as he shuddered his shoulders. However, he approached Ancilla with faltering steps.
Ancilla jerked her hand out, collecting her sizzling breath.
He has a strong grip on the stomach. The pain hasn’t subsided yet. Hezar glanced at Cyan with pity, and then he moved his head back.
“And you lost at one move too!”
“Oh, mother. It hurts…!”
The body of Cyan, who was walking backward, was stiff. Ancilla pressed her son’s name with an outspoken touch. Whenever she did that, Cyan held back his scream by clenching his teeth.
Ciel, sitting in the back, watched the scene with a sulky face. She wanted to say something, but the young Ciel knew well that there was nothing to gain by opening her mouth.
“Hezar, you swear that what you’ve seen with your eyes are correct, right?”
“I asked if you could swear. That kid. You sure he didn’t train Mana?”
“I can swear.”
Swear should not be easily spoken in any situation. But if he was silent now, it would be terrible in the future, and Hezar was sure of his judgment.
“The Son of Jehard, Eugene, didn’t train Mana. There wasn’t a handful of mana in his body.”
Ancilla went back to her memory, a name that doesn’t come straight to mind It is a name that is not worth remembering.
She means… definitely in the province of Gidol. It seems that the name of their side branch, which was stuck in the corner of the village, was Jehard.
They were a family that was separated from its main house hundreds of years ago and has never been so distinguished.
“My son.” Ancilla lifted Cyan’s clothes. Cyan shuddered and closed his eyes tightly.
“To a man who hasn’t even trained mana…You were beaten by him with a blow.”
His pear skin is heavily discolored.
The deep bruise made Ancilla burst into laughter. She was also a child of nothing. Count Kaines, who holds a position in the military, is her father.
“A Hit. That’s for sure. Ciel, how did your brother lose?”
“Oh, mother. It’s like…”
“I didn’t ask you.”
Ancilla glared at her son with her eyes wide open. His eyes are so fierce that it is unbelievable that he sees his 13-year-old son.
“…the moment the duel began. Eugene stabbed him with the spear.”
Ciel pouted her lips and said,
“My brother was surprised and tried to attack back, but Eugene’s spear was faster than him.”
“Was it due to the distance?”
“Brother was a little far away.”
“What was your brother doing at that moment?”
“He tried to lift the sword.”
It was only an hour ago. It wasn’t too old to recall. Whenever Ciel’s words continued, Cyan trembled with anxiety.
Ancilla, who heard everything, uttered a trembling voice.
“A stupid thing!”
Slap! The head of Cyan turned sideways. Cyan, who had assumed that this would happen, held back his groans with his teeth clenched.
“No Mana. He had even never trained properly! You’re the same age as a kid…! You allowed him to attack first?! You can’t even avoid it! You let him narrow the distance! You were beaten just like that, and fell while vomiting everywhere?!”
Ancilla gave a sharp scream and slapped the cheek of a continuous fusion. Whenever that happens, Cyan’s head turns from side to side. It is not determined to hit. It was a slap without mana on it .
However, the punishment is extreme for a young son.
“In the presence of others… showing such vulgarity! You’re the first one to ask for a duel, and you’re defeated?! Do you want to see your mother hang herself in shame and die?”
“Sorry, I’m sorry. I’m sorry, Mom. “
Cyan held back the scream, but he couldn’t hold back the tears. Cyan sniffed and shed tears. However, Ancilla felt more angry than sorry for her son’s crying.
“What are you crying about?”
“Why are you putting your mother in trouble by doing something that she shouldn’t? Your father will be back soon, but I don’t know what kind of face to greet him…! What kind of face should I show in front of Theonis?!”
Lionhart’s family home.
Guillard Lionhart had been away from his home for training for three years.
In that case, it should be Mrs. Theonis, who is the first wife of the Lord, who holds the power of the family. But now that the first wife was currently away, it was Ancilla, who took the helm of the main house.
It was for a simple reason. After giving birth to a child, Theonis body can no longer bear children. Guillard, who wanted to prepare well for the latter years, was not satisfied with only one son.
So he adopted a second wife, and Ancilla gave birth to twins.
‘Three children was enough.’
Guillard always said so, but Ancilla couldn’t agree with that. The reason why she came into the secret room that she could not stand despite receiving good marriage paths was that she coveted the value of the name Lionhart.
“She’s gonna laugh at me. I’m sure.”
Ancilla chewed her nails well and recalled Theonis’s face. Cyan, who was terrified by her mother’s nervous appearance, stuttered and spat out.
“I-I, I’ll fight again. So that you won’t suffer shame, once again…”
Ancilla’s voice rose sharply.
“What are you going to fight again when you’re already defeated?! Don’t do anything wrong, stay calm until the blood ceremony starts!”
Ancilla couldn’t listen to her son until the end and screamed. Hezar’s shoulders flinched as he bowed his head.
“I want to kill you.”
Ancilla’s fist trembled.
“But… I can’t. That’s not how it works. Your… His a favorite knight. I don’t think your teaching is wrong. Right?”
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