
Victory day.
Contrary to the uproarious atmosphere in the streets and alleys of the imperial capital, the Earl's residence was silent.
No big party, no celebration, not even a simple reception.
Leaving the pier, even a thousand soldiers who were originally prepared to be pulled from the expedition fleet marched on the city to welcome the citizens' review ceremony, leaving behind representatives. Earl rushed to the house and refused some visitors on the grounds ‘Earl who had been traveling for several years needed a personal time to calm the loneliness of his beloved wife at home.
Despite the slight disappointment of those who painstakingly prepared to flatter the new hero of the empire, that serious-sounding excuse soon gained everyone's support.
And right now, at the Earl's residence, the hero of the imperial naval victory was making a liaison with his son.
His gaze was deep, melancholic, and complicated.
If he did not believe in the integrity of his wife, the first reaction when Earl Raymond saw the child in front of him was was was this really the seed he planted?
Because this child is so different from him!
The man from the Rollin family has always been known for his majestic and mighty image. The standard male form in the Rollin family should be tall and stocky, wide chest, thick arms, square face, pointed nose, and male-looking!
At least Earl Raymond was like that. He was burly and his appearance was unusually conspicuous in the aristocratic circles of the empire. When he was young, he was the famous great man in the circle.
The little guy in front of him….
Even though he was only 3 years old, he was too white and thin for the Rollin family who had always been known to produce masculine men. Um. Look, this kid got really sick a month ago. Maybe that's why his body became weak.
While the future Earl's 3-year-old heir, Dewey Rollin, returned his father's gaze flat. He did not cry as hard as a child his age, and that made the Earl dissatisfied. According to tradition, the crying child gets stronger and stronger.
The child in front of him was too calm. He sat on the bed with both hands resting on his knees, looking at himself with curiosity and seemingly as well.
Earl thought that he must have been wrong to see.
How could the gaze of a 3-year-old be so complicated?!
When the Earl was feeling gloomy, Dewey Rollin's feelings were more complicated than his.
But ‘ayah’ who suddenly appeared this….
Huh, where did he come from!
“Dia... really can't talk?” With a serious look, the Earl looked at the wife who was next to him. Seeing the wife's eyes glazed over, the Earl's heart softened. Remembering herself going sailing for three years, leaving the wife at home and not being by her side when she gave birth and in need of the husband's presence. And the only son to be like this is not the fault of this poor woman either. Earl's tone became softer. “Already, Baby. The child cannot speak, we invite the most knowledgeable teacher in the empire to teach him, he can definitely speak. But his body is too weak. The Rollin family established a foothold in the empire with martial arts. Later my son will also inherit my path, becoming an imperial general. It can't be weak then. Um, he's been 3 years. I think it's time to find him a mentor. A weak body will automatically become strong after training for several years. What if Alpha? He was the captain of my most loyal bodyguard, good at martial arts, and loyal to our family. I think Alfa can start teaching Dewey some basic exercise methods next month.”
Hearing his unfortunate son would receive training at such a small age, the Countess' beautiful eyes were wet. “But... she is still so small.”
“It is precisely because his body is too weak, so he must train his physique early. Otherwise, how would he inherit the martial arts of the Rollin family?” The Earl who had been in the military for many years was very firm in this regard, instantly making a decision.
The next day, after visiting His Majesty the Emperor at the palace and receiving the third military medal given by His Majesty the Emperor himself at the celebration ceremony, the, His Imperial Majesty announced that Earl Raymond who had made extraordinary achievements would be promoted to vice president of the imperial high command. This was the second person of the imperial military minister.
After a brief chat with His Imperial Majesty in the room, Earl Raymond submitted the removal of his title as first-rate admiral of the imperial navy, surrendering military power. Out of the palace, he again refused the congratulations of his comrades and the invitation of many banquets. After politely refusing the invitation of some panditas from the Light Goddess temple, he rushed home.
The idiot Earl Raymond's son was no longer a secret in the imperial capital. Seeing the melancholy implied on the Earl's face even at the tribute ceremony inevitably made the fellow who was on good terms with the Rollin family feel pity for him. Some political enemies secretly laugh at his misfortune certainly can not be denied as well.
At home, the Earl again faced his son. The difference, this time was not accompanied by the beautiful Countess. Next to him stood Alfa the captain of the loyal bodyguards who had been following him for nearly twenty years. First-rate imperial swordsman, ‘fire sword walk’ who is recognized as one of the top kendo masters in the imperial capital.
For some reason, Earl Raymond felt less like his son. He felt that if this child's gaze while looking at him was not a blank stare, there was implied resistance. However, he also felt that he was thinking too much. What does a 3-year-old understand? Because of the expedition, he had never carried this child since he was born until now. It was natural that he felt alien to himself.
The captain knelt one knee in front of Dewey's bed with the minister's family etiquette standards, then held Dewey in two hands, stripped off all his clothes, and pinched him from head to toe. In the process, Dewey struggled. It seemed like he was not used to being touched like that by men. However, he was unable to fight against the might of an imperial first-rate swordsman.
“Huft...” The expression of Alpha is very serious. He sighed, lowered the Earl's heir, then saluted the Earl before standing up and saying, “Earl, I..”.
“Alfa, you are my confidant, so there is no need for much consideration. Just tell me what's up.” Earl sighed.
“The body of Young Master Dewey is very weak and it seems like he is a little. His bones were slender, his heart beating irregularly. This kind of physique was slightly worse than ordinary people. If you want to learn martial arts, fear it..” Alpha gritting teeth. “Fear, will not be too successful.”
“Then, what do you think?”
“I don't think learning martial arts is a good choice for Young Master. Try to see if he has talent in other fields.”
Finished the Captain of the Alpha Guards spoke, the Earl's expression darkened.