
The teacher tilted his head looking at the grimoire inside its sheath in Bern's belt.
"You..... A witch?"
Bern ignored the confusion of his teacher.
"Bern Kailyth's. I don't care what class I have. What matters is my name is Bern."
Bern spoke in a normal tone.
"Fttt... You don't show your respect. Do you want to be arrogant?"
The teacher also did horseback riding for basic techniques.
"No. Teacher, are you really a teacher? You look like a noble compared to that."
A smile was engraved on the teacher's lips.
"All right.... I'm Witt. I'm just an ordinary person. I'm only a personal knight of the crown prince."
So he was a high-ranking person to personally protect the crown prince. And because he was on vacation, he came to that beginner's class.
"So I don't have to call you respectfully when we're under the same roof."
Witt did not expect that he would fight with the person Kleio allowed him to call him Leo. He was a little excited to know his abilities.
"Okay, start."
Bern began to move with basic techniques. It was quite slow considering he was a little weak on the physique if he did not use mana to strengthen his body.
"Hjnm.... You are good enough to use sword techniques well. But if you pay attention, you're still only fit to be a witch."
Witt said that while fending off Bern's basic attacks easily.
"sorry. I'm just not used to the basic techniques."
All of the early moves were only a warm-up for Bern who had already used the sword for 22 years.
Bern looked around. He moved faster with just basic movements. Witt rounded his eyes and Bern was already behind him. When you are experienced, basic moves can kill people.
"The code of a soldier fighting at close range is 'Don't underestimate the opponent even if they are only armed with a pile of stones.' Teacher, you should know this code."
Everyone was speechless to see Bern easily knock Witt down.
The sound of claps rang out from the sword users. They were quite interested in the way Bern used the basic technique as a sharp killing weapon when everyone underestimated the technique.
Of course Bern just thought he was doing something that all sword-wielding students could do.
Bern disrespectfully went to Witt back to his seat.
"Oi, train with me later."
Anton joked and Bern ignored him. How could a lazy Anton want to train? She might choose to be a witch if she could.
But what Bern did today was not his strength. He didn't need to do something like that just to point.
He just wanted to know the level of people working with the same people as him.
"He's pretty pathetic."
Anton nodded at hearing that. That's because Bern is a man who doesn't demean people.
However, Bern's eyes were quite cold looking at Witt. The job of protecting someone is a job with great responsibility. Life is always on the shoulders no matter what mission it receives. Witt's attitude made him less fond. Going on holiday? He's unlikely to take time off if his job is to protect his boss.
Bern sighed. It's just his thinking. He knew it was overkill when he could not even if not take time off for even a day. But the experience he worked with, and everything he's been used to since he was 18, still pisses him off. When it is a task that makes a person responsible for one's life, it is not an easy task. The weight of that responsibility is something that no one wants to argue with.
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3 Weeks passed and Zion continued to follow Bern like a ghost. Bern also ignores him like a ghost and even Anton is less comfortable as Zion keeps looking at him sharply.
Uen was quite amazed also upset to see his sister continue to be ignored.
"Have your dog serve Zion."
That's why he kept going to Kleio.
"For 3 weeks he ignored it. Just have him serve Zion."
Kleio smiled as if in disbelief.
"3 weeks? Did ya? I also needed 2 weeks with a lot of gifts to piss him off until he finally spoke to me."
Uen looked at him like Kleio was throwing bullshit. But given how Bern turned down the medal, it was possible.
"Just leave him. He'll open up on his own later. What if you see this?"
Kleio gave a letter to Uen. Uen frowned and picked up the letter.
[I noticed Witt's movements because I was quite upset with her in class a few days ago. He's the eyes of the second prince. Sorry to move without reporting.]
Uen's eyes widened.
"How's it?"
Uen. How could Bern spy on others as he continues to be followed by Zion and himself.
Kleio gave a backup. But Kleio also asked the same thing. The eyes of his own that he placed to observe Bern and all the students could potentially be unaware of Bern's movements to observe Bern's gerrymandering.
It was even more strange because all eyes were assassin classes that had a high level as well as Uen who followed him because Zion was also an assassin class with dagger arts.
"This might answer your question."
Kleio gave another letter. Uen quickly picked up the letter.
[Your eyes are all lazy. His work is sleeping and eating. I am the only one who is the eye. They didn't even realize I was scratching their faces while they were sleeping. You have to punish them a little.]
'That's impossible. I keep following him....'
Uen's confused.
"There is only 1 answer here. Artificial magic."
Uen. If that's true, all along, all they've been following is a fake Bern and even a pound witch doesn't notice it.
"Fake magic there are only 2 weaknesses. It will disappear when it is touched nor can it speak."
For 3 weeks, Bern who did not talk much and away from many people. But that's normal given Bern's closed personality.
"Don't this mean that Zion's efforts were in vain? He's following the wrong guy."
Kleio smiled a little. Bern was right beyond his expectations.
'Knowing the eyes just because he's upset with her? Good instincts.'
Uen was a little angry and massaged the trunk of his nose. Not because Zion's following the wrong people. But because he did not realize that at all when he was a very sensitive assassin with an existence.
He can do what a pound for Zion. It's the same with his mother. The cute and friendly existence in the cold palace made her and her mother want to protect her.
Therefore, his mother or himself did not seek the throne and helped Kleio on condition that he did not harm Zion. Zion is also friendly with Kleio but hates Hilen and Jone, the second prince. It was because they always wanted to kill him if not Kleio the target.
"Maybe you guys can be nice and say hello to each other in tomorrow's maze game."
Uen just sighed. He had never seen Kleio so happy to talk about someone before this after his mother's death because of the first queen's poison.
Uen just came out without being able to get a result.
The next day at the entrance of the labyrinth which was 5 meters high.
Everyone was impatient to play.
Zion was still staring intently at Anton who had nothing wrong. Uen stared hard at Bern.
'What is the matter of this twin prince?'
Anton wanted to cry there and Bern just did what he always did - ignore everything.
"Good, the teacher will call a name for the team."
Many voices complain about it.
"Silent. Bern Kailyth, Lewis. Antonio Will, Zion Mark."
Bern saw a child who had brown hair and eyes approaching him. He carried a bow and many arrows behind him.
"I'm Lewis, greetings."
Lewis said hello while scratching the back of his head as if embarrassed. Lewis, only by a name that had no surname could he know that he was truly poor and perhaps only a vagrant who was quoted by a teacher out of pity.
Bern bowed as if in his honor as well. But he did not say his name because the teacher had already called him.
Lewis also knew that but if he didn't mention the name, it would be very awkward.
Zion ignores Anton and Anton ignores her. No one wants to talk and Anton is very relieved of that. Anton believes that they will only follow Bern to the end.
"Mr Mark, Ailen Theor."
A person with silver hair and blue eyes that looked holy stared coldly at Uen who was a prince of kings. Uen also looked at him coldly. Ailen Theor, Duke Theor's son from the west.
'Who put that cold head together?'
That's what everyone thinks. They feel like they will freeze if they approach them.
They turned their faces away and Uen refocused on Bern who was still silent. Zion glanced at the innocent Lewis.
"All right, you can start. Please don't break the wall when it's frustrating."
Those pounds entered the labyrinth without much thought because it was just an ordinary labyrinth full of dead end traps.
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...**Connected**...