The Rise of the Sword Expert
Rest Like a Young Man

This is the second time Bastian has found me asleep outside. My clothes were open, the chest of the field visible from the clothes that were exposed.

Bastian checked me out if I was drunk. But the smell of alcohol would not smell because I did not drink it.

It seems, the time I spent with Renia resurrected my past again. I dream about my family. It didn't feel as sad as it used to be, but it still made a hole of loss that made me sigh long.

I went out to look for the wind and ended up sleeping under the sky again. Even Tanka didn't realize that.

Shooting from my behavior, Bastian gave me Camomile tea to calm my stiffened nerves. I smell this tea, the smell is soothing. But I actually prefer coffee.

Bastian's old face wrinkled, he often told me to rest, go to bed early occasionally, or take a vacation to enjoy youth. But the crazy soul worked on Akion, it only got crazier when I kept it.

"Please be spent, Mr. Akion."

I think I sipped the warm tea in the refreshing morning air.

"If you want to take a vacation, then take a vacation, Mr. Akion. The baron won't be mad."

I laugh. That's a great idea, it's just that I honestly consider this to be my vacation. Every single thing in this world amuses me, and I find it interesting. A vacation? It is only needed when I sleep

"You need to be like Mr. Harzem every once in a while. But I beg you, don't keep up." He cleared his throat once recalling Harzem's overly free behavior.

I put the tea glass on the table, I opened my partially unbuttoned shirt.

"I'm not interested, Bastian."

He stared at my wound-filled body with mixed feelings of awe and pity. He must have thought of something again. I've memorized his views like that. He must have thought hard about my young life.

Bastian took the clothes I had taken off, I went into the bathroom with him still there. While I was taking a shower, he prepared the clothes I was going to wear.

"I need an assistant to arrange all this bookkeeping."

Bastian's face was happy. That's what he wanted it to seem.

"That's right, sir. We need an assistant." She's excited.

Sanktessy's finances are slowly improving, certainly taking on an assistant is not a problem. But looking for the competent, and faithful is something different.

"alright. Let's talk about it next time. Come in, Levian."

I know Levian has been standing at the door since a few seconds ago. I don't know why he didn't knock and stood up.

"Mr Akion the security chief's matter has been well resolved. He's been removed from his post, now we're running a competition to find the right people."

I listened with a nod. Levian has earned a reputation as my right-hand man. He is doing well, and as a payment people respect him like they respect me, when he never asks for it.

A bit of a story about Levian's past, he comes from a Knight family in the Sanktessy region, and an orphan since childhood. You can imagine how hard his life was at that time. When he stole the hard wheat bread, my father helped him and took him to the mansion. Gave her clothes, gave her shelter, and gave her an education.

The blood of the Knights from both of his parents flowed

vividly. He was talented, and it was decided by my father to take care of me. In between his time looking after me, he taught me and understood that I was a very talented genius. He was very happy and enthusiastic about it. Sometimes he sticks to me like a brother, sometimes like a teacher, and sometimes like a worker. He is able to adjust.

"Mr Akion, aren't you going to the training ground?" Levian opened his voice.I shook his head slowly. Understand that this old man in front of me is forcing me not to practice, and is still generously allowing me to complete all the paperwork of the Sanktessy affair.

Levian retreat. He didn't ask me why I wouldn't come to the training ground. Tanka wiggled her legs, sitting in the picture frame looking at me grimly.

There's something he wants again. I know it.

Bastian looked at me suspiciously. He ascertained his ears whether he had been in the budek phase due to age. I moved my hand slowly so she wouldn't feel that way.

"Do you need anything, Mr Akion?" tanya worry.

"Give me a cold drink" I asked him who immediately walked out.

It's hot weather, making my body stifling. I should have also brought a stone where water to cool the room. It was my fault, taking only the visible and the closest.

In a few days I will make sure to pick it up and plant it in every corner of the house to make the air cool.

"Akion, why are you trying so hard for someone else?" Our faces were facing, questions I had not expected would come out of his mouth right now.

"It's for me" I said quickly.

My hand signed some documents that I had read carefully. Then the stamp of the Sanktessy family that my father entrusted to me I stuck it to the file.

"It's confusing." Tanka shrugged both of her shoulders.

I should have realized why Tanka was alone, why she wasn't with the other fairies. But my mouth is too heavy to ask anything that might be very sensitive to him.

"I like my territory and I don't like being stepped on. Humiliated even humiliated."

I remember all the footage of the persecution scene that Haikal had done to me back then. It hurts, I don't have the ability to fight, and I'm a coward.

"So you did it for your pride?"

I'm nodding. That's not wrong.

"It turns out your self-esteem is very high, Akion," he said.

"It's needed to live my way, Tanka. You should know."

Don't be naive, the world isn't nice to you. Don't lower your standards, you will definitely be deceived by it and regret it. Set a high standard for your self-esteem, make them unable to step on you and it will be able to protect well

Tanka didn't ask again. Now it is the open sound of paper that is only heard. Her long enough residence made this little earth elf decide to meditate on gathering her magic, and I finished the paperwork quickly.

I yawned once. Writing is boring, it's like a magic spell telling you to fall asleep. The glass of cold drink that Bastian was given could be empty, the dew of water that was on the outer side of the glass flowed and soaked my desk.

I let out a breath. I need to move my muscles, but Bastian will look at me with a sharp gaze, or continue to whine at me.

"Sister!" The door opened wide, his high voice making me quite surprised. What is it about Renia who used to be afraid of me? He came to my office with passion.

"I heard you're not going to practice today."

I nodded confused.

"Come, we're having a picnic." He laughed like a child.

Then Nami came with a messy breath, she must have chased after Renia with all her might.

"I'm sorry for Miss Renia, Mr. Akion."

"Nothing to forgive. Please prepare everything," I replied subtly.

His face met with Renia's confused face. With Renia's small smile, she understood his meaning. Then with an awkward gesture he left my room.