BJ Swordmaster

Lucas looked down at the ring with eyes wet with emotion.

"In here, Henry. A long time ago. So it contains the promises that our ancestors have made."

"Promise?"

"You can call it a promise, you can call it a declaration. It was a time of fame for Camilton's knights. Your grandfather knew the exact value of this item. You said that all the treasures of the family could not be compared.”

"What exactly is it?”

"…The problem is that I don't know it. Your grandfather didn't tell me. You said you'd find out when the time came, but that time didn't come."

Lucas Camilton smiled awkwardly.

I protected the heirloom, but I couldn't convey that meaning.

But maybe.

I was hoping Henry might find out.

"Take it."

Lucas handed over the ring. Henry accepted with an awkward face.

"It's only natural to go to you. You don't have to feel pressured."

"Thank you. I feel weird."

"This father is more."

It was a natural story. Lucas's life has been longer than Henry's. It was a time of consideration.

Henry put the ring in his finger.

"It fits perfectly."

"That's a relief."

"You're the only one who knows this place, aren't you?”

"The Earl of Redwood knows. I had to get a place here."

It's better not to tell anyone by nature.

However, there is no lord who would not regard it as strange that he would settle next to his estate.

Lucas didn't reveal all the facts, but he had to be honest to some extent.

This place is very significant to the Duke of Camilton, and there are also symbolic objects that he delivers to the family every time he succeeds to the generation after generation.

"I'll look into it."

"Do you recognize me?"

"How do you use it? It won't be easy, but we'll find out one day."

Lucas nodded pleasedly.

I thought Henry could do that. I also felt like I had put down a piece of luggage that had occupied my heart by handing it over to my son.

"Yes, Henry, if it were you."

It may not be possible.

It wouldn't be an easy process if it were possible.

But Camilton had nothing more to ask for just by saying that he would do it.

Of course.

Henry meant it in a different way.

"As expected, you can buy information on this ring."

Sponsored stores.

"Information" was also treated as a product where all kinds of things in the world were sold.

It means that you can fully understand what the Camilton family heirloom is like by paying the price.

But not now.

"We'll film the video separately. My father must have a lot to say right now."

Henry ended the recording. Since the video was uploaded, the rest of the work was up to the flame solo.

I wish I could give you something.’

Henry was in a position to do nothing for the manager. There was no way.

Fortunately, the two managers didn't seem to have any complaints about him, but they can't just get help as they do now.

'Anyway.'

It was not a matter of concern now. Lucas had a half blank face. Carefully, Henry pointed toward the stairs.

"Shall we go up now?"

"……Yes. Are you going to sleep over?"

"I'm coming back today.”

"Well thought. I'll be able to graduate soon, so I'd rather have the time to relax."

Lucas Camilton looked at Henry's hand. There was a ring with dragon patterns on it.

Camilton's name is unbroken.

"There's no reason to stay here now."

Lucas, who said so, was smiling with no ease.

***

The Royal Knights Academy of Ballaran.

In principle, it was just an educational institution that nurtures the best talent of Ballaran, but it was actually a place that had enough power to maintain positive relationships with aristocrats from all walks of life.

The reason was simple.

For the nobility of this country, the Knights was the easiest way to reveal their power.

There are three criteria for judging the value of the Knights.

It was the number of knights, the average ability, and the level of the leader who led the Knights.

What is the most important part of the population?

It was the leader's ability.

Many of the knights were attracted to the existence of a leader who could be trusted and followed, rather than to the power of the family.

And in order to get an article that was good enough to be the chief, it was necessary to get the support of dean Versailles Bergent.

The top-ranked trainees were favored by the dean. It's natural that you showed talent and received support accordingly.

In the end, the dean's will have to be strongly applied to the process of students choosing "family."

"I look forward to your kind cooperation."

"Isn't the decision the student himself makes?”

"Of course…….”

"As dean, it's all about leading all the students to make the right decisions. That's what I think, Dean Bon."

"You're absolutely right."

Marquis Damon's man bent over and over to the dean. Damon was also a member of the teenage aristocracy, but he did not dare to be arrogant to the dean.

Even if Marquis Damon had visited, the relationship would not have changed much. I had to lower my head to the dean in order to recruit outstanding articles.

"I'll see you again."

"I'll be happy to wait."

The man has left. He handed over gold, saying, "I look forward to your kind cooperation this year," and delivered the name of the student he wanted.

The dean was a satisfactory amount, too.

It's like this.

The man's document went into the "first drawer" of his desk.

There were documents in it that needed to be considered positively.

Each time the drawer went down one floor by one, it meant that the document was relatively less important.

The dean checked his watch.

It was time for the next guest to visit.

"Come on in."

This time it was a man with a dark impression. His eyes were pale as if he hadn't slept for days already, and his beard and hair were disheveled.

The dean nodded as if he was satisfied with the man's condition.

"You've been through a lot this month, too."

"It's my belief that I work as much as I get paid."

"Did you make it back?”

"That's……."

The man scratched his beard with an embarrassing look on his face.

"We need to start over from scratch. You'll never be able to retrieve it under this condition.”

"……I'm sure you've already paid for it.”

"We need to do that again. The pricing is wrong. Let's just say they're people you go with, but your goal this time is three-star. It's never going to work with existing costs."

The dean opened his eyes wide.

"What are you saying now…"… Did you say three-star? Henry Camilton?

"I saw it with my own eyes. I'm sure."

The man explained the situation he saw. A fairly large battle took place, where Henry Camilton showed his skills.

"At least I hit three stars. Maybe it's more than that. It would have been dangerous for me to approach it more."

The lie was not mixed at all.

The dean also decided that what the man said was true.

"Three stars…… Good. Let's cancel this one. You don't have to pay me back."

"Is it real?"

This time, the man was surprised. Whoever the dean is. It was the dean who held enormous gold but was too strict about spending.

"I'll call you next time. I'd like to say goodbye for today.… oh, if I've got one wrong."

"It's unconditional. I'm sure. If you saw something wrong, I'll pay you three times as much as a penalty. What do you say?"

"What a reasonable condition."

"So I'm leaving? You have nothing else to say?”

The man opened his hands and asked, and the dean nodded.

Necklace was no big deal now.

According to the original plan, Henry Camilton was planning to "lose" the artifact and charge the cost to the family he chooses after graduation.

That alone made more than 10,000 gold in profit.

It has been a job that has been relatively consistent with sufficient ransom, but this time it seemed necessary to make an exception.

"A three-star knight!’

As soon as the news spread, the nobles, who said they would lose their power, would send messages, and it was clear that there would be people from the Royal Knights.

Since then, Henry Camilton's value has been literally what he calls.

Even hundreds of thousands of gold wasn't enough.

'But...' That's not good enough.’

The dean still had a task left.

As the information was obtained through an informal route, it was necessary to "formally" verify Henry's skills.

Click.

The dean pressed the call button on the desk.

"Deliver it to Chief Instructor Russo. Visit the dean's office as soon as you finish today's schedule."

***

"I don't know."

"Then there's a problem. What do you think is your mission as an instructor?”

"It's about raising children right."

After receiving a sudden call from the dean, Russo was openly expressing his unpleasant feelings.

What others would not dare to do.

But Russo was in a position to be desired.

"We raise them properly...….”

"And I know what the dean wants, but once he decides to hide his skills, he can never figure it out."

"Even a senior instructor?"

"Yes."

"Did the instructor think so, too?”

"What do you mean?"

"The fact that Henry Camilton was hiding his skills. Dean Bon misunderstood the instructor.”

"It's also……."

"I thought you were deliberately hiding it."

The dean gave a subtle look. Russo made an impression.

"I don't hide anything. Also, I don't think Henry Camilton hid anything."

"That's what I'm saying.”

"Yes."

"Get out of here. This conversation has made sure that you understand what the instructor is saying.”

"I'm just grateful that you know my beliefs as an educator."

"You're welcome."

Leaving the smiling dean behind, Russo walked out of the dean's room.

I've got something. Apparently, that's the only way the old fox was pushing people this way.'

Russo has been through the dean for a long time.

That's why I'm so anxious right now.

I tried not to reveal it in front of the dean, but once the dean came out in that manner, it meant he had some solid evidence.

'As soon as Henry gets back... '….’

I felt like I had to move busily.

What if Henry is officially recognized as a three-star?

Henry's ransom will soar endlessly.

Of course.

That's not something Camilton can afford.

A teen aristocrat at least.… No, we'll have to rule out the count. Two dukes and three marquis, and a royal intervention.’

In fact, the Royal Knights are the best at the level of funds or groups, but the variable was that the trainee should "choose himself."

This is why other aristocrats can meet without giving up.

But Henry made it clear to Russo the other day.

He said he'd take over the family.’

If you become a royal knight, you can maintain your castle. But it doesn't seem like that's what Henry wants.

It was clear that he dreamed of standing up for himself, only under the name of Camilton.

"Austin!"

Gulp!

Russo opened his own training door and entered. If Henry came back, he'd head here first, otherwise Austin'd be there.

The prediction was right.

"Trainer? What's the matter?”

"What about Henry? He's not back yet?"

"Not yet. He hasn't called me.”

Russo smacked his lips with disappointment. It was actually a matter of course. How long has it been since he left?

He even said he had to see his father, so he probably won't be back until tomorrow.

"Austin, there's a problem."

BJ Swordmaster

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