149 – Love Front (2)

It was unfortunate for Alphonse, but when the children left the mansion, the sparring had already ended.

Only the broken ground supporting Damian and Reinhardt can only indirectly remind us of how intense their clash was.

Alphonse scanned the marks left on the ground and imagined how they fought.

There were a total of 4 broken wooden swords within a 30 meter radius of Damian and Reinhardt. Two were located not far from where the two were standing, and the other two swords were in each person’s hand. The broken shapes were different for each of them, so it seemed like they knew who broke which one.

Two were relatively clean with broken sections, and two were completely powdered. Reinhardt was shaking off the powder from the broken wooden sword in his hand, so it was easy to tell which belonged to whom.

A warrior who has reached a certain level does not easily lose the weapon in his hand.

Because you know what to do to reduce the damage of your weapon, and you know how to break the opponent’s weapon. Even so, the fact that the swords of the two broke four times must mean that a battle was fought that was as difficult to divide as superior and inferior.

While examining the wooden swords scattered on the floor, Alphonse couldn’t help but admire the traces he thought Reinhardt had left behind.

The cut edges were so clean that if they were put together, it would be difficult to tell if they had been cut. And it was a shock to the boy that it was Reinhardt, not his brother Damian, who left such traces.

It would be almost like a miracle to be able to do this with a swordsman of the same rank, but the fact that it was not once, but both times, was an indirect confirmation of how excellent a swordsman he was.

Certainly, as befits a swordsman’s successor, Reinhardt’s achievement with the sword seems to be no lower than Damian’s. Honestly, looking at the traces of his sword breaking, it was safe to assume that he had the upper hand in terms of the sharpness of his sword skills.

In his heart, Alphonse still thought of Damian’s superiority, but seeing the marks left on the sword, he couldn’t do that anymore. Even if he thought about replacing the wooden sword with an iron sword, it didn’t seem like he would be able to cut it like this.

However, on the other hand, even if the thing in Reinhardt’s hand was a steel sword rather than a wooden sword, Damian must have turned it into powder, so in the end, what the two said earlier was correct.

Like a broken wooden sword, the surroundings of the two people were messed up, but mysteriously, the people who made it were as clean as if there was no dust on them.

As I said lightly because it was an exercise after eating, it must have been nothing more than a really light sparring for them, unlike the scars carved on the ground.

In terms of the number of broken swords, they were tied and didn’t look tired, so they could have done more if they wanted to, but the two didn’t seem to have any intention of continuing the sparring. Alphonse swallowed regret at the fact that he would not be able to see the two of them exchanging swords.

Even if I put personal curiosity aside, Alphonse was also immature, but since he was an unmanned man, it was clear that he had something new to learn from the fight between two men who were several times stronger than me.

However, because it was Damian and Reinhardt who had no way to know Alphonse’s regret, the two of them had already finished their sparring and were talking innocently.

“I always think about it, but there is such a thing as a degree of post-meal exercise. If I do this, my full stomach will go away.”

“? What’s the problem? If you’re hungry, shouldn’t you just eat that much?”

“Yes. That’s true, but… let’s have some time to enjoy a bit of satiety. Don’t just run out right after you ate like this. If we eat here again, you’re not going to come out and ask us to do this again. What a bastard’s life You can’t afford it. You can afford it.”

Reinhardt nodded at Damian’s words, but Damian looked at him with empty eyes, perhaps knowing that this was reflexive. Even if he didn’t say ‘You’re just nodding again’, his eyes were saying that.

That’s how it is, but Alphonse knew that he was the one who said that. Damian in the South was a person who was far from the word leisure enough to live busy solving his duties as the head of a small household since Alphonse was able to call his family by name.

Still, talking like that was Alphonse, who thought that his older brother, who had been temporarily freed from his duties in Sogaju, might have had some time to relax here, but after seeing Reinhardt in front of his eyes, he changed his mind and said it wasn’t.

With a person like that as a friend, wouldn’t it be different from now?

So Damian talked to Reinhardt with a troubled face, and when he found the children outside, he returned with a playful face as if he had never done that and approached Elena.

“Everyone came out earlier than expected. Did Elena eat all the macaroons there?”

“Demian!!! Even if it’s me, I can’t eat all that many macaroons! Haley ate too!”

“Did you eat it all…?”

Dessert was as large as the table was set, but when the two of them ate it all, Damian’s face went blank.

Of course, it wasn’t without the meaning of a joke, so when Elena protested by inflating her cheeks at Damian’s words, he smiled mischievously and poked her cheek with his finger. When your finger touches the soft ball, it looks soft just by looking at it. Afterwards, Elena also counterattacked by poking Damian’s side with her finger, but it was a counterattack that did not feel offensive at all.

Alphonse learned from Maria, the head maid of the mansion, that weight and eating are sensitive issues for women, but he did not feel particularly strange about Damian and Elena’s conversation. Perhaps the only person in the world who could pull a prank like that on her was her older brother.

Alphonse knows that pranks like that are acceptable because Damian and Elena have a deep relationship.

I’ve never seen Elena get angry with anyone before, but if someone other than Damian pranked her like that, she wouldn’t be easily taken over.

It wasn’t hard to imagine what would happen if she got angry, seeing as she wiped out the waves of monsters at once in the last hunting tournament.

Alphonse felt his heart warm at the sight of Damian and Elena’s affection for the first time in a while, but it soon became stuffy.

This was probably due to a feeling of envy.

What Alphonse felt envy about was not his character, but his actions.

Seeing Hayley talking to Elena, Alphonse felt a heat rise in his face inertia. When he sees someone he likes, his face gets so hot that he doesn’t know what to do, but he looks so envious and amazing when he acts so familiarly.

Of course, Alphonse knew better than anyone that Damian and Elena weren’t like that from the start, but envy was envy.

‘me too…’

He clenched his fist and made a promise, but even to Alphonse himself, his fist seemed too small. Honestly, no matter what I confessed to her now, she thought it was just a child’s hasty mind, and even if I passed it on, she had nothing to say. In fact, he was too young.

When I met Damian again in Luden, when he told me that he seemed to have grown a lot more than before, I was very happy inside. It seemed that he was getting closer to the adult he wanted so much. But the reality is that there is still a long way to go.

Hadn’t she been conscious of Hailey and avoiding Lizerote’s gaze until just now? He wasn’t guilty of anything, but he didn’t have to, but the fact that Haley was there made him notice.

Both physically and mentally, he is still too young. That obvious fact made Alphonse feel frustrated.

“It’s a pity. I thought the couple’s sparring had already ended. If it was something like this, it would have been better to see it with your own eyes.”

A voice from behind took Alphonse out of his mind. Lizerote stood there looking at herself. Like Alphonse, the girl seemed to know how to look at what was left on the ground and how the couplets were going.

Hey, she was also a daughter of a samurai family, so reading the sword marks might be a natural skill in a way.

Now that his head had cooled down a bit, Alphonse realized that he had been rude to Rize at the dinner table. It was the same for both of them not saying hello to each other, but if you think about it, she had already given Alphonse a signal several times, and Alphonse was deliberately ignoring it.

Since this was obviously his own fault, Alphonse, thinking about how to apologize, saw a wooden sword flying toward him with the sound of air cracking.

Since it was a sword that flew without an owner, it was easy to snatch it. He had no strength to fly, so he must have thrown it to catch it in the first place. When he tried to find out who had thrown the wooden sword, he saw Lizerote holding the same wooden sword in one hand.

she said with a laugh.

“Shall we try too?”