It was a long battle.

It was a life that exceeded four digits in the number of people wielding spears, stabbing, and cutting down at the forefront of the country.

Among them, there must have been dozens of people whose names were widely known.

Although he may not have won every battle, he has never lost a single battle.

He was given the rank of Viscount in the Imperial Court when he stabbed the throat of the second known knight in an enemy kingdom.

After saving Tanasia, a battle mage, he married her and had two children.

Even after retirement, if difficulties arose in the management of the territory, he maintained the family line by catching and selling monsters that could make money.

Everything was an achievement built under a single spear.

Ever since he risked his life to fight, there has never been a moment when he didn’t do his best in any minor battle.

“I want to see how strong you are.”

It was the same when I confronted Tanasia, who suddenly made a meaningful sound right before we got married and asked for a fight with me.

“Father, would you mind telling me your opinion on spearmanship?”

It was the same when he sparred with his daughter, Delphina, who started holding and wielding a spear from the time her hair grew thick.

never lost

In mock matches, not actual matches, some handicaps were added, but despite that, he never really allowed his opponent to win.

Standing as a representative of all soldiers means having that level of ability.

That’s why I had to be able to win comfortably even when I was fighting against my son Conrad, who returned from the academy today.

He had never lost against his wife, who was several times stronger than his son, but he couldn’t lose to his son, who had just become a 4th-circle wizard.

… Maybe I was underestimating my son too much.

Until last year, I couldn’t imagine that I would have accomplished the feat of climbing to the 4th circle in one semester because I was thinking of my son who was struggling because he could not free himself from the 2nd circle.

But what surprised me more than that was something else from the start.

After avoiding Conrad’s wild magic from the beginning as much as possible and blowing the flying huge flames with his spear, he creates space.

When I closed the distance with my son without a moment’s delay, a sword I hadn’t seen before came out of the cloak.

It was enough movement to baffle me, as I’d never seen a bladed weapon hold it.

Brilliant. The two blades clashed with a sound.

It was a blow with the intention of ending it all at once, so just having the attack blocked just once made my posture a bit disturbed.

I realized in that moment. That that was the biggest goal his son was aiming for.

The magic that seemed to have been memorized separately from the beginning penetrated my gaps in an instant.

It was too fleeting a moment to avoid with physical ability alone.

At that point, it was as if I had already lost.

Because I unconsciously used the upper herbivore shadow meeting against my son.

It was a technique that the body reacted and jumped out only when using an opponent who was truly equal.

Even in the sparring with Tanasia, he instinctively brought out a skill he had never used before.

That alone already meant that my brain rated my son’s skills higher than Tanasia.

It happened because he unconsciously recognized Conrad as a match against a real sword opponent.

It was a feeling I hadn’t felt in a long time.

The feeling of a life-and-death game that can only be felt after nearly 20 years after retiring from the frontlines.

If he hadn’t used the shadow meeting at that moment, the outcome of the match might have been different.

Even the current Conrad has the potential to put me in danger, and how strong he will be by the time he graduates from the academy.

It was a very bright day for my son’s future.

Viscount Dmitry Perdalos, excerpts from his diary.

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After returning from the academy to his hometown of Perdalos, two weeks had already passed.

During the two weeks, the things I did were also quite few.

First of all, the first change was a slight change to my morning exercise routine.

How many times have you wondered how often you run into your father during morning workouts?

Now he was teaching me how to handle the sword myself.

“The sword you wield is definitely swift and destructive, but if you wield it for a long time, it will probably consume a lot of stamina.

Fortunately, even a mage with no physical strength has studied how to wield a weapon without getting tired, so Conrad, I will tell you about it.”

Certainly, as my father said, the way I wield the sword did not take into account the consumption of stamina.

It’s probably because it’s based on the sword he learned from Stella.

It must have been difficult for her to imagine that she lacked the stamina to wield a sword.

The natural movement of my sword also often imitated her swordsmanship.

Of course, it was only half the weight of a long sword, so it was relatively less tiring.

I always use body strengthening magic and wind magic, so I didn’t think it was such a big obstacle even now.

Recalling the sparring I had with my father not too long ago, I changed my mind to some extent.

After wielding the sword and staff with both hands for over 30 minutes, fatigue gradually built up on my shoulders no matter how much support I had.

In particular, the movement of the left arm, which had been holding the broadsword the whole time, became the slowest.

If I hadn’t been tired there, would I have been able to win a sum from my father?

It was also inevitable that such lingering feelings would arise.

Of course, the war hero Dmitri Perdalos was also famous for his indefatigable stamina, so you might ask what the difference is between learning from his father and learning from Stella.

In the first place, your father’s way of handling this weapon was not a training method for you to use.

As it was originally, it must have been the result of research intended to give mother a secondary armament.

Actually, my mother didn’t like holding a weapon other than a staff, so it ended up being an attempt.

As a result, the benefit came back to me as a son, so there was no reason for me to refuse.

After spending the morning taking private lessons from my father that way.

In the afternoon, I would help my mother with her work and participate in what I could to help manage the estate.

I came down to my hometown for summer vacation, but there was no time to rest.

‘Shoot aaa… .’

At the tip of the staff, the magic-generated waterfall quickly filled the reservoir.

The water level in the reservoir, which had been almost empty until a week ago, rose little by little thanks to my magic.

As of today, it has reached more than eight percent of its capacity.

It probably had enough capacity to get through this summer.

“Oh, I survived thanks to Master Conrad.”

“I thought farming was ruined this year. What would have happened if Master Conrad hadn’t been there… .”

“It’s really fortunate to be able to farm in the Perdalos estate.”

Since there was not much precipitation in the spring of this year, the agricultural water stored was already out of stock a few days ago.

When looking back on memories from previous lives. The next heavy rain would have to be at least in the fall.

If I hadn’t been there, I would have had to give up more than half of the fields with tears in my eyes.

My mother can handle the four attributes, but she is not well versed in water magic.

Of course, producing enough water to fill a reservoir like I am now was an impossible task.

Of course, I was only a 1st class wizard at this time in my past life, so at most I would have been limited to saving one or two small vegetable gardens.

Even though it was the same water creation magic, the 1st and 4th circles had different scales.

There was enough time to fill up the reservoirs as well as the water needed for the fields throughout the territory.

He even ate the heart of the dragon he received as a prize for winning the hunting festival.

The increased mana sensitivity helped a lot in reducing the mana consumption.

Since one of the infrastructure projects of the Perdalos Territory was saved, the next thing to start was to wipe out the monsters.

Repeat going in and out of the undeveloped forest near the manor to deal with the monsters multiplying in the forest, another week.

When he had a busy day and dealt with all the monsters threatening the territory.

The number of monsters I dealt with after coming to Perdalos Territory eventually reached four digits.

Originally, it was something my father had no choice but to do, but he told me that he could rest as much as this summer when I came down.

There were no particularly strong monsters in the forest near the territory, so it was a job that didn’t even require the power of a war hero.

Above all, my magic was much more efficient than my father’s in wiping out a large number of monsters at once.

“I just finished tidying up. Maybe for a while there won’t be any monsters attacking and threatening you in this forest.”

“As expected, you are the Viscount’s son. Besides, to be able to deal with so many monsters in a short period of time, it seems that you are much faster than the Viscount.”

It was a natural story.

No matter how much my father said he could stab more than five times in one second, I was able to memorize nine different spells in the same second.

Its range and range were far greater than my father’s spearmanship.

I know my dad is the strongest in 1v1 combat of anyone I know, but when it comes to 1v1 multiplayer, the story is a little different.

No matter how long I tried to cut and stab monsters with my long spear, the limit was five or six at a time.

That’s only true when the conditions are right. In the end, most of them had to kill one monster with a single stab.

Even a father who was like an iron man would inevitably get tired if he stabbed him close to a thousand times.

You should have relied on your senses even to search for the location of monsters in the forest.

I was able to figure out the approximate location of the monsters by using magic detection, so in many ways, it was much more efficient for me to do this myself.

“The ones dragged out of the forest are all edible, so you can call the villagers and share them with everyone.”

“Gwa, are you okay? Are you willing to share it like this?”

“Anyway, if you want to go out of the territory and sell them, they cost more to transport. If that’s the case, I’d rather have the residents fill my stomach, because that’s what makes me happier.”

“Go, thank you, Bocchan!”

“Thank you, Master Conrad!”

Even in all of my previous lives, I don’t think I’ve ever received so many thanks from the residents of the territory.

Having the power to solve problems was certainly a good thing in many ways.

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The point when there was only one day left before leaving the manor.

smart.

As I was packing up to go back to the academy, I heard two knocks outside the door.

“Bocchan, is it okay if I go in now?”

“Yes listen… .”

profit.

The apprentice maid opened the door and came in before I finished my words.

With a triumphant expression on his face, he thrust the leather sack in his hand toward me.

One hand, not two.

“I-I went without a mistake this time, Bocchan!”

“… … .”

As if she didn’t even know how many rude things she had committed in this short time, he pointed out each of her mistakes one by one with his last warmth before leaving.

“Rine.”

“Yes, too, young master!”

“Didn’t you learn that when a servant enters the master’s room, he knocks three times?”

“Yes, yes.”

“And after permission is given, it opens the door two seconds later. It’s not like he cuts off while he’s talking.”

“I’m sorry.”

“And if it’s not an urgent matter, say hello after entering the room. The last time you hand over something, you have to put it on a tray and pass it with both hands.”

“All right, I’ll be careful next time.”

Rene, the apprentice maid who was so confident, lowered her head at my repeated remarks.

At first glance, it looked like he hadn’t grown at all, still full of mistakes.

Surprisingly, this look is much better than it was two weeks ago.

Perhaps if it was her from two weeks ago, she would have burst open the door without knocking, or stumbled on the threshold and spilled the contents of the sack.

For two weeks, every time she made a mistake, it was worth calling the head maid.

“Are you going to send it to the head maid again… ?”

Faced with my unpleasant reaction, Line looked at me with worried eyes.

I let out a shallow sigh and shook my head slightly.

“Okay, it’s the last day, so I’ll see you.”

“Go, thank you, Bocchan!”

“Instead, the next time you come back, you should be better. If you stay like this, you won’t be able to get out of the apprentice maid even after seven years.”

“Yes Yes… .”

Before putting the sack of roasted peanuts he had received from her into his luggage.

I was curious about the strange smell coming from the sack, so I inadvertently opened the contents.

“… … .”

Sure enough, what was in the sack was not roasted peanuts, but roasted coffee beans.

She sighed spontaneously when she made a mistake even with this simple errand.

“Rine.”

“Yes, Bocchan.”

“You’d better stop thinking about being a probationary maid for the rest of your life.”

“Uh, why are you swearing the day before you leave?!”

Well, put your hand on your chest and ask yourself.