Chapter 14

༺ The First Letter (14) ༻

It has been a few days since I started practicing with Seria.

Of course, it hasn’t been very successful so far. After all, Seria was still a swordsman with superior skills than me, so, in a way, as a result of that I was the one who improved while watching Seria.

Training with her also changed my daily schedule a lot.

First, the amount of training time increased significantly. I used to always invest more than three hours a day in self-training, but it was nothing compared to Seria’s amount of training.

I swung my sword with her every dawn. I swung it even during breaks, and I swung my sword even at sunset.

I couldn’t be with her throughout the whole day of training, but since I told her that I would help, I had the obligation to do my best.

A noble must always keep his words. The words of a commoner and the words of an aristocrat differed in their weight. That is why we enjoyed wealth and glory at the expenses of the lower class.

Of course, as the second son of a countryside Viscountcy, it was rather funny for me out of everyone to talk about the duties of an aristocrat.

However, after spending a few days together, it was not like there were no results. First of all, I could understand Seria better than before.

The new things I learned about Seria were the following:

First, Seria lacked any common sense regarding human relationships. This had so far remained only in the realm of conjectures, but day by day I gained more and more confidence in my hypothesis.

For example, her reaction to my last attempt at flirting.

Come to think of it, I wasn’t even sure that Seria was ‘Sepia’, so I thought it might be weird of me to suddenly praise her appearance. So the next day, I offered her a sincere apology.