The Author Is Speechless

A week later.

"Are you sure he's going to be alright?"

"He is as strong as a 25 years old man now. He's going to be alright. "

Viktor was getting prepared to see Alberto's duel with his brothers. There was a huge crowd in front of the duke's property. So many noble families were invited to enjoy the tournament.

The duke was a confinement man. So he was really confident that his elder son is going to win. And he could have a chance to kick him out of the household. That's why he arranged such a party to destroy his younger son's reputation to the point of him becoming a slave.

-The noble society will see the power of the little one.

Viktor opened a book and started to write something. It was his notebook that he always keep inside his crest dimensional pocket.

"What are you writing?" Rae saw him writing something in a whole different language.

When he writes that empty book, Rae could feel something entering his body. When he tries to catch that wave, he felt an enormous amount of power from the guardian he is bonded to.

"It's a story, I am writing this for the guardian of knowledge. " Viktor says.

"He likes your book ?"

"Maybe? But I'm trying my best not to disappoint him"

Tiktiktik!!

The sound of the door knocking startled Viktor and he quickly put his notebook inside his left crest.

He opened the door and he saw another stable worker.

"The Duke's youngest son challenged his brothers to a duel. So the duke is calling every servant of this household. "

"Oh, okay I am coming."

Both Viktor and Rae went into the main house training ground. It was so big and well paved.

There was a separate gallery for the noble people to seat and the workers of the house were standing beside the training ground.

Viktor looked around and saw there were personal soldiers of the duke making fun of the youngest son.

Some people were chatting about how dumb the youngest one while cheering for the eldest and the middle child. But they had no idea they were going to face a monster today.

-Keep laughing at him. My Alberto is going to win the duel and throw dirt on their faces.

"The duel is already starting. " Viktor said and went in front of the crowd to see Alberto.

Alberto found him in the crowd in a second and waved at him.

"Haha! That kid has grown up."

Viktor waved back at him.

"He is happy for some reason. "

Rae turned into a squirrel to avoid the crowd and sit on Viktor's shoulder to see the tournament comfortably.

"When did you get on my shoulder?"

"Just now."

"So you can turn into different animals? Is this one of your powers?"

"No comment"

-That punk...

"Yes, he's a good kid," Rae answered.

"Yes, he is."

At 9 am. The whole family of the duke, the formal duke of the house and some other nobles came as a guest to see the duel between the candidates of the duke.

So the duke declared, If he's able to win one single match, he will be promoted as a candidate for this house.

Everyone laughed at him but it because it was impossible...

-Keep laughing you, people. Even if you throw him away, I will raise him and make him a duke by myself.

Viktor was ready to take him in as his little brother...

At the training ground.

"I see you are here Alberto."

His first brother said.

But Alberto was silent.

This was also part of his lessons.

--"When you're opponent wants to talk, that means he is taking to provoke you and make you attack him carelessly. This will give them an upper-hand . You might lose your life if you do that.

Instead, keep a cool head and be silent. Never take your eyes off from your opponent in front of you.

Keep silent until he gets angry by not answering his questions. This will make him come at you carelessly, and you will win the battle. "

Viktor told him this trick every time they fought.

"Why are you looking at me like that you piece of shit?"

But Alberto didn't even move a hair.

"Tsk, this is annoying!! "

He was getting angrier for his quietness.

"If you're going to stare at me like, I will just come at you and poke those eyes out!!!!"

Just like his big brother said, He came running toward him with a real sword.

"I will kill you today!!!!!"

"I must thank my big brother!"

Alberto smiled and he blocked his swords.

The clanging sound of their sword makes the crowd scream in excitement. They had no idea how he blocked a critical attack but it was entertaining to them.

"How did you block my attack?"

"I almost died while training with my big brother! That's why!"

And Alberto used a blue aura on his sword to cut off his iron sword like butter.

The eldest son was standing there with the handle of the bladeless sword and the gallery became silent.

His eyes were full of fear because Alberto's attack was so close to his neck that could separate his head from his body.

So, the duel was over.

The gallery was silent because it wasn't the result they were expecting!

The other nobles who didn't know the situation inside the house so they cheered for Alberto and praised the duke that he has raised a great and strong son.

Alberto's grandfather was happy to see him win. So he hugged him and gave him his ring as a gift for winning the match.

The duke had nothing to do but reclaim his honour as the duke's candidate.

As a reward, the formal duke of the house gave him the sword of holiness. His honour was again restored in the house.

In the afternoon in Viktor's room.

"Hah!! That was a great match. I am so proud of my Alberto."

"That boy is really strong now. I guess he won't be facing any difficulty living in that household right?"

"Yes, you're right.

-I feel like I've totally changed his character settings.

But it's okay. It's a real world. Not some character from my novel.

Tiktiktik!

Viktor opened the door and saw Alberto in his formal getup. He was looking like an actual duke's son who was going to become a duke of the country in the future.

"Is this what it feels like to be a parent?"

Viktor became dramatic and he started fake crying.

"Don't be such a dramatic man. I am here to listen to the story. And our last duel until we meet again ."

"Hah. Ok then, let me get my sword. "

-I will fight with him until he gives up.

/Please ignore those tiny grammatical mistakes.... :p