The Nerd Turned Out To Be The Tyrant - Chapter 44

“Ah, aren’t you leaving right after the festival?”

 

“Ung. My father said he prefers the life of wander knight. A deal to stay for a while.”

 

She’ll have to give up correcting Angel’s pronunciation, but talking to this kid was still quite fun. 

 

Unexpectedly, she also found out things she didn’t know.

 

“Why do you like Wandering Knight? Boss, no, you need the Lord to get a house and get money, right?”

 

“Because knights do a lot of hard work. My father was called out several times, even in the middle of the night. And he didn’t come back for a few days. When he came back, he sometimes came with a full sword and sometimes with bandages wrapped around him, but in either case, he was upset, as if he had lost a fight. So I’m more upset, and my father is more upset….” 

 

“Yes, you must have been more, more, more upset.”

 

‘If the boss is to blame, then the thing to do is the same whether over there or here. But as expected, Knight Franz doesn’t seem to be a belligerent person? Seeing that he doesn’t enjoy fighting.’

 

Hearing the sound of clashing swords, Luce asked.

 

“Then, did people fight a lot in Bradbury County?…Was there someone who hated the Count?”

 

“My father said that, when you are loved by the person above you, the people below you fight bloodily.”

 

“Inevitably.”

 

“Ung. Inevitably.” 

 

‘If it’s a superior, it’s an emperor, right? Then the Count Bradbury seems to get along with the Emperor quite well. Bradbury—’

 

It’s a name she had never seen before, although she recalled her memory.

 

‘I don’t think I saw the last name Bradbury in the comments. Well, if he was one of those friendly forces, he wouldn’t have been mentioned in the comments, right?’

 

It’s because people, whether complaining or praising, have to say something that will get people to click.

 

In the journal, where there was only the 【Wizard】 part, there is a new section to write 【Nobles】.

 

‘Why is my memory so bad? I read so many comments on {The Cruelty of the Vladin Empire}, but I can’t even think of the names or important characters. Originally it wasn’t like this…I feel like I’m taking a hard way on an easy way. Is it like a penalty for the possessor?’ 

 

Luce, who was thinking about Angel’s story, pulled out a notebook from her bag and twisted her body.

 

Only then did the training ground, which had only been visible at the end, come into sight. 

 

“…Huh.”

 

Come to think of it, isn’t the sound of the sword constantly being heard?

 

That means.

 

‘Isn’t Rev striking the knight’s sword?’

 

Is Rev talented in martial arts?

 

Luce, who turned around bewildered, followed the sword’s path. 

 

Of course, a knight who took up swordsmanship and Rev, who wasn’t even at the level of an apprentice knight, wouldn’t be able to compete with each other. 

 

However, Rev was exactly hitting Franz’s sword rather than being pushed out by the reaction.

 

‘Come to think of it, he hit the darts thrown at the festival too. When I asked him, he said he had learned how to use a bow.’

 

She had a vague idea of what sparring was, but this was the first time she had seen it in person.

 

When the strong Franz aimed his sword at Rev, he quickly moved away to avoid it. 

 

A sword with a large trajectory is deflected by an appropriate defense as if trying to slash the leg.

 

Even if the Baron’s servants hadn’t been busy getting ready for the festival, it’s clear that there would have been a huge crowd of people there.

 

It was a pretty good game.

 

“Angel, I’m going to go now!”

 

“Marry me!” 

 

“No!” 

 

She should have come earlier and watched it! 

 

Luce, who jumped several steps at once and ran down, arrived at the training ground.

 

It was when she gasped and raised her head, stopping behind a tree because she was out of breath. 

 

Rev didn’t see her. It certainly was.

 

However, Rev suddenly hesitated, and the skilled knight’s sword was swung straight into Rev’s right hand. 

 

“Ugh.” 

 

“Rev!” 

 

Rev lost his sword.

 

Franz, who picked up his wooden sword, grinned.

 

“End of sparring.” 

 

Rev’s hands were slightly scratched as she ran to see him, both worried and sad.

 

It looked like Franz only let him miss with the sword when he hit him the fewest times. 

 

Still, she was worried because he had been beaten with the sword of a knight the size of that bull.

 

“Are you okay?” 

 

“Ung. I’m okay.” 

 

“Aren’t you distracted because of me? Sorry.” 

 

“No. I didn’t know you were here, Luce.”

 

Rev answered with his head down, then turned around so no one could see his face.

 

“Thank you for your hard work. Thank you for your teaching.”

 

“Yeah, it was a fun sparring for me too. What do you think was the reason for your defeat?”

 

“I lacked the agility to see the sword through to the end and the endurance due to physical problems.”

 

Contrary to the words that he lacks the endurance, Franz smiled at Rev, who was breathing too calmly. 

 

“Yeah, well. If you think so. It’s a festival soon, so get ready.”

 

“Yes. I will go in. Shall we go, Luce?” 

 

“Thank you for your hard work! You come here, let’s go to my medicine cabinet first before changing clothes. I made a new ointment, and it works very well. I use it myself.”

 

“This is fine. I wasn’t seriously hurt.”

 

“I’m not okay!”

 

When Franz sees the girl walking quickly and dragging the boy away, and the boy faintly smiling, he tosses and catches a wooden sword.

 

He muttered.

 

“It’s not like he didn’t know Miss Lucette was here.”

 

The panting girl didn’t know it, but he saw her as he was sparring right in front of her.

 

As soon as the boy noticed the presence behind the tree, he visibly relaxed.

 

Seeing that he was standing at an angle where he gave up his right hand at all, he calculated to end the sparring quickly.

 

“It was not that he lacked agility and endurance.”

 

He didn’t even seem to work that hard. Although he used defensive swordsmanship, he was not at the level of barely dodging. There was room. 

 

Of course, it was nothing compared to the knight’s swordsmanship.

 

However, considering he was an apprentice who had not learned for less than a year, it was beyond excellent.

 

“It seemed to match the evaluation of the physical education teacher, but it wasn’t. That guy did the math.”

 

The boy’s grades on the evaluation sheet the physical education teacher brought were all pointing in the middle.

 

But that made Franz wonder. Students who have just started learning are bound to be concentrated in one field.

 

If he’s good at defense, he won’t be good at attacking, and if he’s good at attacking, he won’t be good at dodging, but that wasn’t the case with the boy.

 

“To look normal.”

 

How come all the manipulated scores are in the middle?

 

He doesn’t know if it’s conclusive or naive.

 

“What is certain is that he doesn’t want his skills revealed…but why? Aren’t you overdoing it because you usually want to look cooler? Because you’re a perfectionist who doesn’t want to show it until it’s completely finished? Or is he a guy with a lot of things to hide that he doesn’t want to give away anything that might lead to a clue?”

 

Knights talk with swords. Butting swords sometimes tells them more than discourse.

 

Franz threw and received the sword again, looking up at the castle where the two entered.

 

*****

 

It was good that she wrapped up the special ointment and the waterproof sheet she had left in the corner.

 

‘Somehow, even though he practiced martial arts, he always smelled good.’ 

 

Luce, who was waiting for Rev to finish taking a shower in the powder room on the other side of the castle that Baron had given him, raised her head when she heard the door open.

 

Rev’s body stiffened when he felt the presence. It seems he didn’t know she would be waiting all this time.

 

“Hurry up.”

 

Luce called to him with a smile, and Rev, who was walking with slightly reddened cheeks, was wearing new clothes.

 

She saw it when they went to buy clothes, and she saw it when they went to a quiz contest, but black suits Rev well.

 

He wore only a shirt and pants, but he looked good.

 

‘If you’re wearing only that and it’s pretty, isn’t it just that Rev’s body did it all?’

 

Luce sat him down, leaving the fundamental question behind.

 

“Can I do your hair?”

 

“Ah, ung. Please.”

 

Under his soft, dry hair, she could see that his eyes were closed.

 

Luce, who had been trimming his hair to his liking, suddenly spoke to him.

 

“You know, Rev, if you don’t like it, you can say no.”

 

It was something she had always thought about and wanted to say.

 

After hearing Angel’s words, today seemed like an opportunity.

 

Rev’s head tilted slightly.

 

Why? I don’t hate it. Everything’s fine. That’s what it seemed to say.

 

“Well, like you said many times, everything I do looks good and feels okay, but…originally, human relationships can go wrong with the slightest mistake or conflict.”

 

The corners of his eyes looking in the mirror darkened. It’s cute. 

 

“It’s very, very good to be considerate of each other or think about the other person’s position first, but you don’t have to do that even while putting yourself down. If you don’t like it, you don’t like it, if you like it, you like it, and if you regret it, I want you to tell me everything. Because I want to be with you for a long time, I’m talking about this. So, if you have any concerns about anything, feel free to tell me. Like I said before, there are no buttons on the jacket. Okay?”

 

He wanted to nod, but she was touching his hair, so he looked like he was thinking about what to do. This is cute, too.

 

“Ung. Okay, Luce… But I really like everything you do.”

 

“Even if I just touch your hair like this and it’s messy?”

 

Pretending to mess up his hair, Rev gave her a short laugh with his eyes closed. 

 

“If it looks good to you.”

 

“Why don’t you just open your eyes and talk?”

 

“I don’t know even if I look at it anyway. You’re the standard for me.”

 

She doesn’t know what to do with him. She wondered if she was used to how his words tickled her, but she guessed she still wasn’t.

 

Luce, who sighed, arranged his hair again and muttered with sincerity.

 

“I am really worried about you. Since you are so nice and naive, what if you  go somewhere and live at a loss, what should I do?” 

 

You’re the one who’s naive and nice and thinks I’m just good, Lev thought.

 

“I worry about you sometimes too, Luce. You will be so kind to others.”

 

“Tsk.” 

 

It just sounded like a joke.

 

“Then let’s promise each other. I’ll only be nice to you, Rev, and you’ll only be nice to me. Then it will work.”

 

“Ung. I only do that to you.”

 

“I, too, to you… Wow, your hair is really good. I think I’m talented. Take a look.”

 

Half-down and half-up hair looks crazy good on him.

 

When he took off his glasses, his sharp face shape stood out more, but his eyes were deeper than usual and gave off an alluring atmosphere.

 

‘Do I touch his hair too well? Isn’t it because he’s handsome?’

 

Maybe it was because he always wore glasses, but she stopped talking when she saw his bare face, which she hadn’t seen in a long time and thought was pretty cool.

 

“Hurry.” 

 

Rev opened his eyes and turned his body instead of looking in the mirror.

 

“I, too, to you.”

 

“…Huh?” 

 

“I, too, to you. What is it?” 

 

Somehow the atmosphere is different from usual.

 

Is it because of the way he looks up at her? Could it be because of the exceptionally neat hair? Is it because of the clothes he doesn’t normally wear?

 

“Rev, your eyes… The eye color is different.”

 

He had green eyes that looked just like her eyes.

 

‘…Do I see nothing now?’