In the end, Minerva left with her father with only a bear in her arms. Although she felt flattered that her father was willing to buy the entire store for her, she still refused. Aside from the fact that she wouldn't be able to play with those toys, they were just a guest here in the Toen. Wouldn't it be a bother to her Uncle Khalil if they brought those toys to the Palace?
She didn't want to become a burden to them. After all, her Uncle Khalil had a lot of things on his plate already. With the addition of the problem that Lincoln gave upon his return, Minerva understood clearly that her Uncle Khalil might be on his hot seat right now as he tried to stabilize the situation in the South.
Still, she knew that her Uncle Khalil could solve this smoothly. After all, he was Toen's monarch for two centuries. He had already experienced multiple crises during his term. Surely, this wasn't the worst that he had handled, right? He might need to plan thoroughly as countless lives
"It would be a good thing if you become fat. After all, you were too thin no matter how I fed you."Minerva pouted her lips as she glared at her father. What did he mean that she was too thin? To tell the truth, she was chubby that her Uncle Lorenzo wouldn't stop teasing her! He would even occasionally pinch her chubby arms and belly! But in her father's eyes, she was too thin? What would happen to her if she was chubby in her father's eyes?As she continued to glare unhappily at her father, the latter just laughed at her reaction and kissed her cheek."Alright, alright. I won't tease you anymore." He conceded.However, Minerva didn't believe her father at all. She glared at him suspiciously even if he tried to coax her.How could she believe him so easily? He was friends with Uncle Lorenzo after all! Both of them knew how to talk smoothly but deep inside? Nevermind.When her father saw that she looked unconvinced, he just laughed it off and
It was already late afternoon yet the training grounds in the Imperial Knights Division of the Toen was still lively as ever.Truthfully, the knights were only pretending to practice. The main reason why they still stayed on the training grounds was because of a certain someone whose too busy doing her daily training.After she performed the complete swordplay. She handed over the wooden sword to a young knight who was on the side. Meanwhile, the knight on her left hastily gave her the water and she quickly drank it."Lady Brigitte, I am still in awe of how you could wield your sword skillfully like that." A tall maroon-haired knight exclaimed with his voice filled with awe.Brigitte glanced at the knight and just shook her head."Lady Brigitte, can you teach us that swordplay of yours? Captain tried countless times to replicate your moves yet he was unable to do so!""Why you little..." The tall maroon-haired knight hissed and smacked
Throughout the Larin Continent's history, no one could have both sword and magic abilities. If a person possessed the ability to wield a sword, they had no chance of becoming a mage. The same was true for the mage.But who would have guessed that the lazy and laid-back Duke of Ivrea, a Blue Saint Archmage, was familiar with sword-wielding principles? He even gave Brigitte a book on the fundamentals.And, unbeknownst to everyone, Brigitte rose to become one of the continent's most talented swordsmen. She also became a swordmaster at the age of eighteen.Others claimed it was all due to her father's genes. But she was aware that it had nothing to do with her father.Thanks to Santi's book, she managed to know the principles of sword-wielding. It even came to the point that her
The head maid brushed Minerva's hair after she changed her clothes. She behavily let them do what they wanted as she subtly observed them."Was Daddy with Uncle Khalil?""No, Your Highness. His Majesty was apparently too busy now.""Oh."Lies. Daddy was with Uncle Khalil. They were in Uncle Khalil's study together with Aunt Leticia, Chancellor Percy, Brother Kendrick, and Chancellor Percy's daughter, Brigitte Montmorency. That was what Harika told her.But of course, Minerva appeared to believe her."Were you looking forward to meeting His Grace, Your Highness?" The Head Maid inquired, her gaze fixed on Minerva in the mirror. She returned her smile and did the same to her."Yes! I'm looking forward to meeting him." I'm curious to see what you've been up to.She wanted to know what the Head Maid and the other maids wanted from her and who was behind this.Minerva was aware that her Uncle Khalil had personally chosen these
"What happened?"Uncle Khalil's voice reverberated on the room as soon as her father went inside with her in his arms.Minerva quietly laid her head on her father's neck as she sniffed a little. She just curled herself on his embrace as she gripped his clothes tightly."Why was her eyes red and puffy? Did she cry?"Uncle Khalil stood up from his seat and went on their direction. He took her on her father's arms as he gently caressed her back and asked."What's wrong? Did your father bullied you? Just tell Uncle and I'd punch your father's face and kick his butt."As Minerva wasn't in the mood, she just shook her head and quietly rested her head on her Uncle Khalil's shoulder. It seemed that he felt that she wasn't in the mood hence he just sat on his seat with her in his arms."What happened?" Her Uncle Khalil asked."The maids th
"Commander!"Brigitte nodded her head to her subordinates when they greeted her as soon as she returned to the South. She saw that the knights were about to say something when a blue light shone and her Master, Duke Ysmael Santi de Ivrea, appeared.The knights stiffened as they froze on where they stood. Santi, however, just crossed his arms and looked at Giovanni and Brigitte."This was your base?" He asked as he looked at Brigitte."Yes, Your Grace.""Your Grace! What a surprise!" A tall middle-aged nobleman smiled widely. "Welcome to the South! If I knew that you would grace us with your presence, we should have greeted you sooner."Santi smiled brightly as well. When Brigitte saw her Master's smile, the corner of her eye twitched subtly. Even Giovanni sighed."Were you the one that ruled over the South?" Santi asked with a smile still plastered on his face."Yes, Your Grace." The nobleman said.Brigitte just pursed h
"H-hello, Your Highness."Minerva turned her attention where the voice came from. It was a child whose age, if she guessed, was about eight years old?"W-wow! Jeweled eyes!" She exclaimed as she gawked at her eyes with her shimmering eyes.Minerva subconsciously touched her eyelids. Afterward, she glanced at the little girl in front of her.She wore an unkempt clothes that looked extremely worn out. Her shoes were already too broken. Her hair was messy and looked stiff due to not showering. Overall, she looked filthy like a beggar.How did she got in here? Minerva heard that this feast was exclusively for the knights that fought against the vicious beasts. It was located in an enclosed area and nobody could ever gatecrash unless they were invited.Furthermore…Minerva looked around. The knights around them didn't seem like they noticed this
"W-what...?"Minerva trembled as she stared at the seat she had previously occupied. She clutched her father's clothes tightly, her stomach churning at the possibility of being almost devoured by the explosion.Who... who was it that was after her? Was this the same person who almost kidnapped her?Giovanni was already a few steps away, holding the terrified little girl in his arms, she noticed as she looked around."These bastards," Minerva overheard her father say.When she looked up, she noticed her father's expression was so dark that even Minerva was terrified.As each second passed, her father's expression became more ferocious. It got so bad that everyone, except Minerva, couldn't breathe properly."Sora." Her father called Harika in a murderous voice."If you can't give me the pathetic lives of those who did this, then I don't need you anymore.""D-dad–"Minerva couldn't finish what she was about to