CH 63

After his audience with the Queen and King, coming back from the palace, Cain received a notification that his penitence was over, and he could return to practice swordsmanship training. 

Sword fighting practice in the morning at the castle and at home the afternoon tutoring classes resumed. 

During Cain’s penitence, Arundelano alone was limited to mingling and training with the adults, now it had become that the sons of the deputy leader, Geraint Verfadia and Chris Verfadia would be joining in swordsmanship training. 

“Nice to meet you. I am Fabian Verfadia’s eldest son Geraint Verfadia.” 

“Nice to meet you. I am his younger brother Chris Verfadia.” 

Both had the deputy leader’s short cut indigo hair, and even though they were just 6 and 4 years old their faces were dignified and masculine. 

“Nice to meet you. I am Cain Elgrandark. I look forward to working with you.” 

(Are they the targets of the Paladin Route…)

Cain observed the younger brother with a sidelong glance, while he greeted him with a smile. 

Certainly, the 12- to 18-year-old standing pose looked like Chris. 

He had indigo hair and light blue eyes. 

He had a sweet face with small eyes. 

Now he was young, so he looked like a sweet kid. 

Due to the age differences and the body size of the boys, they were paired off, Cain and Geraint, then Arundelano and Chris. 

It was easy to train with Geraint because he had a similar physique. 

When fighting against adults, I could only hit their waist and belly, and when fighting with Arundelano you could hit his head aiming for his torso. 

Arundelano also, from that point it seemed he did not want to mess with anyone, but with Chris he didn’t seem to feel the need to hold back. 

“Our grandmother was Arundelano’s wetnurse. Because of that we, from when we were little we have been playing together, and we are good friends.” 

While Cain was watching Arundelano’s and Chris’s belt work, Geraint explained. 

“Are they foster brothers?”

“Well they are close…but my mom wasn’t a wet nurse, so it’s not like they were foster brothers.” 

For a 6-year-old Geraint spoke calmly. 

Compared to Serenosta who was yelling “This is the strongest stone” while holding a stone mount, laughing uproariously. 

“It’s great that the royal highness has a friend his own age.” 

When Cain said that Geraint laughed and said, “It is the same with you, Mr. Cain.” 

After the day’s training, Cain caught the Fabian brothers leaving and invited them to lunch. 

Cain asked Arundelano “Is that alright?”

Arundelano looked happy and replied, “Sounds good!” 

At lunch, Geraint also seemed to show expressions that reflected his age.

He took the food that Chris did not like from his plate and picked up the food that Chris was not good at. 

Apparently, the brothers did not mind, and the exchanging of vegetables between the plates went smoothly. 

“Geraint, Chris. You shouldn’t be picky.” 

When Arundelano proudly pointed out, the Verfadia brothers made a sour look. 

However, while frowning hard, he counterattacked. 

“Even though Arundelano won’t eat tomatoes.” 

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He seems to know his dislikes and likes but his attack did not work this time on Arundelano.

When Cain glanced at Arundelano’s face, he looked as if the conversation was going as he expected. 

“Hmm. I can eat tomatoes.” 

With that, he stabbed some tomatoes with a fork and threw them into his mouth. 

Immediately after eating it, his eyes closed tightly, chewed it just three times, made a bitter face, then swallowed. 

Afterward, he drank heavily from a cup. 

“You see!” 

He puffed out his chest proudly, but he obviously was still affected. 

“Can you eat it…” 

“It looks like your likes and dislikes haven’t changed.” 

“You can face the difficult things and overcome them. Your highness Al is great.” 

It is hard to like the food you don’t like. 

I wouldn’t want to eat it if I didn’t have to. Obviously. 

“Likes and dislikes don’t really go away. I don’t like it, but I eat it. That is what is great.” 

As Cain said this, he stroked the head of Arundelano’s head. I didn’t notice that I had done that. 

Arundelano was praised, and boasted about having his head stroked, but Cain was looking at the brothers not paying attention. 

“Why don’t you start off by halving the number of things you exchange?”

The brothers considered Cain’s suggestion.

“You don’t have to force it.” But as he said that the brothers each put back half of the things they disliked from each other’s plates. 

Geraint normally put it in his mouth with a sour look on his face, Chris pinched his nose and closed his eyes tightly, swallowed then groaned. 

Seeing the situation Cain’s face lost its seriousness. 

They were good kids. Regarding the paladin route, Cain thought it would be a good idea to go to the Demon Forest to get rid of the demons or to take out the demon king. 

“Your highness All. Next time let’s try to eat the things we don’t like normally.” 

Cain smoothly offers a challenge to Arundelano. 

It was hard to like what you didn’t like, but for an aristocrat, it was important to learn to pretend. 

Whether it happens or not, it wouldn’t be good if Arundelano went to a tomato farmer and had a disgusted look on his face while eating his tomatoes. 

“Do you have anything you don’t like, Cain?” 

Arundelano asked from next to Cain. 

It may seem impossible to eat something with a straight face. 

“There is. It is in today’s lunch. Should I eat it with a calm face?” 

I put a piece of onion in my mouth and ate while I laughed with a smile. 

Arundelano, Geirant, and Chris became obsessed with Cain’s meal and what he did not like. 

“Cabbage? I feel like you have a slightly serious face.” 

“I wonder. How about rukuruku? Eat rukuruku and a tomato together.”

“So, tomatoes! I am not good at eating tomatoes so eat it with rukuruku.” 

Cain deliberately ate with a calm face, and laughed at him, confusing the three children.