Chapter 20

Chapter 20

If Davey came back with a wound, it was likely that Amy would strongly insist to have the wound treated. But this time, since there was no wound, Amy just looked around and was puzzled by the strange atmosphere surrounding the trio.

At times like this, Amy seemed more like a nanny than a lady-in-waiting. It wasn’t an impression that Davey should have of a girl younger than him, but Amy always gave Davey particular care.

Swish! Swish!

It was a silent night. Although there was that incident at the banquet hall, the Duchy of Felicity still maintained a festive atmosphere. Not everybody knew about the incident in the first place, and nobles having such a petty fight was just hearsay to the people here.

While Davey was quietly reading, Baris swung his sword and asked cautiously, “Do you think it’ll be alright?”

“What do you mean?”

“Even if he seems that way, Prince Baltian is the most promising candidate for the crown prince. I wonder if he’ll be vindictive because of the incident.”

“He can do whatever he wants.” Davey calmly buried his face in his book again.

Looking over at Davey, Baltian gave a hollow smile. Then he laid down his sword and sat at his seat.

“What about Winley?” Davey asked.

“She must’ve been exhausted from worrying too much. She fell asleep a little while ago.”

“You’re competing in the competition from tomorrow onwards, aren’t you? From what I know, you’re competing in the first round.”

“I can’t really sleep.” Baris quietly closed his eyes, as if something had set fire to his soul. “It looked weird, but you did crush him once. However, that’s not enough for me.”

“Then, what?”

“I will crush Prince Baltian with my own hands.”

‘Crush him with his own hands.’

Davey could see Baris’ strong determination.

Baris’ level was ‘Intermediate Expert’, while Prince Baltian, who fought against Davey, was ‘Beginner Expert’. In terms of mastery, Baris was more advanced, but it was difficult to predict the battle’s outcome. They were still on the same level of ‘Expert’, after all. The outcome would only be certain if there was an exceptional difference. That was why Baris was more concerned.

Davey gave a bitter smile. He wanted to teach Baris the swordsmanship he had learned, but nothing would change from just one day of lessons. He offered encouragement instead. “Don’t worry. You’ll do great.”

Baris chuckled while evening out his mana. “Of course. I’m your brother, after all.”

“Man, you’re laying on the butter real thick.”

“Haha!” After a chuckle, Baris soon got rid of his gentle smile. He seemed to be deep in thought.

“Hm...” Davey became somewhat curious. He focused his mana on his eyes as he watched Baris, who was sitting on a branch on the garden floor.

Whoosh...

As the mana focused, Davey could see the mana revolving in Baris’ body, and the widespread and even movement of Baris’ mana.

‘It’s uniform.’

This was Davey’s first thought when he saw Baris’ mana. Baris’ flow of mana was not too bad, but it did feel a little blocked in certain parts. Then, Davey had another thought,

‘I’ll help him, just a little bit.’

The method that Davey knew was from another world, and it violated the commonly accepted knowledge about the basic training method. If this method were to become well-known, it would cause quite a commotion. It wasn’t for no reason that many large clans in the martial arts world put their strength towards executing ‘Reborn’. This wasn’t something that Davey would normally use, but he didn’t want to be stingy with his own brother. Also, he was worried that the vengeful Baltian might do something to Baris.

“Baris.”

There was probably a reason why Davey went to the Hall, since everything happened for a reason. However, that wasn’t any of his business for now. All Davey wanted was to live a comfortable and long life. Because both his previous and present life were too short, Davey was a little obsessed with having a long life.

‘My goal in life is to live a long, happy, and healthy life.’

Davey had no intention of just sitting back and watching anyone interfere with his plans. Being a prince was incomparably safer than being a commoner, but it was also much more dangerous in a way. And since Davey had no backing, it was up to him to keep himself safe. However, it was troubling as the ‘Metamorph’ wasn’t happening.

“It happened easily in the Hall.” Biting back his complaints, Davey contemplated,

‘Should I force the ‘Metamorph’?’

He casually muttered something that would make the many knights, who longed to reach a higher level, pass out if they heard it.

There were many ways to do so, but Davey knew that they were all inefficient. He got rid of that idea after some thought.

‘Metamorph’ was something that naturally happened if the body was overloaded or given an opportunity. Even if Davey had experience, the human body and mana were unknown territory. If he were to force it, that would be like upgrading a game item with a 1% success rate, just vaguely thinking that it would somehow work for sure. The possibility of failure was real, and this involved Davey’s precious body and not some small piece of data, so it wasn’t even worth considering.

“Your Highness, His Highness Prince Baris’ match will start soon.”

“Is it?”

As Davey was silently training his mana for a while, Amy quietly peeked into the room and reported with an anxious face, “If you go any later, you might miss the match...” She looked like she was worried that Davey would do something absurd again.

‘I didn’t do anything! Well, I did do some abnormal things in front of her often, but this is still rude of her!’

“Amy.”

“Yes... Yes?”

“Let’s go.’

“Hup! Yes!” The worried-looking Amy lowered her head as she was startled.

‘There’s a lot I need to figure out, but let’s focus on the present now.’

At the Hall, Davey learned that he had to be patient. He slowly made his way there while fixing the garments of his comfortable activity attire.

* * *

The amphitheater of the Duchy of Felicity was truly a beautiful stadium. It was now filled with people.

The age limit for eligible participants in the competition was 20. It was a competition between youngsters, but it certainly wasn’t an inferior competition; after all, everyone here were talented representatives of their countries. In fact, even if normal people became knights after having their abilities recognized, it was difficult for them to reach the level of ‘Expert’. It meant that most knights could only use mana to some extent, although most palace knights would reach ‘Expert’ somehow. In that way, Baris’ gift was quite exceptional.

Davey headed to the special seat reserved for nobility, which was located above the regular seats. It seemed like they could’ve accommodated more people if these seats were gone, but Davey wasn’t that righteous to say that this wasn’t fair treatment.

“Whoop! Woooow!” Everyone cheered with a tensed expression and sweat in their palms.

Davey could see a boy doing a victory ceremony above the stadium.

“Oh, brother!” Winley, who was observing outside through the glass while chomping down on a cookie, was delighted to see Davey. “You’ve arrived. Are you feeling okay?”

“Yeah.” Davey could never tell Winley that he couldn’t come because his stomach hurt.

‘These damn stomach movements!’

Eventually, Davey would have to use holy power or something if he couldn’t undergo ‘Metamorph’.

“Where’s Baris?”

“The match will begin soon.”

1. Di mak means “very good” in Thai. ☜