Chapter 83: Chapter 31. The Good Guy

Razor Blanche was so surprised that in the first couple of minutes he even forgot how to talk.Next to the Marquis stood a pleasant young man of medium height, with soft brown hair and brown eyes. Dressed in a perfectly pressed white suit, he looked like an ordinary guy from the extras. Actually, in fact, that's what he was.

The Marquis' nephew was looking at him with the same bewilderment when the prince suddenly froze in his tracks. In the end, he even let out a chuckle:

«Uncle, what's wrong with your student?» He seems to be mute.

Rodrigue Windsor cleared his throat and looked pointedly at the guy from behind him. He realized that he wanted Razor to say hello to him.

— Hi,» Razor said awkwardly. Seeing his peer, the guy forgot for a moment that he should address him in the current situation as a young gentleman. And instead blurted out the first thing that came to mind.

The young man was even more surprised that he did not even apply the usual official form of address to him, and immediately switched to «you». This was the case only if people were in an equal social position. But… this was an ordinary commoner whom the Marquis had taken as his apprentice.

However, he decided not to focus on this, and to support his manner of conversation. In the end, you don't often meet such weirdos.

— Hi, — he smiled in response, — My uncle doesn't take students to him so often, that's why I'm interested in you. What's your name?

— A… uh… Razor.

After all, there was nothing suspicious about it. Quite a common name.

— That's how. And I'm Silver. Nice to meet you.

— Me too…

The Marquess of Windsor stood between the two of them, and perhaps felt the most tense. Despite the fact that the man told the servants to be silent, he was still worried that sooner or later his nephew would find out who his disciple really was. And this was a very big secret that should not go beyond the estate.

But, fortunately, so far Silver has not focused on anything.

He was more interested in what kind of abilities this guy had, since he was able to attract his uncle.

— I also have some skills, — he shared, — How about a friendly sparring?

— S-sparring…?!

Razor looked uncertainly at the Marquis. After all, he had only recently picked up a sword, and so far he could not resist anyone. But the man nodded imperceptibly, making it clear that he agreed.

Well, there's nothing to do anyway. Surely he couldn't have chickened out in front of the Marquis when he somehow asked for it? Let him see that the prince is not afraid of battles.

— Okay.… Come on.

Silver also took a wooden sword, and after the knight's command, they clashed in the first sparring for Razor in his life. Of course, the latter inevitably began to lose immediately, but tried to hold on until the very end.

Despite the fact that Silver was not as experienced as his uncle or cousin, he was still quite adept with weapons, and looked like an advanced beginner. It seemed like it was some sort of innate ability in all the members of this family.

Razor was able to hold out for a full minute before he fell off his feet. It was not easy to repel the blows of this guy. And it is even more difficult to attack in response, because he was constantly dodging. Once on the ground, Silver held out his hand to help him up.

«Not so bad,» he remarked, «How long have you been training?»

— Well… almost a week.

— Is that so? — he was surprised, — For the most beginner, you held on for quite a long time. If you try hard, you'll soon beat me.

— Thank you…

Razor didn't know how to properly thank him, so he just nodded.

— Uncle, it will be very interesting for me to observe the progress of your student.

«I hope you won't be disappointed,» Rodrigue replied with a smile.

When they had been staying at the training ground for a long time, the Marquis of Windsor's men found him to deliver some important message. The man had to leave, having previously promised his nephew that he would join them for dinner later.

Silver nodded, watching his uncle go.

They were left alone, and Razor barely waited for this moment. Having met Rachel Cassius' future husband from the original story, the guy still couldn't believe his eyes. He had a whole bunch of questions that he couldn't ask right away, so as not to seem suspicious.

How it happened in general that the daughter of Duke Cassia and the nephew of the Marquis would get married, he could not even imagine… What kind of substance did these two have to be under to make such an alliance?

Rodrigue Windsor hated Raymond Cassius fiercely, and he, in turn, considered the knight just garbage. But at the same time, their children will get married in the future… the hell with it as it happened. Maybe the author of the original story that Leriana was talking about was just not himself when he wrote such a wild heresy?

Okay… You could think about it later. The most important thing is that this man himself was in his hands, and he didn't even have to look for him. Could Razor have missed such an opportunity to question him about everything at all?

Fortunately, Silver himself turned out to be friendly enough, and was the first to enter into a dialogue with joy. They walked together after training, strolling around the estate.

«I've never had a commoner friend before,» he shared with interest.

— That's how… Me too.

— Where are you from? How long ago did you get to my uncle?

«Uh… a couple of months ago. At first, I was just a servant, but then the master agreed to teach me.»

«He must have really seen the talent in you,» Silver smiled, «Uncle rarely makes such exceptions.»

— Hmm… maybe.

They walked a little more, and during this time Razor was able to quickly compose a fictional story of his life. So that later, he would have quite logical reasons to ask him about the same.

When the second prince asked him about it, the guy did not hesitate and honestly shared his plans.

— We have a vacation at the academy, and I thought it would be nice to visit my uncle during this time. I think I'll stay here for about a month.

— Mm, I see.

Silver was probably talking about some kind of analogue of the Royal Academy that was in Azeroth. After all, almost every country had a prestigious educational institution for aristocrats. The only difference was that the Royal Academy was considered the best on the continent.

«It looks like swordsmanship isn't your biggest passion,» Razor remarked, «aren't you going to follow in the Marquis' footsteps?»

«That's true,» he agreed awkwardly, «In fact, I don't really like hurting people. And in general to fight… But Uncle is the first knight of Oberon, so I had to learn it anyway.»

— So you want to do something else in the future?

He scratched his head in embarrassment.

— I would really like to become a teacher at school, — Silver honestly admitted, — I like children, and I think I could teach them a lot. But that's only if my parents don't mind…

Razor looked at this guy, and was more and more perplexed.

To be honest, he expected that with close communication, Silver would turn out to be some kind of unpleasant type. At the very least, an arrogant upstart whose character Rachel Cassius could not bear.

But no…!

Damn it, the Marquess of Windsor's nephew seemed like the epitome of the perfect guy. Kind, attentive, and also loves children… Only a shining halo above his head was not enough to make him an angel.

But for some reason, in the original plot, Cassius killed him. A spouse with whom she lived together for several years, and even had a child together. How could he possibly deserve such a punishment…?

Razor decided to check this as well to make sure. Maybe at least there is a catch here?

— Tell me… And how do you feel about the Cassius family?

— what? — he was very surprised by such a sudden question.

— Well… I mean, the lord is at war with them. And recently, these relations have only worsened. Maybe you have your own opinion on this?

— And… this is… — Silver thought, — In fact, I almost never interfere in Uncle's affairs. And anyway… I think it's bad to be biased against some people. First, you need to get acquainted.

Razor was even more taken aback.

This guy didn't even have an innate hatred for the cursed Duke's family, unlike the rest of his family. In other words, the second prince simply could not find a reason why Cassius had dealt with him.

Silver didn't look like a maniac in any way, and his kindness didn't look fake. The appearance, of course, is not particularly outstanding. In the end, it was just a character from the extras, with a role even smaller than Rachel Cassius. But it is extremely doubtful that this would be a reason for the murder.

So what's wrong…?!

To some extent, Razor even understood the feelings of Rachel's hypothetical son from the original novel. Considering what a peaceful character Silver possessed, he probably should have become just a wonderful father. And losing such a good parent is always very hard.

It is not surprising that in the future Robert even decided to kill his own mother. It must have been, compared to the indifferent and cruel Cassia, his father was the only ray of light in his childhood. And which was so painfully taken away from him.

But all this was in the future of the original story. Now that everything had changed so much, Razor had no idea what was going to happen.

Considering how much Cassius was infatuated with Leriana at the moment, it was becoming extremely unlikely that she would pay attention to him at all.

Razor sighed, thinking about it.

Events were becoming more and more complicated, and the prince would have been glad to have the opportunity to see their future at least with one eye. But it so happened that after their escape from the first tragic ending, a new vision did not seem to him.

Only small small events that could not show the whole picture. Which means… I'll have to deal with everything myself. Sёarch* The novёlF~ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

The second Prince looked at Silver, who was walking casually beside him. And an involuntary thought arose in my head: is it worth helping this guy avoid his deplorable fate?