I Became the Childhood Friend of the Northern Duchess - Chapter 274



274 – Side Story – The Reason I Want to Become Stronger

It was a day when the Robe Heim siblings had just turned fourteen, and they were looking for the side of their peers more than the embrace of their parents.

The weather was warm particularly that day, and Edgar was spending a warm time in the garden, thinking about going out with his family.

This is because this is the place he frequently visits these days, as he is not busy enough to keep his hands on government affairs.

“Ah, Dad!”

“Hmm?”

Then an untimely guest came to him.

Just by hearing the title, the owner of the voice was narrowed down to one of two people.

Moreover, since it belonged to a man before the transformation period came, Edgar smiled as he guessed who the other person was before he even turned his head.

“Okay, Evan. “Did you enjoy the academy?”

“Oh, yes! I should have said hello first…”

Knowing that manners are the most important thing in a family, Evan belatedly bowed and was confused.

Edgar didn’t feel the need to be so formal between his parents and children, so he made a gesture to calm down.

“That’s okay. What’s more important?”

“Actually, I have a favor to ask. Dad might find it annoying, but…”

“Why bother? “It is a request from my precious son.”

Of course, Edgar would be reluctant if he wanted to be extravagant or make demands that were inappropriate for his age, but as far as he knew, Evan was an adult boy with well-established values.

It didn’t seem like Evan would really make unreasonable demands.

It’s just that Evan himself feels that it may cause some trouble for his father, so he is hesitant to ask for it. Edgar guessed so.

“Don’t think too hard about it and just say it. “It’s been quite a while since my son asked his dad for a favor, hasn’t he?”

He patted the seat next to him and invited Evan to his side, smiling as if he was looking forward to it.

Unlike Serena, who was still shy around Edgar even though she was fourteen, Evan rarely asked Edgar for anything unless it was absolutely necessary.

‘Are you really going to ask me for dating advice?’

Suddenly, a possibility passed through his mind, and Edgar shook his head, thinking that it might be a pretty good guess.

Evan’s first love began when he was eight years old, is still ongoing.

A silent confrontation ensued, with one side filled with anticipation and the other with tension.

Evan looked up at Edgar and opened her mouth before stopping several times, then nodded her head with a determined expression.

“I want to become stronger too!”

Eventually, Edgar’s eyes widened at the exciting remark that came out of Evan’s mouth.

Dreaming. Dream.

He blinked at her blankly and tilted his head as if he didn’t understand what she meant.

That’s because I thought it was a somewhat unsuitable word in this era of peace where there is no war.

“What do you mean? Didn’t someone harass you?”

“Oh, no. I just want to become a man like my father like before…”

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“Hmm.”

It is not surprising since Edgar himself knew how great Evan’s admiration for him was.

Edgar just sighed with some suspicion, wondering if there must be something that caused his son to suddenly feel this way.

Meanwhile, Evan’s shoulders slumped with an uncharacteristically depressed expression when he didn’t get an answer right away.

“Is it too much for me to be like my father?”

“It’s impossible, don’t think like that. Just because he’s a dad doesn’t mean he was strong from the beginning.”

“Yes? Really?”

This time, Evan’s eyes opened like a rabbit at the unexpected fact.

To him, Edgar has always been a strong, steadfast father and hero, so it was difficult to imagine him being otherwise.

Edgar gently stroked his son’s head and nodded without any hesitation.

“Then. This dad was able to become strong because he had a reason to become strong and had help from those around him. So, Evan, if you put your mind to it, you can become a stronger person than this dad.”＜ Br＞

At Edgar’s sincere advice, a ray of hope appeared in Evan’s downcast eyes.

“Now, while we’re talking, should we at least go to the training ground? Today is the first day, so let’s take it easy.”

“Yes, Dad. Thank you.”

As Evan stood up and bowed, he smiled happily, while Edgar cautiously opened his mouth in response to a sudden curiosity.

“Anyway, can I ask you something before I go?”

“Of course.”

Evan, who looked brighter than before, nodded his head confidently.

But that triumphant expression did not last long.

“Could it be that the reason you want to become stronger has something to do with that child, Claire?”

“…”

Because she was at a loss for words due to the sudden attack.

A hearty laugh flowed from Edgar’s mouth, who accepted the silence as an affirmation.

*

One month from then.

It was a short and long time as Edgar personally looked after Evan and developed his skills.

As expected, blood is blood, and under her father’s teachings, Evan was growing at a fairly rapid rate.

This was in no way possible thanks to the sturdy physique he acquired while learning martial arts, which was one of the basic trainings of the Robeheim family.

‘The body is definitely growing fast.’

Looking at her son wielding his wooden sword, Edgar nodded in satisfaction.

Because she is still young, she does not have a fully grown body like an adult, but even taking that into account, Evan’s body is quite well maintained.

Because Edgar started training on his own at a much younger age, he was able to have a body that was superior to Evan at the same age, but that was just a trick.

Whick! Whisk!

Evan’s wooden sword was swung vigorously from top to bottom twice, and Edgar, who was observing it with a sharp gaze, shook his head from side to side.

It’s not a bad move, but it’s still too much force.

Edgar continued teaching his son her her by patting his thighs her while he was in his position her her her.

“I still have too much strength when swinging the sword. Evan. As my father said, I think that rather than relying on physical strength, I swing using my waist and the two legs that support my body.”

“Yes!”

Even though the person being taught was his son her, Edgar did not show any regard for it.

Because it was what Evan himself wanted, not anyone else.

‘As expected, my dad is great.’

Evan, who was adjusting his movements her while listening carefully to each of Edgar’s comments his, felt his reverence for his father his, his his grow his.

There are no useless comments.

It picks up and explains only the necessary information about the sword, and asks only for things that Evan can narrowly fit within the range of what is currently possible.

When he tried to follow it, he was apt to get lost at first and thought it was impossible, but at some point, he saw himself skillfully embodying it and realized that he was growing.

Every time that happened, a smile bloomed on Edgar’s face, and he also expressed sincere praise for his hard-working son.

However, he did not forget to control the gap so as not to become overconfident.

It could truly be said to be a model of an ideal teacher.

“Haha…”

Evan, who had been following Edgar’s teachings and continuing to do quite vigorous movements, gasped and slumped down in his seat.

I tried to hold on a little longer, but my legs were already shaking.

That would mean that Edgar’s education was quite Spartan.

“Good. “Let’s leave it at that for today.”

“Yes, thank you for your hard work.”

“You did the hard work.”

Edgar shrugged his shoulders and dropped the towel over Evan’s head, then opened his own canteen and placed it in his hand.

Actually, I probably could have finished it a long time ago.

However, since Evan was following the instructions so well, I became more motivated as a teacher and started asking him to do various things, which led to this situation.

Still, he felt fortunate that he didn’t push it to an unreasonable level.

While he was sighing while moistening his dry neck with moisture.

Evan, who was staring at his father while sitting in his seat, suddenly felt curious.

“I… But dad. “I have a question.”

“Tell me.”

Edgar answered without making eye contact as he neatly organized his wooden sword and accessories.

“Why did you decide to teach me? In fact, I thought you would never accept me when I found out about Claire.”

“Okay? Rather, as a father, I find it more surprising that you thought that way.”

After briefly organizing, he came to Evan’s side and sat down in the same situation.

Is there really a need for a reason to teach my son?

I just taught it because I wanted to and there was no reason why I couldn’t teach it.

In the first place, Edgar did not understand why mentioning Claire was a reason for not being able to teach.

“Yeah… “I thought that becoming stronger required a good reason.”

“Hmm. That’s a strange thing to say. “I think the reason you mentioned is worth it.”

“Yes?”

Evan’s head turned violently as he wiped off his sweat with a towel.

There was a doubt in her red eyes that she looked exactly like her mother her ‘s her her her.

In response, Edgar smiled brightly and wiped Evan’s sweat with the towel around his neck before continuing.

“At least Dad thinks so. The reason I want to become stronger is simply to impress the woman I care about and to protect that person. “I’m just saying that’s enough.”

Some people may talk about long-winded philosophies about swords and say that becoming strong requires a great desire.

But at least Edgar had different thoughts.

“Rather than a grandiose dream, such realistic reasons may be more appropriate as an opportunity to make efforts. Rather, Dad is more proud of the fact that you set goals appropriate for your age and spoke without hesitation.”

Edgar happily smiled as he stroked her red hair, which was the same color as his own.

In fact, he sometimes had this worry.

I wonder if my son, who was born as a hero, may end up locking himself up inside a wall with aspirations that are too great for him to bear at such a young age.

When you are young, there are thoughts that only that age group can have, and therefore there are dreams that you can have.

In that sense, it can be said that Evan today is truly living his life depending on the desires and reasons appropriate for his age.

The reason he needs to become strong is not because he wants to follow his father and become a great hero.

The dream of becoming a great man is not about having someone over you.

Just like a fourteen-year-old boy in love, he works hard and takes care of himself for the woman he is aiming for. How wholesome and good he is.

I just hope that I can establish a firm will to protect something when I swing the sword later.

As a father, that was all I wanted.