I was momentarily speechless at Cahillen’s inhuman side. If he likes sleep so much, how can he stay awake for several days in a row? He was definitely an intense man.

Seeing my disgusted expression, Marci, who noticed the delay, started to explain belatedly, unable to hide the surprise.

“Oh, I mean that happens when he has something to worry about. Normally, he lives a very ordinary life.”

Although Marci elaborated on Cahillen’s simplicity, I found it hard to believe.

“Ordinary? He’s way too diligent to be called ordinary.”

Ordinary people sleep at 4 AM.

As I spoke with a sarcastic smile, Marci’s expression became subtle. It was a face that seemed to force back a smile.

“Lately, he has more things to worry about than ever. There might be other motives as well.”

“What on earth are you talking about?”

I asked earnestly, hoping that Cahillen would stop worrying and get some sleep as soon as possible.

“Well, I can’t exactly say with my own mouth… But for sure, there is no one better than His Highness Renaula to solve things.”

Instead of answering the question, Marci only uttered mysterious words, shaking the corners of his mouth.

“It’s the first time, so I’m not good at it. Please understand, Lady Renaula.”

It was during that time when Marci spoke, looking strangely uncomfortable with his meaningful gaze, that Cahillen’s stern voice caught my attention. He was staring at us coldly as if the person who had been single-mindedly discussing something was not the one I had seen just a moment ago.

The knights surrounding the circular tiles seemed to forcibly turn their heads or engage in some kind of absurdity.

“Marci, come here.”

Cahillen gestured for Marci to come here. Randal, who had fallen like a mermaid in front of him, seemed to realize it and hurriedly descended from the tile.

“Ah…”

Marci, who had become tearful, stood up. Then he looked at me with a pitiful expression and said, “Please pray for his soul.”

Contrary to the bleak voice, his eyes clearly indicated amusement.

As soon as Marci, who had stuck the sword he was holding into the ground, left in a hurry, Cahillen, who had been observing me all along, raised an eyebrow.

“Why again? What’s bothering you, damn it.”

Smiling towards Cahillen, who had responded with a smile and a martial arts technique, Marci said as he muttered, “If you’re going to be so troubled, at least practice with a friend!”

The sound of swords colliding echoed on the floor of the training ground. Marci barely withstood Cahillen’s fierce attack.

Although he was someone I had never heard of not being able to wield a sword, he was so preoccupied with avoiding the relentless attacks that even though he couldn’t wield a sword, I couldn’t catch up.

After narrowly avoiding the stabbing sword and sidestepping to the opposite side, the attacks continued from there.

I couldn’t figure out how he changed directions so quickly. Today, Cahillen’s sharp sword was finally sheathed when Marci was crumpled on the ground.

Clang!

The sound of swords colliding resonated throughout the training ground. Marci struggled to withstand Cahillen’s attacks.

Although I had never heard that he couldn’t wield a sword, I was too preoccupied to avoid the relentless attacks.

After narrowly avoiding the stabbing sword and sidestepping to the opposite side, the attacks continued from there.

I couldn’t figure out how he changed directions so quickly. Today, Cahillen’s sharp sword was finally sheathed when Marci was crumpled on the ground.
Breathing heavily, Marci smiled. It seems that trying to have a brief conversation by sitting close for a moment resulted in this level of restraint. My master seems to be more jealous than I thought.

“‘When did someone ask who likes whom.'”

Wiping the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand, Marci casually turned his head, meeting the gaze of the knights.

Everyone looked at him as if he were insane, even though they were all exhausted. Especially Randol, who seemed to be staring intently with his head lowered.

“That’s enough for today.”

With Cahillen’s voice announcing the end of training, the knights sighed in relief.

The dawn training was several times more demanding than the afternoon training, so everyone sat on the ground, tirelessly massaging their exhausted bodies.

Cahillen headed straight for Renaula. Probably because the training session was longer than usual, she had leaned her head against a pillar in the training ground and dozed off.

From the looks of it, she seemed deeply immersed in sleep, unaware of the scrutinizing gaze.

Cahillen rested his elbow on his thigh and supported his chin, looking at Renaula. He muttered to himself about what dream she was having.

“Cute.”

Cahillen gently pursed his lips. It was a smile he didn’t even realize. Then suddenly realizing that he was laughing at himself, he burst into a bitter laugh.

“I must be losing my mind.”