The Verted Kingdom was a land of abundant nature, ho to many beast-folk and demi-humans. With rich resources and a landscape enclosed by deep mountains on either side, it was a natural fortress, difficult to invade even in war. A long ti ago, there was an incident called the Beastkin Hunt, which resulted in a massive influx of enslaved demi-humans. At that ti, the Verted Kingdom, which held a protective stance towards the demi-humans, beca a refuge for many. As a result, several rcenary groups and small kingdoms had attacked the Verted Kingdom.
However, none of them could penetrate deep into the Verted Kingdom's territory.
That's because the territory of the Kean Marquisate, nestled in the mountains, served as the Verted Kingdom's main gate. The Kean Marquisate primarily relied on large-scale beast-slaying as a source of inco, possessed a strong knight order, highly fortified castles, and nurous fortresses, giving them significant combat power compared to other countries.
However, the most important reason was said to be the ruling family of the marquisate, the Kean family. In the past hundred years, the head of the family had changed three tis, and each one of them was a top-class magician with a warrior's spirit.
Ramsay Kean, the current head of the Kean family, who had guarded the territory for over a century as the Verted Kingdom's guardian, was also a leading figure in the warrior class, earning nicknas like ‘The Lion of Bushmills’ due to his distinctive golden mane-like hair.
Ramsay arrived at Winter Valley, accompanied by his wife and subordinates.
[Ramsay]
The beautiful cityscape bustled with lively residents. The streets were lined with colorful stalls selling various goods, clothing, and food from different countries.
The city's atmosphere was vastly different from Bushmills.
"It's been a while, but it's still such a lively city. There are hardly any soldiers around, but the peace within the city is remarkable."
He murmured, looking around at the cityscape. His wife, Fiol, turned to face him. Her slender figure perfectly suited the white dress that she wore. She shook her short brown hair and raised her face.
"You said the sa thing last year, didn't you?"
"Oh, did I?"
He replied.
Fiol chuckled, covering her lips with a finger.
"Yes, you did. Now, we should find Felter... Oh, speaking of which, is that... ?"
Fiol noticed sothing and looked towards the end of the avenue. Following her gaze, he spotted a tall figure with distinctive golden hair. It was Felter. He seed even taller than last year.
".....Seems he's been training properly."
He muttered, unconsciously smiling at the sight.
Fiol smiled helplessly.
"You're making that face again... You'll just make Felter hate you even more."
"Hmph. It's far better than having my son grow up weak."
Fiol's words triggered a reflexive bravado in him. He had been training his younger son, Felter's brother, to beco a warrior before he started attending the academy. As a result, the boy had started to run away whenever he saw him.
It was heartbreaking.
Felter, on the other hand, could engage in direct fistfights. He was excited about the future.
"I might have to use my magic soon."
"You... Even a seasoned Guard wouldn't be able to beat him. He's still too young."
Fiol said.
"Nonsense. n grow up suddenly before you know it. Wahahaha! I'm excited already!"
He laughed heartily as he walked towards Felter, who was waiting at the end of the avenue. He had ten guards with him, and the residents were staring at him. Perhaps he should have left them at the inn with the other soldiers.
As he approached Felter, he realized there were others with him.
"Oh, my! Is that a friend of Felter's?"
"Hmm. He's of age now. Although, when I was his age, I was already married at fifteen."
"She's very beautiful. But she looks a bit young. Still, if she's fourteen or older, she could get married in any country..."
He chuckled at Fiol's hasty comnt and looked at Felter. Hmm. Last year, he was about the sa height as him. But now he had completely surpassed him. He must be over 180 cm. But he wasn’t as bulky as him. He needed more muscle.
He checked Felter's physique and smirked.
"You still haven't trained enough, but can you beat this year, Felter?"
"That's your first greeting? Don't worry, today, I'll make you want to give up your position as head of the family."
".....Fuf! Hahahaha! How amusing!"
He laughed heartily at Felter's response. Felter truly had a bright future. His courage and boldness were befitting of a leader.
As he was satisfied with Felter's growth, Fiol stood beside him.
"My dear, we're in front of your friends. Apologies to everyone. I'm Fiol, Felter's mother. This is Felter's father, Ramsay Kean, the Marquis of the Verted Kingdom. You're Rox, the Prince of Verted, right? It's been a while. How have you been?"
Fiol greeted them, and the man with red hair nodded in response. Ah, now that he looked closer, he recognized that face. The son of Kilbegan.
"It's been a while, Ramsay-sama, Fiol-sama. I've been well, thanks to you. My father is supposed to arrive in the city soon, so I ca with Felter to wait for him. Please feel free to et him if you have the ti."
Rox greeted them with quite an impressive salutation. Even Fiol seed genuinely impressed.
"My, you've grown up so nicely. It would be good if Felter could greet people like that... So, who is the lady?"
Fiol, seemingly eager, turned her attention to the girl standing next to Felter, while the greetings with Rox were still underway. She'd been curious about the relationship between them since earlier.
The girl with black hair straightened her posture as she was addressed by Fiol.
"My apologies for the late greeting. My na is Aoi Konominato, a teacher at Fiddiq Academy. I teach Felter-kun about his Body Enhancent Magic and the application of magic in various attributes."
She politely bowed, greeting them with a respectful tone. Fiol blinked, surprised.
"A teacher, you say? You look very young, but... you're very talented, aren't you?"
She responded with a confused expression, then gasped.
"Oh, co to think of it, isn't Aoi-san the one rumored to be a senior teacher...?"
At those words, she turned her gaze towards Aoi. She was a small woman who looked younger than Felter, but she was perhaps the skilled magician known as the "Witch of the Academy."
"Yes. I don't know the details of the rumors, but I'm grateful that I was welcod as a senior teacher."
Aoi humbly deflected the complint as if it were nothing. She didn't look like a magician at all.
Rox chuckled and spoke up.
"She's one of the best magicians I know. She uses magic that defies common sense. For example, she completely defeated Felter in Body Enhancent Magic."
".....What? Felter? No way, she didn't beat him in a fistfight, did she?"
He couldn't help but let out a stiff voice. If Felter had been defeated by a woman, he would need him to suspend his studies and train him again. As he was thinking about that, Felter let out a sigh.
"Unfortunately, even my father wouldn't be able to beat her. She's undoubtedly the strongest person I've ever t."
Felter's words caused Fiol to widen her eyes.
".....I can't believe my ears."
Then, I crossed my arms and looked down at Aoi.
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