Chapter 25: The Prince's Extra

No matter how well-behaved and gentle and polite people are, there will always be an ignorant and wanton childhood.

When the prince was a child, he was even more stubborn than he was when he was an adult. Although he was never noisy, he rarely listened to the opinions of others.

As a child, the prince loved to draw so much that he rejected most of the lessons the king had given him, leaving only painting and the required ones, which broke the hearts of the king and queen.

If he had a brother, the king would not object to his devotion to art, but the prince would inherit the throne and ascend to the throne. How can a prince who only knows how to smear the canvas with a paintbrush govern a country well?

Not only that, but the prince soaked in the studio all day long, and in addition to the stubbornness in painting, he developed a slightly weak temperament.

How could the king allow his next successor to be like this, so he had no choice but to make a ruthless move.

The prince's first meeting with Count Grant appeared in such a context.

At that time, Count Grant had not yet been knighted by the king, and the king asked the prince to call him a teacher directly.

That's right, it's "Teacher". Earl Grant was the king's sword teacher for the prince, who was only thirteen years old at the time.

Count Grant walked up to the prince from a bush of roses, and his unhurried graceful steps, and his pale and young face, not much older than himself, seemed to him more like a noble prince than a skilled swordsman.

Step by step, he walked up to the young prince, knelt down on one knee, and saluted him, "Good day, Your Highness." โ€

The prince subconsciously held his breath as he approached, and he didn't know why he was doing it. For a moment, he had the idea of leaving this place and getting as far away from this so-called teacher as possible.

The other party's voice was full of humility, and it was clear that the other party's words and deeds were so solemn, but the prince always felt that the other party had a trace of disdain deep in his heart.

So, the prince was forced by the king to admit a swordsmanship teacher.

In fact, when the king introduced Earl Grant to the prince, he not only found him a swordsmanship teacher, but also found an outstanding knight for him to protect him.

Otherwise, the sword master would not have knelt down on one knee at him as soon as he came up, and what the prince should have done at this time was to accept his allegiance.

Perhaps the prince was frightened by the Earl Grant whom he met for the first time, or perhaps the prince was distracted by the fact that he was a little distracted by being forced to recognize a teacher, but in short, the prince forgot to accept the Earl Grant's allegiance immediately.

When the king called the prince's name a little displeased, and the prince came to his senses, it was a little late in time.

It was a very embarrassing scene, and the knight whom the king had arranged to serve the prince was silently rejected by the prince, although the prince did not intend to do so.

I don't know who laughed out loud, but was stopped by the king with his eyes.

The young man, who had been invited by the king, fell silent on one knee on the ground, motionless. A breeze blew, and a few petals fell on his shoulder, and he didn't reach out to blow them away.

The prince was a little at a loss, he understood that he had inadvertently humiliated a knight who was supposed to be loyal to him.

At the King's signal, the then Earl of Grant stood up slowly, and there was no shame on his face, as he had been when he came, still as calm and self-controlled. His eyes were lowered so that it was impossible to see his eyes.

It is hard to imagine how Earl Grant could hold back that insult, or if he didn't take it seriously at all.

No, it's not all.

The prince felt in a trance that he felt as if he was used to the situation.

It was a strange feeling, but that's how he felt.

The other party is not too lazy to get angry, nor is it really inconsiderate, but tired of coping.

At best, this incident can only be regarded as a small episode, and it has passed like this.

Although he recognized such a swordsmanship teacher, how could the prince, who loved painting, like "barbaric" swordsmanship? Compared with the concentration and vigor he had when he was learning to paint, his attitude when learning swordsmanship could be called slack.

Despite this, it must be said that Earl Grant was indeed the best teacher the prince had ever met.

Never before had the prince seen Count Grant angry.

Whether he is stupid or intelligent in swordsmanship, or unlearned, he can always guide himself with his own โ–กโ–ก.

But if anyone thinks that he will be waterproof when he takes the school exam, it is very wrong.

So strict that the prince sometimes wondered if he was deliberately taking the opportunity to take revenge on himself?

He wasn't alone, one of his maids said it to him.

At this time, the prince apparently did not realize why his etiquette teacher taught him that it was better not to speak ill of people behind his back.

When Count Grant slowly stepped out from the side, the prince's and the maid beside him froze.

Although the maid said that, the prince only thought about it in his heart and did not say it, but he always felt as if the other party had fully sensed his thoughts.

In front of this man, he always seems to make a fool of himself.

โ€œ...... Teacher. The prince wanted to explain something, but he didn't know what to say.

Count Grant didn't say anything to justify his previous slander, he just gave the maid a cold look.

That look was unprecedentedly lonely and contemptuous, as if to say: He is also worthy?!

The prince only felt that there was a sullen breath in his heart, and he couldn't spit it out or swallow it.

When he saw Earl Grant the next day, his silver-grey eyes were as calm and quiet as ever, and his speech and demeanor were still perfectly respectful, as if the look he had seen before was just an illusion.

For the first time, he decided to seriously study swordsmanship.

He carefully observed the other party's every move, drew his sword, swung his sword, and the figure of the other party holding a sharp sword was deeply engraved in his mind.

No one likes to be looked down upon, and he is no exception.

Whenever he feels that he has improved enough, the other party will mercilessly use the cruel reality to beat him to the ground.

In a solo battle, the prince was confident that he would be able to defeat every member of his knightly guard in ten moves. But he was not confident that he could survive ten moves under Earl Grant.

He never won the teacher, never.

When he was made an earl, the prince rarely called him a teacher directly.

Because he remembered how awkward he was when he first met Earl Grant.

He always remembered that the other party didn't care at the time.

He had always wanted to explain to Earl Grant that he had not deliberately refused his allegiance, but he could not spit out the words on the tip of his tongue.

"Earl......"

Count Grant looked at the prince: "?"

โ€œ...... No, it's fine. The prince coughed dryly in embarrassment.

Count Grant just said, "If your throat is itchy, drink plenty of water." โ€

The author has something to say: ...... Let's write an extra adjustment first, this is before the protagonist meets Cinderella, that is, before the prince is blackened.

Hmm, I'm hesitating to knock the prince out of the game, dismantle the official match, and let Cinderella and the male protagonist fall in love with each other.