Early in the morning of the second day after Bran spoke, the Duke's tall figure appeared at the door of Bran's bedroom and handed Bran a wooden sword that he had made overnight to Bran who had just opened the door.

After a moment of silence, Bran reached out and took the wooden sword, but never looked up at his father. This made the duke, who had been excited all night, sigh helplessly. He stroked Bran's head with his hand and turned to leave. As the Duke of the Northlands, he has so much to attend to that it is impossible for him to focus all his energy on Bran. Now that Bran can speak, maybe the kid will get better a little bit, the Duke thought of this, and a smile appeared on his face.

But the anticipation didn't last long. For the next few days, the Duke did not see an excitedly sword-wielding figure, as he had hoped. The one who appears in the courtyard every day is still the clean and dumb idiot son.

That night, when Flowey the Black Cat occupied a chair at the table, the Duke followed Bran into his bedroom. Faced with this silent child, the Duke was a little confused, and sighed inwardly, not hoping for the conversation that was about to begin. But as a father, there will always be something hopeless for the child, and the important thing is not the result, but the choice.

Looking down at Bran, the Duke said slowly, "According to the tradition of the Northlands, knights loyal to the clan will dine with the head of the clan whenever they return to the castle. It comes from the oath that there will be your place by my fire, and my daily bread will have your portion. Therefore, a simple daily dinner represents responsibility and honor. ”

After a slight pause, the Duke continued, "Today you brought the Bobcat to the dinner table, then you must prove that you are qualified to let the Bobcat sit there." And only by becoming a knight is you eligible to designate a wait-and-serve meal. With that, the Duke glanced around, reached out and took the wooden sword in the corner next to the door, and handed it to Bran.

Bran hesitated slightly, reached out and took the wooden sword, raised his head, which had been hanging down since he entered the house, looked into the duke's eyes and said softly: "Actually, I want to be a scholar, since you need a knight with developed limbs, then it is better to become a knight." ”

In the duke's stunned gaze, Bran raised his sword and gave him a standard knightly salute, then lowered the tip of his sword and touched the black cat at his feet, and said, "My squire will share dinner with me." ”

The duke, who came to his senses, laughed out loud and gave Bran a hug. It was a hug that made Bran feel a little suffocated, but it wasn't bad, thick and warm.

That night, after coming out of Bran's room, the Duke's laughter echoed through the castle......

Bran's good days came to an end, and Bran, who was woken up in the morning, jogged around the square in front of the castle, and a kitten staggered on its short legs, trying to keep up with him, and made a childish meow, so that Bran had no choice but to turn around and pick up the kitten and put it on his shoulder. After completing the morning exercise, Bran finished breakfast with his mother's advice to eat more, and his mother's partiality once again aroused all kinds of envy and jealousy from his siblings......

Bran's daily routine changed from sleeping, eating, and being in a daze, to sleeping, training, eating, and being in a daze. And began to realize that his son was a child of normal mind, and the daze became an intolerable behavior in the eyes of the duke, and the conversation between father and son began again.

"Last time you said you wanted to be an academic?"

"Yes. ”

"Actually, it's good to be a scholar. ”

“......”

Bran's daily routine began to become sleeping, training, eating, studying, and being in a daze......

Bran, who has adult self-discipline, naturally does not have too much trouble coping with these training and learning for children. Of course, except for the skill training of knights, mature thinking does not bring physical advantages, and physical growth is still a relatively long process. But the fortitude of a mature mind was enough for Bran to continue his initial training until his body was fully adapted.

There are too many known and unknown things in this world, as long as you think, then you will always find a lot of knowledge to learn. This left Bran with less and less time to stand at the castle gate in a daze.

The Duke is now satisfied, and dissatisfied. To his satisfaction, he found that Bran was becoming more and more normal, and that the communication between father and son was becoming smoother, and that the child always appeared at the castle gate with a sluggish face, and now had a black cat with him in a daze. Because Bran and the black cat Flowey are inseparable, the idiots of the Duke's family have changed from one to a couple......

With the attitude of saying too much and losing it, Bran can still be called a man of few words, but in the dispute between father and son, his change is also obvious, although he is still a wooden idiot in the eyes of his brothers, but he can already communicate with some simple language. And with the black cat Flowey, Bran at least no longer feels lonely, he finally has someone to talk to, a partner to keep secrets, which gradually pulls him back from the brink of collapse.

Time always flies, and more than 1 year has passed in a flash. The black cat Flowey is no longer the little dot who needs to lie on Bran's shoulder, and can already keep up with Bran's jogging footsteps, and a factor called wildness has also begun to appear on his body.