Escape From The Tyrant

Taming the Tyrant of the Future (11)

He had not expected to see such a high-level battle class. The Crown Prince was a prime example of a high-level master judging from what he saw.

However, the Crown Prince also improved his skills without falling behind, even though he was led that way.

“You gave too much strength. On the wrist.”

Charlize immediately diagnosed Dylan's swordsmanship as soon as she dealt with it.

"Get your strength to slacken."

Dylan listened to Charlize carefully. The lighter dual swords tried to reach Charlize quickly.

The move surprised me. Can you swing your sword very seriously in battle without fully trusting your opponent's skills?

you might get hurt. This is the reason for humans to be a little hesitant.

But it seems familiar to them. Charlize dodged the double sword as if flying lightly.

"Think of stabbing a little more straight."

“You mean like this?”

"No."

As if to point out, Charlize stood in place and made the optimal move for Dylan.

It aimed right next to Dylan's neck with precision like a powerfully fired arrow.

Dylan apparently closed his mouth and immersed himself in the classroom.

The Crown Prince's skin was brushed and tricked again. The sword on the other hand charged in without breathing space.

If Charlize is serious, Dylan will die on the spot.

"Like this."

Dylan nodded as if he understood. Charlize tilted her head and took a few steps back.

Deliberately taking a helpless posture ...

As if Dylan was waiting, he stabbed the double sword straight forward.

Dylan was a genius who understood and absorbed Charlize's explanation on the spot, but Charlize dodged a brilliant attack too easily.

It shows ridiculous genius.

“Sorry, Teacher. I think the problem must be because I put too much force on my wrist. ”

"I can't help it because of its strong grip."

Charlize, who was smiling gently, looked dazzling. Maintaining a friendly atmosphere, the class made rapid progress.

The double sword is a speciality of Akan. That was why he could see how ridiculous the conversation was.

It makes no sense to diagnose swordsmanship directly on the spot and to correct bad sword habits within tens of minutes of practice. It was almost a miracle.

'He can fully see through the Crown Prince.'

Now that he had seen it, he knew there was a reason why the Crown Prince was an accomplished disciple.

First, Charlize only showed the parts that the current Crown Prince could absorb properly.

Making sure he reads the levels correctly and only does what he can.

'Eri?'

on whom?

Charlize's?

the mind will be empty.

He doesn't know what he's done. No, people in their families. Maybe they covered the sparks with sand that could bloom brilliantly?

[What do you mean, female knight? That's ridiculous.]

[What kind of black sword is this?]

Will ignore Charlize. He said he had killed their mother and treated her coldly.

'In hindsight, the kid who used the double sword also had a small body and his name was Lize.'

He was still obsessed with the winner of the sword competition four years ago. The memory of that double sword and the boy he was facing was extremely strong.

However, Charlize's swordsmanship that unfolded right before her eyes was probably higher than what the winner thought would be great.

That is a very regrettable talent.

'Maybe that position of honor could be held by Charlize.'

This was not a child who should be content with teaching swordsmanship to the royal family.

He probably shone more brilliantly and received the admiration of all the knights.

Isn't Charlize as the best talent a true winner?

Will feel tormented for a moment. He felt suffocated after seeing it with his own eyes.

He didn't even think of persuading her anymore.

"We've ignored him."

Such brilliant talent…

It'll be dazed.

"Teacher, it's gone."

"Oh, so?"

Charlize looked back after Dylan's words for a moment. The chair is empty. He didn't care much, so he didn't even realize he was gone.

Looking at Dylan again, the Crown Prince had a rather delicate face.

"What are you thinking?"

"The sword is too simple?"

Dylan smiled at Charlize's simple answer. Dylan's sincere smile was extremely rare. Such a warm and sweet kindness.

It made him feel better to show it just in front of Charlize. Charlize smiled, putting one sword on the floor.

'The empire will soon be destroyed.'

The sword is very simple. It was so easy. He can see everything. It was because being a Saint, it was easy and fun.

Wherever he went, it was home to Charlize, where the world was obeyed like a gentle sheep.

It was a ship that flowed like air as if it was passing through his soul. This entire continent is like a reservoir where Charlize.

"The time I spent with His Majesty was the most pleasant."

“I also enjoyed it, Guru.”

"In that case, will we continue the class?"

Charlize was excited like a fish in water. Dylan nodded. The sword struck again in the air.

***

Dante nervously searches outside. He heard that he would visit Charlize's class by force.

He was worried that it would hurt his sister's feelings more when she went to persuade him.

"Sister!"

Dante shouted as he saw Will. He ran and gasped. It was a hot summer, so he quickly wiped away his sweat.

When he saw Akan up close, his face was muddled. Even if the country was destroyed, he would not be able to make such a face.

"…What is going on? Brother, what's wrong? I'm nervous."

"Yes?"

Akan's eyes, which seemed to be possessed by something, became clear for a moment. Upon receiving Will's gaze from the front, Dante stepped back.

'Ambience ...'

"I. What have I done?"

"Whatdoes that mean? Did you make a mistake with Charlize? ”

"…Mistakes."

Will laugh out of nowhere.

“I've made a lot of mistakes.”

"…What?"

"We made the boy like that."

Dante realized that the situation was unusual. The forehead will get increasingly distorted and the eyes begin to turn red.

It would eventually cover his face with his palm. The sound of breathing becomes very hot. Like a crying animal.

“…”

Without a sound, Will kneel.

Dante realized something was wrong. But he couldn't ask me carefully.

Because Akan's expression, which was on the verge of crying, looked extremely shattered.

Even when her brother's wedding was postponed, she did not put on such a face.

He has always been Ronan's honorable and confident successor.

"What have we done…"

Will stammer.

The sound of breathing, even the sound that was not loud, Dante could feel it. The whispers resembled screams and screams.

Dante was silent for a long time.

***

"There are so many people who want to see the Grandmaster today ..."

The servant chased after him and told Charlize. After class, Charlize was taking a bath in the bathtub in the bedroom.

There was a servant who kept the warm water continuously. That must be a luxury.

Charlize looked into the file the waiter had given her. That's where the stack of daily meeting apps he received today.

“If I open and read it, it will get wet. Will you read it for me?”

"Yes, Grandmaster."

The maid lowered her head politely, and Charlize's hair was drenched.

Although she had a naked face, her skin was very clean, so she was very beautiful. Waves that gently rubbed against the sky. It even seemed like a dream about how the steam appeared.

“There is a sect of professors, who brought invitations from the Association of Academy Professors.”

"Yes…"

Charlize buried herself in the water with her eyes closed. The waiter continued to report in a polite voice.

It was an invitation to hold a lecture for a student of the academy, politely asking to join the Professors Association. Isn't he busy teaching Dylan?

"Down with it."

Charlize said without much hesitation.

“Yes, Grandmaster. Next was the successor of the Count Gharhan family who came from the province. He said that he came because there was something unfair about the succession issue, and he was eager to meet you, Grandmaster.”.

He had no idea why this fellow had come to Charlize to discuss the matter of succession. There were more nobles like that than he thought.

Those who regard the Grandmaster as a woman of power and try to flatter her, who want to offer bribes, and who want to get help from power.

The difference before and after Dylan became Crown Prince was huge. It was difficult to reach the Crown Prince directly, so those people blindly followed Charlize.

The waiter said there had been more than eight people since then.

Charlize refused everything.

“Last, young miss Remiya from Duke Hare.”

Charlize's eyes open.

“I'll meet him.”

"Yes? …But you haven't heard the reason?”

"It's okay."

Charlize smiled and came out of the bathtub. Water drops falling.

The servant's face turned red. A dress was placed over Charlize's body.

From the waiter who dries his hair behind him, to the waiter who brings perfume. Everyone served Charlize perfectly.

"Yes, I'll help you prepare."

The waiter, who bowed his back politely, stepped back to relay the Grandmaster's orders.

Charlize looked far away. The reason why Charlize, who wanted to be licked by everyone before she returned to the past, wanted to meet young miss Remiya the reason was simple:

Because he is the right person for the Crown Prince.

[Teacher, your hands are cold.]

From the day he removed the cloth around his mouth, Dylan's physical contact grew more and more frequent.

Dylan once held Charlize's hand, saying that he would apply the precious cream he had imported from other countries.

[I want to wash your feet to celebrate Teacher's Day. Is that okay?]

Once, he even knelt down and washed his feet in front of Charlize.

He put the soap in his hand and rubbed it gently. This time it really tickled.

The Crown Prince did it himself and even wiped it with a towel.

It was just an innocent and polite hand to say that there were different intentions. Charlize did not reject him, but she felt she had to slowly move away.

'I'd better keep my distance from Dylan for now.'

It is an intuitive realization.

Sometimes intuition is faster and more accurate. There are times when decisions come first and reasons come later. Now is the time.

'It's okay if it's young miss Remiya.'

Charlize had already reported it to her superiors. The grandmaster was the closest aide who would serve the emperor in the future.

The Imperial Family treated the Grandmaster thoroughly. There is also a direct contact network.

[For the sake of His Highness the Crown Prince, you cannot continue with him.]

Dylan is a grown-up. And a legitimate wife is needed.

A successor without a successor is unstable. Dylan doesn't seem to be interested in women at all. After all, he should be the emperor.

It makes no sense that there are no maternal relatives to support the royal family where legitimacy is important.

Charlize changed her clothes and went to see young miss Remiya. But until then, Charlize did not know either:

Life sometimes doesn't go as you wish.