Chapter 10: 11. training start and bait set (3)

“May the Light of Day and the Dark of Night bless you, young master.”

Leko eyed the red-headed knight, who bowed to him in greeting. It was polite if not for the stiff smile and the bow being a little too high. A sigh slipped from his lips and Lance twitched.

“Don’t bother with the greeting unless there are other people around. You are known as the best amongst the knights and as a captain, you have a lot of work on your shoulders already. I’m sorry-” Lance jerked. His gaze met Leko’s for the first time, “-for the fact that my father dragged you from your work to play teacher with me. I’ll make an excuse and have him find someone else.”

Lance gaped at Leko, who waited for him to gather his own thoughts. Lance was a good person to learn from and an amazing knight. He will become even better when he travels with Calen. Lance was also a very good person. He was kind and cared a lot for his fellow knights and the people of Hosyn. He had a lot of pride in the duchy. It was no surprise that he had no affection for Leko.

A shame, but Leko would find someone else. He didn’t need a great teacher. Leko could get better himself. He only needed the basics shown to him. Lance wasn’t needed. Leko tilted his head and indicated the entrance of the garden.

“Leave. I’ll make sure this doesn’t affect you in any way.”

He turned from the redhead. Leko found the same spot that Kurio and Faier had made him suffer with the early morning training. Leko let his eyes take in the garden. He blinked at the sight of a target range off to the left. The wood splintered, and the paint seemed cracked. Leko started walking towards it, his curiosity getting the better of him.

“Young Master.” Leko stopped and turned to Lance who fidgeted. The knight hadn’t moved from the spot he occupied. Leko frowned. “As the captain, I must do any task the Duke gives me to the best of my ability. I apologize, but I can not leave. I will do my task of training you in using any weapon you wish that I have the capabilities of helping you with.” Lance bowed again and kept the position as Leko's lidded eyes stayed on him.

Leko held back another sigh. He didn’t want to learn from someone who didn’t like him. What if Lance taught him wrong in spite? He supposed the man was smart enough not to do that. The Duke would at some point want to test his son's skill and if he was not taught well, it would only fall on Lance.

“Fine, a crossbow is my preferred weapon. A sword is secondary, and I want to pick up daggers when I have the first two down well.”
Three weapons. Leko wanted to learn three fighting styles with them. He wanted variety when he fought, it was good to be unpredictable. Once he has all three down,

Leko will mix them into one and then combine it with a hand-to-hand combat style. Creating something completely new. People will have a hard time analyzing his style when it’s a big mess. He won’t master it in two years, but he can set the foundation at the very least.

Dragging in a deep breath before letting it out. Five seconds in, five seconds out. Leko kept at it for a minute before he heard Faier and Kurio approach.

“Young Master!” Faier’s bright voice grated on Leko’s ringing ears. He brushed it off and nodded at the woman.

“I’ve managed to get the word spread, young master. Kurio said that you needed it to reach the Camba Duchy. It will take at least a week. I can’t do it any faster without making it obvious that you’re focused there.”

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A feeling of disbelief clawed at him. A week? In this world, the size of a Kingdom is equal to the size of a continent. Some are smaller, some are bigger, but on average that’s the size. Droitt is no exception to this. Hosyn and Camba are on completely opposite sides of the Kingdom. Where Hosyn is at the bottom area of the continent, Camba is all the way at the top. There are magical ways to communicate, but those are expensive. Leko didn’t want anyone to know who or what rank he is. If he used magical means, it would become pretty obvious it was a wealthy noble. They also had to spread the information out in other directions. He didn't want it to be obvious that he was aiming at Camba. That flighty bastard would bolt if he thought it was a trap. It was a trap of course, but it wasn’t like Leko wasn't going to kill the man, only use him.

“Are you sure it won’t come off wrong?”

“I took all precautions. Please trust me with this young master.”

Leko nodded. It wasn’t like he had much choice. This wasn’t something he could do himself.

“Let’s go then!” Kurio cheered, his tone dull. Leko raised a brow and started a light jog. This hour he dedicated to his stamina. Leko planned on starting with running. He will add HIIT into it when his stamina became better. Kurio and Faier would join him, but this time it won’t be for teaching. He didn’t need a teacher for this. He didn’t even need the company, but the two insisted, so Leko let it go. It’s not like it mattered. Though it seemed like Kurio was having second thoughts.

While running at a steady pace, Leko concentrated on keeping his breathing even. He felt a rattle in his chest each time he drew a breath. It sparked a slight annoyance at the poison that was still in his system.

“The construction for this Parkour area has yet to finish. What will you do for the last hour?”

Faier’s question had Leko glancing to the side he knew she was at. The blurred edges of his vision made it hard to see her with clarity.

“Study,” He answered back. He didn’t have the energy for a full sentence.

“Young master,” Faier’s voice was tinted with worry. Leko huffed and pushed himself forward. The pace was becoming too easy.

Leko was honest about studying, but it would be things that the original Leko should have known. Noble etiquette and world history were the two main things he needed to learn. He knew some things from the hero's start line. The shitty world-building made the information limited.

It would still be awhile yet. He had stealth training after this, and only then would he be able to grab some books and curl up in his bed. Man, Leko wanted a break.

He was almost done. A little more and he could rest.

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