Reincarnated as the Most Hated Sovereign

Chapter 16: The Training Agreement

Chapter 16: The Training Agreement

Adrian's POV

It's been a few days since the attack on me. I'm here in my room, waiting for Richard to bring my breakfast.

In just a few minutes, Richard arrives with my meal.

"Here's your breakfast. Now, tell me what happened the other night. Why were you out late and why did you return in the early hours?" Richard bombards me with questions.

"It's nothing," I reply.

"What do you mean 'nothing'? You were drenched in sweat when you came back that night, and your clothes had bloodstains. Tell me," he persists.

"Something happened, and that's it. Enough questions. Let's just eat," I divert the conversation.

After saying that, he falls silent, and we finish our meal.

A while later

Richard catches me staring at him. I've been looking at him since earlier because I had something on my mind.

"What are you looking at? You're lost in thought again, aren't you?" Richard questions me.

"Do you know anyone who can train me in swordsmanship?" I inquire.

"Why do you want to train?" he asks.

"I just want to," I reply.

"Alright, I'll support you whatever your reason is," Richard says, smiling, before leaving the room with our dishes.

Sometimes, I wonder who Richard really is. All I know is that he arrived here and became my butler when he was 12 years old, as Angelo's memories recall. But in truth, there's more to him that I can't access yet. Maybe I'll unlock it eventually, just not now.

Why did Richard suddenly come to mind? Maybe because I see Sam in him. I miss her. I wish she were here, I think to myself.

"I'm thinking about all sorts of things. I should rest for now," and I drift off to sleep.

Richard's POV

I'm here now, heading to the Training Grounds to speak with the Deputy Commander.

As I walk, I think of Angelo, or should I say Adrian. I know he recognizes me.

Sigh I take a deep breath and continue walking until I reach the training ground.

While looking at him, I decide to approach him.

"Deputy Commander," I call out to him, and as he turns to look at me, his striking appearance is revealed.

The black-haired deputy commander has piercing obsidian eyes that hold a sense of determination and authority. His chiseled jawline exudes strength, complemented by a confident stance that demands respect. His lean and muscular frame suggests agility and prowess in battle. Overall, his appearance exudes a commanding presence that leaves a lasting impression on those around him.

He approaches me and asks, "What are you doing here?"

"I just wanted to ask if you'd allow someone to train under you," I reply.

"Why? And Who is this?" he questions.

"The beloved youngest prince, Prince Angelo," I answer.

"Huh? Are you sure about that? He might quit in less than five minutes," he chuckles before continuing.

This guy is so arrogant. Just wait, you'll see who you looked down on. Adrian won't let you win, I think to myself, feeling irritated by this man.

"Will you agree?" I ask.

"Sure, but don't blame me if your ward comes home crying," he jokes.

"Of course, and don't worry, that won't happen. Let's see for ourselves," I reply, teasingly.

"Tsk, it's on. But bring your ward to the training ground tomorrow. If I win, I won't train him, and your ward will provide for my men's needs," he declares. I look around and realize that his men have been listening to our conversation.

"Deal, but if you lose, you'll train my ward in swordsmanship, and you will serve my ward. Do you understand?" I clarify.

"Tsk, as if your ward can beat me," he scoffs.

"Let's see tomorrow. Also, I'll inform you early on, don't underestimate my ward just because he lacks swordsmanship knowledge. We'll meet here tomorrow, and I'll bring him," I conclude.

The Deputy Commander stares at me for a while after my words, then smiles and says, "Alright, let's see what your ward can do. But remember our agreement."

"Okay, I'll see you tomorrow. Farewell, Deputy Commander Ethan Blackwood," I bid him goodbye, saying "Vaelis" as I leave.