First of All, I’m Drinking - Chapter 6

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Episode 6

‘That bastard must be around fifteen years old now.’

His large build made him look much more mature than his peers.

Step-

Killian stopped precisely in front of the four of us.

The attendants and servants watched the scene with tense expressions.

“Seria, what are you doing here.”

Killian spoke with a slightly angry voice.

“B-Brother? Why are you here….”

“It’s not ‘brother,’ it’s ‘elder brother.’ I’ve told you repeatedly to fix your speech, but you don’t listen at all.”

He crossed his arms and continued speaking.

“It’s time for ballet lessons. Even when I send attendants, you won’t listen, so you’ve made me come personally.”

“N-no! I don’t want to go to ballet lessons. My feet hurt every time I do that….”

“Stop talking nonsense and follow me right now.”

Killian roughly grabbed Seria’s arm and dragged her.

“Ah! It hurts! Brother! It hurts!”

“If you had listened when I spoke nicely, this wouldn’t have happened. You brought this all on yourself.”

Seria screamed continuously as she was dragged away by Killian’s grip.

Her forearm was turning pale white.

It was obvious he was gripping very tightly.

‘That bastard, suddenly causing trouble in the wrong place.’

He was a guy who had eaten manners mixed with rice.

Then one of the maids tried to stop Killian, saying:

“Y-Your Highness. Princess Seria is suffering. Isn’t this treatment too excessive….”

Slap-!

The maid’s words couldn’t continue.

Killian had swung his arm and struck her cheek.

“Where did you learn the habit of daring to question a royal’s decision? Do you think I, the Second Prince, am a joke?”

The maid trembled with her cheek reddened, bowing her head.

Killian’s blue eyes emitted a chilling murderous aura.

A savage momentum as if he would behead her at any moment.

Soon, thinking it meaningless to waste time on a mere maid, he sighed and turned around.

“Stupid bitch. I never had expectations for trash like you anyway. Neither the maid nor her master – not one of them is to my liking.”

The maid who had just tried to stop Killian was someone who worked exclusively for me.

Killian looked at me, Max, and Carno in turn, then added:

“Though direct lineage, you’re from lowly commoner blood, and these are just collateral trash, not even direct lineage. Seria, never associate with those bastards again. It lowers your status.”

Hearing Killian’s words, I snorted.

Who’s acting in the most undignified way here right now?

“Hurry up and come here.”

“I said it hurts!”

Even at this moment, Killian continued his tyrannical behavior, dragging Seria by the arm.

The twins Mac and Kal watched the scene, hugging each other and trembling.

“Haah….”

Finally, I couldn’t stand it and got up.

I shouldn’t fall for such cheap provocation.

It was because I couldn’t bear to hear Seria’s screams any longer.

“Elder brother.”

I grabbed Killian’s arm that was holding Seria and spoke.

“Seria is in pain. Please let go of her now.”

“…What?”

Killian turned his head and made eye contact with me.

“Let go of this.”

Killian shook off my hand.

Thanks to that, Seria, freed from his grip, collapsed onto the grass with a thud.

“Ouch!”

A sharp cry rang out clearly.

A trickle of fresh blood was flowing from Seria’s white, delicate knee.

It seemed she had gotten scraped by the dirt when she fell.

“Tsk.”

I saw a trace of guilt flash in Killian’s eyes as he confirmed the scene.

Though he was a guy with many character flaws, he still seemed to be at a salvageable level.

“How dare a lowly commoner’s blood.”

Killian glared and growled.

“What do you think you’re doing right now. How dare you lay hands on me, a prominent heir to the Imperial Throne? Aren’t you afraid of the consequences?”

“I only suggested you calm down a bit because your grip seemed too harsh, elder brother.”

“Ha.”

He bent his waist and brought his face close to mine.

With only a few centimeters between us, Killian’s and my gazes met.

“Was it Cael? Cael de Argent.”

“Yes, that’s correct.”

Killian lowered his voice and continued speaking.

“Listen well, Cael. There are ranks even among royalty. Not all who have blue eyes are the same kind of royalty.”

A characteristic of the Argent Imperial Family. Eyes blue like the sea.

Though there are differences in saturation depending on maternal bloodlines, all royalty are born with deep blue eyes.

“Don’t get cocky just because you’re His Majesty’s son. Your mother is nothing but a filthy commoner. You’re fundamentally different from me, Seria, and that bastard Arthur.”

This bastard talks just like that Vergil bastard.

I can’t stand it anymore.

I whispered in his ear.

“How about you shut that fucking mouth of yours.”

Startled by my profanity, Killian let out a shrill voice.

“Wh-what?”

I usually wouldn’t bother responding to such cheap provocation because it’s annoying.

“Elder brother, are you having fun?”

But he crossed the line.

“You… what did you just say….”

“I asked if it’s fun to act like a child and show off in front of your much younger siblings at fifteen years old.”

“You, you bastard…!”

From what I can see, this guy.

If left alone, he’ll definitely grow up to be complete trash.

It might not be bad to fix his habits while I’m at it.

“Huff, gasp!”

The knights’ faces turned pale, having heard my whisper with their excellent hearing.

Then Killian’s angry roar followed.

“I am a Second-rank Knight before I am the Second Prince! You must have gone crazy wanting to die!”

I spread both arms wide and smiled coolly, responding calmly.

“Try killing me once. I’ll stay right here without moving.”

Veins bulged on Killian’s forehead with a pop.

“Fine! I’ll kill you as you wish!”

“You mustn’t!”

“You must restrain yourself! Your Highness!”

The knights lined up behind him tried to restrain Killian.

However, the guy who was seething with rage wasn’t in a state to listen.

Swoosh!

Killian swung his fist toward me.

The trajectory was straight.

For someone who claimed to be a 2nd-star swordsman, it was a monotonous movement.

He probably thought no great technique was needed to beat up a mere eight-year-old kid.

The power was also at a pathetic level.

This doesn’t mean his skill was lacking compared to his level.

Still, either he had some brains or was considering the consequences, as it seemed he had controlled his strength.

Thud.

I caught his wrist with my left hand in a flowing motion.

In the blink of an eye, I rushed in and moved inside his body.

Then with my right hand, I firmly grabbed his collar and used the momentum to lift and throw him in the opposite direction with all my might.

“Huh, what?”

Killian’s feet left the ground.

Though he and I differed by more than two heads in height, that actually made it easier to lift him with less effort.

He was suspended in mid-air, making a dumbfounded expression as if denying reality.

“Gueek!”

Thump!

Soon he made a sound like a pig being slaughtered and sprawled spread-eagle on the grass.

I kicked Killian’s face like kicking a ball.

Smack!

“Gaak!”

Killian clutched his nose and rolled around on the dirt ground.

Two streams of dark red liquid flowed clearly between his fingers.

It was a double nosebleed.

“You, you little bastard!”

Killian contorted his face like a demon and had a fit looking at me.

He staggered and struggled to get up, taking a stance to charge at me.

I wasn’t one to just stand and watch.

Whoosh!

I lowered my center and struck Killian’s shin with a low roundhouse kick.

Crack!

Killian, who hadn’t yet recovered from the shock of being hit in the face, allowed the second strike and completely collapsed.

His body packed with lean muscle lost its center and toppled forward.

If I left him like that, he would hit the ground face-first and get seriously injured, but.

Smack!

I grabbed Killian’s hair with both hands and struck his face with my knee.

His body that had been collapsing forward began to fall in the opposite direction.

Killian’s nasal bone, having taken two powerful kicks as direct hits, seemed to have already met its end.

Droplets of blood spurting from his nose scattered in the air.

Thump!

Killian fell to the ground back of his head first.

Even after waiting for a while, he remained unconscious and didn’t wake up.

It would probably take half a day for him to regain consciousness.

“…What?”

“He won…?”

The servants and attendants, especially the knights who came to escort Killian, were shocked.

An eight-year-old kid had beaten a teenager who had reached puberty.

Moreover, a formally trained swordsman who had reached the 2nd-star level.

“Your Highness! Are you alright!”

“What are you doing! Quickly take His Highness to the priest!”

The knights who finally came to their senses carried Killian and ran off.

A broken nasal bone would be fixed instantly by an imperial priest.

The remaining knights also quickly followed after them.

All the knights disappeared from view except for one commander who appeared to be their leader.

“Prince Cael.”

That commander looked down at me and spoke.

It was the guy who had tried to behead the Wet Nurse before.

A middle-aged man with impressive gray hair and beard.

“Have you ever learned martial arts separately?”

At the unexpected question, I unconsciously asked back.

“Have I learned martial arts?”

“Yes, Your Highness.”

I answered honestly.

“No.”

To be precise, I hadn’t learned any in this life, but.

The commander widened his eyes with an expression of disbelief.

“Mmm… Cael.”

Seria approached.

In the meantime, thin gauze had been applied to her knee.

Red bloodstains showed through the white gauze.

“Thank you. It hurt so much…”

“It’s okay.”

Now I noticed teardrops faintly gathered around her eyes.

Judging by how her pupils were red and bloodshot, she had definitely cried, this kid.

“Don’t cry.”

“I’m not crying!”

Seria said that while rubbing around her eyes with her arm.

“I’m really not crying!”

“Yeah, yeah, good girl.”

I smiled and patted Seria’s small head.

Seria grimaced and swatted my hand away.

“Ugh, what disgusting thing are you doing!”

“Let’s go back now.”

At my words, the children got up as if they had been waiting.

I looked up at the sky.

The crimson sunset beyond the horizon was growing faint.

* * *

After the children had returned.

“…”

The gray-haired knight still stood without moving.

The commander of the knights who had escorted Killian.

One of the maids who was cleaning up the area cautiously approached him and asked.

“Um… aren’t you leaving, Count Gamillan?”

Zeroph Gamilan.

Commander of the Imperial Guard and a Sword Master who had reached the 7th-star level.

“…”

Zeroph Gamilan looked toward where Prince Cael had departed and opened his mouth.

“Is it true that Your Highness has never learned martial arts?”

“Yes, that is true.”

The words that came from the maid’s mouth were hard to believe.

“All imperial family members can receive martial arts training after their baptism ceremony. Are you not aware of this?”

“…Yes. I know. It’s just so hard to believe.”

He still kept his gaze fixed on the spot where Cael had left.

‘How many times will you surprise me.’

From the moment he witnessed the amazing potential of Cael, who fearlessly applied for the Silver Rite to the Empire’s Emperor, and twisted the sword path that was falling toward the Wet Nurse’s neck by throwing a toy.

Zeroph Gamilan wanted to add his own color to that genius of the ages.

“I should speak to His Majesty. About whether I can take charge of Prince Cael’s sword training.”

The maid opened her mouth in surprise.

“You would personally take charge, my lord?”

Soon there would be the baptism ceremony.

Finally, Prince Cael would begin receiving martial arts training in earnest.

The talent he possessed was probably among the finest in continental history.

If he grew as he was, he might surpass the 7-star barrier of Sword Masters.

He might even be able to glimpse the realm of Grand Master, which currently only one person on the continent had failed to reach.

“I look forward to the moment of teaching His Highness.”

The warm crimson light of sunset poured down onto the garden’s grass.

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