I Put all my Stats into Charm - Chapter 23

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I Put All My Stats Into Charm Episode 023

Theodor’s face turned red at the words that could easily be misunderstood.

Realizing belatedly what kind of misunderstanding I had caused, I hastily explained.

“Th-that is, I mean it would be good if you two switched personalities! The Duke’s personality is really terrible, isn’t it? I was thinking how nice it would be if you had your personality with the Duke’s face…!”

Theodor frowned.

“Are you saying my face is worse than Duke Winston’s?”

He’s upset about that point?

How confident is he in his own face?

Theodor continued with a displeased expression.

“I’ll have you know I’m quite popular.”

I stared intently at his face.

His clear features were refreshingly arranged, with a prominent nose bridge and sharp, angular jawline that added to his masculine impression. It was a face that suited cheerful smiles well.

His red hair, resembling the sunset, was lightly tousled, and even his free-spirited atmosphere was charming.

I’ll admit he’s handsome.

It’s hard to say who’s better between him and Jerome.

But so what? He’s like a painting of rice cake.

And rice cake that would burst into flames if you coveted it.

“Unfortunately, you’re not my type.”

“…”

At my answer, Theodor pressed his lips tightly together.

Don’t resent me too much. I know you’re handsome, but this is all for your safety.

We’re not meant to be together.

But Theodor couldn’t know about my hidden consideration. He spoke with a voice still tinged with indignation.

“Do you think I’m only famous for being the youngest Knight Captain? I’m also famous as a handsome Knight Captain!”

Theodor placed his chin on the back of his hand.

“Look, the face representing the Knight Captains! The Temple’s irreplaceable pride! If I weren’t a Knight Captain, you know what? I would have made a living off my face long ago!”

“Then why did you become a Knight Captain instead of living off your face?”

“That’s…!”

Theodor, who had been venting his frustration, hesitated. Then he mumbled his words.

“Anyway, back to the main point. Do you remember what I told you?”

I nodded and answered.

“Keep distance, don’t be emotional, create natural contact points, don’t show you like him, make him think of you, create longing. Right?”

I had no idea how to create longing, but I remembered it anyway.

At my answer, Theodor grinned with satisfaction.

“Yes, just do that.”

“But how do you know all this so well? When you have no dating experience.”

He tapped his temple with his finger.

“I know it all through knowledge.”

“Knowledge?”

“There isn’t a romance novel in the market that I haven’t read.”

“…”

I suddenly felt anxious.

Isn’t this that thing?

The type who learned about love through books.

Can I trust this guy?

I looked at Theodor with suspicious eyes.

“What? Why are you looking at me like that?”

“Just… nothing.”

I avoided Theodor’s gaze. But I could still feel his piercing stare.

“As you know, romance is forbidden for Knight Captains. Do you understand the sadness of having to live vicariously through romance novels?”

“Who said anything about it?”

“Anyway, do well. You were fortunately born with a romantic surname.”

“What do you mean?”

At my question, Theodor looked slightly surprised.

“Your surname Amerbier is the heroine’s surname from ‘The Black Carriage Passes Through the Garden.’ Don’t you know?”

“I don’t know it.”

“Good heavens…”

Theodor held his forehead with an expression as if he’d heard the sky was falling.

“You don’t date and you don’t read romance novels either? What joy did you live for? It was a miracle you became interested in the Duke.”

What joy did I live for?

I lived vicariously through dating simulation games. Though I’m suffering now after being transported into that very game.

“Read ‘Black Carriage Garden’ as soon as you get back. You must. How can you expect to date without reading this!”

Don’t use abbreviations that only you know.

I looked at the fussing Theodor with cold, jaded eyes.

If dating skills improved through vicarious experience, I would have made dozens of men cry.

How much time did I invest in dating simulation games?!

Unaware of my bitter feelings, Theodor tapped my arm and said.

“Anyway, I’m going to wash up now, so do well.”

I nodded and sent Theodor off.

Come to think of it, wasn’t Amerbier the surname Caliton gave me?

I thought it was just a randomly chosen surname, but I didn’t know it was the same as a novel protagonist’s.

I’ll have to try Theodor’s advice to see if it’s effective.

I wrapped up the day thinking I should start attacking Jerome in earnest again from tomorrow.

When day broke, I approached Theodor, who had finished preparing to depart.

“Wouldn’t it be better to stay together until you’re completely recovered?”

He gave a sly smile.

“Why? Are you already feeling lonely thinking I won’t be here?”

“They say having too high self-esteem is also a disease.”

“It’s fine for me since I have reason to be confident.”

“…”

I looked at Theodor with an incredulous expression.

Theodor giggled as if something was amusing and continued.

“I’ll let you know your location when I meet the Imperial Knights. In the meantime, work hard on appealing your charm to the Duke.”

“Got it. Be careful.”

Theodor let out a soft laugh and carefully took my hand in his.

As he lowered his head, his rose-red hair flowed down softly.

A soft, warm sensation touched the back of my hand.

Before the warmth on my hand could fade, Theodor lifted his lips and looked at me.

His green eyes curved gently. It was the same smile as usual, but somehow a serious atmosphere flowed.

“May God’s blessing be with you.”

Even after Theodor left, it seemed like warmth remained where his lips had touched. I rubbed the back of my hand at the ticklish feeling.

A hand kiss.

As someone from the Eastern land of courtesy, it’s a somewhat embarrassing farewell greeting, isn’t it?

It suddenly occurred to me anew that Theodor’s profession was a knight.

After Theodor left.

I sat blankly and looked around the campsite.

They say you don’t notice when someone arrives but you notice when they leave. Without that noisy person around, it felt a bit empty.

But I couldn’t just waste the precious time I had. It was time to use the secret technique Theodor had taught me.

I grabbed a passing servant of Jerome’s and asked.

“Where is His Grace?”

“He went to the training grounds to practice.”

Perfect.

I should at least pretend to train to create a natural point of contact.

To think I’d apply it to real situations right away. Look at this amazing adaptability.

Maybe I’m actually a romance genius?

Praising myself, I picked up the meat tenderizer Theodor had left behind. Then I headed to the training grounds the servant had mentioned.

At the training grounds, Theodor in light clothing was sparring with several soldiers, swords in hand.

Every time Jerome swung his sword in a wide arc, his firm chest muscles made their presence known through the loose neckline of his tunic.

Who said clothes make the man? When the body wearing them is perfect, that’s all that matters.

I decided to abandon my belief that uniforms were the completion of fashion.

Ah, but this isn’t why I came here.

Barely regaining my composure, I quietly approached Jerome’s vicinity.

He told me to keep my distance, so I shouldn’t get too close.

But I was at a loss for what to do first.

Training? I’ve never done anything like that before.

I recalled the battle with the Brocksh in the cave. Should I just swing it like a baseball bat?

“Hah!”

I began swinging the meat tenderizer. The hammer was quite heavy, so I couldn’t help but grunt with each swing.

“Huh-uh! Hah! Uh-ugh! Ugh!”

The surroundings were strangely quiet. Looking around, I saw soldiers focusing their attention on me.

They were staring at me with strange expressions.

What? Why are they looking at me like that?

I gave them an awkward smile.

“Ah, please continue what you were doing. I’m training too.”

The soldiers still wore serious expressions as they whispered among themselves.

“That’s supposed to be training? I’ve never seen or heard of anything like it.”

“Is it okay to leave him like that? Isn’t it dangerous?”

“That’s a meat tenderizer.”

“Is he crazy?”

I can hear everything, you know.

What do you guys know? About my desperate need to catch Jerome’s attention like this!

And what’s wrong with a meat tenderizer!

This is a sacred weapon that protected me from the Brocksh!

Meanwhile, Jerome didn’t even glance in my direction.

The one who should be paying attention isn’t.

I swung the meat tenderizer while ignoring the unwelcome stares.

That’s when it happened.

Perhaps because I put too much force into the last swing, the meat tenderizer slipped from my hand and flew through the air.

The meat tenderizer crossed the middle of the training grounds, flying toward a very unfortunate direction.

Straight toward Jerome’s head.

“…!”

The moment the meat tenderizer flew toward Jerome.

He deflected the meat tenderizer with the flat of his sword. With a sharp sound of metal clashing against metal, the meat tenderizer bounced off the ground, rolled, and came to a stop.

The training grounds became as quiet as if frozen.

“….”

“….”

“….”

While everyone held their breath.

Jerome slowly parted his lips.

His voice was cold and chilling like ice.

“…Are you trying to kill me?”

My mind went dizzy.

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