The Lazy Swordmaster Chapter 17
"F-, fabricate it?"
Riley quickly shook his head and looked at Stein who was standing to the side with a pale face.
The face was full of innocence.
"That’s right. Youve made up lies on paper..."
It seemed the message was well received, and Stein cut Lloyds words as he frowned.
"Stop."
As if he still had more words to say, his lips continued to move as he pointed his finger at Riley.
"But father! He-!"
"I wont repeat myself, Lloyd."
"Kuk..."
As he could no longer push his words at Riley due to his fathers interference, Lloyds face crumbled as if he had tasted s.h.i.t.
"Riley."
"Yes, Father."
"It is late now, go to your room."
A sound originating from the grinding of teeth could be heard next to Stein.
Considering the situation, it was definitely from Lloyd.
"And..."
"...?"
As he was about to go to his room after saying his farewells to his father and brothers, he stopped and turned to look at Stein.
"Tomorrow. I have some words to say so as soon as you wake up, you are to bring yourself to my office."
As soon as you wake up...
Count Stein has ordered Riley to come the moment hes awake.
The reason why he didnt choose a time of the day was likely because he knew Riley would most likely be the latest to wake up in the mansion.
"...Yes."
Riley replied.
Come for what? He didnt ask such a question.
He was tired from the workout before, and didnt want to drag out the conversation.
His only thought was to quickly lie down on his bed.
His brother Lloyds anger only felt like a nuisance to him.
"Then, good night."
Riley bowed once more to his father and brothers.
Despite Seras worry, there werent any clashes in the meeting of the brothers.
"...What are your thoughts?"
As Riley disappeared from the corridor, among the 3 remaining men left, the first son Ryan asked Stein.
It was about Riley.
"What do you think?"
Stein asked in return.
After a pause, Ryan replied as he watched Rileys back recede further into the distance.
"I do not think...he is lying."
As Ryan spoke of Rileys innocence, Lloyd could not withhold himself and spoke up.
"Brother!"
As he could not believe Ryans speculation, Lloyd spoke with clenched fists.
"To read the mans eyes is an ability every great swordsman must have. You must be able to determine right from wrong, and it allows you to read your opponents attack and so plan out your future moves."
Ryans cold eyes were pointed at his brother.
"Losing mother was...unfortunate, but there is nothing we can do. We cannot let our emotions cloud our judgement for this incident. To have an a.s.sa.s.sin among the Iph.e.l.leta house, truth be told I am...ashamed. I almost want to send words of grat.i.tude to Riley."
"Brother! How could you say that!"
"Then are you saying I am wrong? That you would prefer that those facts never came to light?"
Lloyd dropped his head and his fists shook.
There was nothing he could say back.
"Thats not the case, its Riley..."
"Hoh, so what I saw was not the truth? Is that what you want to say?"
"..."
"Lloyd. It was bound to come out. Its better that it was exposed now. There is nothing you can hide forever."
"But Brother, Mother... what about Mother!?"
Lloyd who was so eager to talk back closed his mouth.
It was different from Lloyd, but Ryan was also angry.
That his mother was an a.s.sa.s.sin.
That his brother wouldn’t listen to him.
"You are standing in front of your father."
Ryans last words were a warning.
At his brothers quiet voice, Lloyd could no longer nag and closed his mouth.
His best course of action was to bite his lips in frustration.
"If you are going to continue acting like a child, then you are better off staying silent. There is a saying- inaction can get you halfway."
"..."
The usually kind, gentle brother seemed a great deal stricter today.
As feelings of betrayal, frustration and rage made his heart pound faster than ever, Lloyd clutched his chest and dropped his chin.
It was to acknowledge the warning and keep the silence.
"Firstly, I have the same thoughts as Ryan. Riley does not seem to be lying."
Stein, who was watching the tension between the two, spoke.
He also did not see any sense of falsehood in Rileys eyes.
"But..."
"...?"
"No, it is nothing."
Stein who was looking at the path Riley took shook his head and turned back.
***
"...Brother."
Lloyd called Ryan who was ahead of him.
Although he did get angry before, Ryan stopped and turned to see his brother as it didnt seem like he wanted to ignore him.
"Do you really think Mother was wrong...Is that what you think?"
In response to those shaking words, Ryans stiff face turned to a gentle one and walked towards Lloyd.
Ryans right hand raised.
"Uck?!"
‘Is he going to hit me?’
He closed his eyes expecting a slap to the face, but then opened them in surprise when the hand landed on top of his head instead.
"Lloyd..."
"Brother?"
As he patted his brother’s head, Ryan continued to speak.
At his gentle words, Lloyds mouth opened.
"The successor has not been decided, yet."
The successor to the house...
It was talked about before, but as Ryan has said, the successor to the Iph.e.l.leta House had not yet been decided.
It might have been because Stein was still in perfect health but some had speculated that Stein still had some expectations from his third son.
"Mothers incident can still be solved after the successor has been decided."
"Brother...then?"
"Yes."
He was talking around it, but if Ryans words were to be summarised in one sentence...
He will win the successor battle.
He was planning to move after he had received the Iph.e.l.leta name.
"Brother...!"
Lloyds green eyes began to shine.
Ryan chuckled at his brothers gaze of respect.
"I would never give Riley the position of Family Head just because I angered father. Its true hes lazy as h.e.l.l, but we cant deny that father still sees promise in him."
It would not have been odd if both of them were also banished after the Orelly incident, but thankfully they could stay in the mansion as they had received the familys swordsmanship.
Not to mention, they werent dropped out from the successor race so they needed to aim for it.
"Let us think about mother afterwards."
"Yes...yes!"
Lloyd nodded twice at those words.
Just as his brother, who was weeping from the emotions inside him, turned his gaze toward the ground...
"..."
Ryans gentle smile quickly twisted into a sinister one.
***
The next day...
Past lunch and late in the afternoon, Riley rubbed his eyes and stood while he was shook left and right in front of Steins office.
Next to him was Ian who was sweating nonstop.
"Young Master, how can you fall asleep now? Wake up! Now!"
"Ah, alright. Man...Im so tired too."
Riley continued to complain about his lack of sleep, as he could not go to sleep until his mothers scolding was done.
"Master has ordered you to come personally. Oh dear, I should not have let my guard down at that moment...d.a.m.n it."
Riley, who could no longer stand Ians nagging, placed his hand on the door k.n.o.b.
As promised, Riley had come to Steins office as soon as he woke up.
"Young Master, this may be an opportunity. Lady Orelly has been banished from the mansion. You can finally aim to compete for the successor’s seat..."
Knock knock
Before Ian could finish his words, Riley knocked on the door with one of his hands.
"Enter."
It seemed the sound had reached him, and Steins reply came from within.
"Im going in."
"Y- Young Master!"
Just as he was about to turn the k.n.o.b, Riley turned his head to look at the man who was calling him.
Good luck!
Although he didnt say it, he moved his lips in such way as he clenched his fist toward Riley.
It was a fighting pose.
TLN:http://news.nateimg.co.kr/orgImg/th/2016/02/08/20160208222317_s__7331950.jpg but with an old man
Riley shook his head in disbelief and moved into the office, ignoring Ian.
"Riley."
As Riley entered the room, Stein who was doing paperwork on his table called him without even taking a glance.
"Yes."
What does he want to say?
Riley reluctantly replied as he was getting a bad feeling and scratched his cheek.
"Leave the mansion."
"Huh?"
Among the many doc.u.ments piled on his table he s.n.a.t.c.hed one of them and handed it to Riley after scribbling some words onto it.
"...Thats it?"