Violant of the Silver

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Translator: mii

editors: sleepchaser, chiizuholic

tlc: chiizuholic

The weather was cloudy on the day of the joint training, blocking some of the heat from the summer sun. Since the training would be starting early, Vio left his room as soon as he was dressed. Cheval, Lantz, Jill and Rille accompanied him. Legion, on the other hand, had long since left to prepare.

On their way to the training ground, Vio said to the knights following behind him, “Sir Cheval, Sir Lantz, may I ask you a question?”

Cheval and Lantz promptly went up to his side. “Is something the matter?”

“…Legi is taking proper rests, right?” Vio had been worrying about this for a while, but he couldn’t bring himself to ask until now. It felt like Legi was often by his side and he wondered when Legi took time for himself. “I tried to reduce his duties, but it seems like nothing’s changed.”

“Please don’t worry. He’s resting properly,” Cheval answered. “In fact, he’s quite skilled at taking breaks. Sometimes, he even dozes off during the day .”

Vio found this surprising. “Is that so? I never noticed.”

“Haha, it would be bad if his master noticed, right? As knights, we always have to be in our best condition.”

“Oh, as expected of the elite Royal Knights! Even your preparedness is first-rate.”

“You flatter us,” said Cheval.

Satisfied, Vio nodded to the knights. “Thank you.”

Cheval and Lantz fell back once the conversation was over. Jill, who was walking ahead, then gestured forward. “Young master, we have arrived.”

“So this is the training ground? It’s surrounded by walls, huh?” That was the first thing Vio observed of the Knights’ Order training ground: the high stone walls enclosing it. Though they weren’t as tall as the ones surrounding the castle.

The entrance was an arch-shaped tunnel wide enough for a carriage to pass through. From there, several knights in navy could be seen heading in and out. Judging from the color of their uniforms, they were all Knights of Green Flash.

Lantz explained in a soft voice, “Things have a tendency to fly around, especially during magic training, so the walls were constructed to contain the damage and prevent injuries.”

“You train your magic here too?” asked Vio “The facilities here must be amazing.” In Nada town, the training ground at the duke’s residence was just a vacant lot outside the mansion. It just could not compare to the one at the castle in size.

Everyone followed Jill into the venue.

And then, just as he entered, Vio stopped out of reflex.

There were raised seating areas made of the same stone as the walls, rising up like stairs all around the arena. Various tents were set up on the grounds for all the nobles And through a different entryway, spectators poured in one after the other.

“Just what is happening here?” he murmured. Liona and Ars had said it wouldn’t be grand since it was only an extension of training. How was this not grand? It looked like they were throwing a festival!

“Violant!” someone called out brightly all of a sudden, bringing Vio out of his stunned state. Vio looked towards his side and saw that it was Viola, clad in a light yellow dress, heading toward him along with her maid.

“Good morning, Mother.”

“Yes, good morning,” Viola replied. She inspected Vio’s left cheek, then smiled in satisfaction. “What a relief. Your bruise isn’t that conspicuous anymore.”

As Viola had said, the bruise on Vio’s cheek had gotten much better. The swelling had subsided and the only pain left was from the cut on his lip. Just in case, he had Rille apply light makeup on his cheek so that the bruise wouldn’t show. Unless someone was looking carefully, no one would notice anything amiss.

“It’s all thanks to the ointment Mother gave me.”

“I’m glad to hear that.”

“By the way,” asked Vio in a timid manner. “Is this all Mother’s…?”

Viola hid her mouth behind her fan, a chuckle slipping from her lips. “I might have told a few people that there was a chance of seeing something interesting happen here. And now that this has gotten so much attention, neither my husband nor Rupheus can protest it.”

“Mother…” said Vio, groaning and rendered speechless for a moment. As expected of a former princess who survived a den of foxes and badgers; her scheming was formidable. He then asked, mildly disbelieving, “Father is here too?”

“No, he has an appointment with the cabinet minister this morning. Rupheus came to watch, but your seat is at His Highness’ tent so you needn’t worry about him.”

“Is that so…”

Vio fell into his thoughts. Is this really okay? I don’t understand. How could things have developed this far while I was confined to my room?

The reason Vio had consulted with Viola was to avoid angering his father and brother, but perhaps he made a mistake.

He suddenly felt a strong gaze on him, and when he looked back, he noticed Rupheus standing by a blue tent, giving him an intense glare. Vio bowed and immediately looked away. He decided to pretend he didn’t see him from now on.

Then, a man in a navy blue uniform with a white cape approached them. Vio knew he was a member of the Knights of Green Flash, but his identity was a different story.

The man knelt on one knee in front of Vio and performed a knight’s salute, before rising to his feet at once. “Lord Violant of the Lesserhain family, His Highness the Crown Prince awaits you.”

“Thank you. Forgive my rudeness, but you are?”

Before the man could reply, Viola said, “Violant, this is the captain of the Knights of Green Flash, Sir Fion Rosine. He’s the third son of the cabinet minister.”

“Duchess Lesserhain, good day to you. And pleased to meet you, Lord Violant. As Her Grace has mentioned, I am Fion Rosine. Please call me Fion.” Fion bowed, an amicable smile on his lips.

“Nice to meet you, Sir Fion,” said Vio, observing Viola and Fion. The two of them were smiling, but the atmosphere surrounding them proved cold.

I wonder if there’s hostility between Father and the cabinet minister, Count Rosine.

There also seemed to be conflict between Viola and Fion. Since Vio rarely appeared in social circles, he didn’t know exactly who were at odds with his family. Even so, he decided not to poke the snake in the bush.

Besides, Fion’s green eyes were cold. Vio put on a smile. He shouldn’t be careless around this dangerous man.

“Violant, don’t keep His Highness waiting,” said Viola. “Go now. Make sure not to be rude, okay?”

“I’ll be careful, Mother. Then please excuse me.” Following a bow to Viola, Vio departed with Fion in the lead.