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The duality of man

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I'm crying 😂

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Book of Memories ~ Chevalier and Licht ~ Part 1

As usual, can’t guarantee 100% accuracy on this.

Among the servants in Rhodolite castle, there’s a debate that has been going on for years.

“Who among the 8 princes is the best swordsman?”

The three princes most often mentioned were the three with the most distinguished.

The popular Leon, whose natural talent blossomed after overcoming his childhood illness and is now always at the frontlines,

The seasoned brutal beast Chevalier, a renowned genius whose capable of anything,

And recently, Licht, who uses his extraordinary reflexes to hone his swordsmanship.

Maid (1): But did you know? There was a time when Prince Licht hated swords so much that even the mere sight of one drove him mad.

Maid (2): Really? I can’t imagine that at all. How come?

Maid (1): Who knows? I don’t know why either, but… One time Prince Chevalier came home carrying a bloody Prince Licht. I heard from the head maid at the time that after that, he got over his hatred toward swords…

The maids who were wiping the windows paused.

In their line of sight was the bloody brutal beast dragging a silver-haired prince by the collar—

Maids: EEEEKKKKKK!!!!

Licht: Couldn’t you have been a little more considerate… My leg hurts.

In a doctor-less infirmary, Licht bandaged the wound on his leg with a blank look.

Chevalier, who had been leaning against the wall and watching in silence, opens his mouth.

Chevalier: I don’t care. Just give me the information. Why else do you think I brought you back from the enemy base where you had collapsed?

Licht: You were on the move too… That company…was a threat to Nokto.

Chevalier: I was the one who instructed the company to make a move.

Licht: …

Chevalier: I’ve had my eyes on them for a while. Publicly, they're a newly established company, but behind the scenes, they're a large criminal organization that smuggles on globally… They’re an eyesore. Before they could use our country as their headquarters, I used Clown to interfere with the company’s public business. I did not think they would take the bait so quickly…

Licht: Don’t use Nokto as a decoy…

Chevalier: And if that’s what he wanted?

Licht: …

Chevalier: It was convenient for me too. If Clown made a move, you would also make a move in secret. It’s a way to get information without much work, isn't it?

Licht: …I’m getting angry.

Chevalier: Of course, what we’re dealing with is just the appetizer—

Chevalier got off the wall, stood before Licht, and kicked his bandaged leg without hesitation.

Licht: Ow…

Chevalier: I can’t believe you were beaten like this.

A scoff fell over Licht’s head as he crouched.

Licht: There was a child at the base… It was before you arrived…I think he got lost while playing. I let him run off because I didn't want him to see blood…

Chevalier: You got shot while distracted.

Licht: It's just a scratch.

Chevalier: And if it was poisoned? If your leg goes numb and is no longer of use, it’s the same as getting shot.

Licht: I can move…

Chevalier: It would appear so.

Licht: …

Chevalier: …Foolish.

Licht: I know. But I didn’t want him to see blood. Because the trauma never goes away.