"I can't help but agree with that, Boros. There's nothing that I need to do more than train my body. As it stands, I won't be accepted in the Knighthood. But, will it be fine if I train with the Knights and soldiers? Won't I just hold all of you back?"
Boros quickly shook his head, replying with, "No, not at all. There are a few children training with us, you know? The youngest is about six years old. There are soldiers overseeing their training."
"Really? That sounds awe-inspiring. If I had known about that before, I would've asked my father to let me join."
A lonely smile appeared on Vhelian's face. It was only now that he was realizing how much time he had wasted.
He thought that, as part of a Noble family, his life wouldn't start until he was of age. To be exact, once he had reached his coming-of-age, opportunities would open up to him. While he was young, he had decided to think of his own future.
