"By the way, Carl, how did she know your real name?" asked my father once again when he stood up ready to leave the office.
A genius of swordsmanship and Duke George best student when I combined the two, only he came to my mind. I remembered him from the past as he was the past. He was a genius who had no rival when it came to swordsmanship. Unlike Nickolas who is a genius in many respects, he only stood out in fencing. His name was Carl, though I did not remember his family name.
He was the youngest knight ever in the empire who achieved an unprecedented fencing record. Men had their coming-of-age ceremony at 18, and women at 16. He was officiated as a knight at the age of 18 when he came of age.
He could have a bright future in the force under Gerard, but he decided to accompany me and other three knights and that made me indebted to him, but the man that was in front of my eyes now was though the young image of that person his behavior was completely different.
