"Are you ready, young master?"
Alfred spoke.
Caleb scratched his head awkwardly. "Please, don't call me young master. It reminds me of something. Address me with anything else but that."
Who would have thought that he would be called a young master in his life!? As an avid reader of books. He doesn't want to be categorized into the same category as those unique creatures.
Alfred looked at Caleb for a moment before nodding. He didn't really know what got to Adam's head today. Doesn't he always address him that way? Why would change now? However, as a qualified butler, he only needs to follow Adam's order.
"Come..." Caleb took a fighting stance. They are currently in a green field. There was nothing but grasses for 1 km. It was a dedicated area for sparring sessions with the guards.
Alfred smiled a little. Then he vanished into his place. His silhouette appeared behind Caleb. His hands in a knife gesture as waved it forward to Caleb's neck.
