Since I've Reincarnated as the Villaines Father, I'll Shower My Wife In Love

Chapter 36

The Sword Demon’s True Power

After leaving the house, I found myself in the courtyard of the Victaire family mansion

After taking off my jacket so that I could move more freely, I faced the violent instructor the Victaire family had hired. And, watching from the seats, was the Marquis whose brow was matted with nervous sweat, along with his son who had regained consciousness.

If you ask me just how I ended up in this sort of predicament…? Well, I guess it’s because I just couldn’t help but meddle.

So… after I offered to take over Masque’s swordsmanship training, the teacher that Marquis Victaire had hired vehemently interjected. Well, I could have silenced him in a moment by letting him know I was a knight, but… I wanted to give a man who can hurt a child and laugh about it his own medicine at least once, so I offered him a duel.

That teacher immediately accepted my offer, and even when Marquis Victaire tried to calm things down he completely ignored him and began to walk towards the courtyard.

Well, Marquis Victaire might have been saying that for my sake, being from a ministerial family he might not think a nobleman could stand a chance against a trained soldier, but… even if I doubt I can measure up to his true potential, I have faith in this body that Callis had honed over the years.

Well, that being said, it has been quite a while since Callis was in a real fight, and I didn’t bring the sword I typically practiced with either instead borrowing one that Marquis Victaire provided, so I was a little worried… but, well, it should be fine.

“Umm…”

As I was warming up before the duel, the Marquis’ son, Masque, suddenly called out to me from close behind.

“What’s wrong?”

“…Why are you going so far?”

Masque spoke to me in a quiet tone of voice, so that the Marquis sitting a little while away wouldn’t hear him.

“I… I’m… not really a child of this house… That’s why no one really cares about me… but why are you helping me…?”

Well, originally… if I had heard that Masque was adopted before all this happened, I would have been surprised, but I managed to figure it out after seeing the scene from earlier.

“Let’s see… I suppose if you twisted my hand, this is repentance of sorts?”

“Reppen… tants…?”

As he looked confused, I tussled my hand through the boy’s green hair.

“Well, it’s fair to say that part of the situation you find yourself in is my fault, I guess? So, what I want to say is that I’m trying to take some responsibility for that.”

The green-haired boy wouldn’t understand what I meant, but that’s fine. In a way, I guess this is for the sake of my own ego as well.

Well, at first I wanted to do this because I couldn’t bear to see a young child suffer the same way Laurier had, but when I saw this boy wake up I suddenly realized it myself.