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"I'm not tired, so I don't need to rest," Aize said, probably doubting Xi Weier's decision: "I have time to take a nap, and I'd rather use it to preview literature textbooks."

Xi Weier listened and glanced at Aize's attribute bar, and found that he read it correctly, the fatigue value was indeed 88, so he waved his hand: "Either take a nap, or cancel the literature class, you choose."

"..." Aize cast blank eyes on Leiris.

Leiris was also obviously puzzled, and he wanted to ask something but was stopped by Xi Weier: "Go and work on you, I'll watch you little brats."

Seeing that Xi Weier seemed to have made up his mind not to explain his behavior, Leiris bowed slightly and went back to the mansion.

Xi Weier's will has always been not firm, and he is often influenced by people with a few words, but occasionally he becomes stubborn in strange places, and once he has made up his mind, it is difficult to persuade him - in fact, he has not yet made up his mind. People have succeeded.

Xi Weier urged Nissan to run quickly, and kindly reduced Nissan by twenty laps. When Nissan came back out of breath, he replaced Aize and let Nissan and Yige practice against each other.

Ai Ze obviously didn't understand why he would suddenly be idle, standing aside and watching the two practice with a look of irritability.

"...Don't be impatient." Xi Weier could only take the initiative to find something for Aize to do: "Watch the two of them practice carefully and learn their fighting methods-you should rarely watch people practice."

"Ah."

"You can learn a lot from watching other people's swordsmanship. Of course, you can learn more from personal experience--Looking at Nisan, his response is much better than yours. If he can't win with a frontal attack, he chooses Yuto...you Why this expression?"

"Swordsmen should face dangers and difficulties directly, how can they escape?" Although the words used were not polite, Xi Weier understood that Aize was just confused.

"It's true to face dangers and difficulties... But that's just what I'm talking about," Xi Weier squatted down and poked Aize's chest: "Here we must face dangers, but actions must be detours. In order to win, we might as well use some small means. It is the right way to minimize losses.”

Ai Ze was silent for a while before saying, "It's different from what my father said."

"Father—you mean the Juggernaut? What's the difference?"

"Father said that a true swordsman should not use tricks, but should win in a fair manner."

Xi Weier was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed, and patted Aize on the shoulder: "Your father is different from me." He said with some self-mockery: "I left the shelter of my family when I was 12 years old, and went deep into the world full of monsters alone." In the forest, I only dared to hunt low-level monsters on the periphery at first—but even then, I almost died seven times.

"

Aize listened in a daze. The other two children, also attracted by the conversation, stopped practicing and gathered around Xi Weier.

"I still have a scar on my back, which was left on my back by eagles swooping down from the sky." Xi Weier touched his chin: "Your father who grew up in the royal city may not understand that weak people want to Victory is not an easy task, and he probably can't understand the threat of death if you don't use small tricks."

"Then what does a real swordsman look like?" Ai Ze still had no expression on his face, but there was doubt in his tone.

"This kind of thing, you should figure it out for yourself," Xi Weier stretched out his hand and wiped the sweat off Ig's face standing beside him: "When do you think, 'Yes, I am a swordsman, even though I am weak and When I have made no achievements, but I am still a swordsman'——, you are almost finished."

"I don't understand." Yige asked a little shyly, "Teacher, do you think you are a real swordsman?"

"...Ha..." Xi Weier said with a wry smile, "You really asked...an embarrassing question..."

Although Xiver was proud of being called the strongest swordsman, he never felt that he was a real swordsman, not even a qualified swordsman.

A qualified swordsman should have the determination and perseverance to fight for his dream. Whether he succeeds or not is another matter.

Xi Weier has determination and perseverance, but has no dreams, so Xi Weier has always felt that he is not a qualified swordsman, but a second-rate mercenary who lives by force.

But looking at the three children's focused eyes, Xi Weier couldn't say anything to spoil the interest of the three of them, but deceiving the children made him even more resistant, so he could only scratch his cheek: "I always feel that I am not qualified."

The three kids would be wrong.

For the first time, Aize respected Xi Weier: "I didn't expect you to have such high demands on yourself."

Yige nodded again and again: "Teacher, you are really humble."

Nisan was gurgling water with the kettle, and took the time to give Xi Weier a thumbs up.

On the contrary, Xi Weier didn't know how to explain, so he snatched the water bottle from Nissan's hand: "Okay, okay, this morning's class is over here, go to eat, after eating, Ai Ze will go upstairs to sleep, how about you two?"

"Our afternoon classes are the same as Aize's."

"Please let us stay until the afternoon classes are over."

Xi Weier came down and felt that something was wrong.

After the meal was almost finished, Xi Weier patted the table: "Hey, how did I become a school here!?"

Lelis ignored him and continued to feed the three children.

The three children continued to eat, and they studied very well without eating or sleeping.

"Leris! Are these three classes put together every time?"

"Yes, for convenience." Leilis was called on by name, so he had to talk to Xi Weier.

"Convenience is convenience..." Xi Weier glanced at the three children.

The three children were growing up, and they ate more than Xi Weier.

"Is my salary as a teacher enough for our family and the food expenses for the two little ones?"

"You forgot that you still have the young master's tuition... plus the annual salary of [-] gold coins that His Majesty gave you, it's barely enough."

Xi Weier breathed a sigh of relief.

"However, there are still the young master's spring, summer, autumn, and winter clothes, as well as some household consumption, and the servant's salary, which are not included in mine," Leilis said with a smile: "plus you often steal Take a gamble, or buy some bad literature, and I think your salary alone will soon be insufficient."

Xi Weier pretended to be generous: "It's okay, I saved some when I was a mercenary..."

"You've already used up those." Lelispi said with a smirk: "You forgot that your sympathy overflowed for a while, and you gave all the money to passing liars, even sold the armor, and ended up naked About riding the Sphinx back to the hotel?"

Xi Weier felt that Leilis' gaze pierced his whole body in pain, and coughed twice: "It's okay, as the head of the family, I will find a way."

"I hope so." Lelis continued to bow his head to feed the three children.

Nissan and Iger tried to pretend they didn't hear about other people's financial difficulties.

Ai Ze said with a sullen face, "I don't lack clothes."

"This is indispensable. Your status is destined to prevent you from wearing the same clothes twice in public." Leilis said, pouring a glass of juice for Aize: "As long as someone doesn't steal it from me." Money to gamble, I don’t think we are short of funds.”

Xi Weier felt very ashamed.

"I'll take less next time."

For the first time, Aize saw Leilis' face darkened.

After dinner, the two children were sitting on the sofa discussing today's swordsmanship lesson, Xi Weier was too lazy to listen, and urged Aize to go upstairs for an afternoon nap.

Ai Ze didn't refuse any more, went up the stairs, walked slower and slower, finally stopped, and turned around impatiently: "What are you doing behind me?"

"Nap." Xi Weier replied generously.

can't

Prevent people from taking naps.

Aize didn't continue to reprimand, and walked to his room, but he didn't expect that Xi Weier followed him into the room, and locked the door on his own.

"you……"

"Nap." Xi Weier said, and threw Aize to the bedside.

"Sleep undressed? Or sleep with clothes on?"

"I, I am alone——!"

"I'm worried," Xi Weier said, "I'm afraid that once you enter the room and the door is locked, you will start reading by yourself."

Ai Ze froze for a moment, frowned and said, "I will do what I promise others."

"You haven't promised me yet."

"This..." Ai Ze was speechless.

He was going upstairs to read a book.

"I see...you go out, I will take a nap."

"I'll accompany you." Xi Weier also threw himself on the bed, and took the child into his arms, ignoring Aize's struggle: "Sleep with your clothes on, I guess you don't want to take them off."

"I don't want to sleep with you even more!" Aize tried hard to break Xi Weier's arm that was holding him: "Please let go! It's so rude! I, I've never seen someone so unaffected like you A well-behaved nobleman! Really, really!"

"Well," Xiwell held Ai Ze tighter, put his chin on Ai Ze's head, felt the warm and fitting body in his arms, and murmured with some satisfaction: "I am not a qualified swordsman, nor am I Qualified nobleman."

But I must be a qualified father.

Thinking about it, Xi Weier felt that his chest was full of things that might be happiness, and couldn't help but touch Ai Ze's small face, and imprinted "baji" on Ai Ze's face.

Ai Ze was stunned for a few seconds, his face began to turn red, he didn't know whether he was angry or ashamed, and even struggled less vigorously.

It was rare for Xiweier to see such a rich expression on Aize. He chuckled twice, and rubbed his chin against Aize's hair: "Sleep, you are always busy reading, practicing sword, and sometimes you have to rest too busy."

Aize couldn't speak at all, and the fingers grasping Xi Weier's wrist were so hard that they were about to turn white.

Xi Weier didn't feel any pain, and used his other hand to cover Aize.

"My dear son, go to sleep. Although your father and I don't know how to sing lullabies or tell bedtime stories, I can still tuck you in."