Chapter 3: Father and son war

In the early morning of the second day when Bran spoke, the Duke’s tall figure appeared at the door of Bran’s bedroom and handed a wooden sword made overnight to Bran who had just opened the door.
After a little silence, Bran reached out and took the wooden sword, but never looked up at his father. This made the Duke who had been excited all night sighed helplessly. He stretched his hand and touched Bran's head, then turned and left. As the Duke of the Northland, he has too many things to deal with, and it is impossible to focus all his energy on Bran. Now that Bran can speak, maybe the boy will get better a little bit. When the Duke thought of this, a smile appeared on his face.
But this expectation did not last long. In the next few days, the Duke did not see an excited figure wielding a wooden sword as he hoped. It was still the clean, idiot son who appeared in the courtyard every day.
When the black cat Huahua occupied a chair by the dining table that night, the Duke followed Bran into his bedroom. In the face of this silent child, the Duke was a little at a loss, and sighed inwardly, not reporting hope for the dialogue that was about to begin. But as a father, he will always do something hopeless for his children. The important thing is not the result, but the choice.
Looking down at Bran, the Duke slowly said: "According to the tradition of the North, the knights who are loyal to the family will have a meal with the owner as long as they return to the castle. This stems from the oath that you must have your place by my fire, I Every day’s food must be yours. Therefore, a simple daily meal represents responsibility and honor."
After a short pause, the Duke continued: "Today you brought the bobcat to the dinner table, then you must prove that you are qualified to let the bobcat sit there. Only by becoming a knight can you be eligible to be appointed to have a meal." The Duke glanced around, reached for the wooden sword in the corner by the door, and handed it to Bran's eyes.
Bran hesitated for a moment, reached out to take the wooden sword, raised his head that had been drooping since entering the room, and looked at the Duke’s eyes and whispered: "Actually I want to be a scholar, since you need a knight with well-developed limbs. , Then become a knight."
In the duke's stunned gaze, Bran raised his sword to give him a standard knightly, and then dropped the tip of the sword to touch the black cat at his feet, and said, "My attendant will share dinner with me."
The recovered Duke laughed and gave Bran a hug. This is a hug that makes Bran feel a little suffocating, but the feeling is not bad, thick and warm.
That night, after coming out of Bran’s room, the duke’s laughter echoed in the castle...
Bran’s good days are coming to an end. Bran, who was woken up in the morning, was jogging around the square in front of the castle. A kitten hobbled with short legs, trying to keep up with his footsteps, and let out a childish cry, helpless Bran had to turn around and pick up the kitten and put it on his shoulder. After finishing the morning exercises, Bran finished his breakfast in the reminder of his mother to eat more, and his mother's partiality once again caused various envy, jealousy and hatred of the brothers and sisters...
Bran’s daily routine has changed from sleeping, eating, and being in a daze to sleeping, training, eating, and being in a daze. When he began to realize that his son was a normal child, being in a daze became an intolerable behavior in the eyes of the Duke, and the dialogue between father and son began again.
"Last time you said you wanted to be a scholar?"
"Yes."
"In fact, it's good to be a scholar."
"..."
Bran’s daily routine began to change into sleeping, training, eating, studying, daze...
Bran, who has adult self-discipline, will naturally not be too strenuous to deal with these training and learning for children. Of course, apart from the skill training of the knight, mature thoughts cannot bring physical advantages, and the growth of the body is still a relatively long process. But the perseverance brought by mature mind is enough to make Bran insist on completing the initial training until the body is fully adapted.
There are too many known and unknown in this world. Just think about it and you will always find a lot of knowledge to learn. This allowed Bran to stand in a daze at the gate of the castle less and less time.
The Duke is now satisfied and not satisfied. To his satisfaction, he found that Bran became more and more normal, and the communication between father and son became more and more smooth; dissatisfied, the child always appeared at the gate of the castle with a dull face, and now he has a black cat to accompany him in a daze. . Because Bran and Black Cat Huahua are inseparable, the duke’s idiots changed from one to a pair...
Holding the attitude that more words must be lost, Bran, who has too many secrets, can still be called less words, but in the dispute between father and son, his changes are also obvious, although he is still a dull idiot in the eyes of his brothers. Some simple language exchanges are already possible. With Black Cat Flower, Bran at least no longer felt lonely. He finally had an object to talk about, a partner who could keep a secret, which gradually pulled him back from the brink of collapse.
Time always flies quickly, more than a year passed in a flash. The black cat Huahua is no longer the little bit who needs to lie on Bran's shoulders, and can already keep up with Bran's jogging footsteps. A factor called wildness has also begun to appear on her body.