The eldest son of the Lloyd family, Bratt Lloyd.

  As a high-ranking noble of Gerbera Kingdom, he was born with brilliant potential which suited his blood.

  And as expected, Bratt showed talent in various fields even at a young age, and among them was his swordsmanship, which was different from his peers in the kingdom.

  Even the Krono Swordsmanship school, which the gifted people of the continent struggled to enter, was like a rite of passage for him.

  The moment he arrived at the main gate, Bratt took a step, and vowed that he would be at the top by the time he exited.

  “And then I met you guys.”


  It was shocking.

  The Lindsay family’s name was known.

  However, he didn’t expect that it would be that much. Stamina, power, and skill. Ilya Lindsay wasn't someone he could even compare with.

  Even more absurd was Judith; a commoner who was never taught swordsmanship was ahead of him.

  “I,…I like Judith.”


  “…!”


  Irene was taken aback.

  Looking at him like that, Bratt Lloyd smiled and said.

  “So, can you give me some advice on how to reconcile after a fight?”


  Don’t ask how. We have no idea.?