Reformation of the Deadbeat Noble

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They were ‘geniuses of effort.’

‘… I keep wanting to do it.’

Jet Frost frowned.

He was doing enough.

He was teaching them everything he knew and could do, and the trio were readily accepting it and using it.

But their passion.

The flames in their hearts.

The image of them constantly striving for a higher level, pierced Jet Frost’s heart.

‘… I should do my best.’

20 days passed since he was stimulated by the three of them.

Jet made a decision.

He wasn’t sure if he could do it.
The truth that made him hesitant until then.

However, if he didn’t do it… he thought he would feel greater regret.

‘Right.
I shouldn’t hesitate.’

It was fine.

As long as his talented juniors don’t repeat his mistakes, he didn’t mind tolerating a little bit of shame.

Jet thought and called for Judith.

“Judith.”

“Yes?”

“I have a piece of advice for you, so come here.”

“Hm? Now?”

“You can wash up and then come to me.
I will wait in my room.”

“Alright.”

Judith answered.

She was curious about what he wanted to say, but the air around Jet seemed a lot different.

It aroused her curiosity even more.

And Bratt and Irene were the same.

Even though they were told a lot during the training sessions, there has never been a case where Jet asked for a single person to come like that.

However, they had no intention of secretly eavesdropping.

The two shrugged their shoulders and finished their training and went to dinner with Glenn, who was now their close friend.

It was then, they heard a loud noise.

“…!”

“Uhm.”

Judith’s voice which anyone could recognize.

And the sound of a door slamming shut.

Bratt frowned and stood up, followed by Glenn and Irene.

They quickly arrived at Jet Frost’s room and opened the door.

“… hmm? What is it?”

Jet Frost had a calm face as if nothing had happened.

However, Irene, a sorcerer, knew.

The bitterness and sadness in his eyes along with regret.

No, it wasn’t just him.

The butler, and even Bratt could recognize that the expression of Jet was strange.

Bratt spoke.

“What happened to Judith?”

“Ahh, did you hear that sound? Nothing much.
Just a not funny joke…”

“….”

“… fine.
It wasn’t a joke.
I think I crossed the line and said something.”

“As if.
Judith must have just over reacted.”

“No.”

Jet Frost answered.

It felt like the truth.

So Bratt asked.

“I’m sorry, but can you tell me what you told her?”

“I have no intentions of doing that.”

Jet closed his eyes.

Which meant that he had nothing more to say.

It wasn’t just that, it was his silent appeal for them to leave his room.

The butler, who saw that, tried to move away and so did Irene.

But Bratt didn’t.

He took something out of his sleeve and went to where Jet was seated.

And placed something on the table.

“This is schoolmaster Hyram’s honey wine.”

“…”

“It’s much more precious than honey from beehives.
And the ingredients in it are hard to find even for herbalists.”

“… how did you get this?”

“I have my ways.
Are you going to drink it or not?”

“… butler, bring me a glass.”

The butler shook his head as he grabbed glasses.

The butler laid down four glasses and naturally sat in a chair and Irene, who was watching, joined them.

All four cups were filled.

Jet looked at the glass with a slightly embarrassed expression, and Bratt said.

“Judith has a terrible personality.”

“…”

“Beyond one's imagination.
Not just terrible, but even stubborn.
Even the second head of Krono along with our seniors would get angry.
She doesn’t like following people.
She’s the crazy kind.
And she’s a piece of shit.
Even jellyfish can be smarter than her…”

Bratt spoke and swore like Judith.

It seemed like he wouldn’t be able to end the story until morning.

Irene, the butler, and even Jet Frost, who seemed troubled, looked at Bratt with puzzled faces.

As everyone looked at him, Bratt stopped swearing.

And then said,

“Maybe Jet Frost taught her something that hurt her confidence?”

“… it was like that.”

“If the person was kind then it would be a different story, but Judith who’s stubborn won’t listen.”

“…”

“But there’s a way to get that filthy one to listen.
As an expert in Judith I guarantee it.
It is…”

“It is?”

“She needs to grow through the teachings first.”

“…”

“Then she will get angry and explode or she’ll try to digest it and utilize it.
Because she’s someone who hates losing more than dying.”

Both Jet and Glenn looked at Bratt with blank faces.

However, Irene nodded.

Bratt was right.
Judith was such a person.

“So, talk.
Was the advice given to Judith because you were worried about her or because you wanted her to do better?”

“…”

“I will listen and try to understand it well.
So…”

“Can you tell me now?”

At that, Jet Frost went still for a while.

The room turned heavy.

While everyone was looking elsewhere, only Bratt looked at Jet Frost.

Maybe he couldn’t stand the stare.

Jet sighed and drank the wine.

And lowered his glass while raising his head.

“Before the thing with Judith, let me tell you my story.”

Everyone nodded at Jet Frost’s words.

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