The Next Prince, Chapter 27 pg3
The Next Prince, Chapter 27 pg3
It's true that he can't see through the antics of young people, but he just wants to know which stick Khanin will choose to sway more.
“I think right now we should focus more on team formation. I have none whom I want to join my team yet.”
“Well, that's more interesting, isn't it?” Sovereign-King conceded with a smile.
The young boy sneaked a sigh, too preoccupied to notice someone else sneaking a smile, with a cunning plan to approach the majestic lion field.
Sly antics aren't easy.
“And none of the candidates caught your attention?”
“Not yet... Today, I would like to request a certain privilege...” Khanin didn't beat around the bush or hesitate when someone older opened up a channel. He got straight to the main point, his serious face more convincing than the old way of asking Dhipabawon to use his attentive meditation to listen.
“Something?”
“Yes.”
“Well then, go ahead. If I can grant it, I will.” The elderly man asked with understanding. His wrinkled eyes tried to show empathy, warmth, making Khanin swallow quickly, and his throat filled with anxiety.
The young boy knew well about his own intentions and desires, but when it came to mentioning the name of another person who had been in his thoughts all along, he couldn't speak it out like that.
At first, he understood that it was because of his grandfather's displeased posture when he saw the news about himself and Charan.
But after pondering for a while and realizing that someone's name could affect the rate at which their heart beat, Khanin had started to feel this suffocation.
But still, he had to speak! After spending the whole night thinking, how could he let such a good opportunity slip away?
“If I want to... request Khun Charan... to be by my side as a companion, can
I?”
“Reasons?” Sovereign-King responded immediately, the old man neither smiled or laughed. Only the petal-colored eyebrows slightly rose with curiosity.
Seeing that, Khanin quickly explained his prepared plan to the elder person, for him to listen immediately.
“I want him to help find people to join the team. I've fought him with a sword and I never lost until... I know that deep down he's very talented, so talented that he might be... the type that's difficult to catch... But I don't want him to join the team. Because it seems like he doesn't want to face anyone with a sword.”
“...”
“I don't want to force him. I just thought that he might know talented people who haven't been hired or purchased by other teams, so maybe he could make a recommendation.” The young boy thought that his ability was rap. Khanin explained at length while the older person continued to ask.
“And the person I found, are they talented in any way?”
“They're talented... they just don't want to choose.”
“Then can I ask why?”
“If they are chosen, it's like showing all the cards in our hands to others, like revealing our strategy to the opponent before entering the field. I'm worried about this because I start the game later than everyone else and I don't know who I can really trust. So, I want someone who is not known to anyone, I want to build my own team from the beginning. No, I want the opponent to know how we will play the game.”
Khanin's words seemed to have a significant impact on the Sovereign King's thoughts. When he heard someone younger explaining the reasons for the request, Dhipabawon turned to find the guardian standing not far away, but slightly out of reach.
“Virun.”
“Your Majesty?”
“Call Charan in.”
Khanin's eyes widened when he heard another person's name, and the young boy blushed, his heart skipping a beat.
A sense of embarrassment spread from an unknown source. Even though earlier he dared to make a joke to entertain the Sovereign King.
Well, how did you come here? When did you arrive?
Not that he arrived in time to hear me complimenting him, right?
Oh, embarrassed.
The familiar sound of footsteps announced Charan's arrival, the owner of a handsome face and captivating eyes, who bowed respectfully before stopping by and paying his respects to the room's owner in order.
“Paying respects, Your Majesty...” Charan still maintained his dignity and composure, holding his hands in front, but their eyes did not meet.
“Charan, did you hear the conversation between me and Khanin?” Dhipabawon's question was like an electric shock.
The young boy's lips trembled slightly, feeling a dark cloud descend upon him when he heard Charan's response. “I heard everything, Your Majesty.”
Okay... clear.
The confirmed statement from the leader of the Phitakthewa family struck the young boy's face. Khanin looked away, wanting to use his extraordinary powers to forget that he had just praised the other party.
I have fought him with a sword before and never lost. I know that he is very skilled, so skilled that he is difficult to catch...
Really?
Forget it. Let's say I didn't say it, didn't say it, didn't compliment him... didn't say that I lost to him!
“I will not listen to you, Khanin, even though you speak reasonably, but I must ask Charan's willingness first.”
“Your Majesty.”
“What do you think about this, Charan?”
“Your Highness, may I grant permission... it seems appropriate to follow the Young Prince's wish.”
Actually, it has already been agreed upon, but when he heard the official response from Charan once again, a lump rose in Khanin's left chest...
“Do you know that the position of the royal knight must be proven by entering the examination with the highest scores, have a sword duel with a guardian who is a training instructor from the Pitak Tewakul clan, and win two out of five matches in the royal arena to become a royal knight?”
“Your Highness, you are well aware.”
“I see... um... So that means you're willing to reveal your sword-fighting abilities. Then, all that talk about keeping it a secret from me was unnecessary, right?”
“...”
Because Charan is silent, and there's tension in the air. Khanin, who remains somewhat aware, glances at the news on his iPad and raises his hand to signal a quiet moment.
“Um, may I interject?”
“Actually, it's not necessary... but for Khanin's sake, I will grant permission. Speak your mind.”
“If we don't appoint Khun Charan as the official bodyguard...”
“Then?”
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