“Ah, yes. My apologies.”

Leon hurriedly pulled something out of his pockets. When he opened his hands, three walnuts were resting on his palm.

“At least three of them a day. In ten days, you should be able to crack six of them. A fighter with a weak grip is no different from a knight who cannot ride horses.”

“I will bear that in mind.”

Leon bowed down and eagerly rolled the walnuts in his hand. It didn’t go well at first, but he was able to break them one by one a few days ago. Now, he could break all three at the same time. As the days went by, he could clearly feel his grip strength and stamina improving. 

Argos observed Leon, who was working hard at rolling the walnuts in his fist, then took out a pipe from his pocket. 

“Ah, I can…”

Leon approached Argos who was clumsily wrapping the tobacco leaves with one arm. 

“I take care of my own business. You just do what you’re told to do.”

Argos stopped Leon with a cold voice and expression.

“…Yes.”

Leon took on a slightly embarrassed look. Argos walked towards Leon and let out a long puff of smoke. For some time, the pupil rolled the walnuts in his hand and the teacher smoked.

“I have decided to go to the imperial castle with His Grace Pendragonl I will be teaching you the real skills once we are there. Naturally, physical...