“So, in conclusion, you went to the battlefield on behalf of Lord Crawlmarine, and you were taken prisoner?” Lanslo asked.

“To be exact, it was on behalf of my father, Sir Bosch. Sir Bosch was incapable of complying with the lord’s orders because of injuries he had suffered during a territorial battle,” Luke answered.

After leaving Moffern, Lanslo conversed quite a bit with Luke. Although Lanslo was heavily favorable toward women, he was still a sociable man to begin with. In addition, Luke was a man who respected excellent knights. As such, the two were able to grow quite close.

“What about Sir Bosch’s direct heirs? There must have been others who are older than you, right?” Lanslo asked.

“Sir Bosch is an excellent knight, but my brothers were mediocre at best. Originally, our eldest brother, Velt, should have gone, but… No, it’s nothing,” Luke hesitated before shutting his mouth. 

Lanslo observed him for a moment before responding with a smirk. “Now I understand. Your father should have participated in the war instead of Lord Crawlmarine, but he couldn’t because of his injuries. But someone had to go, so you ended up taking his place instead of your eldest brother, right?”

Luke remained silent, but the answer was evident from his expression.

“Tsk. It was obviously a lost...