When the birthday party was in progress, Enoch, who was the protagonist tonight, slowly walked down from the second floor.
All of a sudden, the guests sent their prepared congratulatory messages one after another.
However, after listening to it, Clemont still felt that their congratulatory messages seemed to be carved out of the same mold, without any sincerity.
But this is normal, nobility! It's just a superficial social interaction, don't take it seriously. No matter how good the relationship is, once the interests of your family are touched, you will have to break your head.
"I'm glad that everyone can come to my birthday dinner..." Looking at Enoch, who seemed to be a different person on the stage at this moment, Clemont grinned.
The way he looks now is completely different from the way he looked when the father and son were talking before.
While feeding himself and his little brother in his arms, Clemont listened to the long speech on the stage with great interest.
After the host's speech, the atmosphere of the banquet reached a climax instantly, and the sound of clinking wine glasses could be heard one after another.
As the host, Enoch naturally received special attention from the guests. In less than half an hour, the battle-hardened Enoch became a little overwhelmed.
It stands to reason that at this time, Clement, the eldest son, should take over. But looking at those nobles who were like wolves and tigers, Clement was scared. He really couldn't drink.
"Master, my health is not very good and I can't drink anymore. You see..."
Just when Clemont slipped into the corner and continued eating, Beavis found him with an anxious look on his face.
"Huh? What happened to my father's health?"
Upon hearing Beavis' words, Clemont was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Enoch in the middle of the crowd.
"Isn't this nice?"
"This...hey, young master, you don't know. Due to overwork in the past few years, coupled with the old injuries of the body, the master can't hold on for long now!"
Seeing that Clemont was indifferent, Beavis hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to tell him the truth.
Hearing this, Clemont turned his head suddenly and stared at Beavis.
"Uncle Beavis, you didn't lie to me. Isn't my father a Knight of the Spirit? Why is there something wrong with his body?"
Clemont was a little in disbelief.
"Hey, Master, I'd better wait for Master to tell you this in person!"
Seeing Beavis's expression of being speechless, Clemont handed Brian in his arms to him, and then strode towards Enoch in the crowd.
"Uncle Beavis, brother, what are you doing!" Young Brian held the snacks his brother gave him in his hand and looked at his brother's back with wide eyes.
"Haha, Brian, your brother, he went to get what belongs to him!"
At this time, Clemont had a lot of thoughts in his mind. He already understood what happened to Brian just now. He also understood Enoch's heartfelt words at the end of the father-son conversation.
At this moment, looking at his father who was gradually growing bigger in his eyes, Clemont couldn't help but feel admiration.
"Clement has met everyone. My father has some important matters to deal with. If you don't mind it, I will accompany you to get drunk before you rest!" Taking the wine glass from his father's hand, Clement said with a smile on his face.
Said to everyone.
Looking at the broad and tall figure in front of him, Enoch's pale face gradually turned rosy, and the light in his eyes was particularly soft at the moment.
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In the afternoon of the next day, a hungover Clement walked out of the room, patting his head. Upon seeing this, the maids guarding the door immediately helped him back and provided him with a series of maid services.
"No, I have to find out who is the best drinker in Sakr City. If I can copy the drinking expertise from him, I won't have to drink like this again in the future!"
In the luxurious bathhouse, Clemont was thinking while enjoying the regular service of the maid.
As evening approached, in the study room of the castle, Enoch raised his head and glanced at Clemont, who had a complicated expression. Then he stood up and walked to the map behind him and said lightly.
"Clement, our inherited nobles have always been like this. Although I don't know how you reawakened, since you can practice fighting spirit, you have to shoulder the burden of guarding the glory of the family. Maybe this is very important to you.
It’s not fair, but that’s the truth, and you can’t hide from it!”
Having said this, Enoch turned around and the expression on his face softened.
"Moreover, you now have fighting spirit, and you can't hide this for long. It's time to go to the Royal Knights Academy in the imperial capital! This is the path that every descendant of a noble family must take!"
"Huh?" After listening to his father's words, Clemont's head was a little hard to turn.
Didn't I come to ask about your physical condition? Does what you said have anything to do with what I asked? And why should I go to that Royal Knights Academy?
"Haha, look at my memory!" Looking at Clemont's confused look, Enoch chuckled and then explained:
"We, the inherited nobles, have a privilege, which is the right to confer a lower title on their heirs. This title is usually given to the future heirs of the family.
You were my only son before, so I gave you this title. But after I learned that you couldn't practice fighting spirit, I didn't give this title to your brother. After all, with this title, after I die, you will also
You don’t have to live a life of dependence on others.”
After hearing this, the last barrier in Clemont's heart disappeared.
"Then father, what does this have to do with the Royal Knights Academy?"
Now that his territory is in the development stage, he doesn't want to leave the territory at this critical time.
"This starts with this title. When the inheriting nobles determine the candidates for the title, they will report it to the empire, and the empire will record it. Once the heirs of these nobles come of age, they will be required to go to the Royal Knights Academy for one year.
As for the purpose, I think you understand it!"
Clemont nodded, why else! These heirs of nobles are the future pillars of the empire. If they don’t understand and network in advance, what if these nobles disobey in the future?
Moreover, this is the Royal Knights Academy. As long as the word "royal" is attached to it, there must be a group of princes and princesses from the empire.
To put it more clearly, this is actually a game of choice and being chosen. If you choose right, congratulations, your family will go further! But if you choose wrong, then I'm sorry, who told you not to choose me in the first place?
!
Thinking of this, Clemont's head got bigger. This kind of invisible war is actually the most dangerous, because you don't know who your enemy is. If you are not careful, you will fall into a place of no return, and now
I don't have the ability to lift the table yet, so it feels terrible just thinking about it.
"Father, why wasn't I called back before?"
Clemont was a little unwilling to give up. He really didn't want to be exposed to these overt and covert fights so early.
Hearing this, Enoch smiled, then walked to the table, took out a delicate envelope from the drawer and handed it to Clemont.
Looking at the exquisite envelope in his hand, Clemont was slightly speechless, but he still took out the letter inside and read it.
"This letter was sent on the day of your coming-of-age ceremony, but your situation at that time did not meet the conditions for entering the Royal Knights Academy, so I suppressed it and asked someone to modify the age in your file."
"So, are you going to wait for Brian to go to the Royal Knights Academy instead of me when he comes of age?" Clement asked, having just read the content of the letter.
"Well, yes, this is the only way to keep your title!"