"The royal family of the Duchy of Gri is the largest trading partner of our Gustavo family. Young master, please don't throw a tantrum this time."
The old man continued his nagging admonitions, but the boy's expression grew increasingly impatient: "I don't want to be a businessman; my dream is to become the greatest knight."
The boy retorted impatiently, spurring his horse forward, unwilling to listen to the old man's rambling.
The old butler's face showed a hint of helplessness. Knowing the young master's stubborn nature, he stopped trying to persuade him.
He believed that time would allow the young master to mature, just as the old master had done back then.
The dream of becoming the greatest knight is shared by almost every young man on the continent; if not, then the dream is to become the greatest magician.
As night fell, the caravan stopped in a flatter area and set up camp to rest.
Several bonfires rose, and seven or eight people gathered around them, warming themselves by the fire and eating the prepared rations.
In the center area was a blazing bonfire, and there were only two people sitting there: the old butler and the young master.
The campfire illuminated the boy's short, golden hair and exceptionally fair skin. His blue eyes, gazing at the fire, seemed to burn with their own flames.
The old butler handed a piece of roasted meat to the boy.
The boy took it and tasted it. Seemingly finding it rather dull and uninteresting, he took the initiative to ask, "Francis, what kind of person do you think the princess I'm going to meet is?"
Hearing the young master's question, he assumed that the young master had finally given in after realizing he couldn't disobey the master's orders, and the old butler's smile grew even brighter.
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