I raise elves in Florian

Chapter 172 Fortress City Frisch 3

Shutark never expected to encounter something like this.

“Gabel, teach Shutark the proper etiquette.”

Lord Alden said to the butler standing to the side, "Three months is enough time for Hugh Tarker to learn the full set of etiquette."

"Yes."

Gabel bowed slightly to Lord Alden, then pulled Shutark away.

Over the next period of time, Gabel took Shutark on horseback riding, archery, dancing, table manners, and so on—all the etiquette that a nobleman needed to master.

On the other hand, the other side.

Shi Yichen, Frilian, and the others were treated very well at the mansion, with all kinds of delicious food and desserts available.

This made Frilian want to stay there forever, as the servants would bring things to them without them having to lift a finger.

"Mr. Shutark, how's your etiquette practice going?"

Philen encountered Shutark, who had just finished class and was walking unsteadily, in the hallway.

"It's like hell."

As he spoke, Shutark walked up to Philen, knelt down on one knee, took up Philen's left hand, and looked at Philen with deep affection.

"How about it?"

Shutark looked at Philen and asked.

"It's not suitable for you."

Philon glanced indifferently at Hugh Tarek, who was kneeling on one knee. Although her heart was pounding, she said she couldn't show it.

"That's so unfair."

Hugh Tarek was a little saddened by Philon's response.

"I'm going outside to get some fresh air."

Shutark stood up unsteadily, spoke to Philon, and then walked outside.

"What a pity. If Shutark had put a ring on Philon's finger right now, it would have been the perfect finishing move."

Shi Yichen and Frilian hid at the end of the corridor and secretly watched this scene.

"This is too difficult for Shutark; he would never even consider such a thing."

Frilian watched Hugh Tarker walk away and said, she didn't believe Hugh Tarker could do such a thing.

Lord Alden.

Heathal encountered Lord Alden as he went downstairs.

"I've told you so many times, call me father, or the walls might be overhearing."

Lord Alden said to Hugh Talck, "Even though this is his mansion, it's better to be safe than sorry."

"Isn't that too cold-hearted? Your son has only been dead for less than two months."

Hugh Tarker looked at Lord Alden.

“I am following my son’s last wishes, and I have even prepared a stand-in for him, although he does not look as much like him as you do.”

Lord Alden could not possibly misunderstand what Hugh Talck meant, nor did he want to do it, but it was his son's dying wish.

"Indeed, this makes me a little uncomfortable, but it is my son's last wish, so please accompany him to the end."

Looking at the portrait of his son, Lord Alden told Hugh Thurk that he was also saddened by his son's death, but he had to do it for the sake of the city, and it was also his son's last wish.

…………

In the reception room.

Philen walked in.

Shi Yichen and Frilian looked at Philon walking in with smiles on their faces.

"Lord Shi Yichen, Lady Frilian, what's wrong with you?"

Philon looked at Shi Yichen and Freya with a puzzled expression.

"Shutark's hands must be warm."

Shi Yichen looked at Philon with a mischievous grin.

"Yes, Shutark's hands must be very warm."

Frillie was also watching Philon with a wicked grin.

Shi Yichen and Frilian both looked at Philon with the same expression, looking very much like a married couple.

"This..., that...."

Phyllen blushed and stammered for a long time without being able to say anything. She didn't expect that Shi Yichen and Frilian had seen what had just happened.

"Ah."

After hesitating for a while, Philon finally nodded. Shutark's hands had many calluses from years of martial arts training, but that didn't stop them from being warm.

"Oh, it's so warm."

Shi Yichen and Frilian looked at Philon with doting smiles, making teasing noises.

"I'm ignoring you all."

After being teased by Shi Yichen and Frilian, Philon's face turned even redder, and steam began to rise from her head. She then turned her head away from looking at Shi Yichen and Frilian.

"Look, it's Shutark."

Shi Yichen stood by the window and saw Hugh Tarker standing in the training ground through the glass. At that moment, Hugh Tarker was being asked by Lord Alden to practice his sword.

Upon hearing that it was Hugh Tarker, Philon immediately ran to the window and looked at Hugh Tarker standing below.

Although Shutark now wields an axe, he used to practice swordsmanship in the Warrior's Village. However, he hadn't practiced with a wooden sword in a long time, and he was a little unaccustomed to it at first.

"Don't worry, take a deep breath, this isn't your hometown."

Lord Alden walked over to Shutark and adjusted Shutark's sword-wielding posture, as he could tell that Shutark had a strong foundation in martial arts.

"Lord Alden, what is your opinion of Mutter?"

Hugh Talke looked at Lord Alden and asked, because Lord Alden's family was very similar to his own: a strict father, an excellent older brother, and an undervalued younger brother.

"His talent is not as great as his brother's, but he works very hard. The skills he has honed over time will definitely not let him down. In the future, he will become a knight even stronger than me."

Lord Alden adjusted Hughtark's posture as he spoke to him. How could he not see that Hughtark was also a disfavored younger brother in the family? He wasn't just saying this to his youngest son, but also to Hughtark.

"I see. You'd better tell that to Mutter."

Hugh Tarker smiled and said to Lord Alden.

“I often tell him this, which is why he became complacent and made no progress.”

Lord Alden certainly understood what Hugh Talck meant, but things did not go in a good direction.

"That is a big problem."

Shutark gave an awkward laugh.

…………

A few more days passed.

In the reception room.

"What? I have to practice etiquette too?"

Philon, who was eating a donut, looked at Lord Alden in surprise. She didn't understand why she had to practice etiquette when the commission was supposed to be for Hugh Tarker!

"This is a social event. Do you think it's appropriate for a man of marriageable age to attend alone?"

Lord Alden said to Philon.

Can I not go?

Philon shook his head at the thought of how desperately Hugh Tarek had struggled to learn etiquette.

"Of course, if you don't participate, I will arrange for a beautiful lady to have dinner with you."