It is the first day of training and the young master brimming with excitement did not need to be forced out of bed today,
As he heads into the training room for the first time he looks around he sees a platform the size of his room, different weapons in every corner and the reinforced wall and floor made to withstand third stage and spells and can't be scratched by a second stage swordsman.
The floors and some parts of the platform suffered cracks and ruin, this shows proof of his father's strength. His eyes filled with amazement and admiration and eagerness.
"If you wish to be like you'll have to work hard very hard Ryu" The patriarch says.
*Nods*
"Yes father I will give it my all" says the young lord.
The patriarch points at a man near the entrance and there stands a man with red hair, brown eyes and a chiseled chin with eyes clear and his face clean.
"Your training instructor will be Ser loris, He is a trusted knight of the Crogen army and a stage two swordsman so listen and do whatever he says" The patriarch says before heading out of the training hall.
"You can call me loris young master Ryu, it is my honor to train you, now go choose a weapon of your choice", He said
Ryu in response rushes to the deeper side of the room where all sorts of weapon sit along it axis,
"I've chosen my weapon" he said
"What have you chosen" Ser loris asks
"Nunchucks" the boy says with eyes filled with determination, clearly he just doesn't understand yet, Ser Loris wanders in his mind before finally giving response.
"Why don't we just start with wooden swords when you're good enough you can chose your weapon of your choice" he said.
"Okay" Ryu responds with a lot of disappointment in his voice as he looks back and glances at the nunchucks.
And so the training starts with Ryu having to perform 500 downward slash and five hundred thrusts, after training his stance his stamina was the next target.
And so two days turn into four and four into a week.
The sun is out along with it's light and the harshness of it's heat,
The patriarch has been summoned by the king and as it is a time of war. The viscount most accept.
The patriarch looks at Ryu "Make sure you train very hard" i want you to be using mana by the time i get back.
With is eyes filled with tears he doesn't want to escape and his voice trembling he answers "Y.. Ye..s Father".
Ryu storms off to the training room and continues his usual routine an 30mins run around the platform and a thousand thrust and slashes.
Three weeks has passed and no news from the patriarch.
With worries written all over the younger masters face "It is now time for your mana detection training young master" He said.
Ryu sits right at the center of the platform with Ser loris at his back to guide him soon enough he got the hang of it and can now freely detect manner.
"Young master, young master" the maid calls out.
"The matriarch has requested to see you" she said. With worries written all over his face he dashes out immediately.
"Do you mind cleaning the training up for me"? The knight asks
*Nods*
In agreement.