I Became a Childhood Friend With the Villainous Saintess

Chapter 8: The place I want to leave (4)

Count Roxen brought mostly essential items like food supplies, daily necessities, and clothing, things one absolutely needs to live.

However, it wasn’t just the essentials. There were also items like cards and books to pass the idle time, and even snacks that, while not quite as good as those at the castle, would surely delight Sirien.

Thanks to this, the siblings forgot they were to stay here for three months, engrossed in treasure hunting within the boxes.

I now had a sword of my own.

It was a familiar shape: a dull gray blade that didn’t reflect light, with a simple, unadorned guard and pommel.

It seemed to embody the idea that a sword’s sole purpose was to be sharp and strong.

While it felt good in hand, it was still a bit too large and heavy for the body of a twelve-year-old boy.

This sword was a relic of my father, Count Berthus.