Chapter 15: Im Done Being a Bastard (3)
Risir bowed deeply to Idore in a gesture of farewell.
It was a spontaneous sentiment, but Idore was unexpectedly impressed by Risir’s display of courtesy.
Unlike other children of prestigious families, Risir lacked formal etiquette training and extensive interactions with the nobility. Despite this, his naturally graceful demeanor showed no notable flaws, even in the eyes of the Bendel patriarch.
He was the complete opposite of Roera, who had evolved from a tomboy to a wild mare despite being educated by one of the Empire’s top etiquette teachers. But course, this didn’t mean Idore’s affection for his own daughter shifted to the bastard.
The value of bloodline holds a unique significance for nobles. It was the biggest factor that gave their existence a special status recognized by the world.
Idore was a man with the typical values of a nobleman, and as his noble rank was high, those values were more stubborn than average.
“Risir.”
But surprisingly, Idore gazed intently at the illegitimate child before him. He wanted to persuade the boy.
“Have a seat first.”
“I have nothing more to say to you, Patriarch.”
“Then just listen. Risir, your accomplishment today was impressive. While it’s regrettable that you chose the path of magic, that cannot be helped. I understand your feelings. Surely, you resented me for not passing down the Bendel legacy to you.”