Mr. Pantalone has no crazy plans today.

Beneath the seemingly immature body of a young boy lies the body of a swordsman awaiting further trials and tribulations.

His danger is already evident from what we see here.

But that is his future self. Right now, the boy is just a young man who has not yet fully grown up and is arrogant and unrestrained with only a little strength.

At this moment, he did not understand what it meant to challenge the Executor of the Fools, who represented the strongest in the Winter Kingdom.

Of course, even if he finds out about this later, he probably won't care about it at all.

The boy before me was a willful and self-willed individual, which in a sense could be considered one of his manifestations as a pure warrior.

The boy didn't think too much about other things; he just faced all the challenges head-on.

Pantalone showed no displeasure at the offense from the naive and impetuous young man, but simply smiled slightly.

"If you are prepared for this, if challenging me can inspire your ambition to one day stand on equal footing with me, then I would not mind granting you this slightly overstepping request."

"As long as you don't go back on your word and do what you promised me at the beginning, joining the Fools as a soldier to serve Her Majesty the Queen, that will suffice."

"No problem, breaking promises is not in my nature."

The boy named Ajax agreed without hesitation.

His heart was filled with excitement and ecstasy at the prospect of fighting against the Executors of the Fools, who represented the strongest in the Winter Kingdom.

Even though he was still young, after falling into that abyss and experiencing the amazing skills taught by that mysterious swordsman, even though that period of time was only three months, the young Ajax still possessed the pride of a warrior of his own.

That marked the end of his indecisive youth and the beginning of his formal transformation into a martial artist and warrior.

He may be somewhat mischievous and enjoy getting involved in conflicts, but he is also a man of his word. His pride and honor as a warrior prevent him from breaking his promises, no matter how outlandish they may seem.

And as the father of young Ajax, after hearing the answer his beloved son gave...

He realized that even if he tried to stop them, it was too late.

He could only hurriedly apologize on behalf of his beloved son to Lord Pantalone, the powerful executor of the Fools.

“Master Pantalone, my son’s unreasonable request has caused you trouble.”

"It's alright. If this power can help Her Majesty eliminate the enemy of Winter, it would be a good thing. It's always good for young people to have goals, drive, and ambition."

Seeing that Lord Pantalone did not show any displeasure, he could only be thankful for Lord Pantalone's good character.

Otherwise, if it were any other executive, they would probably be quite displeased by now, and planning to teach this brat who knows nothing about social etiquette and manners a lesson.

Where else can we speak here calmly and politely, like we do now?

Seeing the master's magnanimity, he couldn't help but glare fiercely at his son, muttering to himself, "You brat, just wait till I get my hands on you."

Despite his pride and strength, he was still just a son in front of his father, intimidated by his father's authority.

So when he saw his father's lecturing look, the young Ajax could only shrink back like a dog being scolded, his neck shrinking back in response to his father's fierce glare.

Such things as inherent pride and warrior's honor simply do not exist at this moment.

He had no intention of arguing with his father.

Although he was unruly, he was exceptionally kind to his family.

The young Ajax valued it even more than anything else.

Seeing the harmonious scene of father and son being kind and filial, Pantalone couldn't help but turn his gaze to little Yura beside him, wondering if he should try it too.

This made Xiao Youla, who was serving him tea and water, suddenly feel a strange chill for some reason.

Then she saw Pantalone's eager look.

"..."

Can she return this father?

Chapter 66 My Father's Good Son

The location chosen by young Ajax was the glacier near Seashade, a place close to the sea and bordering a river.

A biting wind blows through the boundless, pure white world. The frigid glaciers and snowfields look like they are paved with piles of white bones. This is exactly what the simple and honest people of Zhidong face every day.

People living in the solstice are constantly fighting against an unseen enemy, and this is the most common and widespread scene in the solstice.

Even Pantalone, who is used to seeing such scenery in winter, can't help but sigh with admiration every time he sees such a harsh living environment.

In the pure white world, he was still dressed the same way.

Holding an unremarkable, blunt sword, he faced the fully armed youth before him with a calm and composed demeanor that made the boy named Ajax feel a bit of pressure.

Although he was just standing there, he felt an incredibly strong sense of oppression.

It was like a bottomless abyss, making it impossible to discern the opponent's strength.

Even after three months of tempering in that dark abyss, he still couldn't see the depth of the man before him.

It wasn't a kind of unfathomable power, but rather a feeling that the man before him didn't exist in his perception; it was an almost nonexistent feeling.

He had only ever felt this kind of pressure from his master, whom he had unexpectedly encountered in the world he had stumbled into.

However, unlike his master, who exuded overwhelming power, the young Ajax felt a sense of unfathomable depth from his opponent.