I Got Isekai’d, Well Shyt!

The next day Quinus was doing his usual routine with the exception of writing ’Thank You’ letters to everyone who gave him a gift. The servants were all acting normal and the incident yesterday wasn’t talked about.

”Hey, Quinus? Why are you doing this boring stuff?” Asked the 3-year-old, who goes by the name Percy.

”Because, I need to write a thank you note for everyone that gave me a gift, Percy. It’s just something I need to do.” Quinus said as he was quickly scribbling on another ’Thank You’ letter.

”But you are five... Why would someone care? My parents always said ’thank you’ for our presents but I’ve never written them a letter. I think it’s dumb.”

Quinus looked at the boy who had his mother’s eyes and hair color and his father’s face. He was a cute kid and all, but sometimes it’s hard to tolerate a three-year-old.

”It may seem dumb, but in the long run, these letters will help me build my reputation. The nobles and royals of this kingdom and others will remember how I treated them. And when the time comes I’ll have more allies to have my back.”

Percy furrowed his brow as a kid, it was hard to understand.

”Oh, okay. Do you think we can spar soon? I want to learn from a master.”

Quinus smiled at the compliment. ”Thanks. I will be happy to help you train in the art of the sword. But not until your parents say so. I don’t want to be the one to get in trouble.”

”Hmmm? Like when you get in trouble for being late for your sword lesson?” Percy asked.

Quinus chuckled, ”Yeah, Lady Nelumbo really hates it when-”

He cut himself off when he realized that Percy was talking about being late right now.

Quinus turns to look at the clock in a panic.

”Ah! Lady Nelumbo is gonna kill me!” Quinus yelled as he ran out of the room.

”I told you writing those letters was a waste of time,” Percy said with a smirk.

”Percy! You knew I was running late! Didn’t you?”

”Well, you never want to train me? So, I thought it would be fun to see panic.”

”OH, you’re gonna get it! That’s if I survive Lady Nelumbo’s wrath!”

As Quinus ran to his sword training he was praying that his teacher would have some mercy on him.

’Please, Goddess don’t let me die!’

As Quinus ran down the hallway, he noticed he was moving with great speed. It was a surprise since he was a kid’s body, but he was definitely running faster than when he was an adult back on Earth.

”Huh, it must be the effect of having my mana veins awakened. Cool.” Quinus said to himself as he ran down the staircase.

***

Quinus burst through the door.

”Lady Nelumbo! I am so sorry I’m late!”

Nelumbo was standing there with a blank expression.

”I-I’ll get to my warm-ups now.”

As Quinus did his warm-ups, he noticed that his stamina had increased. He was able to maintain his warm-up longer than normal.

”So, I hope you have a good reason for being late.”

Quinus gulped, ”Well, I was writing letters to everyone who gave me a gift and I lost track of time.”

Lady Nelumbo was studying Quinus’s movements, with the practice sword, a little more closely than normal.

”I see. Well, let’s just get to work. You know the drill.”

”Yes, ma’am!”

As Quinus got ready for his training, he heard a chuckle. That’s when he saw Percy walking alongside Sir Mathew.

”Percy? Don’t distract His Highness while he’s training. He needs to focus.” Mathew said with a stern tone.

”Okay, Dad,” Percy responded to his father and stood at attention.

’Sir Mathew is here? I wonder what the deal is?’ Quinus thought as he went back to focusing on his stance.

”I have noticed you like to show off in front of a crowd, your Highness. You do remember the first rule about combat, right?”

”Always be aware of your surroundings,” Quinus said while in the middle of his swings.

Nelumbo didn’t look impressed. ”Exactly. If you remembered to keep that in mind you wouldn’t have struck the floor.”

”Yes, ma’am.”

After witnessing Quinus’s warm-ups Lady Nelumbo clapped her hands together to get his attention.

”Alright, I want you to take a position in front of the dummies.”

Quinus nodded his head and did what he was told while Sir Mathew and Percy watched.

”Okay, Your Highness, I want you to do a simple strike with your wooden sword.”

”Yes, ma’am.”

”Percy. Stand behind me, please.” Mathew said to his son.