A Coincidence?

Gilbert's expression grew serious at the mention of the subject.

"You can't imagine how Northlanders, especially nobles of Count rank and above, understand 'military affairs' or how they arrange them."

At this point, Tales's expression also turned solemn:

"Military studies are divided into two parts."

"Outdoor and indoor."

Tales's gaze settled on empty space:

"A noble's outdoor military studies include personal martial skills and commanding armies."

"They make up a huge portion of the curriculum, and there are lessons almost every day."

Tales spread his fingers one by one:

"Getting beaten up, riding, charging, archery, hunting, inspecting military camps, battle formations and drills... Of course, the last few parts are generally not available to the Prince of Starfall."

Gilbert narrowed his eyes.

"Getting beaten up?"

Tales sighed and drove Deadpan Face from his mind.

"Don't worry about the details."

The Duke came back to himself.

"As for indoor military studies, I was startled the first time I saw them as well..."

Tales looked at the Former Foreign Minister and said seriously:

"They include grammar, arithmetic, geometry, astronomy..."

Gilbert's pen stopped.

"Yes, you heard correctly," Tales said with a frown. "Reading and writing, arithmetic, recognizing the weather, calculating distances... The people of Exeter compressed all of these into 'indoor military studies.'"

Gilbert was silent for a moment before beginning to write.

"I have indeed heard that Northlanders are accustomed to learning to read and write in war studies, but even the House Arendt within the Star Kingdom..."

"This is the first firsthand account I've heard from someone so close to it... Fascinating."

Tales tugged at the corner of his mouth and rolled his shoulders.

"As for why, according to a certain Deadpan Face, if you don't understand how to read and write military orders, can't count your troops, don't know the