29. As a Holy Knight
"They still treat me like I'm a kid," Meliodas said with a huff, crossing his arms as Dale made a small, awkward laugh, fixing up a meal.
"Is that so?"
"Yeah! They're like, oh you shouldn't do that, or I don't think your brother would like that, and switching out my ale with apple juice? UGH! It's annoying!"
"Ah, I see."
Meliodas squinted. "Do you really see?"
Dale chuckled, placing a plate of food and a cup of juice on the table.
Grabbing the cup, Meliodas sighed, taking a sip. "Though really, I'm an apprentice holy knight. I'm practically an adult!"
"But not quite yet, aren't you?" Dale teased gently as Meliodas pouted.
"I just…" He frowned, putting the cup down, "I just want to lessen the burden on big bro Gil's shoulders, really. He's been… All holy knight this, holy knight that. He's been so busy."
Pausing for a moment, Dale made a soft smile, taking a seat in front of the younger knight. "Meliodas, I'm happy that you're Guila's friend."
Meliodas sputtered. "Wha-friend? Hah, no, Guila? Of course not!"
Dale chuckled again, leaving the chair for his sword and armor. "And as a holy knight myself, I also have a duty to serve the kingdom. So Meliodas, take some time to think. What do you believe what a holy knight is?"
Blinking, Meliodas hummed, eyes lingering on the empty glass cup.
"What a holy knight is, huh…"
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