Edric was angry.

 

But he didn’t know why he was so angry.

 

…Is it because he saw the boys earlier?

 

But it was not at all reasonable to say that. 

 

He hadn’t felt envy of healthy children his age in a long time, and now he generally didn’t even pay small attention to others.

 

After thinking about it, the conclusion came out like this.

 

‘…It bothers me that I cowardly used the Rovel as my shield.’

 

He was the benefactor who saved his crutches and was punished for him.

 

He has put such a person in trouble, so he can’t feel comfortable.

 

For that reason, it was more frustrating than being stuffed like this, and his eyes must have automatically turned to the door.

 

So he asked a few things to the servants who just returned and said.

 

“Then bring them to me.” 

 

Of course, he didn’t want to meet noble boys, but this time he was willing to endure it.

 

“You can’t.”

 

However, he was rejected at once.

 

Rovel cut it with an expression as if he saying something that didn’t sound right.

 

When Edric, who had not expected the rejection, paused in embarrassment, he added in a more gentle voice.

 

“You just have to endure it for a day, you don’t have to meet them for nothing.”

 

But Edric didn’t back down either.

 

“I definitely ordered it. Make sure to bring them.”

 

“….”

 

Rovel didn’t even pretend to hear it. He just pretends to look at a flower pot and look somewhere else.

 

However, even after Rovel returned, Edric in his heart hoped he would grant his request.

 

Because Rovel has always been there for himself.

 

However, the next morning, he didn’t come.

 

Crimson, who was serving the tea on behalf of Rovel today, found Edrick and swore inside.

 

It was because his face was much darker than yesterday.

 

Still, he hurriedly opened his mouth, wondering whether it would be better if he talked about Rovel like yesterday.

 

“Yesterday, Rovel and the noble sons were in a very good mood. I believe Rovel will do well today as well.”

 

Edric looked at him fiercely. The words of consolation made him more unpleasant.

 

However, it was different from before.

 

Because of the huge difference in physique, it looked like a completely different outfit from the one Rovel was wearing, but today, the servant outfit stood out more.

 

Edric murmured as if he had learned something new and important.

 

“You are also my servant.”

 

“…That’s right.” 

 

Crimson’s expression became awkward as a result of the ominous tone.

 

When he was a mercenary, in this atmosphere, there was a high probability that bad things would happen—.

 

“Prepare the place today.” 

 

*****

 

  

Why does he keep working as a servant with that much talent?

 

Has he ever received greater favor from Denkart—?

 

Otherwise, Manellano couldn’t understand Rovel.

 

No matter how prestigious the lineage was, it was no match for an archaeologist who was treated preciously in the Empire.

 

Rather, it was wiser for his future to become the archaeologist’s assistant.

 

In addition, Denkart is mostly made up of servants who serve the master’s family up to several generations, there is no possibility of being promoted to a butler—.

 

‘I’m curious.’ 

 

By then, his purpose had completely changed.

 

He really wants to know more about that servant. 

 

He was a fresh stimulant in the world to him, who always had a swordsmanship match with a fixed victory and defeat and solved only problems he knew.

 

“Rovel, what do you like?”

 

Today was a day to tour the behind of the mansion, the Black Chain Knights’ training field. 

 

He followed closely the servant who was walking in front of him and asked in a friendly tone.

 

If there was something he liked, he was going to win the favor of him by buying me anything.

 

‘Then it would be easier to get to know each other.’

 

However, the servant was still not an easy opponent.

 

“I like being with Young Master Edric.”

 

It was even less sincere than yesterday.

 

‘…Really.’

 

Most of all, Manellano was fed up with that sound.

 

At the end of every sentence, Young Master, Young Master—. He’s not even the Young Master’s parrot. 

 

In the mansion, he was a precious Young Master, but he felt dirty as if his existence was being damaged.

 

On the day of his social debut, he gained some sympathy for the young noble’s situation and was named as best man. So he was annoyed in this way.

 

After that, the conversation stopped.

 

Because Manellano didn’t speak first.

 

It was terrifying and frustrating. Has he ever imagined himself in such a humiliating situation?

 

He always wanted someone to come first and talk to him, but it was the first time he ever wanted to talk to him or have a conversation with him first.

 

After repeating awkward and difficult thoughts, he soon remembered the common people’s greatest concern.

 

“How much are you getting paid?”

 

“I apologize, but it’s hard to tell.”

 

“Then let me tell you the salaries of our Stell family servants. Especially for you.”

 

He emphasized in the part ‘Especially.’

 

It was true. 

 

In the first place, Manellano wasn’t even in the mood to talk about himself, especially if it had to do with his family’s finances.

 

The fact that he can easily disclose this secret is proof that he trusts the other person.

 

For that reason, other people would be touched by now, but—.

 

“Yes, please tell me.” 

 

The servant made an insincere expression.

 

‘…Ah, you don’t even say thank you anymore, do you?’

 

He grinded his teeth, but unlike his mind, he opened his mouth with a bright smile.

 

While talking, he also talked in great detail about the size of the annex where Stell’s servants reside and the single room. 

 

Of course, there was also an exaggerated part.

 

He wanted to make it tempting. He wants to receive proper attention from that servant at least once.

 

However, throughout his hard-working speech, the expression of the servant was consistent.

 

His expressions like ‘It seems like you get paid by working here or there’, ‘Ants live in ant dens’. It was like a person listening to useless things.

 

Eventually, Manellano’s patience ran out.

 

“Rovel, wait a moment.” 

 

In the first place, he wasn’t the kind of person who stayed silent about problems.

 

He only took out the content toward the servant who stopped walking.

 

“I want to hire you formally.”

 

“….!”

 

“Whatever it may be, I will give you the best treatment, more than Denkart.”

 

Even the servant, who had been indifferent the entire time, opened his eyes wider, which was probably surprise.

 

He was somewhat satisfied with the reaction he saw for the first time.

 

Manellano said, licking his dry lips.

 

“Tell me whatever you want.” 

 

The unexpected proposal was close to impulse.

 

Because taking the Young Duke’s servant is never a good picture.

 

However, Manellano bought the potential of that servant so great that he could bear it, and he was greedy.

 

At least it was a waste of talent for the Young Master, who lived in a gloomy room without even receiving proper education.

 

It was self-evident that if he returned in this way, he would be as anxious as if he had a thorn in his hand.

 

He’s trying to offer better conditions, but the servant said first.

 

“Thank you for the offer, but my only master is Young Master Edric.”

 

“….”

 

“This life and the next life. And the next life again.” 

 

In a soft but firm tone, the servant drew a line.

 

“I have no intention of serving anyone other than Young Master Edric.”

 

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