Three days have passed.
Humans are creatures of adaptation, so even though Weibin’s life was very different from the past 10 years, Elric began to adapt to some extent.
In my dreams, I’m still wandering around the battlefield, and when I open my eyes, I’m struggling to find the dagger, but other than that, it’s a pretty satisfying life.
“young master.”
Elric got out of bed today again when he heard Rdio’s voice.
After a quick wash and change of clothes, I headed to the restaurant using my cane.
Then, Tyria was in the restaurant.
“Are you coughing?”
Elric briefly bowed his head and responded.
“Good morning.”
I still felt awkward with her.
She is a woman of few words, and since we spend most of the day in different places, it is difficult to become close friends.
But it wasn’t as uncomfortable as the first time.
This too was an adaptation. By now, Elric had gorged on his food to the point where he wouldn’t leave.
“Are you going to see the wheat fields today too?”
“yes.”
“I’m sorry. “My legs can’t help me with this.”
“it’s okay. “I’m used to it.”
It was a word that made me feel sick to my stomach.
When I think about it again, it was such a shameless thing to say. It’s her fault that left her alone, and now she’s apologizing.
While Elric was scolding his ugly mouth again, Tyria stopped moving her hands.
She was silent for a moment, looking at her plate, then added a word.
“… “I said I was used to it because I learned it from the head of the family.”
Ah, I see.
A short breath comes out.
It was only then that I realized something.
‘… ‘It’s definitely my father’s way.’
I was a person who always had to see important things with my own eyes before I could understand them.
The same goes for wheat fields.
With all their businesses closed, the Portman family now has only one wheat farm left.
I don’t know why he made that choice, but if it was the only business left, he would have handed it over to her due to her father’s personality.
Elric asked without thinking while thinking about such a thing.
“But.”
“yes.”
“… “How have you been with your father?”
It was something I said out of anger, but I had no regrets.
It would be correct to say that curiosity is greater than regret.
He wants to know the intentions of his father, who left him only an inheritance without a will, but since he has no clues, he feels like relying on her.
Tyria answered right away.
“I learned on the job. “I don’t remember much else.”
“… “Have you said anything about me?”
“There was none.”
I am speechless at the affirmation.
Elric, who was about to ask if he was sure, soon gave up.
For some reason, it was realistic.
The scene is drawn.
The sight of a cold-blooded father who doesn’t even seem human and a woman of few words sitting at the table like this.
Even the rattling sound would have disappeared, leaving a breathtaking silence floating in the space.
At best, the conversation would have ended with my father saying “Do this” and Tyria saying “Yes”.
Elric felt goosebumps rising all over his body.
‘That’s terrible.’
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I shouldn’t feel this way, but it was an inconvenience that made me feel fortunate that I had escaped.
Elric laughed empty-handedly.
The meal ended just like that.
“Then I will go.”
Just like the first time, Tyria bowed briefly and greeted me.
Elric answered, standing up with his cane.
“Cheer up.”
So I left the restaurant.
*
Although he was the owner’s son, Elric’s status in the mansion was closer to that of a guest.
It was natural.
I ran away from home at the age of 14 and haven’t been here for 10 years, so I had no idea how things worked at home, and even if I tried to do something, I couldn’t even help with chores because my legs were like this.
So in the end, all I do is sit in the garden and watch people coming and going.
Feeling the coolness of autumn with your whole body, looking at the fountain, seeing people, and making eye contact with them.
As I did that, I realized something.
‘There are a lot of new people.’
The core personnel leading the mansion remain the same.
However, among those doing odd jobs, not many remained in Elric’s memory.
He was a perfect stranger. As such, they did not seem to welcome Elric like the head maid, butler, or coachman.
It was a subtle line between not being hostile but not being friendly, a way of looking at a stranger.
“What are you looking at?”
It was Rdio.
He approached me from behind, holding a small wooden box in his arms.
Elric said with a small smile.
“Ah, I was looking at the workers. “There are a lot of faces I don’t know.”
“That’s right. “I guess 10 years have passed.”
Rdio sat next to the bench.
“Have you been rude to the master?”
“Is that possible? “A person like that cannot be in this mansion.”
Even though my father had passed away, this was still the land he had cultivated.
He was a person who extremely detested the disloyalty of subordinates to their masters, and was a person who always gave priority to such matters when selecting employees.
It could be said that humans were viewed as parts.
No matter what they say behind the scenes, on the outside they have to show sincerity to run the mansion smoothly.
Isn’t it too ridiculous to judge that such a trend has disappeared in just one year?
Elric said, erasing the thoughts that came to mind.
“But what is that wooden box?”
“Ah, these are letters addressed to you, Madam.”
“To him?”
“Yes, it is harvest season. “There are things to worry about here and there.”
Well, that’s true. Even in Elric’s memories, the harvest season was a time when his father did not show his face.
“What letters?”
“I do not know.”
“hmm?”
“Where in the world is there a servant who reads a letter that his master has not read?”
The words he spoke with a small smile revealed his unwavering loyalty.
Elric laughed at that consistency.
“I understand why we can’t become friends.”
“We are carrying out the work steadily. “If you think about it, I wasn’t even close to my deceased master.”
That’s right. Although his father viewed him as a key component, he did not view him as a human companion.
Rdio also realized this and showed only courtesy to his father.
Elric changed the topic.
“So he works wheat during the day and documents at night?”
“Of course.”
“Thank you for your hard work.”
Pity and guilt flooded me like a wave of water.
If he hadn’t run away, all of this would have been Elric’s role.
How shameful it is to pass on one’s responsibilities to others and live leisurely like this.
It would have been easier if she had complained at least, but Tyria had never once complained until today.
Elric thought for a moment and then spoke.
“Perhaps it is okay for me to receive those letters?”
If it was just reading, it could be done with these legs.
Of course, I didn’t really know how things worked, but I could at least sort the letters and organize the contents briefly.
I don’t know, but I think it could relieve her fatigue a little bit.
It was something that motivated me.
“Umm… .”
Hesitation appeared on Rdio’s face.
Elric said jokingly.
“I am also the owner. “You deserve to see that letter.”
It was a pretty shameless statement, but it was true.
Rdio made a blank face at those words, but then burst into laughter.
“… Yes, that’s right.”
The wooden box was handed to Elric.
“The office is where it was 10 years ago.”
“It’s the center of the second floor. “The heart of the mansion.”
“you’re right.”
“I understand. “Look at your work.”
“yes.”
Elric put the wooden box around his waist and headed to his office.
*
Regardless of his motivation, of course, quite naturally, there was no letter that Elric could understand.
Statistics on things like what kind of business a business was for, the yield of wheat farmed, and profits, etc., were all messed up.
A solution is impossible.
Fortunately, I had an excellent eye for context since I was young, so I was able to do the classification I had originally planned.
There are three main types of Elric.
I organized the contents of the wooden box neatly by classifying them into letters from outside, letters related to the top, and personal letters.
It was in the midst of this that I discovered the letter.
『To my beloved daughter.』
It was a letter with the phrase written on it.
The seal on it belonged to the Yubin family.
It was Tyria’s parents’ home.
Elric’s eyes rarely left the letter.
It was curiosity.
If you think about it, you still don’t know why she remains here.
I’m not sure if her intentions are good or bad, but after seeing her for a few days, she was really working diligently for Portman’s event.
If you think about it, they are strangers.
Although he knew that reading other people’s letters was very rude, Elric could not shake off the curiosity that immediately arose.
Considering my thoughts bordering on self-justification, maybe, just maybe, there is a clue about my father in this letter.
That thought had just occurred to me.
The hand naturally moved towards the wax pressing the letter.
I scratched the outside with my fingernails, then sighed again and glared at the letter.
Elric, who was doing this, eventually closed his eyes tightly and tore off the seal.
The power of action did the trick.
Elric briefly regretted it, but then shook his head.
‘I should at least check the contents of what I already tore up.’
Wouldn’t it be less unfair if you end up apologizing for spying on personal information?
I’m more sorry, but that’s for later.
Anyway, the contents of the letter appeared before Elric’s eyes.
Elric, who was feeling throbbing between anticipation and guilt like a boy who did something bad, immediately
‘This… .’
I narrowed my eyes.
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