Master and his butler Mr.

Mr. Ace is the housekeeper of Mountbatten Manor. He always wears a well-ironed white shirt and black uniform. When the only remaining heir of the Barton family was Mr. Hernandez Mountbatten, who gave everyone a headache.

One year ago, the Mountbatten family encountered great misfortune. Lord Mountbatten, his wife, and their eldest son and second son were all killed in a shipwreck. The only survivor was their youngest son. Hernandez Mountbatten, who had a broken leg and was forced to recuperate at home.

Little Hernandez has just turned 18 this year. He has blond hair and green eyes, a delicate face and a tall and tall figure. His appearance is the usual beauty of the Mountbatten family, but his temper is a bit gloomy, far less than his other two brothers. Hearty and open.

A year has passed, and he still hasn't come out of the haze of his family's departure, and he has been refusing to go to the capital to confirm his inheritance and become the new owner of Mountbatten Manor.

The sun was shining outside, and the room was as dark as the owner's mood. The butler Ace walked into the room and pulled the curtains to the bottom to make the room brighter: "Little Hill, you should go out more and take a look outside. Sunlight."

A golden head protruded from the raised quilt, and then retracted silently after a while.

Mr. Housekeeper walked to the bed and threw away the rolled-up quilt. The thin young man in white pajamas shivered from the cool morning air. He curled up with a different kind of fragility and delicacy.

Mr. Housekeeper bent down and saw the tear stains on the boy's face.

"I was dreaming again, my mother baked me a hot apple pie, and then Philip came over to grab it with a smile..." The boy cried and talked about the warm days in the past, sobbing so hard that he couldn't stop.

The housekeeper sighed, and wiped his wet cheeks with a handkerchief: "I believe that neither Madam nor Master Philip would like to see you like this."

"I know, but I just can't stop," Hernandez looked up, tears falling one by one, "Can you hug me? I'm a little cold."

Mr. Butler obediently and gently embraced his little master.

"Is this better?" asked Mr. Butler.

Hernandez just hid quietly in his arms.

Compared with a year ago, Hernandez's spirit has improved a lot. Except for occasional nightmares and low emotions, he is almost coming out, but today is an exception. Hernandez is about to leave Going to the capital, taking on the responsibilities he should have, and then losing control again.

"Will you go with me?" Hernandez asked softly after a long time.

"Of course, I am your housekeeper, and I will definitely accompany you."

"How long can you stay with me?"

"Until you don't need me, my lord."

The territory of the Mountbatten family is in the northwest border of the empire, next to the towering and rolling Kotema Mountains. It is said that the other side of the mountains is the kingdom of dragons, but Hernandez has never seen a real dragon.

As a small lord in a remote place, and really not good at exploiting his own people, the Mountbatten family has always lived a somewhat simple life. This time they went to the capital, and there was only one carriage and two old horses. Mr. Steward also served as a carriage Husband and guard, and attendants.

"How long will this journey take?" Hernandez climbed into the carriage with his luggage in his arms, asking a little anxiously.

"If it goes well, it will take about three months. We can just catch up with the Harvest Festival. There will be grand floats and magic fireworks at that time. You will like it."

Hernandez lowered his head: "But, do we have enough money? I heard that prices in the capital are very high."

"Don't worry about my master, please rest assured to leave everything to me." Mr. Butler laughed, then raised his whip and led his little master away from Mountbatten Manor.

Hernandez looked back reluctantly at his homeland where he had lived for 18 years, still feeling a little uneasy, but seeing the figure driving ahead, he was more or less relieved.

Although it was in the wilderness, Mr. Steward drove very smoothly. Hiernandez was a little tired and fell asleep leaning on the carriage before he knew it. But not long after, he was awakened by the nightmare again.

"Can I sit with you?" Hernandez poked his head out.

"It's very windy and sandy outside." Mr. Butler looked back at the little master, and then acquiesced to him moving out.

The desert in the northwest is dominated by ridges and boulders. It is said that giant dragons like this environment very much, but it is not very suitable for human life.

Hernandez hugged his knees and sat next to Mr. Housekeeper. It took a long time before he spoke: "My mother is from a far south. I heard from her that the air is humid and there are forests and lakes everywhere. This time my father We were all very happy when we said we would take her back to our hometown to have a look. I didn’t expect them to stay there forever.”

Mr. Butler didn't make a sound.

"Actually, I don't like the wind and sand here, but I have never been out. I don't know what other places are like. I was born and raised here since I was a child, and I never thought of leaving. I fell on purpose that time because I Afraid... Actually, I don't know what I'm afraid of." Hernandez suddenly laughed, "If I go with them, maybe they won't take that boat, maybe they won't go to sea that day, maybe... "

Mr. Butler stopped the carriage and hugged his little master: "It's not your fault, no one can predict the disaster."

Hernandez burst into tears. This was the first time in more than a year that he spoke his mind. The loss of his family and his own cowardice seemed to weigh heavily on his heart, and he could not escape.

"Fortunately, you are here." Hernandez said softly.

In the evening, they stayed in a neighboring barony. The lord was Gordon Goode, a kind elderly gentleman who had a good relationship with Hernandez's father and helped a lot after their accident. busy.

Baron Goode's territory is much richer and more lively than Mountbatten's. A bustling town has gathered around Mr. Baron's castle, not only with many residents, but also with many shops.Because there is a tin gold mine here, which is a kind of spell-casting material that mages like very much. Although it is difficult to mine, it is also expensive and the supply is in short supply.

"Thank you very much for your hospitality. This dinner is really delicious." Putting down the knife and fork, Hernandez praised sincerely.

He and Mr. Good sat face to face at a long and exquisitely carved dining table, and the butler stood behind him to help him eat. There were more than 20 dinner plates in front of them, all of which were rich and delicious food.

Baron Goode wiped the corner of his mouth gracefully: "I am glad that young people can like the food made by my chef. I am old, and this castle is also old. Seeing the presence of young people always makes me feel very happy. "

The baron chatted with Hernandez for a few more words, and then left early to rest, while the butler of the castle sent them to the guest room.

"This is really a wealthy territory, and the food is delicious, but it's a pity that we can't share it with you." Hernandez said regretfully.

"I have already eaten in the kitchen, and the taste is really good." The butler replied, "This is indeed a rich place, but it feels less comfortable than Mountbatten."

"Because that's home." Hernandez said without hesitation.

"This is only part of the reason." Mr. Housekeeper smiled and patted the boy's head, "It's getting late, we have to hurry tomorrow, so let's rest early."

"Where do you sleep?" Hernandez rubbed his eyes, "The butler doesn't seem to have arranged for you a place to rest."

"I'll just go to the servant's room and squeeze." Mr. Housekeeper was about to leave.

Hernandez grabbed his skirt, "The room here is huge, and I'm a little scared."

Mr. Housekeeper just smiled: "You are already an adult."

"I'm sure I will have nightmares, you stay with me, the bed here is big enough, I just don't want to be alone." Hernandez begged.

Mr. Housekeeper can't refuse his little master, this is really not a good habit.