gentleman's servant

My family has rented and farmed the land of Mormont Manor for generations.

Viscount Bruce is a very stingy manor owner. The taxes here are very high, and the farmers work on the barren land, but they have to pay more than half of the harvest.

Our Eric family, when my father's generation happened to catch up with the war, life became more and more difficult.My father left home for town when I was 12 and never came back.My mother gave birth to 4 children in total, and I have two younger sisters and one younger brother.The youngest brother Sam is only 1 year old, of course only God knows who his father is.

I grew up living without food and clothing, longing for the life of a gentleman, and envious of the decent and clean servants at Mormont Manor.So from the day I entered Mormont Manor and became a footman, I thought I had become a gentleman, and I thought I had escaped from that miserable and dirty status.

And in fact... everything left me speechless...

When I entered the village, people saw me and greeted me, saying:

"Look! Owen is back!"

"The promising kid from Eric's family is back. He is working as a servant in Lord Viscount's manor. Look at his clothes, how beautiful they are!"

"He looks like those lords, and his wig is beautiful, like silver."

"Why can he work as a manservant in the manor? My son just wants to go in and be a groom weeding, but they don't agree anyway."

My high-heeled shoes stepped on the potholed path, and finally walked to the door of the house with difficulty.

Our family huddled together in a dilapidated wooden farmhouse with a fence around it. A few old clothes were drying on the wooden cart at the door, and a hen was lazily catching bugs.

My mother and younger sisters welcomed me warmly. The children were interested in the bread I brought home, while my mother was busy asking me for wages.

The mother was a very fat woman, who was very beautiful in her youth, and was famous for her beauty.But since her father never came back, she has been addicted to alcohol, and she would rather drink first when she is hungry.

In my previous life, I hated her because she only asked me for money.She said she would give the money to buy food for her younger brothers and sisters, but in fact it was all wine.My salary was very little, and I had to buy all kinds of expensive items, so it didn't take long for me to stop paying her, and I didn't even go home anymore, unilaterally severed relations with them.After a few years, I lost track of them, and even the neighbors didn't know where they went.

"At the beginning when you said you were going to work as a servant in the manor, I thought you were joking, but I didn't expect you to become famous." The mother said nonchalantly, "I'm proud of you, my son, and everyone in the village envies me." The old man Mo at the entrance of the village approached me several times and said that he wanted to marry his daughter to you, so I would not agree to him. His daughter looks like a goat."

"It's all thanks to Aaron, the butler of the manor, who gave me the opportunity." I gave all my wages to my mother, and told me, "Use it to buy food."

My mother smiled happily, took the money with both hands, and then carefully hid it in the apron. She glanced at the bread I brought home and said: "Next time you don't need to bring bread home, just give me the money, and we will pay for it ourselves." Make bread."

The younger sister An Qi is 15 years old, like a flower that is blooming, warm and full of vitality.She stroked my coat and said, "What material is this made of? It feels really comfortable to the touch. It must be very warm."

This black-and-white-striped male servant uniform is custom-made by the manor, and it is made of expensive wool fabric. Each person only has one, and it is my most valuable possession.

"Tell us what the manor looks like? What does the Viscount look like? Is the Viscount beautiful? Are they wearing silk clothes?" Little sister Ariel asked one question after another.

I smiled and told them about the things in the manor, and they listened intently with wide-eyed eyes.

Angie exclaimed from time to time: "It's so amazing, how enviable, can I also go in and be a maid? Brother, please help me and ask that Lord Aaron."

"Maids may not work, those maids are specially trained, they don't want country girls."

"Isn't my brother also from the country? Why did they ask for it?"

I smiled and said, "If there is a vacancy for the cook in the kitchen, I will ask for it for you."

Angie said: "I'm not a cook, I want to be a maid for the ladies. You can touch those beautiful and expensive silk dresses, and those beautiful jewelry."

Since it was only half a day off, I left quickly.

Taking advantage of the warm afternoon sun, I hurried on my way and returned to Mormont Manor before three o'clock in the afternoon.

Mormont Manor is very large. From a distance, on the vast plain, a pale yellow castle is located in the middle of the land, like a small piece of cheese.But when you get closer to the castle, you will realize how magnificent the whole castle is.

The foundation of the castle is square, and it is a three-story building with hundreds of rooms and countless identical corridors and stairs.When I first came here, I often got lost, and it took me a long time to get used to it.

The owner of the castle is Viscount Bruce, and he and his wife raised 4 children together.

The eldest son, William, and three beautiful daughters.

William is married, and his wife Helena is the daughter of a merchant with a rich dowry. The two have been married for many years but have no children.Among the three young ladies, the eldest, Judith, has already married, while the second and third are still in her boudoir.

The original life was so peaceful, without waves, they, like all nobles, are good at enjoying life, surrounded by laughter and happiness.Taste food and wine every day, ride horses to hunt, attend dance parties, be surrounded by groups of servants, carefree, until today...

The moment I stepped into the castle, I knew that everything happened again without any accidents, without any difference.

The servants were at the ready, coming and going, and Simon and Anne, the maid, whispered to me:

"Something happened. Master William fell off his horse and broke his neck..."

That night, the entire castle was quiet, and occasionally a low whimper could be heard.

The masters were very sad, so the servants stayed up all night, beware of any order from the master.

Anne was a very pretty junior maid, with fiery red hair as fiery as her character.In the dim candlelight, she sewed and lamented in a low voice:

"Hailey has been crying, I really hope she is better."

Simon sarcastically said, "Of course she's going to cry. She just lost her virginity on Master William's bed last week. She didn't even get a single coin. Master William died. She is really pitiful."

Annie glared at Simon angrily: "You are such a nuisance."

"I don't need you to judge whether I hate it or not. We have more things to worry about now. Master William is dead, who will inherit the title of Viscount?" Simon said happily: "Those guys above have tried their best to please Master William for so many years. As humble as a dog, in the end, haha, it was a waste of effort. Which of the senior maids has not crawled over the young master's bed, I'm afraid they are hiding somewhere and crying now."

"Don't think everyone is as dirty as you." Annie said angrily.

"I'm just telling the truth, does our Viscount have any brothers?"

Annie said: "Who knows, there should be."

"Yes." I said, "My Lord Viscount's brother is a Baron, who has been dead for many years."

"How do you know?" Simon was a little surprised: "So did the baron who died have a son?"

Looking at the flickering candle, I nodded slightly: "Yes, there is a son who has inherited the title of baron."

"So how old is he? Is he married? Does he have children? What kind of person is he?" Simon asked again and again.

"How could Owen know this? You'll know all about it when the lord comes to Mormont Manor." Annie said indifferently.

The candle was burning, making a soft crackling sound, I looked at the candle and lost my mind:

"Yes, it will be clear when he comes."