gentleman's servant

When they returned to Delman Manor from the capital, Viscount Bruce's family had already left.

Even Viscount Bruce was not so thick-skinned that he refused to leave even if he was driven away. They left very happily.

Only I was worried. I originally wanted to invite the Viscount to a secret place in the name of stealing the box, and then directly avenge my past life, but now the Baron has rejected my chance to hang Bruce.

The baron really doesn't want to see me anymore, and I think he's completely disgusted with me.

Sometimes I would look at his bedroom through the glass window at night. Due to the distance, I couldn't see what was going on inside the window at all, so I just looked at him stupidly.

I don't know what's wrong with me, why I miss him so much and want to see him.

A faint premonition rose in my heart, and I tried countless times to avoid facing this premonition.

Am I in love with him?

I didn't dare to do such an idea, because I suddenly felt ugly and humble.

During this period of time, my life was not very smooth.

Several junior servants ran on me in private, and they would assign me the most tiring and troublesome work. I often cleaned silverware and dishes by myself until midnight.

It's understandable if you think about it, I was the baron's personal servant when I first came, with a high status, and I never paid attention to them, but now I was suddenly kicked out of the living room, so it's normal for them not to like me.

This kind of ostracism is irresistible, and I can only accept it silently. Besides, even the work of a junior servant is much easier than the work outside, so there is nothing to complain about.

Time has entered autumn, and the weather has not turned cold at all.

The sun is like a slow ball, raising the temperature very high.

I was ordered to clean the leather goods and saddles. In the stuffy cubicle, the smell of leather goods made me dizzy. Many of the leather goods were old goods that had been there for many years. I don’t know who deliberately found them out to punish me.

From morning to noon my ten fingers were blackened, but there were still piles of leather to be smoothed and greased.

At this time, Simon came in with a bag of dried fruits, with a gloating expression on his face, and he said to me in a cheerful tone: "Look, these dried fruits are distributed to the servants, and it was not so good in Mormont Manor in the past." All the servants in the castle have a share of the treatment."

Seeing him showing off so excitedly in front of me, I think my share was probably divided by them. It has always been like this recently. The things and food allocated to me are always left over by others, or even none at all.But I can't complain to anyone at all, because I know it well, and it will be even worse if it is revealed.

I buried my head in wiping the leather goods, but I heard Simon smile and say, "Tell me man, how did you get kicked out by the baron? I'll be more vigilant from now on."

I understand what he is thinking?He was just laughing at my failure, and perhaps a little flattered, thinking that what he had said to the Baron had gotten me kicked out of the drawing room.

I threw away the rag and looked at him coldly, he was already deliberately provoking, and he didn't even intend to maintain the basic face.

"Huh." He sneered and said, "What are you proud of? You are just fucking lucky! You become the baron's valet and you flaunt your power and ignore us. Look at what you look like now, let me tell you." , the male servants here hate you, you love to lick the little boy under women!"

I asked myself that I had never done anything sorry for Simon, and it was simply unexpected that I would be resented by him like this.

After Simon finished speaking, he left here proudly. Before leaving, he said, "The kitchen asked me to inform you to have lunch."

I sighed annoyed. They always arranged for me to wipe the utensils in the storage room, so I couldn't hear the assembly bell at all, and I often missed the group meal time.

Sure enough, the meal time was over, and the cook said there were some leftovers, so I got a piece of bread and a bowl of cold rice soup.These things are simply not enough for a grown man to fit between his teeth.

I thanked her and said it was okay, a little food would do.

The cook showed a troubled expression, as if she wanted to say something to me, but she didn't speak after thinking about it.

In the afternoon someone came and told me to go out in the backyard and chop wood, which is the job of a valet or a forester.When I saw an ax and piles of firewood in the backyard, I knew they were going to throw me out of the castle.

The sun was hanging in the sky, shining hot on people, and soon I was sweating profusely.I don't object to doing rough work, and the young and strong young man is not afraid of making things difficult, but he still feels aggrieved.I even thought that I did something terrible, but if he hadn't asked me to come to the Delman Manor, I might have cleaned up the Viscount's family by now.After that, I can go home to farm, or find a job, whatever...

It didn't take long for me to be hungry, but looking at the firewood all over the floor, I could only bite the bullet and work.

"Mr. Eric." Suddenly someone called my name, and I looked up to see the Hilton butler walking towards me.

"Follow me with a load of firewood." Hilton butler ordered in his usual indifferent tone.

"Yes, sir." I hurriedly picked up a pile of firewood and followed behind him.

The butler of Hilton said as he walked, "Master has a guest today, His Excellency Francis. He is a lawyer, aristocratic, and just graduated from university. They chatted very happily, and the master is very happy."

The butler of Hilton is a silent and steady person. He never wastes time talking with others, especially about the hosts. He has always kept his mouth shut. I don't understand why he suddenly said these things to me.

And when I saw the Baron and his friends from a distance, I suddenly understood something.

The baron and his friend were sitting in the middle of the garden. Mr. Francis was a handsome, blond man, young and handsome, with a dashing manner, which was very eye-catching.Two people are chatting, they talk freely and get along very happily.

The baron had a relaxed smile. He looked very natural, his eyes were fixed on the other party, he was listening carefully to the other party's topic, and occasionally responded enthusiastically.If it was in the past, I wouldn't have felt much when I saw two men conversing speculatively like this, but now I can't help but have a strange feeling, maybe it's sad or something?

"What are you still doing? Put down the firewood." Hilton's housekeeper said, "The hosts need to start a fire."

I gave instructions and actions in a daze, and piled the firewood together.

Even if I didn't compare, I knew that I looked terrible, my face was dirty, my shirt was gray, my hands were black and my nails were full of dirt.If I stood beside that noble and beautiful man, I must be in a mess, like a dirty and smelly beggar.

I suddenly had the urge to turn around and run away. I didn't want to appear in front of them, and I didn't want to be compared with him.And why should I compare with them, I was born a servant, the son of a farmer, I have nothing, so I earn a living in a lowly way.

"Mr. Eric." The butler suddenly said, "Do you know why I brought you here?"

The sun shone on my face, it was hot, it seemed that the blood all over my body rushed to the top of my head, I was so ashamed that I wanted to find a crack in the ground, I was afraid of what I would hear next, but Mr. Butler took his time The tone of voice stripped me clean and made me open my eyes in embarrassment to see the reality clearly.

"The baron was born rich and powerful, but he has experienced a lot of hardships since he was a child. Mrs. Alyssa's lover not only ruined the baron's family property, but also often spoke ill of the young baron. Mrs. Alyssa didn't care about anything. She just left the baron to the servants. I don't even want to look at him."

"The baron grew up in loneliness, but he is a strong person. He created the current industry by himself. His intelligence and wisdom are unmatched. But other nobles belittled us because of his appearance, even though In this way, they are all bowing to him now, because our adults are so powerful that they have to do so. Mr. Eric, after listening to this, do you have anything to say?"

Seeing that I was silent, the butler continued: "I watched the Baron grow up, I have no children, and he is like my son in my heart. Everything the Baron has achieved today has not come easily, and I will never allow anyone to tarnish the reputation of the Baron Well, the baron will definitely get married, and will bring a mistress and many young masters to Delman Manor. Moreover, even if the baron really wants to have something to do with a man, then this man will definitely be like the one beside him Like a gentleman, he is a man of noble birth, profound knowledge, and worthy of a baron, not a scumbag with evil intentions."

I clenched my fists, a kind of unwillingness and anger rose from the bottom of my heart.Even though I lied to the baron's feelings, even though I was indiscriminate, I never had any ill intentions towards him. I looked into the butler's eyes and retorted: "I don't think you can accuse me so unreasonably."

"Really? Then why is the baron's piano sound so irritable and messy!" The butler stared at me and said, "The baron never confides in anyone, only when Mrs. Elisa comes to make trouble, he will Playing the violin, these days he is playing messy tunes every day, I have never seen him so full of thoughts!"

"Don't think that you can take advantage of the baron by grasping his weakness, whether you want money or other things. If you let me know that you have ulterior motives and endanger the baron, I will definitely not I'll make it easier for you." After saying these words, the butler Hilton walked towards the Baron, and he turned his back to me and said, "It's none of your business here, you can step back, from now on, don't appear in front of the Baron without a summons .”

The sun is still golden, but I feel that everything around me has become dark, and even the sound of cicadas' chirping is suddenly hoarse and deafening.

I sat on the ground exhausted, feeling dazzled.

Then I indulged myself and just lay on the ground like this.

The land was hot, and the smell of the earth gave off a stench that blended with my smell.

I asked myself, what are you sad about?Why are you sad?

I am a person who rolls on the ground, and the dirt and dust stick to me, and they even flow into my blood.

Since I was reborn, I have tried my best only to think about revenge. Other than that, I don't care about anyone, I don't care about my relatives, I don't care about the people affected by my revenge, and I don't even care about the people I killed in the previous life.

As long as I can get revenge, I don't care what happens to these people, even if I hurt them, is this the meaning of God's rebirth?

Maybe I shouldn't be here anymore, just like I originally imagined, I should stay away from all the people I might hurt, and stay away from the feelings that should not have arisen, because it is not only humble, but pitiful.

Maybe, as the housekeeper said, I'm a scumbag, but I never allow myself to be pitiful.