Chapter 10

『 Chapter 10 』

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"What? What are you doing here?"

Bellezac jumped up from his lying down position and shouted.

His voice is loud.

It seems quite surprising, but I don't intend to answer it.

"...Firentia?"

I could hear a voice so small that I would have missed it, if the room wasn't quiet

It was Larane who was looking at me with her head sticking out near Bellezac.

"Oh…."

I was embarrassed and paused without realizing it.

It's been so long since I saw Larane.

Lara was such a delicate and delicate flower that I wondered if she came from the same gene as Bellezac.

As soon as she reached adulthood, she married a man with a wide age gap due to the empress's arrangement.

People said it was a successful marriage business.

Although the aristocrat is old, he was a hero who fought bravely in the war, and soon he will inherit his father's title, so other than that he is Lombardy's blood, the ordinary Larane has luck.

No one knew.

How quickly would a flower that fell alone on her husband's estate far away from Lombardy, which is right next to the emperor's direct assignment, wither?

Later, it turned out that the husband was not attached to his family enough to take care of his young wife, and under the pretext of it, he ignored and left her to his servants.

When Larane asked for help from his parents, Vieze had already started a business with his son-in-law.

The only answer from the parents she trusted was to say, "You should you do better."

So Larane dried up and soon returned to the soil.

At such a young age.

Larane, who cried after the wedding, saying she didn't want to leave Lombardy, was the last thing I saw.

"Are you taking classes now, too?"

She is five years older than me, but she was still holding a big doll in his arms, which was inline with the young spirit of a noble family who grew up seeing only beautiful things.

"Yes, I'm here to take a class from today on."

I nodded and answered Larane's question.

Bellezac gasped, seemingly angry at me answering Lara and ignoring his questions.

"Lie!"

He came up and acted as if he would do something about me right away, but all he does in the end is bark at a distance.

"Lie! You're not the kind of person who takes classes?"

This made it clear.

The Bellezac hasn't hit yet.

How many times do I have to step up to learn bad things from adults?

"What is it like to be me?"

I asked provokingly on purposely.

"You're a lowlife...…."

"Shall I tell my grandfather?"

When the word "grandfather" came out, Bellezac joined up and shut up.

"Last time, grandfather scolded you not to call me vulgarly again. Are you breaking that?"

I heard it from my father.

My grandfather called Bellezac separately and scolded him.

"Bellezac."

With a smile on my face, I purposely approached Bellezac.

"There are so many books here. Right?

Bellezac seemed terrified when he saw the books all over the place.

Yeah, it becomes a weapon when it's all in my hands, you dog.

I hit a decisive blow to Bellezac, who was struggling.

"Shall I go now and tell grandfather?"

"Hey, Mr. Lee..."."

The one who was frowning as he stepped back falteringly turned around and went back to where he was lying with a stomp.

Oh, of course, he didn't forget to kick an innocent doll nearby because he couldn't beat me.

Yeah, where's his personality going?

Still, I sighed quietly, saying, "It's a relief that I defeated the dog that was trying to run, but I could feel the intense gaze on the side of my face burning."

It was Gilliu and Mayron sitting side by side by side by the window.

The two were 11 years old this year, the sons of Aunt Shanannet, the oldest of her father's siblings.

"…." Why do you look at me like that?

I was flustered.

In fact, among my cousins, I knew these two the least.

They are identical twins who look equally pretty and are always in their own world, so they are not interested in their surroundings at all.

If my cousins except Larane ignored me, they were completely indifferent.

It's the degree of indifference that you see me being bullied and crying, but you just pass by me without any change in expression.

In addition, there has been no interaction since Shanannet divorced and the two men followed their father to the Schulz family.

They no longer used Lombardy's last name ever since and became Gilliu Schulz and Mayron Schulz.

They seemed to be quite famous in the social world for their good looks and early knighthood, but it was a different story for me, who was busy working.

"Firentia."

The two spoke at the same time as if they had worked together in advance.

"I heard you hit Bellezac."

"And they said you won?"

But something's not right.

Gilliu and Mayron, who always had a sulky face, seemed to be lively.

In addition, the two were smiling faintly.

What are they doing? I'm scared.

I sat on a large sofa across from Bellezac, near the window, calling for a strategic retreat.

I liked that most of the rooms were low chairs that I didn't have to climb, probably because I was a child.

At that time, Gilliu tapped the window sill and said to me.

"Come here and sit down."

"What?"

"Let's sit down together."

Mayron answered.

The sunlight from outside shone brighter in the gold hair of the two.

I looked back at them for a moment and said.

"If you want to sit with me, you two come this way."

The golden eyes of the two were seen to be rounded at the same time.

"Don't ask me to come."

I said so and flipped my head again.

They're not being mean to me, but it was because I felt bad because it's like they were trying to order me around with a word.

Lombardy's children have strong self-esteem.

So Gilliu and Mayron will soon be as angry as Bellezac...….

Flap.

The sofa I was sitting on shook small.

"What, what?"

Before I knew it, the two of them came this way and sat down as I said.

On both sides of me.

"You told me you wanted us to come here if we wanted to sit with Firentia?"

"So we're here, Tia."

"Yes, yes. Let's call her Tia."

"Okay, let's do it."

They exchanged funny stories with a smile.

I don't know, their mental world.

I shrugged my shoulders.

You want to sit together, but you can't ask me to sit anywhere else.

It was when I gave up halfway.

The door opened and Clarivan came in.

"You're all here. Let's start the class."

Huh? Just like this?

I looked around in embarrassment.

However, everyone seems to be normal except for me.

But no books, no parish.

At that time, paper and writing instruments placed on one side of the room caught my eye.

Does that mean you can use it if you need it?

However, the other cousins were just staring blankly at Clarivan.

Let's get a sense of it first.

I hugged the cushion and looked at Clarivan in front of the blackboard.

"From now on, we will learn about commerce, one of the important businesses of the Lombardy family."

Oh, commercial. Interesting.

So the class started in earnest.

And I was embarrassed.

"...Commercial is...."

Behind Clarivan's quiet voice was the sound of background music.

"Krrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr..." Uh-huh…."

It was the snoring of Bellezac spread on the sofa.

It's not that loud, but there's no way Clarivan didn't hear it.

I thought he'd wake him up, but he's continuing the class as if he hadn't seen it.

At that moment, I felt a little goosebumps.

A teacher who scolds and forcefully teaches is rather a friendly teacher.

Clarivan had no intention of forcing a guy who wasn't so focused on class in the first place.

Let him sleep without waking him up.

But it will go up in the post-class report.

I felt Mayron sitting next to me lost interest in class and opened the book next to me.

At that time, Clarivan was seen giving a short glance towards it.

Everyone is watching.

I quickly adjusted my posture.

I started to show that here I'm listening to you with my whole body.

Open my eyes wide, sometimes nodding.

At first, it was acting, but later I concentrated on the class without realizing it.

It may be a boring lecture for children, but it was an interesting class where you could feel that Clarivan was well versed in commerce.

"Well, that's enough for today's class."

As I forgot the time went by and focused, it ended before I knew it.

I was feeling a little disappointed, and Bellezac, who had fallen asleep, woke up with his eyes open and drooling.

He sounds like a ghost when he hears that the class is over.

"I have a special homework today."

"Homework?"

Larane, who was just getting up with a doll, was surprised and asked back.

As if homework were not common, not only Bellezac but also the twins seemed surprised.

"The deadline is until the next class. Homework is…."

Clarivan, who was smiling strangely, brings something from behind the blackboard.

Thump.

When he put it down on the floor, a pretty heavy sound rang the ground.

"Tree?"

What Clarivan took out was a thick log with its top and bottom cut off.

Originally, it was a pretty big tree, but when it was built with only an adult's arms around it, it was literally a log that came up to Clarivan's knee.

"It is a violet tree that grows quickly, is hard, and is lighter than that, so it is widely used on the continent."

"What do you want us to do with it?"

Bellezac asked bluntly.

However, it wasn't just Bellezac who was surprised by Clarivan's unexpected behavior.

Neither Larane nor the twins were looking at the logs in front of them.

Maybe my expression isn't that different.

Clarivan, who looked over us like that, smiled strangely and spoke in a very refreshing way.

"You can sell it until the next class."