Chapter 35

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

Even Viscount Bruce was not so shameless that he would stay after been be driven away by the host. They left without hesitation.

Only I was worried. I originally wanted to take the guise of stealing the box to invite the Viscount to a secret place, and then directly avenge for my previous life, but now the Baron has cut off my chance to set up a trap for the Bruce.

The baron firmly refused to see me anymore, I think he completely detested me.

Sometimes I would look at his bedroom through the glass window at night. Because of the distance, I couldn't see the situation in the window at all, so I just looked stupidly.

I didn't know what was wrong with me, why I missed him so much and wanted to see him.

A faint hunch has risen in my heart, and I have tried countless times to escape to face this hunch.

Am I in love with him?

I dare not make such an assumption, because I suddenly felt very ugly and humble.

During this time, my life in Manor was not very smooth.

Several lower-level male servants ran on me privately. They would allocate the most tiring and troublesome work to me. I often kept wiping the silverware and dishes by myself until midnight.

It was understandable when I think about it. I was the baron's Valet. I was in a high position. I never paid attention or hang out with them. Now I was suddenly driven out of the living room, so it was normal that they didn't like me.

This kind of exclusion was irresistible. I can only accept it silently. Besides, even the work of a lower-level male servant was much easier than working outside. There was nothing to complain about.

Time entered autumn, and the weather did not turn cold at all.

The sun was like a fireball that doesn't slow down, raising the temperature very high.

I was ordered to wipe the leather goods and saddle. In the stuffy cubicle, the smell of the leather goods made people feel dizzy. Many of the leather goods were old and used for many years. I didn't know who deliberately set it up to punish me.

From early morning until noon, my ten fingers were ground black, but there were still piles of leather goods that needed to be smoothed and greased.

At this time, Simon walked in with a bag of dried fruits, his face was full of gloat, and he said to me in a cheerful tone: "Look, these dried fruits were sent to the servants. It was not so good in Momon Manor in the past. Every servant in the castle got their share."

Seeing him so excited to show off in front of me, I thought my share was probably divided by them. It has always been like this recently. The things and food allocated to me are always leftover by others, or even none at all. But I can't complain to anyone at all, because this was contributed by every servant in the Manor, and it was even worse if I brought it to public.

I buried my head in wiping the leather goods, but listened to Simon smile and said, "Tell me, man, how did you get kicked out by Lord Baron? I'll learn from you and be more cautious from now on."

I understand what he was implying. He was just laughing at my failure, maybe he was a little proud, thinking it was the words he said to the baron that made me kicked out of the living room.

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

"Humph." He sneered and said: "What are you proud of? You're just lucky! Becoming a baron's personal servant and then showing off and ignoring us. Look at what you are now, let me tell you. , the servants here hate you, you low brewed ass licking bastard!"

I asked myself that if I had never done anything offensive to Simon, and I would be resented by him like this. It was something I did not expect.

Simon finished speaking and left here triumphantly. Before leaving, he said, "The kitchen asked me to tell you to have lunch."

I sighed annoyedly. They always arranged for me to wipe the utensils in the storage room, so I couldn't hear the ringtones of the gathering at all, and I often missed the group mealtime.

Sure enough, the mealtime had passed, and the cook said that there were some leftovers for me, so I got a piece of bread and a bowl of cold rice soup. These things were not enough for an adult man to clog his teeth.

I thanked her and said it was okay, a little bit of food could comfort my empty stomach.

The cook showed an embarrassed expression as if she wanted to say something to me, but after thinking about it, she didn't say anything.

In the afternoon someone came and told me to go to the backyard to chop wood. This kind of work was the job of a handyman or a forest guard. When I saw an axe and piles of firewood in the backyard, I knew in my heart that they were going to drive me out of the castle in all kinds of ways.

The sun hung in the sky, shining scorchingly on people, and soon I was sweating. I don't reject rough work, and a strong young man should not be afraid of dealing with difficult tasks, but I still felt aggrieved. I even thought I did really bad things, but if he didn't ask me to come to Delman Manor, I might have finished my revenge on the Viscount's family now. After that, I can go home to farming or find a job, whatever happens...

Before long, I was hungry, but looking at the firewood on the floor, I could only bite the teeth and kept working.

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

"Come with me with a bunch of firewood," the butler Hilton ordered in his usual indifferent tone.

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

The Butler Hilton said as he walked: "His lordship has a guest today. It is the distinguished Sir Francis. He is a lawyer, a nobleman, and he just graduated from college. They talked very happily and the host was very happy."

The Hilton butler was a silent and steady person. He never bothered to talk to people, especially about the hosts. He has always been silent. I didn'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 beautiful blond man. He was young and handsome, with a handsome manner, and very eye-catching. Two people were chatting, they were talking freely, getting along very happily.

The baron smiled lightly, he looked natural, his eyes were staring at the other person, he was listening to the other person's topic carefully, and then occasionally responded warmly to a few words. If it were in the past, I would not think anything inappropriate when I saw two men having such speculative conversations, but now I couldn't help but feel strange. Wasn't it sad or something?

"What are you doing in a daze? Put down the wood." The Hilton butler said, "The hosts need you to make a fire."

I was stunned to put the firewood together in command like a robot.

Even if I didn't compare it to the guest, I knew that I look terrible, my face was dirty, my shirt was not rusty, my hands were dirty, and my nails were full of mud. If I stand next to that handsome and nobleman, I must be embarrassed, like a dirty and smelly beggar.

I suddenly had the urge to turn around and run away. I didn't want to appear like this in front of them, I didn't want to compare with him. And why should I compare with them? I was born a servant and the son of a farmer. I have nothing, so I have to live in a humble manner.

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

The sun was shining on my face, it was hot, it seemed that the blood all over my body was pouring on top of my head. I was so ashamed that I wanted to find a place to sew down. I was afraid of what I would hear next, but Mr. Butler didn't hesitate to keep on. The tone of voice stripped me clean and opened my eyes in embarrassment to see reality.

"The Lord Baron was born rich and wealthy, but she has experienced a lot of hardships since he was a child. Not only did Mrs. Eliza's lover corrupt the baron's family property, but he also often spoke ill of the young baron. Mrs. Eliza didn't care about anything, she just threw the baron to the servant. And she didn't even want to look at him."

"The Baron grew up in loneliness and without care from his family, but he is a strong man. He created this industry alone. His wisdom and clairvoyance are unmatched. But other nobles devalued us because of his appearance, even though, they are all bowing to him now. Because our lordship is so strong that they have to. Mr. Eric, after hearing this, don't you have anything to say?"

Seeing my silence, the butler continued: "I watched the Baron grow up. I have no children. He is like my son in my heart. Everything about the Baron is hard-won today. I will never allow anyone to corrupt the Lord Baron's reputation. , The Baron will definitely get married, and will bring a mistress and many young masters to Delman Manor. Moreover, even if the Lord Baron really wants to have something with a man, then this man will definitely be like the one next to him. Like a gentleman, he is a man of noble background and knowledge, who can be worthy of a baron, and not an unruly man."

I clenched my fists, and a kind of unwillingness and anger rose from the bottom of my heart. Even if I deceived the baron's feelings, even if I slapped him, I have never been wrong to him. I looked into the butler's eyes and retorted: "I don't think you can accuse me so unreasonably."

"Really? Why is the sound of Lord Baron's violin so irritable and messy!" The butler stared at me and said: "The Lord Baron never confides in anyone, only when Mrs. Eliza comes to the castle to make trouble, then he would playing the violin. But now, he is playing messy tunes every day these days, I have never seen him so full of thoughts!"

"Don't think that you have grasped the baron's weakness, you can use him, no matter if you want money or something else. If you let me know that you are harboring an ulterior mind and endanger the baron, I will definitely make your life miserable." After saying these words, the Hilton butler walked towards the baron. He turned his back to me and said, "There is nothing to do with you here. ."

The sun was still golden shining, but I felt that everything around me has dimmed, and even the cicadas screaming suddenly became hoarse and deafening.

I sat on the ground wearily, feeling dazzled.

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

The land was very hot, and the smell of the earth exudes a fishy smell, and this fishy smell blended with my sweating smell.

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

I am a person lying on the ground and rolling, mud and dust stuck to me, they even flowed into my bones and blood.

Since my rebirth, I have tried my best to take revenge. Besides, I didn't care about anyone, my relatives, the people affected by my revenge, or even the people who were killed by me in my previous life.

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

Maybe I shouldn't stay here, as I initially imagined, I should stay away from all the people I might hurt, and run away from the feelings that shouldn't have occurred because it was not only humble but also pathetic.

Maybe as the butler said, I am a bad guy, but I never let myself become pathetic.