Chapter 8

He took a step towards Ran who were shielding Elizabeth.

"I asked her to show me the documents. The administrator didn't do anything wrong."

"Did I even say she did something wrong?"

At Eustaf words, Ran said, "It's not that, but it's ·······." and wiggled her hand in a small murmur.

"Do you have anything else to say?"

When Eustaf lifted his cool eyes to Elizabeth, she quickly said, "No," and quickly left the hallway.

Ran swallowed her saliva. Eustaf approached.

'Ah'

Did you grow taller again? It's been a month and a half. Now he's a little bigger than herself.

"This is how you dress?"

"Comfortable clothes. I was just going to the library."

"You don't listen to the therapist who told you to rest?"

"I slept for two days. I slept enough. I rested."

"Didn't you trust me?"

"Huh?"

Ran opened her eyes round. I've never thought of it like that before.

"That can't be true."

Looking at the transparent green eyes, Eustaf felt a certain impulse. But before I knew what it was, Ran said with her eyes down.

"I'm sorry if it seemed like we were talking behind your back. I just wondered how things were going."

Eustaf held her hand.

His forehead was frowned upon. Her hands were cold. I don't know about other people's body temperature, but it's not normal to feel this cold.

"Come on in."

Eustaf said so and dragged Ran into the study. Oops, Ran was dragged into the study by him. Ross got startled.

"Lord?"

Ran wondered if the Lord he was referring to was herself or Eus.

"Start a fire."

At Eustaf's command, Ross did want to say, 'It's summer!' but faithfully lit the fire. Eustaf dragged the chair and put it in front of the stove and made Ran sat down.

"You feel cold."

"Thank you."

Ran stretched her toes by saying so. My hands and feet were already cold.

"Oh, that's right, Eus."

"Yes"

"I have to pay Baron Lindbergh 10,000 verat. This guy's interest is a thousand verats a month, plus..."

"Marriage, you mean?"

"Yes."

Ran nodded. The fire soon warmed my body.

"Don't you know if the opponent was nice? Robbie? that's ridiculous!"

"Are you going to marry the opponent if they were nice?"

Ran frowned and agonized at the words.

"Well, I should have done it if it weren't for ice crystal. But I don't think he did. Because most of the people who are marrying me now are because of the Duke of Lazia."

The fireplace was now burning briskly. Looking at the scarlet flame, said Ran calmly.

"So, I'm not going to get married until I give up the Patriarch. You don't have to worry."

"That's a relief."

Eustaf said so and gently gathered her disheveled hair.

'It's soft.'

Feeling a little surprised, he made her hair neat. Ran's soft wavy, milky hair was long, flowing down her chest.

"Is my hair a mess?"

Well, I was sleeping, and Ran gets embarrassed, Eustaf shook his head.

"It's fine now."

Ross somehow turned his eyes away from the scene. A man touching a woman's loose hair was a sight only in the bedroom.

'Cause you two are siblings.'

Siblings are a little over the line, but Eustaf is still an underage, so it's a good idea to close your eyes.

'But.'

Do we really have to regard them as siblings?

'No, siblings are right.'

In terms of family register, the two are clearly siblings. 'Except for someone else who doesn't have a drop of blood.'

Besides, the time they lived together was very short. Because of all the fuss, Eustaf left for the academy. And he came back after three and a half years.

'No, way, no way.'

Ross thought so and looked at Ran. Ran, whose eyes stares back at him and then grinned.

"Sir Ross would be fine."

Ross frowned at the sudden remark.

"What do you mean?"

"The Lord is back."

"I see."

"What, isn't it good?"

Open her eyes round and ask. In addition, Eustaf is looking at him.

"It's fine."

Admitting confidently, Ran laughed as well.

"I like it, too."

Eustaf looked down at Ran and said,

"Noonim."

"Huh?"

"Why do you trust me?"

"Huh?"

She blinked at the question, and Ran answered back.

"That's because you're Eustaf."

His mouth crept.

"How is that a reason?"

"No, I'm not being sarcastic– "

Ran thought of Eustaf, which he had set-of course, not all wealth.

"You always work hard. I know you're working hard.... And not giving up."

Ran curled up her knees, put her head gently on it, and smiled at him.

"So, it's amazing. So, I believe in you. So, I like it."

Ran looked up after saying.

"But I don't want you to overdo it. Let me share the work."

Eustaf sighed on her face.

"I don't know why you're saying that when the Lord is Noonim and you're the one who fell down."

Oh, is that so?

When Ran looked up, Eustaf said.

"Let me be the one to help. Because you're doing too much."

"Of course."

Ran nodded. It may not be easy to work alone, but if we work together, you won't have any hardship to take over later, and it will be convenient in many ways.

"Oh, and talent recruitment."

"Did you get a good guy from the Academy?"

"Yes"

Eustaf nodded. I talked to some of the people, and some of them were willing to come.

"After graduation, they'll stop by their hometown and come back. It's going to take some time."

Ran nodded.

"But if he's commissioned, he'll be rooted in this estate. Or ask them to let their family come?"

"That would be his business."

"But..."

Ran sigh and nodded.

"What kind of person is he?"

"He's a commoner."

"Yeah, so what kind of person is he?"

"He's the right person to be an accountant."

Feeling compelled, Ran began to ask specific questions.

"Is it a woman or a man?"

"It's a man."

"Name?"

"Caruso and Daryl."

"Two people?"

"Yes."

"That's fine."

People with higher education, and even ordinary people, would have studied harder.

Even two people are big.

Ran nodded. Besides, they're an accountant, so they're a necessary person right now.

'They say it's going to take some time, so I'm going to sweat as a temporary accountant for a while.'

Elizabeth put up a candidate for an accountant, and Eustaf asked.

"But the mine."

"Yeah?"

"Will other families join you?"

"Is that necessary?"

Ran tilted her head.

Of course, Lance, Wilde, Illuminati, and all three families are loyal to the Duke, but that is one thing.

"As expected."

"Oh, come to think of it."

Ran stretched her legs back and said, leaning on the chair. "I heard Count Illuminati's daughter was sick."

"Is that so?"

"Yes, the therapist doesn't know what kind of disease it is."

"That's a big deal." "Yes."

Thus, the Count was greatly influenced by the word of giving him a cure, and was greatly influenced by the Duke.

"But now we can stop it."

"So, I was wondering if Golden Rose could help me figure out the drugs."

"Not bad."

"Right?"

Ran nodded. asked Eustaf.

"Are you sure you're not going to rest?"

"Well, I want to take a break, but I have a lot of work to do- "

"Then let's take a break until today."

"Shall we?"

"Yes."

Eustaf nodded and stretched his arms.

"Huh? Wait, Eus? Eus!"

Ran, who had hugged him at the moment, was surprised to be lifted up.

Eustaf is skinny but strong. No, it's not even skinny anymore?

Eustaf in her head is always a hurt and skinny boy, Ran was really surprised when he lifted herself up.

"Put me down, I'm heavy. You'll drop me."

"I won't drop you."

Eustaf said so and started walking. Ross, who had surprised rabbit eyes, hurriedly opened the door. Eustaf went into her bedroom and put Ran on the bed and said,

"Then take a rest."

"Uh, uh, yes."

When she nodded her head blankly, Eustaf smiled and left the room as it was.

As soon as the door was closed, Ran flapped on the bed.

'I was really surprised.'

Eustaf, you're strong.

The arms were firm, and there was no tremor.

'Amazing.'

Thinking so, Ran dug into the blanket.

'I'll take a rest until today.'

I thought I wouldn't be able to sleep, but because I moved in the meantime, but I slowly fell asleep and Ran fell asleep.

*******

Baron Lindbergh's eyes shook greatly.

"The principal and interest, Uncle."

Baron Lindbergh's face was distorted by Eustaf's words.

"How?"

How did you get that money?

"Did you sell her jewels?"

"No way"

At Eustaf's answer, Baron Lindbergh realized that he had unknowingly uttered his words.

It was that shocking.

Of course, it's not that I don't like getting my money back. It's a lot of money for him, too.

However, the plan to shake the Duchy of Lazia through that money has gone awry.

"Uncle, give me back the barrowed card letter."

I wanted to punch my nephew in that very moment.

'Young brat!'

He dares to raise his head to himself. Of course, his position as a duke is actually much higher, but he always pushes his thoughts against him.

'He used to look sad.'

Eustaf's expressionless face always made Baron Lindbergh feel uncomfortable. Cool blue eyes were even more so.

He didn't think he felt pressured by a child, and he always pointed out countless times that his face was not like a child.

He said without hesitation,

"Okay, let's count if it's right."

It was a remark that most people would think was insulting.

Ross grabbed the handle of the sword in a fit of rage, but Eustaf nodded calmly.

He's not a patriarch yet.

With a cheeky nod, Baron Lindbergh clenched his teeth and opened his pockets. The hexagonal gold coins shone in the pocket. He even took out a cold, looked back and forth, and bit it with his teeth.

It was really gold, a real verat. "Where's my niece?"

Baron Lindbergh asked, wiping the sweat off his forehead with a handkerchief.

"Noonim is busy with other things."

"She doesn't even have time to come see her uncle? I'll go see for myself."

You want me to end it like this?

That's absurd.

When he lifted up his fat body, Eustaf said.

"If you want to know, you have to make an appointment in advance."

"I'm her uncle! It's a family."

"And she is the Patriarch of the Duke of Lazia. Even if it's a family, there's a top and a bottom."

Lindbergh almost cursed at him for a moment. Not long ago, he was in a good mood.

The Duke of Lazia was dangling in front of his mouth like ripe fruit.

I did!

Lindbergh huffed and pointed at Eustaf and tried to scream, but bit his lips tightly.

"I see."

He folded his trembling fingers. The bulldozing cheeks trembled, but he clenched his teeth and said.

"Yes, but the Lord is the Lord."

Eustaf's eyes sank deeper.

"I'm sorry."

Lindbergh said so and sat back and held out his borrowed card letter.

"Here."

Then he said.

"Tell the Lord I want to see her, I won't budge here until we have an appointment."

Eustaf got up from his seat after checking the card.

"All right."

He answered so and left the room with Ross.

'That's the law.'

It's not normal. If he get angry and insult himself there, I was going to chase him away.

"Are you going to tell the Lord?"

Ross said and Eustaf said, "That's right now. Or he'll wait for her."

Ross glanced at the lord with brown eyes and asked.

"Lord"

Eustaf's eyes glanced at Ross.

"Do you believe in Ran?"

"In what sense?"

"Yes? It's... "

Ross thought hard and said,

"Whether it's an ally or an enemy."

"No enemy would be scarier than her."

That's what Eustaf thought, squinting his eyes. It was simply a moment or a moment that she became a Patriarch. But I could see that everyone trusted her.

'And me too.'

Eustaf knew well that he was shaken, too. If he had graduated six months later and returned, he would have no room to intervene.

"Too fast."

Eustaf muttered without realizing it.

"Lord?"

Eustaf paused for a while and then started walking again.

"Let's go to Lord Blaine."

The words, "Are you not going to Ran?" did come from Ross's faithful mouth.

"If he's the leader, he's be at the training camp right now."

It was just that he said so.