In This Life, I Will Be The Lord

Chapter 97

After Louryl went to the bathroom for a while, she wandered around the stables looking for Florentia, she was relieved to find her.

She was very surprised that some strange people were with her.

But the atmosphere between Florentia who seemed to be just chatting with a group of young nobles was extraordinary.

Louryl, who accidentally saw Florentia’s face, was surprised.

It was because she saw Florentia’s smile when Florentia didn’t like something.

"What’s wrong?"

Louryl asked carefully.

"No, these people here ask me who I am."

"Yes... but why..."

She’s so angry.

Louryl gulped.

And Florentia comes up with the answer.

"And ’You don’t even know who I am. It’s obvious you’ve never even heard my name.’ that he said."

"Uh, how could he be so rude..."

Louryl felt sorry for the boy standing with his folded arms and a cheeky expression.

The cutest, smartest, prettiest girl in the world she served hates the kind of people who despise others just because of their dignity or family status.

And even more, if they’re rude to others.

Perhaps due to her cousin’s influence, Louryl was only predicting cautiously.

"I’m a member of the Angenas family. Case Angenas?"

"Oh?..."

Louryl groaned sadly.

This wasn’t a situation Louryl could interrupt if he was from Angenas.

Louryl stepped back halfway, giving up.

"Good morning, Lady Dillard."

A boy staring at Florentia with a frown a little while ago greeted Louryl in a fairly polite way.

Louryl thought she had seen him a few times on the road.

"Is this person a guest of Lady Dillard?"

"Guest..."

Louryl hesitated for a moment because she didn’t know how to answer.

The club membership here is strict. It’s right to enter here as a guest once.

However, all of this land was Lombardy’s, with a stable built for the central aristocrats.

But then Florentia took the lead. action

"My family is close to Dillard."

Louryl looked awkwardly at Florentia, but she just grinned.

It wasn’t a lie that Lombardy was close to Dillard.

"Well, I don’t like the fact that an unidentified person is walking around here."

Furthermore, this condescending attitude as if this stable belonged to him was starting to irritate Louryl’s eyes.

Then he told Tia as if he was heartened.

"I’ll give you a chance to make up for your rude mistake a moment ago. We’re on our way, so I’ll let you join our tea party."

"Have a tea with you?"

"Ah, you don’t have to be so grateful. We are all very generous people..."

"Why?"

Florentia tilted her head and asked as if she didn’t understand.

"You said something about someone with an unknown identity like me. Then why are you suddenly inviting me to a tea party?"

"Well, that’s..."

Louryl, watching the bewildered Case Angenas.

He thought for a moment with a stiff neck and red ears, he was unable to answer Florentia’s questions.

He seemed to be trying to talk to Florentia, bragging about her family’s strength just because of her small appearance.

It seemed like it was a mistake made by him who didn’t know her name.

It was then.

"What? Why is everyone here?"

"What are you doing here?"

Gilliu and Mayron stepped closer.

"Lo, Lombardy twins..."

Case Angenas neck, which had been tense just a moment ago, shrank.

They are objects that are feared and difficult by all because of their personalities, outspoken words and actions, and the unstoppable power of the Lombardy direct lineage.

Also, physical conditions such as height and size are superior, which makes them feel overwhelmed.

"Why are they coming this way..."

Someone in the crowd murmured quietly.

To be honest, Lombardy’s twins were scary.

They don’t pretend as Case Angenas does, they actually own this stable.

"Gilliu, Mayron."

And when the group saw the girl calling the twins friendly, they almost fell back in amazement.

"They wanted me to join the tea party."

Florentia said, pointing her finger at the group.

In an instant, the twin’s impression turned bad.

The group looked at them with frowns and doubts.

"What, Angenas’s coward."

"Did you guys bother Tia for tea?"

Even a gangster I met in a back alley wouldn’t be this scary.

The group, who used to brag as if this was their own, quickly became ’Angenas’s coward’, but there was no one denying it.

"Well, that’s..."

Cass Angenas couldn’t even speak because he was afraid of the twins.

But then Florentia spoke in a calm voice.

"You two, you can’t speak so rudely. You have to be polite."

Polite? Those two?

The twins, called Lombardy’s miscreants, were far from polite.

But a miracle happened.

The snarling twins suddenly smiled like obedient puppies.

"All right, Tia."

The twins, who answered obediently, asked with a slight smile.

"Did you ask our Tia for tea?"

It was obviously a much more polite word.

But why is it even scarier?3

"Well, it’s not us..."

Someone sneaked a look at Case Angenas and said in a trembling voice.

"...Is it you?"

"Ahhhh..."

Case Angenas shuddered as if he were going to sink.

"Why?"

Gilliu asked, pulling his face close.

"Well, I’ve never seen him before...”

"Huh."

Meiron came close as well with a strange nasal voice.

And whispered in a low voice.

"You’re a coward, but you have an eye for things, Angenas."

The eyes below the long eyelashes were cold.

Gilliu said, fiddling with a sword handle around his waist.

"How dare you look over my sister. Is it your wish to have a short life?"9

"Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"

Case Angenas shrank in fear.

"Stop it, you two. I’m tired."

Florentia only said a word in a deep voice as if she had lost interest.

In no time, the twin’s sharpness disappeared, and there were only two smiling face left looking at Florentia.

"You are tired, Tia?"

"Let’s go somewhere warm!"

Florentia and Louryl took the lead first, followed by twins.

The group of young nobles who were left behind didn’t seem to care whether they fainted or not as their legs were loosened.

Florentia mumbled a little on the way to the sunny place the twins had seen.

"It’s also uncomfortable that people don’t recognize me. Should I start my debutant now?"

* * *

’Caramel Avenue’ became quiet after the sales times.

Tolly, the patissier, smiled and greeted Bate, who had just sat with her buttocks in the office set up inside the kitchen.

"Good job today, Bate."

"Ah, uncle too. Great job."

But Bate reached for the dizzyingly coded papers on the desk.

"You’ve been working all day along. Take it easy now, Bate."

Tolly felt sorry for Bate.

At the age when he should enjoy life, it was hard to watch him being immersed in his work, except for sleeping time.

In particular, he hasn’t seen Bate rest since he started preparing for the ’Information Business’.

"I will look at a few more papers. It’s okay. Go ahead, uncle."

"Well, yeah. I left a few pieces of apple pie on the shelf. Eat when you’re hungry."

Tolly looked at Bate with worried eyes till the end and patted him on the shoulder and said.

"Yes, sir."

Bate, who was left alone after work by Tolly wearing glasses he had left off and picked up the papers.

In the dim light, the rimless glasses glowed yellow.

"Hmm. You want me to investigate you in earnest?"

That voice, who scratched his pride, still sounded clear in his ears.

"You didn’t think I would find out."

Acquiring and gathering information was Bate’s specialty.

He also has a keen eye for sorting out obscure information from rumors.

It had been a long time since the little Lombardy’s girl, who started in and out of stores a few months ago, had been on Bate’s sensitive list.

As if to show herself, she ordered cakes ’from here to there’ every time she came.

Bate couldn’t help but care when she visited Clerivan Pellet from the rising Pellet Company.

In addition, she is the only child of the famous Gallahan Lombardy and the favorite granddaughter of Lulak Lombardy.

That far, she was special in many ways, but Bate could instinctively feel that there was something more special about Florentia Lombardy.

"I’ll scratch you to the bottom."

Bate murmured like that and began to bury himself in the mountains of papers.

It seemed like dots and dots were completely irrelevant to him, he kept sorting out pieces of the puzzle to write in them.

Then, a big picture is drawn that no one knew.

The night went by and the moon, which had risen high in the sky, tilted.

In the end, it was only when the eastern sky began to brighten that Bate was able to stop working.

Tuk

The frameless glasses rolled on the table, but Bate didn’t care.

Rubbing his face with his big hands, he signed deeply.

And covered his mouth.

A scream that was about to explode was trapped inside it.

It was clear that the scattered codes were talking one after another.

The Florentia Lombardy was a much bigger picture than Bate had ever imagined.

Bate murmured like a moan.

"Who the hell are you?"