Without a single word, I pretended to be naive again to the man who was gritting his teeth.
“My concern, do you want to confess the madam tourism with whiplin?”
“My uncle, do you want to go watch the city landmarks with LeBlin?” Viscount Meshack hurriedly corrected, and I waved my hand behind him.
*My uncle, stay strong.*
*Go and wade into the great battle with Theramore instead of me!*
***
The meeting was in full swing at the Tower of Wisdom, the base of the Senate.
“Create a body consulting!”
“The Duke must have lost his mind!” an old man shouted angrily.
“For generations, it was the Counselor who turned the Council of Elders!”
“If a body advisory is created, we will be doomed by failure!”
“I won't be affected by the Duke, but our taxes are not as they were before.
Even our freedom in Login Castle is being robbed.
“Will you leave the command as he wishes, sir?”
The elders looked at the president sitting at the top.
The president picked up a glass of wine and said slowly, “You are very stubborn.”
“We are servants; we have nothing to do but obey our masters.”
“What are you talking about...!” the eldest interrupted.
“Theramore.”
The chief turned his head to Theramore, who was standing against the wall, unable to sit in a chair.
“Yes.”
“You guys... your future is doubled. I must tell you who eats my heart.”
“Of course.”
The president smiled and lowered his voice.
“We must be in sync with some of us.”
“Don't worry. I have already aligned with many.”
After the meeting, the followers of the Senate followed Theramore as he left the Tower of Wisdom.
“I think it is finally time to wear the robe of the Sheikh,” Theramore smiled modestly, but inside, his desire was writhing like an insect.
*This is the appropriate time.*
How much had he looked forward to this moment, having been loyal to the Senate for the past thirty years?
The family had repeatedly deprived the young of the opportunity to grow old, but this time it was different.
He was confident that he could guide Henry and Isaac in the direction the Senate wanted.
No matter how stupid a child is, they can learn any difficult sentence if taught with a stick.
It was not difficult to instill the ideas of the Senate in a young child if he succumbed to violence.
In addition, Henry was deeply shocked.
The last time he tested him, the boy didn't tell anyone what happened.
*Washing Henry's brain with my fist... how simple is that?*
The subordinate rubbed his palm flatteringly.
“So when you wear the robe of the Sheikh, please remember me.”
“Sure, how could I forget you?”
It was at that moment that Meshack, who was walking down the hall, laughed when he overheard their conversation.
“Master Meshack.”
“Your story is funny.”
“Yes?”
“Why are you saying nothing? You're even getting into it.”
“Based on my observation, it's time for Theramore's turn.”
“Do you forget who gave you your life? My father gave you that seat because I begged him!”
When Theramore's eyes hardened, his followers stumbled toward him.
“What is he saying...!”
“This shameless man!”
“I can't help him; he will always stay in the past.”
Theramore's face burned with shame.
“You, who waited for me and could hardly cover your expenses, are now a teacher of masters.”
“Just wait and see,” Meshack whispered in his ear.
“Don't cross the line. How much do you think I know about your weaknesses?”
Then, he tapped Theramore on the shoulders as he walked in front of him.
Theramore stiffened as if rooted to the ground.
“I will tear that fool's mouth!” he muttered evilly, swallowing a dry cough.
“No... don't get too upset.”
“He despises me. I have the command starting today!”
“Okay, this...”
“You will see. One day, I will make him beg.”
Theramore clenched his teeth, glaring at Meshack's back.
***
The relationship between Theramore and Meshack worsened.
Meshack kept Theramore under control, just as I had planned.
I repeatedly interrupted Henry and Isaac's classes to prevent them from being mistreated.
“You cannot leave their future to a teacher! Change to someone qualified!”
“Please reconsider your choice!”
“They deserve a new teacher...”
Those speaking were aristocrats who had been swept away by Meshack's opinion.
I smiled as I watched the demonstration.
*Good, good.*
As expected of a man nominated for primary office at a young age; there is no one who plays dirty tricks like him.
*Their attention is concentrated, so Theramore won't be able to touch Henry easily.*
The fight continued back and forth, replacing Henry and Isaac's teachers.
“Our baby girl got engaged today, you should smile happily!”
On that note, one of the maids who took care of me, Uni, said with a triumphant look.
“I bought a new game today!”
“Oh, no! The little girl saw me bring a new game!”
“You will prefer the one I bought!”
The maids growled at each other and looked at me.
“Here is my game, Alice. Do you want it?”
“The puzzle is more fun, Alice. Do you want this?”
I was suddenly under a lot of stress.
*Both of you...*
I tried to stop them, but the battle wasn't over yet.
“Okay, show them yourselves and get an evaluation from the little miss!”
“Let's try. I'm confident. If I lose, I'll take my eyes off her for a bit.”
“Then I will withdraw my eyes and stand up by sorcery!”
“Ohoho!”
The smiling maids rose to their feet and opened the door.
“Come on, let's go, Miss Small.”
I followed them with a smile on my face.
*I'll have to do that again today.*
I went down the stairs with the maids to the first floor where the toys were.
Then, I saw Isaac coming from the other side.
“Hello!”
“Hello, oh baby girl.”
He had books in his hand, as if he had just finished class.
“Where are you going?”
“Where? I'm going to land training. I have to do my training.”
“Henry?”
“Why? My brother passed the test, so he is repeating the testing.”
Isaac, who said this, added that he was in high spirits.
“I'm going to eat that in a perfect way.”
Isaac was also an outstanding talent; his physical ability was superior, and his brain was not inferior to Henry's.
However, I was surprised that Henry failed the test that Isaac passed.
My eyes lit up, and I stiffened at the sudden thought that crossed my mind.
*No, you didn't tell me...*
I hurried down the stairs.
I heard the confused maids calling from behind, “Miss Small! Miss Small!”
But I didn't listen.
I hurried toward the study hall.
*Bang!*
As I burst through the door, Theramore looked at me in amazement.
I looked at Henry behind him.
When I met Henry's eyes, he turned his head to cover his red cheeks.
Under his shirt collar, there were ugly wounds.
Given that the bruises had turned yellow, it was clear that the attack had happened a long time ago.
*I've reduced him to this.*
I believed that Theramore mistreated Henry to become an elder in Dobald.
He was trying to brainwash Henry by assaulting him, raising him as a successor that suited the taste of the Senate.
But if the goal was simply to become an elder, he wouldn't touch Henry.
*No, he thinks of Henry as a game.*
He must be thrilled to release his inferiority complex toward the children of a noble lord.
Theramore coughed and said, “You can only enter during the chapter.”
“That's it, Leith Thafa, to sting you,” he patted Henry.
*This is not Safa; I hit Henry.*
How can hitting a child be a classroom?
Theramore was briefly surprised that he was caught in the act, but he quickly smiled.
“You are making it up. How would I dare hit him? His body was hurt because of sword training yesterday.”
“Why? I never lift my hand, but even if it happened, it is not assault.”
He continued with his head held high.
“I raised him with love.”
As soon as he said that, I quickly picked up the love pen that was on his desk.
And...
“Ag!”
With the sharp tip of the pen, blood sprayed from the back of his hand.
Henry widened his eyes at what happened in the blink of an eye.
Theramore collapsed to the ground, holding his hand as it dripped with blood.
“What is this! Really hell!” the old man shouted, his eyes full of rage.
I approached him and whispered in his ear.
“What is this? I was touched by flame, hey, the promise.”
“What is this? I was touched with love, you bastard.”