Chapter 89: Abraham Garcia
In the accounts room of Champs Estate, Abraham is carefully sorting through the accounts for the month of January. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
His tabulation of expenses and income, as well as a list of ingredients, utensils, and so on, is a testament to Abraham's extraordinary ability to manage accounts far beyond the usual housekeeper's way of keeping accounts.
At this moment, there was a dull knock on the wooden door.
Abraham looked up from the ledger, and before he could approve it, the wooden door was already creaking and turning.
Charlotte walked in, looked at Abraham buried in the papers, and hung his coat on the hanger without recklessness.
"It's a bit hot in this room, but maybe it's because I've climbed a few floors. He moved as naturally as if he was back home, "By the way, I didn't disturb your work, did I?"
"You can do whatever you want, Your Highness Charlotte. Abraham stood up and bowed slightly, "What made you go to the account room and read these boring accounts with an elderly man instead of going to the banquet to celebrate the victory?"
"Come on, Abraham. You're not old at all. Charlotte pursed her lips, "Besides, didn't you go to the banquet either? ā
"You have overdone it, Your Highness Charlotte. Abraham was scrupulous, "You know, as a butler, I have to figure out the cost of the banquet for my host. It's my duty. ā
"You're right, if you have wine handy, I'll toast to your dutifulness. ā
Charlotte unceremoniously sat down in a comfortable chair, her whole body slouching into the soft cushions. But in fact, he was secretly well prepared.
"You know what? Abraham. I was very touched by the fact that you called me Charlotte instead of some Grand Duke of Icewind. And I've noticed that the furnishings in my bedroom are as spotless as they were when I was a kid. ā
He looked up at Abraham, who was standing beside him, "So, I feel compelled to express my gratitude to you before I leave Erossa. ā
"This is what I should do, Your Highness Charlotte. Abraham put his right hand on his chest and bent slightly.
"Don't be modest, Abraham, but accept my gratitude. Charlotte leaned on her right elbow and said casually, "By the way, everything is good at Champs Estate, and that's the taste of the drink The Wizard of Oz...... Well, that's so special. ā
Charlotte stared at Abraham's expression, and then regretted that he did not waver in the slightest.
"I'm sorry. "But the Wizard of Oz is a drink that is more suitable for the taste of the southerners, where the climate is hot, so it is popular with the southern aristocracy as a cooling reliever." ā
"But my sister loves to drink, and she loves all kinds of sweet snacks. Charlotte's right hand dotted in the air, "Carrying her treasure bag all day long, it's like a cute little hamster!"
Abraham did not respond, and it was a great sin to speak falsely about his master as a servant.
"Tell me, do you think she's cute? Abraham. But Charlotte twisted her fingers lightly and did not give up.
Abraham exhaled softly, stooped down and pulled out a bottle of red wine from the cupboard on his desk, and poured the sweet, dark red wine into three goblets.
"You just said that if there is wine, you would like to toast me?" Abraham handed one of the glasses to Charlotte.
Charlotte blinked, stunned for a moment, and then took the cup.
"Of course! He saluted Abraham, his lips lightly dipped in wine.
Abraham drank it all and refilled the glass with red wine.
"You just asked me how I feel about Her Highness Vivien Leigh. He said as he poured his wine.
"Of course, I mean that Her Royal Highness is so beautiful and noble, though as a servant I should not criticize her. But I have to admire from the bottom of my soul that there is no more perfect woman in the world than her. ā
Charlotte nodded in approval.
"In my mind, she's as perfect as the mistress she once was!" said Abraham toasted Charlotte, taking another sip of the wine.
Charlotte put down the goblet, he tilted his head slightly, his left index finger in the air, "You just mentioned the former hostess? you mean, my mother, Lady Rebecca?"
"Lady Rebecca? Oh, yes, she's just as noble. Abraham filled himself with a glass again, and he frowned and shook his head, "But not perfect!"
Charlotte sneered, and spread his hands.
"And who are you talking about? Abraham, if my memory is correct, I remember that before I came to the Clayderman family, you were a merchant nobleman in the South. With all due respect, which country is that? Principality of Hortson or Principality of Ullapool?"
"Actually......" Abraham leaned against his desk and raised his glass to Charlotte, "it's the kingdom of Alaya!"
"Alaya?!!hah!" Charlotte shrugged, "Am I alone? I don't remember this kingdom on the Valcam continent!"
Abraham smiled, "Of course you won't remember, because Alaya has been extinct for more than four thousand years. 4517 years to be exact. ā
Charlotte jerked to her feet, staring at Abraham in disbelief.
"The hostess I am talking about is not Mrs. Rebecca either. Abraham took a long sip of his wine, "It's Her Majesty Eleni, the Lord of Illusions." By the way, don't you think the wine tastes good? It's a wine that's been stored for more than 4,000 years. ā
"I'm afraid of eating bad food. Charlotte was secretly vigilant and her voice was loud, "You are a member of the Forest of Illusions?!"
"No, why do you think that? I'm a member of the Eye of Time. Abraham made a classical mage, "Let me introduce myself! I, Abraham Garcia, His Majesty's loyal personal assistant and butler, and the first Minister of the Interior of the Magic Empire!"
"People call me ...... Imperial Eagle Dog. It's not a nice title, is it, is it?, but I like it!" Abraham drank the wine from his glass, "because they're right, I'm one of His Majesty's loyal dogs!"
"Did you poison Vivien Leigh?" Charlotte clenched her fists, eager to slam her fist into his serious face.
Abraham nodded calmly, "I'm sorry, Your Highness Charlotte. But that's just the way it is. ā
"Why! She's in your way, she's in your way, you're going to think about brutally murdering a young girl over and over again! She's never even done anything bad!"
Charlotte angrily pointed at Abraham, "And you, now you can admit it all as if nothing happened!"
"Of course I have to admit it openly, Your Highness Charlotte, and I apologize if I have upset you with my attitude. Abraham remained calm and deceitful, "because I don't want to create unnecessary rift between my master and me, and since I have some doubts, I might as well admit everything." ā
"Then again, do you really think that secretly mobilizing troops will solve me? It's not that I'm talking about it, but even if all the forces of Lucerne are gathered together, it won't hurt me a finger. ā
He looked at the closed wooden door, "So, why don't you stop what you are doing, come in and have a glass of wine, and listen to the old man tell a distant story?