As the sun began to set, the butler sent Neo away, and Charles returned to the house with Mordred and Alto. The kind-looking old man was waiting for them in the dining room.

Although the old man, who called himself Lorenzo, did not reveal his identity, Charles had already learned from other sources that this man was the grand butler of the lord of Mason City.

Mason City was not a direct city of the king, but the domain of an earl. The struggle for ownership of the southern city of the kingdom can be seen throughout the history of the kingdom.

Today is D+10, Charles and Mordred have been pretending to be themselves for several days, and Lorenzo is very satisfied with everything except for the difficulty of learning etiquette on the first day.

"Sit down and eat. Lorenzo said, pointing to the roast pork leg on the table.

"You did a good job today. Lorenzo began his routine for the day, "No one sees through you, and the price of crystals has been raised as I requested. ”

With that, the butler of the mansion walked up behind Charles and the three of them, and placed two gold coins in front of each of them.

"It's a reward for your good work. Lorenzo finished and left, leaving only Charles and the butler in the dining room.

Although Charles is now a young and wealthy count in front of others, he is just a very good tool in Lorenzo's eyes. It was impossible for him to eat with Charles.

Aunt Aalto stuffed the gold coins in front of her into a place where she could hide them, and began to cut open the roast pork leg with a knife, and then distributed it to Charles and Mordred.

"Eat more. Aunt Aalto placed large pieces of roast on the plate in front of Charles and Mordred, and Charles shook his head helplessly.

Every day at mealtime, Aunt Aalto, who was in charge of distributing the meals, would always give Charles and the two of them a large amount of meat, so that they could eat every time. In her words, it's rare to have such delicious meat to eat, so take this opportunity to eat more.

In the past few days, Mordred's little face has not been as thin as before, and her original rib-like body has begun to grow some meat.

Because there was a housekeeper watching over them, the three of them didn't say anything at the dinner table, but just gobbled up their own food.

The appearance of the three of them naturally did not match the elegance advocated by the nobles, and in the disdainful eyes of the butler, the three who had eaten sat on the chairs for a while, and then left the restaurant together.

Acting in full, Lorenzo arranges the lives of the three of them according to the standards of a true count. The three of them shared a bedroom, with Charles sleeping in the master bedroom, Mordred in the servants' room, and Aunt Aalto sleeping in the adjoining guard's room.

After scrubbing back, Charles coaxed Mordred to bed.

"Would you like to hear a new story today or continue last night's story?" Charles asked, helping Mordred put on the covers.

"Continuing last night's story. Mordred replied.

So Charles picked up the copy of The Legend of the Knight King on the bedside table—from the study of the house—flipped through the bookmarked page, and began to read it at last night's pace.

"The Knight King waits in front of the monster's den, in the dark forest of night, her ears are listening......"

Mordred, who had fallen asleep at some point, snore softly, and Charles, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, put the bookmark back on the bedside table, and gently tucked Mordred's hand back into the quilt, and then helped her re-tuck the quilt corners.

After walking out of Mordred's room, Charles heard a whisper of singing coming from Aunt Aalto's room next door. Although he didn't know where it was, he could hear that the hearts of the singers were full of joy and hope for the future life.

The door to the room was ajar, and Charles saw Aunt Aalto sitting on the bed counting the gold coins.

Because of their outstanding performance in the past few days, Lorenzo rewarded them with a lot of gold coins.

Although the fake silly hair on her head had no detection function, Aunt Aalto still sensed Charles, who was watching her count the money outside the door.

Aunt Aalto beckoned to Charles and motioned for him to come into the room.

Aunt Alto in pajamas is still very good if you don't look at her face, and she has a very good figure from an adventurer. Although her back muscles are not as good as the original, her pectoral muscles can throw off the original two streets.

Aunt Aalto asked Charles to sit on the edge of the bed, and then asked, "How is your aunt's character, can you be trusted?"

Although Charles had only been with Kassandra for a few hours, he replied, "Very well, the manager of the hotel across the street from the Adventurers' Guild trusted her, and she said that she would guarantee that we would work there, and the manager immediately agreed." ”

Lorenzo and the people behind him have one person who can't get around the matter of finding someone to disguise Charles, and that is Kassandra who appears as someone's aunt. After Lorenzo promised Kassandra a good deal to keep her silent, Kassandra also made a request of her to see someone every other day.

Aunt Aalto nodded when she heard this, "Then it should be no problem for me to ask her to help me send the money away." ”

"To whom?" asked Charles, curiously, he only knew that the aunt who had been found from far away was a former adventurer, and the rest of the situation was unknown.

"My son. Aunt Aalto's face radiated with maternal love at this time, "He is studying in the Knowledge City, but life there is quite expensive, so I want to send him the money." ”

Charles agreed with Aunt Aalto in his heart, he had long heard that it was a place with a high level of consumption, and that studying was also a resource-intensive thing.

Aunt Aalto was talking about her son as she put the gold coins on the bed back into a bag. The bag was silk with a white horse embroidered on it.

Finding Charles looking at his money bag, Aunt Alto said, "This bag was left by the child's father, who saved a big businessman and then gave it to him." ”

"Alas......" Aunt Alto sighed, "It's a pity that when the child was young, his father participated in a mission with others to defeat the cultists of the evil god in order to make money, and he never came back. ”

"Later, I stopped being an adventurer, took the money I saved, took the child back to my hometown, and then usually farmed, sometimes hunting, and just pulled the child up. ”

"If it weren't for the last time the kid wrote back and said that he had a good suit of armor, and I didn't have that much money on hand, I wouldn't have taken on this task. ”

Perhaps because of the pressure accumulated in the last few days, Aunt Aalto was there to nug her parents about her shortcomings and use it to change her mood.

Charles acted as a loyal listener on the sidelines, answering the other party's words from time to time.

After a long time, Charles took his leave and left Aunt Aalto's room.

After tucking the money bag under her pillow, Aunt Aalto knelt down in front of the bed and folded her hands and began the nightly prayer that was necessary every night before going to bed.