"Lord Count, are you alright. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Hearing Bronk's shout, the guards guarding outside the study hurried in, guarding their lord's side. The guards held their palms to the standard swords hanging from their waists, and their sharp eyes carefully scanned the room, alert for enemies who did not know where to hide.

"I'm fine, just had a nightmare. However, the dream is a little too real......"

The pale-faced Duke Bronk waved his arm, signaling the guards who had reacted a little too aggressively to let down their guard, the anger on his face had been restrained by the Count Bronk long before the door was opened, he had been a lord for so many years, and he still had this point in the city.

"Go," said the Earl of Bronque, to one of the young guards to his right, "go and call Young Master Monroe." ”

"Yes. ”

The guard saluted, but before he could turn around completely, the Count Bronque changed his mind: "Forget it, it's just a trivial matter, there is no need to toss him." Go out, and don't talk too much in trouble. ”

"Yes. Everyone responded in unison, saluted, and slowly exited the room.

It wasn't until after everyone had left that Bronk had the energy to observe the room.

On the delicate wooden desk lay a somewhat crumpled book, which he had pressed when he had just fallen asleep. Other than that, there is nothing wrong with the interior of the house, and it is exactly the same as my memory. The Earl of Bronck had found nothing that could be related to his dream.

"So, this dream is not someone else's calculation?"

Gently smoothing the folds on the page, Bronk thought to himself, and the doubts in his heart gradually faded.

It was now close to noon, and for the Earl of Bronque, who had never been in the habit of napping, he would not generally fall asleep at this time, let alone "sleep soundly on his desk". As an earl who has received an aristocratic education since childhood, he will never let such a thing happen to him.

Then, if you can pull a knight of the silver rank into a dream so casually, I am afraid that the only people who can do it are the ghosts of gods and loved ones. Since this is the case, I am afraid that the things in the dream will ......

Thinking of this, Bronke's heart was cramping again.

He really didn't like this son, but after all, it was his own son, he never thought of banishing or killing him, he just hoped that he could be his second young master in peace, and then after his death, he inherited the shop he secretly bought for him.

Even if Bronck knew that the child he valued most was at the hands of this concubine, he never thought of making a statement, but hoped that his harshness and persecution would make him stop wishing for the title of earl, and then become a wealthy merchant after his brother succeeded to the throne.

For this reason, Bronk did not hesitate to lower his body and establish personal relations with some businessmen, so as to avoid the situation that Bell sent him to the gallows as soon as he closed his eyes.

But I didn't expect it......

Bronktor hoped that the news was fake, even if it was probably his father's soul who told him the news. But he failed, he didn't find any traces of man-made at the scene, everything was so natural, so natural that Monroe naturally had the idea of killing his father.

"Huh-"

Bronk suppressed his voice, and an inexplicable roar came out of his throat, like a battered beast.

"Sir, you're alright. ”

An old inquiry came to Bronck's ears through the door, and it was the voice of Fawkes, the old butler of Earl's Court.

"I'm fine, Fawkes, you don't have to worry, it's just a bit cold. ”

Bronk wiped the corners of his eyes and said in a somewhat flustered tone.

"Rest well, old servant go and get Dr. Jaelsen over. ”

"No, it's just a little cold, there's no need to call a doctor. Those who know the inside story have to laugh at me for being squeamish, and those who don't know the inside story don't know how to think about it!"

"This ......"

"I don't need to, you go back first, let me sit quietly by myself for a while. ”

"Yes, just ......"

"What's the matter, you're talking so much. ”

"Master, Young Master Monroe is here. ”

"......" Hearing Fox's words, the voice in the room paused for a moment before speaking again: "What is he doing here?"

"This old servant doesn't know, but looking at the appearance of Young Master Monroe, it seems that he has come to deliver something. ”

After recalling it carefully, Fawkes said guessingly.

"Sending something, good, sending something, it's good!"

Having said this, there was not the slightest hint of joy in Bronk's tone. Such words fell on Fox's ears, and Rao is the old butler was well-informed, and he couldn't help but shudder a little.

"Sir, what do you mean ......?"

"Let him in. By the way, call Cles and ask him to bring a cat. ”

"Yes. ”

Soon, Monroe, who was carrying a tea tray, followed the chief of the guard, Kloes, into the study of the Earl of Bronck.

As soon as he entered the room, he put the tea tray on the small table beside him, and then stood in the corner with his head down, trying to lower his presence, as he had done for more than ten years.

"What is this?"

Bronk asked, pointing to the tea set on the tea tray.

"Madame has made you honey tea. I was about to come to you, so Madame asked me to bring it. ”

Monroe replied cautiously.

"What are you looking for me?"

Blanc asked coldly, having spoken to Monro in that tone all these years.

"I have a coming-of-age ceremony in two years, and I want to discuss with my father to see if I can rent a small shop in Silver Gray City and start a small business. ”

"Have you eaten and drunk at home?"

"What's the matter, it's just that I think I'm about to become an adult, and it's not good to always eat at home and wait for death, so I have to set an example for my younger brother. ”

"Be a role model? hahaha, what a role model!"

Bronk lowered his head and smiled, no one saw it, and the warmth in his eyes had been completely replaced by coldness.

"I agreed. ”

"Thank you, thank you, thank you!"

"Don't thank me, since you want to be self-reliant so much, then you can prepare the affairs of the store yourself. ”

"The start-up capital ......."

"Make a plan of your idea, and I'll decide whether to give you or how much start-up capital to give you after reading it. ”

"Yes, I'll go back and prepare. ”

"Go ahead. ”

Seeing that Monro was gone, the Count of Bronque took the somewhat emaciated wild cat from Kleus's hand.

He held the cat in one hand, grabbed the teapot with the other, poured a cup of honey tea, and then poured the honey tea in his hand into the wild cat's mouth.

"Ahh

The wildcat, who had been forced to swallow the tea, screamed, broke free from the Earl Bronck's arms, and ran to the ground.

"Your Excellency, ...... you"

Kles asked his doubts with a puzzled expression.

"See for yourself. ”

Bronk didn't have the heart to satisfy the curiosity of his chief guard, and he stared motionlessly at the shivering wildcat lying on the ground, as if looking at his own future.

PS: There were a lot of things yesterday, experiments, curriculum design, and honest signatures......

After going out in the morning, I didn't go back to the dormitory until almost 10 o'clock.

I wanted to send a single chapter to explain to you.,But I couldn't log in to the backstage of the starting point several times.,So I fell asleep first.。

I was wrong about this, I apologize to everyone, and I will make up for yesterday's chapter on Sunday.

Finally, I would like to thank the book friend "hiryuu" for his reward, and thank you for your support.