Volume 1 Turmoil Chapter 31 Conflict
The butler began to teach Kelvisia how to make Oriental dishes. Although a native of Middle-earth, Clevisia learned quickly and quickly became the second chef in our family. Many times when the housekeeper is busy, she cooks. At the same time, she also served as my family tutor.
In order not to delay her studies, she applied to the school to become a work-study student, and she only needs to attend half a day of classes every day. However, a semester will last a few weeks longer than the average student.
I've gotten used to having one more person in my family.
Mr. Reinhardt is still on the go.
I gave all the prize money for the victory in the war to the butler, who used the money to redecorate the entire mansion and replace all the dilapidated and unusable furniture. It even took a few days to trim the courtyard.
The mansion is becoming more and more like a warm home.
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"One more person in Kimchi's house? Or a woman? Kirsten asked.
"Yes, Your Highness. It's his family, the Eldridges. It is said that he will become his future assistant. That is, the future lover. The man in black lowered his head and reported back to the information she had discovered.
"Does she look like this?" Kirsten pulled out a sketch. The man in black took it and looked at it carefully, then nodded solemnly.
"It turned out to be her... You ask someone to write an invitation letter and wait for the opportunity to deliver it to her. Kirsten thought for a moment and said.
"Yes, Your Highness!"
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Taking advantage of Kimchi's call to training and Ashur had urgent business to do, Kirsten's men invited Kelvisia to her office on the ground.
Dr. Heigl seems to have decided to pass on the position of director of the Institute to Kirsten, who had just turned fourteen at the time, and many of the permissions and office space were given to Kirsten. Her office looks a little resplendent and splendid, the Institute of Secret Studies was rich in its heyday, and the office of the director is the face of the Institute of Secret Studies, so it naturally took a lot of effort to decorate it.
However, she herself didn't seem to care much, the table made of sand wood was only filled with necessities and documents she needed to deal with, and there were no other items, and she didn't usually come here very often, except for reviewing some of her official duties.
Clevisia wanted to turn down the invitation. But she knew that sooner or later she would have an intersection with Kirsten, so she went to the appointment.
In the office, Kirsten personally served a cup of tea to Kelvisia, and then sat down in silence, crossed his hands, and carefully examined the girl opposite. And Clevisia tasted the tea leaves from the East with great care. This is a kind of tea that is called "cold cake" and is made with water from a spring on a sacred mountain.
Hanshu tea is a royal tribute from the East, transported from the south of the Yangtze River in the East, and can be described as an item equivalent to gold, which is naturally left over from the Taniti Institute in its heyday. The teapot used to make tea and the teacup used to hold tea are also not ordinary, they are made by the master himself. Tea making is also a tea master who has specially gone to the East to learn.
It was as if she was really attending a tea party, but she didn't care about the other party's observations.
Suddenly, without warning, Kirsten pulled out a loaded firearm from under the table, and pointed it at Kelvisia. Kersia was indifferent to Kirsten's approach, even if the other party opened the insurance.
"Who are you?" Kirsten said, "Forget it, whoever you are, now you have only two choices, leave Kimchi yourself or let me help you leave Kimchi." β
"What are you talking about, dear Miss Kirsten? So concerned about Kimchi's family affairs, and the extra people around you, is that not your crush on Kimchi? Clevisia said.
She observed Kirsten's expressions and micro-movements, hoping to provide a strong basis for her conjecture.
"Answer my question, Miss Clevisia, please don't answer a question with a question."
"Okay, okay. I was his assistant assigned to him by my family. Is this answer satisfactory? Can you put down your gun? β
"Don't fool me with this. I know you lived with Kimchi as a child, and then you left his mother's house without knowing how. So, tell me the truth before my patience is worn off"
"How do you know?" Clevisia's face sank. This should not be something that this person should know.
"I naturally have my information channels. Now, answer me, and then, make a choice! Kirsten was already a little angry. Clevisia wondered what could make the young man who was already on the verge of becoming the head of the Esoteric Institute so unable to control his emotions.
"Okay, okay, please don't get excited. Listen to me, even if I leave Kimchi, the next person will be sent to him. As long as he is still the head of the Unified Knights for a moment, then the Eldridge family will not give up on doing this. β
After hearing this, Kirsten gradually calmed down. What Clevisia said may indeed be true. She took a deep breath and suppressed the anger that had spilled up within.
"Leave him. I'll take care of the rest myself. β
No way. Although he wanted to veto Kirsten immediately, he still had a cold gun on his forehead.
"Having said so much, I ask you, do you dare to shoot here?" Krvisia smiled reluctantly and began to change the subject, "If you don't dare, please don't waste your physical strength and my time in vain. Let's talk about something else, or end the conversation right there. β
"Why just won't you leave him? Aren't you afraid of death? Are you so sure I don't dare shoot? β
"Because you're the Steward."
Indeed, she couldn't shoot a member of the Eldridge family in the office of the director of the Institute. Even if it's all around her people.
If she shoots and kills Kylvisia, even if she is just a side of the Eldridge family, it could cause a great storm. Kirsten was not sure that he would survive.
It seems that this means cannot threaten her. What else is there to do? Even death can be faced without fear, to bet that I don't dare to kill her, what else can I do? Did he acquiesce to her staying with Kimchi?
However, the thought of this person beside Kimchi made her feel very painful.
Blame the damn flood vent device!
"What exactly do you want? As long as you leave Kimchi, I can meet all your requirements. Kirsten said as he put down his gun with trembling hands.
"Since you know my past, you should know what my desires are. I just want to protect Kimchi for the rest of my life to repay his kindness. Clevisia said in an unmistakable tone.
"Shall I ask you? As long as you leave him, I can arrange a position for you to secretly protect Kimchi. Kirsten said.
"You want me to leave him so much, are you in love with Kimchi and then don't want any women to get close to him..."
"Enough!" Kirsten yelled, interrupting Clevisia. It was as if she had been touched by the scales.
"I don't like him, I just want you to get away from him."
"Why should I promise you if you don't tell me why."
Clevisia seemed to have grasped something.
"Good, good! I'll tell you, I'll tell you all! He's my friend, and I don't want him to be used as a puppet by the Eldridge family or that Aishuur because of you!"
"We didn't want to treat him like a puppet. We're just helping him. You say that part of the Eldridge family is probably true. β
"Heh, do you really know Kimchi? Do you really know what he wants? No, you don't know! You and Aishuur don't know! You think of yourselves as his elders, his bodyguards, but you just don't see yourselves as his friends! β
"You know what?" Clevisia was a little upset and annoyed. I am Young Master Kimchi's most loyal attendant, how can I not know what Young Master wants?!
"Hahaha! One look at it and you know you don't know anything. You're just trying to satisfy your desire for allegiance! Kirsten stared at Krvisia. The latter, outraged by this remark, got up from his seat, and Kirsten stood up without flinching.
"Please don't talk nonsense, don't let your emotions blind you, Miss Kirsten!"
"I'm very sober, but you've been robbed of your mind by emotion."
Taking a deep breath, Clevisia sat back in her seat and regained her composure.
Both sides returned to deathly silence.
"Miss Kirsten, I don't know where you got the confidence, saying that you know Kimchi better than I do. But I'm not going to believe it. β
"You... You! Kirsten still couldn't fully calm the turmoil in her heart, and she looked at the gun on the table.
"By the way, as long as you admit that you love Kimchi, you will be with him for the rest of your life. I might think about it. β
"What nonsense are you talking about!" Kirsten angrily picked up the gun on the table and put it against Kervisia's forehead again.
"Seems to be true?"
"Shut up! You know what! Don't twist our friendship into something disgusting and twisted! β
Disgusting and twisted? The spirit lord is above, what kind of person is this?
Kelvisia looked at Kirsten in silence, without any expression. Kirsten still has what he still has to lose, and now is not the time to back down.
Krvisia was convinced that Kirsten would not shoot.
"I'm not leaving. What can you do about it? You can't do anything. Put away your guns, any accident is not what either of us wants. Clevisia said.
βγγγ I'll kill you, you wait for me. Kirsten clenched his fists and threw the gun to the side. The loud noise attracted the attention of the guards at the door.
"Get out! There's nothing to do with you here! Get out of here! β
The guards hurriedly closed the door again.
βγγγ Well, I'm looking forward to it. With that, Kervisia put down the teacup she had been holding tightly, and got up and left without Kersten's permission.
Kirsten stood up, put away his gun from under the wall, and resisted the urge to shoot and let Krvisia leave.
"I don't want to do that either, but who makes me have no choice?" Kirsten leaned against the wall and sat down slowly. After all, she was only a fifteen-year-old girl, and most of everything she had just done was due to uncontrollable emotions, and part of it was due to her own disguise.
At birth, he was transformed into a "flood vent" device, and now, when he should be enjoying his youth, he is about to take over the secret research institute, and there are still many secrets hidden in his heart.
All of this made her cherish that extra memory like a madman. It became relatively Kimchi's cherishment. And the only peer she knew was Kimchi. And this is the only one who can be called a friend.
What is love? Disgusting and twisted things! Father's love? Is it just using yourself as a tool? The love of teachers and students? Is it to think of yourself as a clay figurine that can be shaped casually, and only need to be cultivated according to your own wishes?
What a twisted thing love is, how can her best friend have such a thing?
"I'm not going to let you be a marionette, and I'm not going to let you fall in love with that Kelvisia, Kimchi. Please forgive me for all the evil deeds I am about to do. It's all for you, for my best friend. Kirsten muttered to himself.
"My tragedy shouldn't have happened to you. You're miserable enough. β
"Your Highness?" Kirsten's valet walked into the office with a hot towel.
"Marreta here."
"Yes, Your Highness." Marreta walked over and sat down against the wall as well.
Kirsten wiped his face with a hot towel, a little tired, and leaned on Marretta's shoulder with his eyes closed.
"Pure and eternal, only friendship and loyalty!"
With that, Kirsten fell asleep.
"I will always be loyal to you, Your Highness." Marreta gently touched Kirsten.
"I'll change your mind about love, and I will. You will get the happiness you deserve. β
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After leaving the office and isolating herself from Kirsten through the door, KΓΆrvisia finally took out a silk scarf and wiped the cold sweat from her forehead. She could feel Kirsten's murderous intent towards her, and it couldn't be fake.
Damn, who knows what's going on?
It seems that after returning home, we will have to discuss with Aishuur how to deal with Kirsten. Of course, you have to tell the young master to stay away from this crazy woman as much as possible, who knows what such a woman will do.