The next day was sunny and sunny again. At eight o'clock, there was a fierce knock on the castle door. Tom, who was sweeping the floor, heard the rapid knock on the door and walked over in confusion.
The door opened, and the person standing outside was none other than Mr. Charlick, who was a guest at the castle yesterday.
"Nice to see you, sir! You're here so early."
Charlie showed an unpredictable smile, raised his head, looked at Tom, and said: "Just to meet His Highness the Lord of Daybreak Town as soon as possible, I got up before six o'clock and rode a fast horse here. You see
, just because the carriage was not fast enough, I came on my best horse."
In front of the castle, a group of well-bred black horses are tied up and eating hay. These black horses are worth thousands of gold at a glance.
"Butler, is your lord up now?" Chalik asked.
"Our Highness has already gotten up and is behind you."
When Charlie heard what Tom said, he raised his eyebrows in surprise. He turned his head and saw Werther holding a bundle of hay. Werther was looking at him in surprise.
"You actually came, and you came so early."
"Your Highness, Lord of Daybreak Town, do you really not want me to come to the castle as a guest?"
"Of course not, I'm just confused. You have more than a dozen taverns and hotels, and you are definitely too busy at ordinary times. How come you still have time to come to my place so often."
Charlie shook his head with a smile, his eyes shining with pride: "Of course I came with a purpose."
Werther suddenly opened his eyes, his brown eyes filled with vigilance: "What is your purpose?"
"Haha, Your Highness, don't worry, I will definitely not harm you, of course, for certain purposes."
"Some aspects?"
"In two hours, when another person comes to the castle, His Highness will know."
Werther kept his mouth shut, wondering what the deal was with him. However, he believed that the other party did not come with any ill intentions.
While he was thinking, he suddenly felt the hay in his hand being pulled by something. Turning his head, he found a black horse standing next to him, chewing the bundle of hay with a smile on his face.
"Your horse is very good."
"Your Highness, Lord of Daybreak Town, my horse is very good. If you like it, I can give it to you."
"Uh, no need. I can't take your things for no reason."
"Haha, if His Highness doesn't take it now, he will take it later."
Werther was suddenly startled. What does it mean that he will take it later? Why did this Charlie say that? Could it be related to another guest who came when the two were young?
He suddenly felt vaguely uneasy, especially when he saw Charlie's ingratiating and weird smile, he couldn't help but become nervous.
"Forget it, just give this bale of hay to your horse. I'll cut another bale to feed my horse." Werther put the hay on the ground and noticed some hay scraps on the ground, and couldn't help but frown, "
Huh? Did your horse eat hay just now?"
"Yes, when I first arrived, I found a bundle of grass to feed it."
At this time, Werther noticed that Charik's horse was already full and had only taken a bite of the hay in his arms.
"Well, since I'm full, I won't give you this bale of straw." Werther planned to walk towards the stables of the castle, but unexpectedly the bale of straw was bitten by the black horse.
Well, why did this horse have the same temper as his master? Seeing that he couldn't resist it, Werther had to put the hay on the ground. The black horse fell directly to the ground, put his head on the hay, and rested.
What a unique horse, I like it!
Werther's attitude towards the horse changed from disgust to love, and he suddenly wanted to spend money to buy it.
"Charlie, didn't you just say you wanted to give this horse to me?" Werther asked, "I can't get it for free, but can you sell it to me at a discount?"
After hearing this, Charlie waved his hands quickly: "No, Your Highness, this horse is my favorite, I will not buy it. However, if you like this horse, I will definitely give it to you, provided that you
To be my family."
Werther almost spit out his saliva after hearing this.
"What are you talking about? Why should I become your family? Is there any reason?"
"Hehe, well..." Charlie smiled evilly, and there seemed to be pride in the corners of his eyes.
Wait, this expression is obviously the expression of forcing a marriage! Werther immediately understood that Charlie was planning to marry one of his female family members to himself!
Is my guess correct? No matter what, I will not agree to be a family member with him. First, I already have someone I like. Second, marrying his family will not benefit me and is unnecessary.
"Your Highness, Lord of Daybreak Town, you are wearing so little clothing and the weather is so cold, why don't you enter the castle?"
"Well, I need to cut some more hay for my horses."
"I can be with you."
Werther and Chalik walked side by side, always on guard, scanning each other with their peripheral vision. Chalik seemed to be observing Werther, as if expecting something.
Werther fed the horse and then walked into the castle with Chalek. They sat down on the sofa.
"Butler, I want the same wine as yesterday, and of course the wild vegetable apple pie from yesterday." Charlie raised his right hand and ordered in an arrogant tone.
He was still as rude as yesterday, giving my butler random orders, which seemed really unpleasant. Although Werther thought this, he still pursed his lips desperately to hold back.
Chalik added to Werther: "This wild vegetable is really delicious. Yesterday, I ordered several of my taverns to put wild vegetables in their desserts. Unexpectedly, they were all sold out by the guests very quickly. Although I made a profit,
I haven’t tasted it myself. I still miss that taste very much today, so I really hope I can eat it again, haha~”
Tom stood aside and said with some embarrassment: "Mr. Charlick, there is still wine, but yesterday's wild vegetable apple pie has been eaten up, and the pottery has not been made today. I'm afraid it will take a few hours before you can eat it."
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"Huh?" Charlie frowned, seeming a little displeased, "I didn't even eat breakfast in order to come to your castle early today. Are you going to send me off like this?"
Tom had to say: "Then let me get you some bread. The bread we have here is..."
"Bread?" Charlie looked angrily, stood up from the sofa, pointed at Tom, and his voice became louder: "How do you become a butler? As a guest of the castle, you actually gave me bread that tasted so bad?
s things!"
Werther couldn't bear it any longer and stood up in front of Tom. The tip of his nose was just at the tip of Charik's finger. With reproach and anger in his eyes, he said in the same decibel voice: "Charik, Uncle Tom."
He is the butler in my castle, you cannot treat him with such an attitude, not to mention he has done nothing wrong!"
When Charlie saw that Werther was angry, he smiled again: "You are right, I was rude just now."
Soon, Tom brought over two slices of bread and a glass of red wine.
After Charlie saw this bread he had never seen before, his curiosity was aroused, and he even put his favorite red wine aside. He gently tore off a small piece and put it into his mouth, and found that the bread was loose.
It is soft and sweet, with a strong aroma from the burnt brown part on the edge, and the white part in the middle has a milky aroma, which is very different from the hard and tasteless bread I usually eat.
"Oh, it's the most delicious food I've ever tasted! Just as amazing as yesterday's pie!"
"Now you know the truth, huh..."
Werther was too lazy to talk to Charlie anymore and just drank coffee by himself. After taking two sips of coffee, he exhaled and felt that his body was much warmer. He was in a more comfortable mood now, but Charlie sitting next to him was a little annoying.
"Your Highness, Lord of Daybreak Town, can you let me buy some bread? I can sell it in my tavern!" Chalik requested.
Werther then raised his eyelids, looked at the other person, and said leisurely: "We can sell you the wine, wild vegetables, cheese, and cloth in Dawn Town, but we can't sell bread."
"Why is this?" Charlie raised his eyelids high and looked at Werther in surprise with a pair of blue-black eyes.
"Because I opened the bread workshop just to improve the food supply for the people of Dawn Town, not to make money."
"So that's it. Your Highness, the lord of Daybreak Town, I really admire what you did. Since you said so, I won't force you. It's just bread, so I won't buy it." Charlie said in a flattering tone.
Smiled.
Werther was a little frightened by his smile again. When he said this, the other party was not angry, which meant that the other party really wanted to marry him. Alas, it was really distressing. It was not convenient to break it now. I don’t know how to reject him later.
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Charlie leaned on the sofa and tasted two pieces of bread. He looked very satisfied. He held the wine glass and put the fragrant red wine into his mouth one by one.
He didn't look nervous at all, as if he was the master of this castle. Hey, I am a lord after all. How about a little awe of me? Werther thought to himself, with this kind of look in his eyes.
He tried to hint at Charlie, but unfortunately the other party didn't care at all, or in other words, he didn't see what Werther meant at all.
Well, if the Duke of Dark was sitting opposite him, he would not dare to be so casual. Werther curled his lips slightly. At this time, Werther was sitting upright, with his hands on his legs, holding on to his pants, looking a little unhappy.
Charlie occasionally caught a glimpse of his posture and expression, and finally realized that something was wrong.
Chalik made a slightly surprised expression, his mouth turned into a round shape, he placed the goblet on the table in front of him, sat up slightly and looked straight at Werther: "Your Highness, Lord of Daybreak Town, you don't look very happy.
Did you get bitten by a mosquito?”
"Huh?" Werther almost fell off the sofa. He thought Charlie would become a little more awed, but he didn't expect to ask such a question.
Seeing that Werther was silent, Charlie continued to ask: "Did the mosquito bite you or the ant bit you?"
Werther showed an impatient expression: "Hey, how did you come up with this? It's the middle of winter, the wind is biting, and there are mosquitoes and ants everywhere."
"Then why do you look unhappy?"
"Can't you see?" Werther's expression tightened, and then he sighed helplessly, "Forget it, actually it's okay for you to be like this. As long as you can treat my housekeeper and servants better, I will too.
I won’t have any complaints.”
Chalik rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment and said with a smile: "I usually have this attitude towards my servants. I accidentally brought this habit to your castle. You know, those servants are of low status and are not allowed to do anything."
It’s natural to scold me.”
Unexpectedly, he had such thoughts, and Werther strongly disagreed with his thoughts. In Werther's eyes, servants are also human beings, and everyone should be equal.