"Yes, but my grandson is not good yet. He needs more practice." The old man looked in the direction of the kitchen. "I don't know how he is doing. This is his first time cooking alone."
"Well, I'm looking forward to it."
Werther drank the milk slowly, and after a while, he smelled a strange smell.
"It seems like something is burnt." He moved his nose and looked around, "And the smell is getting stronger and stronger."
He had a bad premonition in his heart, so he stood up quickly, walked around, and found that the smell was coming from the direction of the kitchen.
"What happened?" the old man asked.
"No, I have to go to the kitchen to take a look!" He picked up a kettle filled with water and ran towards the kitchen.
When he got to the kitchen, he was about to throw the water over and saw the scene in front of him, his mouth wide open in shock.
The young painter sat on the ground in despair, with his hands on the ground, staring dumbly at the plate of burnt barbecue and bread in front of him. There was smoke in the kitchen, and his face was covered with soot.
"What happened?" Werther asked concerned.
"I failed." He curled his lips and sipped tears from the corners of his eyes. "I originally wanted to show off in front of His Highness, but I didn't expect that the barbecue and bread were all burnt. Your Highness now has no lunch to eat."
"So that's it." Werther said with a smile, "It doesn't matter. I'll just eat some of your leftover lunch."
The young painter held his clothes in his hands and said excitedly: "No matter you are a prince or a commoner, you are a guest of my house. How can you eat the leftover food we have?"
"Then I'll have some dessert, so that I can be full." Werther showed a nonchalant look, "You don't need to be sad about this at all."
At this time, the old man also walked in, looked at the mess in surprise, opened his mouth, and then sighed and said: "My child, if I had known this, I would have helped you. I didn't expect that you can't cook by yourself."
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"I'm really useless."
"You go and have a rest. I'll help the eldest prince cook the soup and then take out the desserts." The old man was about to walk to the iron pot.
"Wait, no need, Mr. Cavendish." Werther said, "I'll just drink milk or black tea."
"Well, originally I was thinking of having afternoon tea with you." The old gentleman smiled, then looked at his grandson and said, "Get up quickly and clean up this place later."
"I'd better clean it up now, Grandpa." The young painter stood up, patted the dust on his body, held back tears, and poured the burnt meat and bread into the trash can. "I'm going to wash the dishes now, and then put them in the trash can."
Clean the kitchen."
"It's because I'm a guest that you messed up the kitchen. Let me help you." Werther walked to him, gently took the plate, and looked at him with a smile.
"Your Highness~" His eyes seemed to be filled with stars and his cheeks were slightly red, "You are so gentle."
At this time, there was a louder sound in Werther's stomach.
"Uh, haha~" he said with a sheepish smile, "I'm really hungry."
"Then your Highness, go and eat quickly. I'll just clean it up myself. It's not difficult anyway." He pushed Werther out of the kitchen.
The old man said to him: "Your Highness, do you want to go to a restaurant or tavern outside for dinner?"
Werther shook his head and said: "No need, it will take some time to get there."
At about two o'clock, Werther lived on two pieces of cake, three biscuits and a glass of milk.
Full stomach.
"The desserts in this store are delicious!" Werther touched his slightly bulging belly, "No wonder you insist on going to this store to buy them."
"Of course." The old man smiled.
At this time, the young painter packed up the study, came over, yawned, and said, "I feel so sleepy now, Grandpa, I want to take a nap before practicing painting."
"Of course, you can go back to your room and sleep first."
"Then, Your Highness, will you leave here soon?" The young painter looked at Werther and asked worriedly.
Witte thought for a while and said: "I have nothing to do now. I have to return to the castle in Daybreak Town."
"You have to leave now!" He looked disappointed and looked at the old man again, "Grandpa, can I take the time to find him?"
"No." The old man said with his eyes closed, "However, if I go to school to teach in the future, you can go to school occasionally. If there is a chance, you may meet His Highness by chance. To be honest, I am still worried that your heart will fall.
Go in and know that it is impossible for you."
"I know, please don't talk about this again." The young painter said very shyly.
Werther smiled awkwardly and said, "Then I'll take my leave first, you two don't need to send me off."
"Your Highness, take care." The grandfather and grandson said, putting their hands on their shoulders and leaning forward slightly.
With a lot of curiosity, he left the Cavernol's house, and after going out, he led the horse in the direction of Chalik's house.
At this time, the voice of the parchment came: "Congratulations, I found another teacher."
After hearing what the parchment said, he felt very relieved.
On the way, he couldn't help but think, what kind of family is the Cavernola family, and what kind of secrets do they have? The old man just now clearly hated the royal family and the nobility. Perhaps, it was not a test for him or me before.
It was his words from the bottom of his heart, and his subsequent change of attitude was entirely because he wanted to have this opportunity to teach.
"Forget it, don't think so much." Witte frowned and said to himself with a smile, "Anyway, there are a few teachers now, and there will be a lot of workers coming in the past few days, I think
It looks like a good school. Once Lina has designed the drawings, the construction of the school can begin."
When passing by Charlie's house, he saw Wile and his lover sitting on the ground not far outside the yard chatting. Wile also leaned his head on the maid's shoulder. Both of their faces were filled with happiness and sweetness.
Expressions make people feel the beauty of love.
Looking at their looks, Werther couldn't bear to take Wile away now.
"Hey! Wile!" He waved his hand, curled his other hand and put it to his mouth, shouting, "I'm going back first, you can go back anytime you want!"
After seeing him, Wile looked surprised, stood up from the ground, waved his hands and shouted loudly: "I understand, Your Highness, be careful on the road!"
Just when Werther was about to turn around and leave, Wile suddenly ran over and said breathlessly: "Your Highness, I still remember what you told me this morning. It was the magic that sent me."
"Well, I remembered. Do you want me to use magic to send you back to the castle?"
"Yes, Your Highness."
"Then I will use magic to pick you up at night."
"That's great, Your Highness!" Wile shouted excitedly.
"Hey, hey, hey, keep your voice down, don't let others find out." Witte reminded.
"Well, I understand." Wile covered his mouth, then smiled, turned around and ran towards the maid.
The maid asked him curiously: "What did you and your master talk about? You look very happy?"
Wile smiled: "It's related to the master's personal affairs, I can't say anything~"
By this time Werther had already left here on horseback, and returned to the castle a few hours later. It was almost dinner time.
"I'm so tired, Uncle Tom!" He took off his cloak and put it in Tom's hand, "But today I gained a lot. I sold almost all the jewelry, got 410 gold coins, and found the teacher."
Tom smiled happily and said, "Your Highness, this is really good news."
At this time, Henry also ran down from upstairs and said in surprise: "Your Highness, I just heard it. Let me send this money to my house and my aunt's house."
"But the money is too much. I'd better send it there myself tomorrow. You can go with me."
"Okay, then, Your Highness, when will the workers building the castle come?"
"I just posted the notice today. Someone should come tomorrow morning. After I deliver the money tomorrow, I will go to Yeshi Town and other towns to see what the schools are like."
"Yes, Your Highness."
Soon, Potter prepared dinner. After dinner, Werther rested in the bedroom for a while, then used magic to go to Charlie's house, intending to bring Wile back.
He looked around and found Wile and his lover in the tree looking at the night sky.
Werther threw a pine nut behind him. He looked back, stuck out his tongue at him sheepishly, and then said to his lover: "It's too late, I should go back."
"Oh, I actually forgot that you have to go back to the castle in Daybreak Town!" His lover put his hands on his cheeks and said in surprise, "It should be past seven o'clock now, you should go back quickly."
They came down from the tree and said goodbye reluctantly.
"Goodbye, dear, have a sweet dream tonight."
"You will be in my dreams."
Wile left here with a few steps and turned back, holding the horse, and walked to Werther's side.
"Your Highness, my lover didn't see you, and there should be no one around now. Please take me back quickly."
Witte nodded, took his arm, began to accumulate strength, and used teleportation magic to bring them to the vicinity of the castle.
Wile stood on the ground, stunned and speechless for a long time. Werther waved his hand in front of him, and then he came back to his senses and looked at Werther with gleaming eyes.
"Your Highness, magic is really amazing, and you are very skilled in using it. You have practiced it for so many years."
"Have you not seen me use magic before? Why are you so shocked today?"
"You may not realize it, but your magic is getting stronger and stronger."
"Haha, please stop praising me, otherwise I will be proud." Werther said with a proud smile, "Go back quickly, I have to go to the river to continue practicing magic."
"Yes, Your Highness, you have to be careful."
Looking at Wile's back, Werther felt a little warm in his heart. It was truly a blessing to have such friends by his side in this world.
At this time, there was the sound of flying wings behind him, and he looked back and saw Lina's green eyes shining brightly in the dark night.
"Witt, you are here." She slowly stopped on the ground and said, "Are you going to the river?"
"I have to go, are you free now?"
"Of course, but can you wait while I go back to get the needle, thread and fabric."