I adopt the male lead

chapter 24

“Why?”

Claude frowned. Since his accession, the butler only expressed his opposition when he felt like it was necessary. So he’s going to listen carefully to whatever the reason was.

“You know.”

“I don’t know.”

Although Claude knew the answer he looked away for a moment.

(T/N: Lmao this guy)

“It was only two months ago that Lord Tales betrayed Your Grace and left!”

“Betrayal.”

Claude replied stiffly.

“Watch your mouth, Sir Chichester. Sir Tales will be disappointed to hear that.”

“It’s a betrayal. To go away to Count Ford without knowing Your Grace that barely raised him as a prosperous knight for three years…!”

“There’s nothing I can do about it.”

A bitter voice came out.

“What’s the point of raising him into a decent knight, he said his dream was to have a decent house in the capital.”

Count Ford was running a wealthy upper house in Edmoor, the capital. It wouldn’t have been a hassle to get Tales a house. The Duke wasn’t short of money either. It could have cost several times as much as Count Ford spent. The problem was that Tales didn’t just want a house in the capital.

‘He wanted to live in Edmoor. He said he was sick and fed up of the South…’

At that time, Claude let Tales go quietly with a bitter smile as he does now. He didn’t feel betrayed because it wasn’t the first time it had happened.

“How many people are there? The ones that were brought up and carried away to the capital after being taken care of.”

“Don’t speak so badly of those who were once loyal to me.”

It’s true that this place is the countryside. Claude swallowed his words quietly. After his accession to the throne, Tors developed a lot, but it wasn’t a match to the capital.

He didn’t want to blame the people who chased the capital’s infrastructure, as he knew it better than anyone else. Of course, this loyal servant didn’t think so.

“Your Grace is too merciful that it became a problem. That’s why they replaced the master that they served without being scared.”

The butler looked at Claude pitifully.

“She’s a commoner from the North who originally wanted to go to the capital. Can’t you see how it’s going to end?”

“Mrs. Bloe doesn’t seem to have any particular desires. She’s also raising two children from her dead husband, it’s not a situation worthy of an adventure.”

“People change their minds when they have money. And think about it. Wilder’s assistant, that’s great isn’t it?”

“…”

Claude’s eyes narrowed. It was because he had a good idea of what context the butler had brought up the seemingly absurd remarks.

“Wilder won’t pay his assistant enough to move to the capital, and no one will have an eye on Mrs. Bloe, who’s just a jeweler’s assistant.”

“Sir Chichester!”

The butler continued to speak without fear of Claude’s disdain.

“Wilder is Your Grace’s man, so he’ll make sure his assistant is fully available.”