Surviving as an Obsessive servant

CHAPTER 13

Edric opened his eyes blearily.

There was no one in the barracks and the light from the lamp was dim.

It was dinner time according to the strong smell of food and noise coming in from outside.

‘—That servant is not here.’

The last time he saw him was during the day and he was smiling embarrassedly.

He stepped back and disappeared somewhere, saying that he smelled bad.

So he didn’t have the opportunity to ask about the source of the money earlier.

Edric clutched the crutches in his arms with a complicated expression.

‘Did that woman prepare this—’

But then, he shook his head.

Even though he did not have much knowledge of how the aristocratic society worked, it was still impossible.

If he threw away the Duchess’s money in the bin, it would be a great insult even among the commoners.

‘Then— Is it Rovel’s money? No way, half of it might be his—’

He couldn’t understand it at all. It was very strange for a servant to have such a huge amount of money with him during work at all times.

He didn’t know where Rovel had gotten the money. But the important thing was that Rovel spent a considerable amount of money on him.

I don’t have that much money, so what to do—.

While he was mulling over it, he heard someone coming towards the barracks.

Soon after, the sound of light and confident footsteps echoed in the barracks.

Now, he could tell who it was just by hearing that sound.

‘It’s Rovel.’

Edric reflexively closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

It was because he didn’t know how to face Rovel right now.

It would be awkward to get irritated as usual and it hurt his pride to say thank you. Besides, he felt uneasy to ask questions.

“—He’s still sleeping.”

After a big yawn, he heard Rovel picking up something.

And then the sound of spreading a blanket on the floor.