I became the sick nobelman

Chapter 8 - I'm Back (2)

2 days later.

"Are you sure you want to wear this?"

"Yeah."

Ruel answered Cassion's question in a grumpy voice.

He was wearing the same outfit he had when he first went out.

Although I had gained more weight compared to before, my clothes were still loose on my body, fluttering as I moved.

What can one do, even if the clothes are good looking, they don't fit the person wearing it.

Cassion stared at Ruel's clothes and opened his mouth.

"Are you sure you don't want it altered?"

"Yes."

"You know you'd be shamed by others if you went out like this?"

"That's why I will wear it. How excited will our slug be by then, when I wear these clothes and walk besides Ganien."

Ruel's eyes were curved happily at the thought.

"What would he feel then? How embarrassing would that be?"

"Isn't that the same for Ruel-nim?"

"Me? Well, I don't know if there is anyone else's name that can fall further than mine."

Who do they curse at when their Lord lies in bed and his deputy, Mineta, eagerly steals the livelihood of the commoners.

'As for Mineta, who took away my means of survival? Well...'

Ruel thought he was the only one they were pointing fingers at.

Unfortunately the role of a Lord was like that. You get criticized if you do your duty well, and get cursed even more if you don't.

As Setiria has been dwindling over the past five years, there must have been a lot of criticism thrown around. He was sure that his image was so bad that it couldn't fall further.

Cassion laughed despondently at his side.

"Ruel-nim, you're really strange."

"What?"

"You're a noble, aren't you?"

"So?"

"Class of people that live and die with honor. That is the nature of the nobility. But I can't understand in my mind why you would deliberately lower your own honor."

"What has the honor done for me? I can throw it away as much as I want in order to live."

Ruel rather looked at Cassion strangely.

The first thing to throw away as a member of society was the honor, in some way similar to throwing away his pride.

I didn't know why I had to hold on to something like pride if it can't feed me.

'So you are saying, you don't consider yourself a nobleman?'

Cassion smiled with satisfaction.

He liked the money that nobles and barons had, but Cassion passionately hated them.

Mainly due to the always pompous and arrogant look on their faces.

"Why? It can't be fixed, so just give it up." Ruel replied.

As Cassion observed him, there was no such arrogance in Ruel's eyes.

"Okay, sir."

Fu... If I were to go against him anymore, my heart might've torn due to the contract.