Chapter 16

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Leblaine left the room with the maid, as Henry's eyes narrowed.

'What is up with that guy...'

Henry is a genius who learned how to write when he was only three years old, and his younger brother, who is somewhat stupid by his standards, still has more brains than others.

His surrounding is full of sly adults. Henry, who lived in such a world, could not understand a naive child.

In addition

He thinks there's no way a child who is connected to the church and the imperial family knows nothing.

I need to be cautious.

Henry folded the parchment carefully, put it in the book, and turned around to Isaac.

"You, if you stay stupid, there won't be any room left."

Then Isaac punched the wall with his fist. Henry looked as if he had seen a strewn earthworm by the side of the road. Then the startled Isaac hardened his face.

"Not a single thing about him is cute."

That afternoon, Isaac approached Leblaine.

"....."

The girl, who was playing with buttons alone, raised her head.

Isaac approached her carefully, it is very awkward.

Leblaine mumbled, showing her buttons slightly.

"Thewe awe twelve. (There are twelve)"

"You..."

"What are you talking about. If you're making trouble—"

When Leblaine blinked her eyes, Isaac touch his waist.

'Are you trying to get your sword out?'

Isaac, who took something out of his waist, was about to declare something to Leblaine. So, Leblaine hurrily said,

"I'm very scared–!"

"......."

"— I'm going to eat bread alone in front of you."

Then Leblaine said hastily, "It hurts!", he withdrew with a frightened face.

Henry muttered with a look.

"Are you both stupid?"

***

'That's....!'

Children are also poisonous. I can't believe you're eating bread alone! When you are fully childlike, you will fight Isaac and try to steal the bread.

'But, if I yank Isaac's precious hair, I'll be kicked out right away.'

"I won't lwook at it (I won't look at it.)"

"Yes, that's a good girl."

Isaac smiled with a triumphant face. When he tried to stand up, I grabbed him by the collar.

"Why,why,..."

He asked perplexed.

"Byead... (Bread...)"

"This?"

As I nodded, Isaac cut the bread in half.

I quickly take the bread and bit it.

'Oh, sugar, of course.'

This stimulating taste.

Isaac stared at me when I am eating hurriedly and glanced at the bread I was holding. He looked pitiful.

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