Chapter 90 Because, I like Nenelli

When he walked into the mansion, he saw that Horace and his wife were already sitting at the dining table. It seemed that he had been waiting for Ryan for a while.

At a place like the dinner table, it was obvious that what Horace wanted to discuss with Ryan was not something particularly private.

"My Lord Count."

Ryan nodded to Horace, said hello, and then sat across from the two of them.

Horace smiled bitterly: "Ryan, don't call me sir. Just call me husband. Or you can call me uncle."

When he learned that Ryan was now the former leader of the Knights of the Eclipse, Horace didn't know what to think of Ryan.

In short, it would definitely not work to just treat Ryan as Lamb's adopted son and an ordinary junior.

"I understand, Mr. Horace."

"Ah... Ryan, the reward from the empire should have been received, right?"

Horace considered his words for a moment, then asked Ryan with a smile.

With the blessing of holding high positions and having experience in managing territories, Horace always has a calm and self-reliant temperament, which is even higher than that of Dylan Baikasi, who is a Marquis.

However, when facing Ryan, Horace restrained his temperament and acted like a kind elder.

This is not because Horace has some plot against Ryan. In fact, Horace has been treating Ryan like this since old Lamb adopted Ryan back.

Not to mention being too good for Ryan, at least it was better than the old Lamb at that time.

Horace did treat Ryan as a family member, and he had always wanted Ryan to call him uncle. He had previously thought of giving Ryan a surname of Axi, but Old Lamb declined.

Ryan also remembered how kind Horace was to him, and did not think that Horace would seek anything from him, so he said calmly:

"It's already here. An earldom, a fief, and some gold coins - do you want that fief? I don't plan to go. I can give it to you if you want it."

"There is no reason for nobles to ignore their own fiefdoms."

The corners of Horace's mouth twitched slightly: "Let's do this. You tell me where your fiefdom is, and I can find a way to help you take care of it. Taxes and other things will also be entrusted to be delivered to you every year."

Ryan waved his hand: "Forget about the taxes, I don't work, so this isn't a vegetarian meal."

"What about the tax? Let's talk about it first, I don't care about your little money."

"Except for the taxes that need to be paid to the imperial capital, all other taxes are exempted. How about that?"

"...If you really do this, even if you never go to your fief in this life, the people in your fief will worship you as a god."

As for Earl Lane's title, Horace was not surprised.

After all, the status of the leader of the Corruption Knights is no worse than that of the earl. If the title of the knighthood is lower than that of the earl, then Horace will feel abnormal.

Gradually, the atmosphere between the two of them chatting became less rigid, and we started chatting familiarly.

"..."

As everyone knows, in Ninelli's room, Ninelli did not rest at this time. Instead, she pushed the bedroom door open to a crack, and then put her ear in front of the crack to eavesdrop on the conversation between the two people.

"This guy... is a count?"

When she heard Ryan reveal his identity as an earl, Nenelli couldn't help but be startled.

count? Doesn't that mean he has the same title as his father?

An earl gives the daughter of another earl's family a personal butler?

Just thinking about it, Ninelli felt that this matter was a bit outrageous.

But now it's really happening.

"I also paid attention to you when you were taking care of Ninelli on behalf of Lamb. I can see that Ninelli likes you very much."

While chatting with Ryan, Horace also did not forget to mention Nynaeli.

"Who likes that guy..."

Hearing this, Ninelli blushed, looked at Ryan, and whispered to herself.

Immediately afterwards, Horace continued: "Ryan, Ninelli's new butler... I have already found a good candidate. According to the oath you made, after I find Ninelli a new butler, you should... leave Right?"

Ryan is leaving?

After hearing what her father said, Nunnally suddenly felt a buzzing sound in her head, and her petite body completely stiffened.

Is he... leaving?

But... that's right when you think about it. After all, he is an earl after all. There is no reason to keep playing around with a kid like him. And according to what his father said, he stayed to take care of him in accordance with old Lamb's will. my own……

When she thought of this, Nunnally lowered her head, her eyes gradually dimming.

In fact, for a moment, Ninelli really wanted to push the door open and shout to her father that she didn't want another housekeeper, she didn't want anything, she only wanted Ryan.

But...if Ryan really plans to leave, then what's the use of her saying these words?

Would a count really stay and serve as her personal butler just because of her words?

"——I won't leave."

At this moment, Ryan finally spoke and answered Horace.

Hearing Ryan's words, Nunnally raised her head again. When Nunnelli saw the slight smile on Ryan's face through the crack in the door, a faint light gradually flashed in her blue eyes.

"That butler, you'd better fire me. I've forgotten about this matter these days. I didn't have time to tell you. It's really troublesome for you. At the same time, I also hope that you can continue to let me be Ninelli's personal butler. , Mr. Horace."

"Uh……"

To be honest, Horace was so confused by Ryan that he scratched his head and said: "Other things are trivial, but... you are now an earl, and you are still working as a personal butler for Nenelli. What are you planning? ?”

"It's very simple."

Ryan smiled lightly: "Because, I like Nenelli."

Because I like Nenelli.

I like Nenelli.

Nenelli...

This sentence echoed in Ninelli's mind for a long time, making Ninelli stay in place for a long time.

Then, a streak of pink began to spread on Ninelli's face, and continued to spread to Ninelli's neck and ears.

After coming back to her senses, Nenelli, whose face was as red as a ripe apple, took two steps back, then threw herself directly on the bed and buried her face in the pillow.

"What is this guy talking about..."

Nunnally buried her face into the pillow and kept kicking her little feet wrapped in white socks. She didn't know whether she was filled with embarrassment or joy.

But even so, Ryan's words still seemed to be magical, echoing in Nenelli's mind.