There were two young men at the end of Patrick's gaze.
Lang and a much taller, long-haired young man than he is.
Seeing that appearance, Patrick appeased and Addy groaned reluctantly small.
"Welcome, Master Patrick"
"Hey Roberto, I'm interrupting."
"I can't believe I'm in the way. Take your time."
Patrick's humility around jokes, a young man called Roberto responds with a bitter smile.
Dirty but wrinkle-free butler clothes. Rusty hair is bright and shakes loosely together as long hair tied together lowers its head. The eyes of the same color are sharp and cut long, but now staring at Patrick gives a mild impression.
Long hands and feet at high height. That skinny yet balanced style is enough to line up with Patrick, who is being sung with the prince of the social world.
"By the way, what the hell is this noise?"
"The usual Mary praise has begun. If we keep this up, the head of the Albert family will be determined by the scratch."
"Screw..."
"I see," he muttered after Roberto had thought for a while if Patrick talked with his shoulders flaunted.
Something about Mary and Lucien looking excited, more excited if Lang is added there. And the words' Mary Praise 'and' Screw Pull 'out of Patrick's mouth......
I wonder what kind of story you derived from that. It is easy to speculate on this situation if one serves the Albert family for a long time, not just Roberto.
Mary said again that there was no clapping, and the two brothers admired it...
Anyway, this is not unusual in the Albert family.
Thanks to this, the Albert family regularly has croquettes for dinner, seafood bowls, and migratory bird bowl fruit food parties. At the end of the day, a garage is set up behind the mansion.
But you just decided you couldn't let it go when it came to scraping, and Roberto sharpened his rusty eyes. When he toughens his expression with cool eyes against shades, he feels an indescribable majesty that goes hand in hand with his length.
I felt it with all the difference in identity and praised him for "being an older majesty," as Patrick admired it.
I heard that next door. Addy pointed a strange look at Patrick because, of course, he's not as old as Roberto, but he's older than Patrick. Even so, Roberto called Addy's name as if to block it.
"Addy, when you say this, what are you gonna do if you don't stop?"
"Don't be impotent. There's no way I can stop Master Lucien. Besides, Lucien and the others are my brother's business."
Roberto sighs again at Addy, who turns away from his usual awe-inspiring tone and rejects it with crushed language.
Roberto is Addy's brother. The lineage of a squire who serves the Albert family for a long time, his eldest son. He is the same age as his brothers in the Albert family, and Patrick has a glance at the calm atmosphere and the calm that never breaks down.
Roberto's groaning words when this fool brother was grumbled...... are still the same as the voice color when Addy was grumbled. Rather, it resembles even the tricks and expressions that flaunt the shoulders in a sigh.
That's my brother. If Patrick smiled unexpectedly after thinking about it, Roberto noticed strangely.
"Dear Patrick, what's wrong?
"No, just think of me as a brother. Besides, there's no way Addy can stop Lucien, he can't get out strong with his older husband."
"No, as someone you can use for the Albert family, you can't say you can't, etc. Sometimes you stand up for yourself, but you correct your husband's mistakes, and that's the work of those you serve."
Roberto tells with a sense of purpose.
A family of servants who serve from generation to generation, of which the other nobles even obey the Albert family. If I were to correct such a master's mistake, I would not be prepared to be concurrent.
He blames me for being disrespectful, and if he's bad, he could lose his job by buying his husband's anger.
Still, it is not just a squire who blindly believes and obeys his master.
Sometimes I do not hate to be punished, but I lead them even at the expense of myself, which is also for my master.
Isn't Roberto's word exactly the mirror of a squire?
Identity is the one Patrick doesn't have to compare more to up there, but I have a pure respect for this belief and thought. If Patrick remembers to impress him and does his gaze on him, his rusty cleavage eyes stare at Mary and the others with harshness.
"Right, that's just great. So what are we gonna do?
"Stand up and stop talking.... not mine though"
Word disturbing, Roberto reached out. I grabbed Addy's root forcefully, with a strange look beside him, and pushed it as it was.
Addy, who was pitifully alarmed, lost his balance and thus advanced a few steps forward. I break into some of Mary and Lucien and the rest of them that are still thriving with scraps.
"What the hell, brother, what are you doing...!
"Addy, I hear you've grown taller again. As a brother, I'm happy to see you grow up."
"Height? I did grow up again, but why are we talking about this... about this... now..."
I sense Roberto's intentions, rather a chilling intimidation from behind, and Addy's voice gradually disappears.
Anyway, behind Addy's back, Lang and Lucien hold that the two sons of the Albert family are more important about height than their sister's marriage than which one will inherit the trail, "ho, ho," and "don't listen."
Not to say the coolness of that expression, but the impossibility of saying it with a child's face. Is this the intimidation of a famous man... Although it has played out in vain for a long time.
There won't be a scratch in their brains already. All I have is' height 'and' Growth Allowing Serious'.
I see, and Patrick nodded. It is true that this has changed the subject by standing up.... Stand up for Addy, though.
"Brother, what a terrible thing to do... Master Lang, please don't hold your head! Yes, more power than usual......!
"We have the right to lose your height!
"No! Master Lucien, why are you digging back the dirt under my feet!
"I can't allow your sight to be above ours... Even if you don't have the right to shrink, you have the right to keep your gaze down......!
"There's no such thing! Please don't do this because I'll be pissed off by the gardener!
Eight hits from Lang and Lucien, giving a screaming voice as Addy can barely resist.
To that sight, which can only be pathetic, I still just watch without sending out a help ship as anyone else.
Even Mary, who was thrilled with the scraps with the Langs until earlier, calmly talks about whether she regained her composure after seeing this behavior of her brothers "scraps are not in boulders.
"Dear Mary, I'm glad you reconsidered."
"Thank you, Roberto. You put a lot of work into it. I'm a little runaway."
"Mary thinks more about the Albert family than anyone else, so she must have had some heat in her mind. It's because I think of home."
Roberto follows against Mary.
What an obedient follow-up. I will not glorify Mary excessively like the Langs did, but I will stop when I stop. Then I forgive Mary, who admits her inaction.
This is exactly the mirror of the squire.... Even so, Roberto sighed heavily as he pointed his chills and gaze at the Langs.
"What a pity for you two for Mary... Although it's good that Addy is sacrificing now, it would be a disgrace to the Albert family if we went to that wretched eight-win against your other son."
"Roberto, I just got a grudge from Lucien."
"Oh, my God, even to Master Patrick...... I'm sorry. Addy, come here for a second and Master Patrick will beat you up."
Here! and Roberto calls Addy.
Besides, there's no way that Addy can respond to Lang's head being held down and Lucian digging his feet and not being able to escape. "Why me! I just scream."
Patrick, who saw it, sighed small and shook his neck to the side.
"Fine, never mind. I've known Addy a long time. I can't hit him."
"That's Patrick. He who has done so."
To Patrick's kindness - how gracious. Kindness - Roberto impresses me. Behind it, while Addy was made to shrink by the Langs, he said, "Why am I in a stream of beatings!" But there is no such thing as explaining to you in this place.
Needless to say, it is a familiar sight in the Albert family.
It was also painful to see Addy being shrunk by her brothers, not even willing to go help, and Mary looked up at Roberto as she turned away.
Teng himself, who created this tragedy, looked at the disturbance in front of him with cold eyes and even complained that it was "utterly noisy" at the end.
Eye area with the same shade as Addy but with a longer cut and cooler look than Addy. But the surrounding atmosphere is similar, "What's wrong?" The voices that ask are somewhat alike.
"I knew you looked alike."
"Am I? Who is it?"
"With Addy. That's my brother."
"I don't feel very good when people say I'm similar to that wretched fool who gets hit but stays"
Roberto turns his gaze to Addy.
If Mary follows his gaze again, Addy's figure is shrunk by the Langs unchanged from earlier. By the way, the hole is dug under his feet all the way around the candle.
That sure is pathetic.
"Men and brothers are harsh."
Yes. If Mary muttered in a sigh, Patrick waited to see if she didn't want us to be together. "We're peaceful," Patrick said.