There were still servants left in the mansion with families outside of Isaac and Lucia, but it seemed to me that they were somewhere idle.

After all, it seems huge that the master of the hall and his servants will be gone.

However, Isaac received this as an opportunity to visit Melinda's residential annex, which he would not normally come close to.

(Still, is it something so different just because it comes from different sources?

Isaac, who took the maid and visited the annex for Melinda, was surprised by the interior differences.

The annex for Lucia, where I usually live, was a chic room but also an interior with a combined thickness as a place for the wife of the great nobility.

But not for Melinda.

A brilliant room to mistake for a royal palace.

The perception that emerged was just one word of "Huami".

The interior of the room is decorated with a flashy impression, such as furniture edged with gold.

Still, I guess it's an awesome place to feel a sense of character somewhere, not a gold hobby.

I can see that Melinda is also the only daughter of the Marquis family and combines the corresponding sensibilities.

If I lived there, all I could think about was, "How much would this gold candlestick cost?"

As he thinks so, Isaac's gaze nailed to the candlestick.

Previous life was the son of a civil servant.

And sometimes in this world, I had a mother who preferred a calm atmosphere, and this was the first time I had ever approached anything that smelled like gold.

"Dear Isaac, I know you're in a good mood. Lady Melinda and Nathan left for King's Landing."

Bella, the maid director of the annex where Melinda lives, welcomes Isaac.

You know Isaac dropped it off without Melinda and the others who are the owners of this annex.

He had a strange look on his face as to why he had visited.

"I know that. I'm here to talk to Bella and the others."

"With us?

"Yeah."

Bella changed from a strange look to a look full of questions and surprises.

"I've always taken care of my brother and Mrs. Melinda, so I brought treats to thank you. I'd love to hear your thoughts."

Melinda hated sugar-reduced treats as "poor treats".

Naturally, it can't even be in their mouths working beside Melinda.

I wanted them to actually eat it and ask me what I thought if it was delicious.

"... that's not all, is it?

Isaac makes Bella look a little depressed.

Bella, who guessed she didn't just want you to eat sweets, asked why it would be hidden.

Isaac regrettably bites his lower lip once and tells him why.

"I don't know why, but I think Mrs. Melinda hates me. Even if I wanted to get along with my brother, he refused to see me... So I want Bella and the others to tell me about your brother."

Bella sympathizes with Isaac, who speaks sadly.

She was not in front of her, despite her age as her own grandson, a child with a brainchild for adult face loss.

I just admire my brother, he had a kid of his age.

Bella is not so thin as to be able to turn down such a child's favor.

"Yes, I did. Mrs Melinda has also been headed to the King's Capital, so there is no rush job. Let me tell you something. I'll gather the others too, can you give me five minutes?

"Thank you! Then you'll be waiting in the dining room with Shelley."

Isaac smiles with a full face and heads to the servant's dining room with a young maid pushing a service wagon with treats on it.

Different interiors, but made the same.

We can go straight ahead without getting lost.

(Still, it's easy for you to believe it just because you're a child. Build trust while you can, it's going to be easier later)

The appearance of a child can be negative, but it also has these advantages.

Isaac decided to remember that he had to think about what he could do now.

----------

"Honey, they're sautéed, right?"

"You're supposed to be in the same position, but you're more of a gaze from above."

Once the conversation started, Isaac heated up on his own without saying anything.

The Bellas are maids prepared by Morgan from the nobility under the Marquis of Wellrod.

Working in the Marquis' mansion are those who clearly identify themselves as the Viscounts and Barons under the umbrella.

Nevertheless, Melinda favours only the servants brought from the Marquis Wilmente family.

Only those who were taken from their parents' house were taken to the King's Capital this time.

Everyone was more or less dissatisfied with the difference in treatment.

So much so that I forgot it was in front of Isaac.

"It's hard for all the maids to get along..."

But Isaac never stopped either.

Because we can get information about Melinda and Nathan.

There seems to be a certain degree of common sense not to talk about "Don't just say this," but there is still no concept of protecting personal information.

Especially since Isaac is a child, I'm alarmed that he won't know anyway.

When I listen carefully, he talks to Bella quite a bit.

"That's right. Especially since Wilmente has a different style."

"How is it different?

"The Marquis Welrod family is a lineage that has given birth to civilians from generation to generation, whereas the Marquis Wilmente family is a lineage that has given birth to martial arts officers. The nobility under its umbrella is also affected by it. Sounds like the difference between someone who likes to read books and someone who likes to move their body."

(Difference between literature and sports clubs?)

The basic type is different.

And since Melinda uses Wilmente servants heavily, it is also a natural consequence that the separation between the two is even greater.

"I like to read books and play with Patrick."

Isaac said something childish to alert Bella and the others.

Now Bella and the others are looking at Isaac with a smiling eye.

"I think that's a good thing. But when you grow up, it makes a lot of difference."

said Shelley as she put the teacup on the table.

She usually mouths sweets in the name of poisoning and tasting, so she doesn't read the air and get her hands on sweets.

"My maid chief and I are from the same Welrod nobility and have known it for a long time. But now I work separately as one who serves beside Mrs. Lucia and Mrs. Melinda. Even if you work in the same mansion, this makes a difference. It's like the bigger difference."

As was easy for Isaac, the child, to understand, Shelley expressed herself "big" with her hands spread out.

(It's definitely big)

Isaac thought so, looking at Shelley's chest, which swayed with saggy yum, despite her tight made-up clothes for work.

I was just sorry I didn't feel sexually aroused because I was only a child.

When you're king, you'll be making harem.

Because it was originally a game, or a world of beautiful men and women.

Even Mob-faced Shelley in this world is at a level where she is grounded and thankful if she says "I'm going out with you" in her previous life.

How far can a grown self demonstrate reason......

I wasn't too sure about Isaac.

"Adults are tough."

"Yes, I find it difficult, especially since Master Isaac is a trace of the Marquis. Good luck with that."

"Yeah."

Isaac cut to the point when he included tea in his mouth.

"My brother, what are you usually like? I rarely see you, so I want you to tell me."

Until now, Nathan said, "What kind of life do you have?" That was the question, which was the story of a servant from Wilmente.

Next I want you to tell me your daily routine.

But the Bellas seem to be thinking of something with an indescribable look on their face.

"Right...... He's very healthy."

"Very..., you're a noble person"

"He's an appetizer."

I couldn't think of any particular praise, but I am also a master to serve, assuming.

I guess it's been a long time since I've spoken out of criticism.

All I got was the kind of rating I put on it.

(Hmmm...... I'm fine, Yancha. Elegant is businesslike. I guess appetite means overeating and fat)

It is not something that I would consider a special problem.

To the extent that I think these are "like that" if they are children.

It wasn't meant to be reluctant to put into words.

They just think they're childish because they compare them to Isaac.

If you think calmly, Nathan has no fallout.

The story is weak to be weak.

"Is there anything else?

- I want to listen to my brother purely.

Isaac asks questions with his eyes shining like a brother who truly admires his brother.

Whatever the reason, there will be nothing wrong with that because it is true that I want to hear about Nathan.

"Speaking of which..."

One of the maids tries to say something, he clings his mouth.

"Dora, you can tell me anything you want about my brother."

Stared in the eyes of an innocent boy, the maid known as Dora could no longer refuse.

"He seemed to be playing duel cocksucker with the guard knight, but even after he won, he slapped him."

But I regretted it after I said it.

Because the place quieted down with her words.

(Is there any dissatisfaction, or is it because it's fun? I can't believe I'm doing this to get a knight... Thanks for being an idiot!

Satisfied that I was able to pick up the best story in this discussion.

If we collect even a little bit of these contents, we can use them as ingredients for breaking legs one day.

The maids working in Melinda's annex seemed to expect to continue to be sources of information.

"I see. Your brother thinks you've defeated him, so don't be alarmed, and don't forget to stab Todome properly."

Isaac follows Dora.

If I leave awkward air, I may never get information again.

For the future, if you don't keep your mouth light, I'm in trouble.

"Exactly. I'm sure you're very willing to win."

Bella rode the stream, too.

No one wants to say to a kid who's just four years old, "Your brother, he was wearing a shield of power and he couldn't resist," etc.

She wanted Isaac to remain the "cautious brother" perception.

"Dear Isaac, is it time to go back?

Sherry, who felt the air on the spot, suggests we go home.

(It seems like it would be better to have regular contact than stay too long, can I cut it up?)

"Right. Everyone will have a job, and I'm sorry to interrupt you for so long."

Isaac rode Shelley's suggestion.

I was worried about staying long enough to get a bruise, and it would be a shame to be suspicious trying to ask deeply.

You made an excuse to cut it up in the right place, and it's so helpful.

"Welcome and a treat. The sweeter sweet treats were indeed delicious."

"But it's easy to eat, so it's hard to keep up and eat too much"

The maids give thoughtful thoughts on the sweets.

Some people preferred the previous sweetness, but basically preferred the moderate flavoring.

I found that Isaac's preference was not a minority in this world.

I can't think of anything right now, but I might come up with something useful one day.

It's a little harvest to find out that your ideas could be accepted in this world.

"Thanks, guys. Let me talk to your brother again."

Isaac smiles and says thank you, leaving the room with Sherry.

The maids followed behind them and escorted Isaac and the others to the front door.

"Speaking of which, did you know my name, which I don't normally talk about?

"What, even if I ask you"

Dora asks her coworkers, but she doesn't care if they ask.

"Isaac says that most people who work in the mansion remember their names. He said he still can't remember anyone who only comes to the mansion once in a while."

"Still small but awesome"

"It's quite a pleasure just to have your name remembered"

Instead of Nathan, Melinda doesn't even try to remember their names.

Even the ones I took from Wilmente, I just remember a few of them.

It would be a manifestation of the attitude that a servant is only a tool for the noble.

But even servants have a heart.

It's just a matter of getting your name remembered, but that made me feel strangely happy.