The reborn aristocrat is ambitious! "You've got pretty good status, give em to me"

"Well, Isaac can be scolded, too."

Tiffany laughs couscous.

"Sometimes Grandpa tells me. Even if I wanted to be a good girl, I'd follow you."

Isaac is laughing bitterly.

It's good to be pissed off when you're after him like you did when you were at the Braak Chamber of Commerce.

I know what I'm doing, so I can understand taking responsibility for it.

But what I did because I thought it was "for people" made me angry.

Surely I was unknown to the public and lacked consideration.

It was harder than anything to be reminded of my stupidity like that.

For what I can positively think about trying to inspire me to think about my incompetence, it might still be better.

"Speaking of which, did you say you had a brother? Like what?"

Isaac shook a new topic.

Tiffany was to live in the King's Capital because Karen was to have children in the King's Capital.

If you have a new family, I'd still like to hear about it.

"About Mike? Lovely, but not very cute."

"I don't know why..."

Isaac is puzzled.

"Because I'm still a baby, I don't even have hair and it seems uncomfortable. He's my brother, so he's cute, but he's worried about the baby's face."

Karen supplemented Tiffany's remarks with one hand in the teacup.

She leaves her son to her family and enjoys her conversation with Lucia for a long time.

"My brother. Fine."

(The couple should be close, but speaking of which, they won't be born after the second one)

Isaac looks at Chirali and Lucia.

"This is called a child. It's a gift from God. So, if you're praying to God, he might give you a brother someday. More than that, how was Tiffany seeing Mr. Bridget?

Slightly quicker Lucia missed the conversation.

No matter how many prematurely mature children, it is too early to touch when it comes to men's and women's sales.

Ask Tiffany, who said, "I want to see the elves," what Bridget thought of having them present.

At a time like this, it was convenient to have a light Bridget of footwork who would easily attend.

"Beautiful sister!

"Oh, my God, this kid. He's not a very good kid. You're cute, too."

Tiffany's response was simple and lucid.

Honest thoughts of innocent children.

And so, I'm honestly glad to hear you say it.

Bridget holds Tiffany over and cheeks.

Isaac is the main human child she's ever had contact with, enough to occasionally meet Nathan.

Isaac has a cold reaction.

Is Nathan lit or tries to keep his distance?

Being able to meet a childish child like Tiffany was, on the contrary, fresh.

"If you look at it this way, the elves aren't much different from humans either..."

Karen also speaks her honest thoughts.

I'm no different than a human except for the traits of being beautiful or having long ears.

It felt distorted by human subjectivity at the time, such as the horrible elf statues, written in books, etc.

... This is due to the impression Bridget's attitude of not making her feel the weight of her age.

In a way, he may be a good person for bridging humans and elves.

"Sometimes I think my diet is different. But other than that, I'm with humans. It might be more rude to be frightened."

Tell Karen what Lucia has been living and feeling.

There are also educated noble daughters who sometimes seem capable of weather like Bridget.

There was nothing different than bringing insects caught in the garden into the kitchen except "fried vegetables".

"Hey, tell Isaac too. She's kind of cold on me."

"Uh, why? Cold for such a beautiful sister?

"Whatever they say..."

Bridget, who sees it as "Isaac doesn't have a tight attitude towards Tiffany" within a short time, uses Tiffany to blame Isaac.

Isaac also had trouble with this.

It's a form of being taken backwards by real children who can't have a very unpopular attitude.

Bridget can hardly be insulted, either, as he finds his weaknesses precisely.

"I guess it's because Tiffany's cuter"

"Ehehe, then you have no choice."

"Ku...... You're gonna tell me."

I just can't say "because I'm breastfeeding" clarity.

Use Tiffany to pursue Bridget.

But Bridget won't give up either because she found a good handkerchief.

I began to think of new means.

The tea party with Tiffany, which has been around for a long time, is progressing in a bright atmosphere.

Isaac, who was scolded and hectic by Morgan, had a good mood shift.

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Just because Isaac looks like he's having fun doesn't mean the others feel like he's having fun.

Some people find it unpleasant because Isaac seems to enjoy it.

- It's Nathan.

The more successful Isaac was, the more unpleasant he was.

Especially in the case of Bridget, it was an angry mind.

If it's true, I wanted to help myself.

But what my father Randolph asked for was Isaac's help.

Not myself.

The frustration did not disappear forever, and it was routine to dissipate to knights in the garden.

"Wow, I lost"

Play the sword and the knight admits to losing.

(Sword practice can beat knights now. Yet your father won't rely on me. That guy, he's just so smart!

"Dear Nathan, I'm done. I'm here."

Over and over again, he slaps a wooden knife on the knight's body and puts his anger on the knight who admits to losing.

This has been done by Nathan, who had eclampsia from time to time.

Bridget is just involved this time, more obstinate than usual.

Even from above the armor of the practice skin, if struck with a wooden knife, it becomes bruised.

These days, the knight's body has constant blue bruises.

"What a knight! Who can you protect by losing to your kids!

Nathan abandons the wooden knife and returns to the mansion.

Despite my more splendid blood muscles, no one and he are all about Isaac.

Isaac has gone all the way to Tilly Hill even though he hasn't been allowed to go out alone yet.

Everything is frustrating, including those things.

Even if you hurt the knight a little, it won't be easy to clear your mind.

"Are you all right?

Another knight wakes up a knight who has been struck with a wooden knife before.

"Oh...... But this isn't always happening."

He is also a knight.

You can't be weak.

Even though Nathan is told it's sword practice, losing makes him grumpy.

Nathan had mixed things up with Melinda and told her that many knights had been removed.

Anyone who fears losing his job can only remain silent and de-stressed.

But there can't be anyone who would happily accept a situation like this.

- I'm going to be a successor in the future, Nathan, so I'm going out with you patiently.

That's all.

One day it will be beneficial to be associated with Nathan's stress.

Believe that, they were enduring this hard time.

A little shadow approached them like that.

"Mr. Irvin, Mr. Hakim. My brother is always bothering you. I'm sorry."

I look sorry for Isaac and bow my head to the knights.

"Master Isaac is not to be apologized for. Never mind."

A knight called Irvine answers.

Rather, it can be more annoying to be apologized for, for fear that someone might mistake it for "Nathan hurts me, so I'm letting my brother Isaac apologize for my worries".

"Um... Here you go"

Isaac offered a flat-sized barbecue pot for the child, plugged in cork.

"What is this?

"This is the ointment that Mr. Claude and the others made with the herbs. They say bruises and cuts will heal quickly."

"Maybe it's an elf psychotropic!

"Sounds like what they're saying."

"I can't take that stuff."

They are surprised because of the rarity of the medicines made by the elves.

Its effects are known, but a delicacy long lost from human society.

A knight at the end can't receive valuables like he doesn't even have in royalty.

But Isaac pushes a pot of medicine against them.

"This is what I got. So I'll use it the way I want.... This is an order as Isaac Welrod. Take the medicine and use it to treat your injury."

"Yes, sir."

You can't say no if it's an order in Wellrod's name.

I knelt down on the spot, drooped my neck and finally received it with both hands.

"If you tell me when it's gone, I'll give you another new one. So let me know when it's gone."

"Thank you"

"Regards, brother. Bye."

Waving bye, Isaac walks away.

The two knights drop Isaac off on their knees.

And when Isaac's figure becomes invisible on the hedge, the remaining knight looks at each other.

"... what are we going to do, this"

Irvin said as he stared at the pot.

To be honest, it's out of hand.

"There's nothing you can do about it, you can't sell it and make it a liquor bill. It's a waste, but I just have to use it."

"So is that..."

Still, Irvin seems confused about using it.

When Hakim takes the pot away, he opens the lid.

There was white mucus inside.

"The smell is a little tight"

When I take the medicine with a little fingertip, I apply it to the bruises near my wrist.

"Hey, look at that! The bruises are disappearing!

"True. I knew Elves were amazing."

Unlike normal medicines, the potency of medicines made in cages of magic quickly manifests itself like when magic is used.

It's like therapeutic magic that you can save.

It's weak for that matter, but it can be considered the finest medicine for those who cannot use magic.

They had seen the therapeutic effect with their own eyes and felt the awesomeness of the existence of something called an elf.

And even to the size of Isaac's vessel, which can give away such precious things lightly to others.

"I'm sorry, can you paint it on my back? I can't reach it."

"Oh, that's good. Take it off."

While Hakim was taking off his armor and jacket, Irvin was taking off his pants to paint his thigh bruises.

"Nevertheless, Master Isaac says a lot, but you're better off. I can't believe you remember a knight like us."

"Not at all. Dear Nathan, it's just you."

"He was given a special allowance for the guy who followed him with an escort to Tilly Hill. Looks like a nice breeze."

"Looks like there's been a breeze on Isaac lately, and I'd like someone like Isaac to succeed me anyway."

The medicine still leaves a good amount.

The others will also be able to separate the medication Isaac gave them.

And that would give Isaac credit.

The two of them were medicating each other's bodies as they talked.

Several maids from inside the mansion watched the two of them cancer.

Two knights rest their working hands and watch from behind the curtains in an attempt to burn each other's bodies in the corner of the garden to their eyes.

Isaac's actions for popularity seemed to work unexpectedly.