The Resetting Lady

No, the baron has changed. You will know just by looking in the mirror, walking, and even breathing. And it wasn't just the appearance. Appearance was the beginning. I'm sure he knows. I can't help knowing. But Raymond couldn't say that. The loss of parents came upon two brothers, but the baron was the only one who lost his health. Raymond hasn't changed.

"Brother, let's think about being healthy first."

"She'll be eating with the other one by now. Did you throw away the ring I gave you? That's funny, why didn't they include it? How much is the ring?.”

It was painful to see the baron muttering nonsense. And that wasn't the point.

"One ring, brother. There's something else important.”

Please stop the Baron, Master.

"Now the sheep are becoming the stillbirths of their young. The ratio is too high. We need a major investigation."

"The important thing is that I abandoned myself because I was sick. She's a whore. She was a whore. She was stuck with money, but she didn't have it, so she fell off. No, she's not as good as a whore. If you made a promise, you have to keep it. If you made a promise....”

Money isn't the only thing you lost. Body, personality, and land have changed. The last one was the most serious. The faces of the butlers and lieutenants as well as the attendants became more serious.

"Brother, let's think about what's going on right now. Mr. James asked me if I could see you. I think you should take a look.”

The territory grew worse and worse. Raymond felt a little responsibility and pride at first as people held onto him and spoke. I feel like I'm a member of Youngji and an important person. I feel like I'm an adult. But soon I realized that people came to me because things were really serious. I can't believe you begged a teenager to coax the baron out.

"The sheep are not in good condition right now. People are shouting that the number of stillborn babies has soared. I put it on your bed yesterday. Did you see that?"

The condition of the estate was getting worse and worse. Less than a few months after the epidemic swept through people, this time the sheep collapsed. The adults have not shown any symptoms yet, but the babies were the problem.

"I think we need to get together and have a meeting, but you have to write a letter to be like other regions.”

"Hey."

The baron's voice growled. Raymond looked up.

"Can't you shut up?"

Raymond opened his mouth in surprise at the moment. No one has ever spoken to himself that way. The baron and Raymond were too old to argue with each other. Sometimes when the baron was mischievous, his parents soon stopped him, and there was no more serious argument than a joke.

What did you just say to me?

But even before the surprise died, the baron continued.

"This little bastard is disgusting that he's fine. Hey, you're sitting there saying that because you're fine. Sheep what? Sheep what? Are you in a position to say that to me?"

Raymond bit his lips. The current situation was serious. There were many more important issues than the breakup. But should I have consoled him first as a family first? However, the baron has only accepted consolation as sarcasm.

"Brother, I'm sorry. But."

"But do you hear that? You sick bastard. Do you think you've become a lord? Oh? Hey, you're just a kid in my castle. You like it now, don't you? You're glad you're a baron? That's why you're freaking out on me, right?”

"Brother! What are you talking about?"

"I've seen a lot of disgusting pups like you. He shows his teeth when he feels like he's going to fall on him, even though he's trying to win possessions and titles. You disgusting rats... I didn't even know I was grateful to my brother..”

"Brother!"

Clang!

The baron threw the flowerpot. Raymond saw a broken glass bottle. There were withered flowers. Amy, who always managed it, died with her mother. No one's gone since then. Raymond thought so. Until the Baron grabbed him by the collar.

The baron has changed.

The cheerful, handsome young man has now become a sex-parasitic monster. People didn't come to visit anymore. Sometimes, I heard a thumping sound, clothes being swept, and something breaking.

There was tension in the mansion. Raymond hated the air. The atmosphere was even more strange and horrifying because I had never experienced it. The way the users avoid the Baron's face, the exaggerated atmosphere of forcing a bright voice in front of them.

People are making eye contact.

People are laughing at me.

The eyes of the baron of Sayertes were stained with fear and disgust. Raymond didn't know that at the time. Because I've never seen it before. And people didn't see Raymond with that kind of eyes.

Raymond was amazed by his changed daily life. Raymond had to pay more attention to enduring changes in his brother than grieving his parents' death. His parents, who remain only in portraits, are always stuffed with gentle faces, but Baron Sayertes revealed his presence with his heavy body. A dead family is friendly, but a living family is cruel. That was the problem.

"Thank you for the form we're going to use today."

It was literally 'a daily bread.' Raymond saw the meal in front of him and realized that the family was never the same as before. There was oatmeal, bread, and chicken. That's all I had. It was a poor meal beyond the past.

“…….”

If their meals are this bad, how bad is the situation? When Raymond did not readily lift the knife, the baron opened his mouth.

"Are you having a hard time eating with me.

"…what?"

"Is that why you have such a smelly face?"

"What are you talking about, brother? That can't be true.”

Raymond answered urgently. But the baron's face didn't seem convinced at all. His thick chin twitched and moved.

"I'm sure. I think I'm going to throw up."

"Brother, don't think too much. All I thought of was just....”

Raymond stopped talking for a moment. What you thought was just... I thought the house was ruined. But can I just say what I'm saying? While thinking about it, the baron twisted his face and pushed the plate away.

"What do you think?"

Brothers should join forces to overcome hardships.

Raymond's suffering was his brother.

Baron Sairtes' attitude grew worse and worse, and Raymond's opponent became less and less. Like brothers, sometimes my parents arbitrated when my brother was mischievous, but now I have no parents. Raymond's only guardian was his brother, Baron Sayertes.

"Are you going to the Baron again?”

"Jenon!"

Xenon raised his hand when he found Raymond in the hallway.

"What's wrong with the castle?"

Xenon, a hunting ground, rarely came directly to the castle. And Raymond, who had little chance to go hunting since the baron couple died, was glad to see him. Xenon was a good shower of things that boys would go crazy about. My face was not that bright when I smiled a lot of smiling.

"I have something to tell you, Baron. Are you all right?"

"I'm fine, but you....”

Raymond was heartbroken when he thought of the baron.

"My brother is staying in his room more and more. We have to get out and move. I have to talk to people."

"Who would say that?"

"Doctor."

"Those smart people might be right, but… I don't know."

"What? Then do you think it's right for him to leave you alone?”

"Sometimes that helps."

"Thanks for the advice. But I don't think that's the answer either. If you leave it alone... That's what it is."

'Crying like a pig.'

Raymond spoke as he shifted his steps. Xenon's advice didn't seem very useful. But Raymond was still polite to say it wasn't helpful. Unlike Baron. Let's not think deeply. There's only one family left.

"Do I really have to meet my brother now?"

"Yes…? Is something wrong?"

Xenon looked down at Raymond in bewilderment. The Baron's office is just around the corner. Raymond took Xenon by the hand.

"Yesterday, the evans' servants took this month's budget, saying they would take interest."

"Huh? Huh… the situation has gotten a little dirty."

"I feel especially bad today."

"Mr. Raymond."

Xenon said with a serious face.

"Never mind."

"What?"

"Never mind. James told me. The baron is not working at all right now. The situation is serious, but the baron is shouting in the room. James is doing it right now, but that's going to be a limit."

"What are you talking about?”

"I heard that the Baron and the Earl of Landon, your godfather, sent you a letter. But the maids told me that the baron tore it up...I don't know what it's about, but... But the count said he sent a letter to Raymond, not the Baron."

In other words, the count thinks of a practical successor as himself.

That's what James, the butler, looked at himself with his dark eyes as he passed by. It was not groundless for his brother to be so sensitive to himself. Raymond seemed to feel dizzy. He was twelve years old. I felt heavy on my shoulders were heavy.

"I'm too young. And... I don't want to take your share."

"Dear Master."

"Anyway, if you have a successor, the child is legally bound to have a seat. Everyone's thinking too much."

"I don't know about that, but... Anyway, Mr. James will speak soon. The master told me not to be surprised and to tell you well, "Oh, my God."

Xenon scratched his head.

What should I do?

How am I supposed to live?