Chapter 115

The butler started talking about what he had seen and heard all day.

It's been a week since Viese had worked as an acting patriarch.

Lulak is briefed by John about Viese's work every day.

Every few days, he reports Lulak about Viese work, but John put his personal feelings aside and spoke from a third-party perspective thoroughly.

And not surprisingly, the two reports are very different.

"...As expected."

Lulak laughed bitterly.

When he entrusted Viese as the acting Patriarch, he had a glimmer of hope.

He thought Viese would realize his responsibilities as Patriarch and show another side of himself.

"How is Viese feeling?"

"...He looks really good."

"Huh..."

Then, it meant that he was not even aware of the mistakes he was making.

“It would be nice if Viese could see her own shortcomings.”1

Lulak wanted him to learn how much responsibility comes with the position as Lombardy householder.

So Lulak wanted he put down that greed.

“Was that even greed…”

Lulak couldn't hide his sadness and let out a long sigh.

“Now I have to let go of my regrets.”

"Sir..."

John called to Lulak anxiously.

"Ah, I'm fine. Don't worry. I just feel sorry for the vassal."

Lulak smiled bitterly and said.

“So, shouldn’t it be time to recover your health and get up from your bed?”

Johan smiled gently to comfort.

"Yes, thank you, thank you."

There were still worries about the next Patriarch, but Lulak tried hard to smile.

“Fortunately, they found it early and said that as long as you take the medicine and rest, you will be fine.”

"Oh, that's a relief!"

"To be honest, I didn't expect much since she's still young, but Dr. Estira..."

Tap tap.

"Grandpa!"

Suddenly a cheerful voice knocked on the door.

"Tia?"

Lulak, who recognized who she was just by hearing her voice, tried to get out of bed and walk.

The face of John, who stopped Lulak and opened the door for him, was full of smiles.

"Grandpa, I'm here!"

"Oh, yes, Tia is here... Hmm?"

Lulak casually greeted his granddaughter and opened his eyes wide in surprise.

Tia wasn't the only one standing at the open door.

Larane, Craney stood next to her, and even the twins standing at the backs together.

Children who did not seem to resemble each other were filling the doorway with bright faces.

Tia smiled brightly at the surprised Lulak.

"I'm not alone today, grandpa!"

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"...Yes. Come on in."

A smile slowly formed on my grandfather's face.

It was an inexplicable smile.

"I'll prepare drinks and snacks for you."

The butler said so and quickly started to pack the bread and juice that had been placed on one side.

In the midst of the clatter, I said with a slight nudge on Craney's back.

"What are you doing, Craney? You're going to visit our grandfather."

"Did you bring gifts?"

Grandpa looked at Craney and asked.

"Well, that's... Ugh."

Craney turned his face red and held out a small bouquet of flowers hidden behind his back to his grandfather.

"Get well soon, Grandpa!"

"Hah..."

Grandpa knew how shy and unapologetic Craney was.

So how courageous him to give this prepared gift to a grandpa he scary of.

"Yes, thank you, Craney."

Grandpa patted Craney on the shoulder as he accepted the bouquet.

"You have a very good eye for flowers."

This compliment too.

"I, I've been picking the flowers all day from the mansion field!."

"Yes, it is very beautiful."

"Oh, I got praised."

Craney's smiling face was full of joy.

He seemed to be ridiculed a lot by his brother Astalliu for liking books and pretty flowers.

However, it was so good that his ears turned red when he was praised by his grandfather for his beautiful bouquet.

“Grandfather, I…”

Larane smiled shyly and handed him a book.

"Sometimes when I'm sick, I don't think there's anything more comforting than a book..."

Grandpa looked at the book for a moment as if he didn't expect Larane to give him a gift, and laughed with great satisfaction.

"Thanks, Larane. I just read all the remaining books, and they went really well. I'll read them today."

Larane's face was also quite red.

"The drinks are ready. Then I'll go down to the kitchen, sir."

"Well, that's a good job."

John stepped out of the bedroom, and the children crammed around the table with simple pastries and sweets.

It was then.

First, Mayron, who was taking a bite of the cake, patted Gilliu's side and took two of the same cake from the small plate.

Then Gilliu walked with him, played with him in his grandfather's hands, and came back.

"Delicious, Grandpa. Eat it."

It was the way the twins took care of their grandfather, they didn't say much either.

Grandpa took turns looking at the cake on the round plate and the children sitting around and called out to me.

"Tia."