Vol. 3 Chapter 10.1 - The bitter with the sweet

Vol. 3 Chapter 10.1 - The bitter with the sweet



The month went by quickly, and by the second month, the butler had tapered off in intensity, whether because he was getting tired or because he had nothing left to teach. Kloff’s posture was perfect, and he had already read dozens of liberal arts books. He even played footsies with Aeroc, entangling their legs together.

After that, the butler made a ridiculous attempt to teach Kloff to play a musical instrument, but he gave up after Kloff nearly damaged a valuable treasure violin. From the beginning, Kloff had impeccable table manners and was excellent at horseback riding. He was versatile in all other sports, and there was hardly anyone who could defeat him in swordsmanship. But now, there was nothing left to nitpick him about, so they ultimately returned to square one. It was a matter of his social status.

“Do you have any accomplishments? Don’t bring up your wealth.”

“Not yet.”

“Then I shall wait.”

He gritted his teeth, but there was nothing he could do. Even before the butler told him to never dream of officially marrying the Count, he had already half given up. Instead, he made up his mind to establish Aeroc as his rightful omega during this next heat. The butler would probably not like it, but he wouldn’t be able to do anything if they made an accident. Aeroc seemed surprisingly a little disappointed, realizing that they couldn’t have a wedding ceremony, and probably couldn’t for a long time.

“If you want to do it grandly, I suppose you could publicly announce yourself as Omega and have a big ceremony in the cathedral.”

Kloff said that half to tease him, but Aeroc seriously considered it. It would be right for him to reject it outright as it could threaten the position of the Count, but seeing that he couldn’t do it, Kloff was overjoyed and had to restrain himself from immediately kneeling before Aeroc and making a grand proposal. He wanted to save this for later. After a while, Aeroc shook his head.

“I can’t, not yet. But we can’t just let it pass like this.”

“Of course. How about we have a simple meal?”

“A feast? Where?”

“Anywhere. Wherever you like.”

Aeroc went back to his thought again, then nodded. Kloff held Aeroc’s hand and kissed the back of it. And just as he was about to kiss again on his lips, he was interrupted by the butler’s coughing fit, as if he had contracted lung disease.

“I will prepare for the feast.”

“I’ll leave it to you then. By the way, it’s not a feast, just a dinner. I’d like it to be as private as possible.”

“Don’t worry about it.”

“Oooh, I wonder if something happened to him. He does look very happy.”

“Could he have fallen in love?”

“Who is this lucky Omega? Is it Westport’s?”

Hearing that, Kloff’s mind cleared instantly. He grabbed Aeroc’s arm, who was smiling generously toward anyone.

“Please excuse us. I have something urgent to discuss with the Count.”

The bluntness of his tone startled the guests who had just been chatting, but they didn’t protest, knowing that Kloff was the Count’s financial manager and that they had an oddly close relationship. Aeroc and Kloff were already known to have a close relationship among the aristocrats. Although there were opinions that it was an incomprehensible friendship between eccentric bachelor alphas, people shrugged it off easily as they saw Kloff dragging Aeroc by the arm to a corner.

“What are you doing, behaving so rudely towards the guests? Everyone is looking at you strangely.”

Surprisingly, Aeroc was the one to get angry. But since they couldn’t argue here, Kloff took him to a secluded corner in the garden where no one was present. Since the incident of violence before, no one approached where Kloff was, but just in case, he asked a passing maid to block the area so that no one could come this way. The maid, who was the Count’s servant and knew well that their relationship was more than an ‘incomprehensible friendship’, nodded quietly.

As soon as they reached the corner, Kloff grabbed Aeroc by the collar and snarled.

“How is this a simple dinner?”

“But I’ve already reduced the guest list by half.”

Aeroc waved off Kloff’s hand, irritated. His appearance was so dazzlingly beautiful that Kloff wanted to knock him down right away, but he had to control it because he needed to express his anger first. He deliberately put his hands on his hips and paced back and forth, arguing and raising his voice. Otherwise, he felt like he would give away his excitement.

“I thought there wouldn’t be any guests!”

“How can there not be guests at a feast? Don’t be absurd.”

They really were bad at communicating. Initially, all Kloff wanted was a romantic moment of sharing high-quality wine while whispering to each other privately, just the two of them. The last thing that he wanted was a grand banquet with all the aristocrats gathered, including his former fiancé. But it seemed that his intentions didn’t get through Aeroc at all. Disappointed, Kloff loosened his tie and sighed.

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