Chapter 72: Lawrends 18th Birthday (1/2)
”Ehem. I mean, 'who sent that High Mage to your family'.”
Cherry reiterated and corrected her words from earlier.
”Ah, the Guild Master did.”
Lawrend replied after understanding her words.
”Guild Master?”
Cherry tilted her head.
”The Branch Guild Master of the Mage Guild in Sheron Port City.”
Lawrend explained to her.
”Oh, Reon.”
Cherry realized who it was immediately.
”Why did he send Olgar with you?”
Cherry asked him curiously.
”This.”
Lawrend pulled out the Mage Guild pin inside his pocket and showed it to her. She grabbed it and examined it carefully.
”He gave this to you?”
Cherry looked at the pin in disbelief.
”Yes. Is there any problem?”
Lawrend asked her in return.
”Uhm… Young Master, the cake is ready.”
Nao interrupted them from the side. He was fidgeting as he stood there.
”Oh my. I forgot that it was your birthday party.”
Cherry placed her hand over her mouth and laughed.
”Excuse me.”
Lawrend said to her with a slight bow. He headed towards the large cake served on the dining table. It was chocolate flavor with 3 layers.
”Young Master, the Master is not here, but this is his letter.”
Albert passed a letter to him. It was sealed with the insignia of the Horiel Family.
Lawrend took it and tore the side before pulling the paper inside and read it.
[Dear Lawrend,
My son, I will not be able to attend your 18th birthday with you. You must not disappoint me and become a successful merchant. That is my only wish for you.
Sincerely,
Your Father]
Lawrend's face twitched after reading the letter. He crumpled it in anger. His father definitely did not love him. He was sure of it. What kind of a father would write a half-assed letter for his son's 18th birthday!?
”Y-Young Master…”
Albert looked at Lawrend worriedly. He glanced at the crumpled paper in Lawrend's hand and at the anger on his face.
”Hmph.”
Lawrend threw the crumpled paper to Albert who caught it with both of his hands, perplexed.
”I'll show you what I can do…”
Lawrend murmured as he gritted his teeth in anger. He lifted his head and looked at the large cake in front of him.
Lawrend turned around and faced the crowd.
”I would like to thank everyone here who came, prepared, and surprised me with this birthday party. I really appreciate it.”
Lawrend spoke loudly to the large dining room. He bowed his head towards them.
”Young Master, you don't have to bow!”
The butlers hurriedly stopped Lawrend. They didn't think that it was correct for their Young Master to bow towards them.
”No. This is much I can do. You guys are here to celebrate my 18th birthday with me.” (While my father is not…)
Lawrend said to them. He was glad that they were celebrating with him while his father couldn't even do it.
”Y-Young Master…”
The butlers were touched by Lawrend's words. They swore in their hearts that they would serve him well in the future.