Chapter 53 (2/2)

The three of them dismounted together, but they frightened the owner of the manor. Cybere was still in charge of Keller's affairs in the manor, but his wife, a middle-aged and charming woman, had met him.

Seeing Keller coming here, she ran out of the kitchen in surprise. Her cooking hand just wiped two times on her apron and ran to meet her: ”my Lord! Here you are! How did you come back? ”

The other side seems to be very rude words let Laurence frown, this woman treat a noble, should not be broken down? He couldn't help looking at the young nobleman.

The silver haired boy waved his hand with a smile: ”Mrs. Baron, I've brought a traveling businessman friend. Do you mind if we talk about a cup of afternoon tea?”

The woman with light brown hair was stunned, looked at Lorens, and then laughed out: ”of course, how can I prepare now?”

She turned her head and gave a big drink, and exclaimed, in a voice peculiar to rural women, Sebastian!! Don't mind that cow! Here comes the young master! Come in and help

A figure came out of the cowshed on one side. His hair was combed meticulously, and his body was dressed like a miniature version of cyber. Although he worked in the dirty cowshed, he could not see anything dirty on his body wearing a pair of black gloves and rolling up his shirt. At an average pace, he came to Keller and bowed: ”young master.”

Sebastian is SEB's son, and he is determined to be the successor of his father and the steward of Keller. He was sent to attend lectures by cyber since he was a child. He is not only excellent in character and learning, but also an assistant for his father. He keeps things in order. He is a very excellent child.

However, determined to be the second steward of Keller, he was very hostile to the knight Marquis, whose pseudonym was atolis, but actually named altoria. In his opinion, this woman who did not belong to Lord Kay and who did not belong to Lord Kay's maid were inseparable from Lord Kai. He was indeed a great enemy of him to take over the job of housekeeper.

”Sebas, we are here to taste Mrs. Baron's biscuits and afternoon tea. Don't be constrained. Can you give us a separate space?” Kylar touched Sebastian's half bowed head and asked with a smile.”Yes, come with me, please.” Sebastian's face was white, his face was long, his nose was straight, his eyes were bright, but his temperament was calm and calm. He was worthy of the training of Keller in the past ten years. He deserved the title of ”little white face”. With the rest of the corner of his eye, he took a look at altoria, a loyal guard who was always stuck between Lorens and Keller. He was slightly disdainful and led the three people around the house with his body bent and went directly to the back garden. Here, Saibo built it for himself according to the garden of Keller's house. Of course, the taste is different In addition to a swing under a big tree, there is also a small green pond with a lot of fish species in it. On the lawn next to the pond is a round table for four people, which serves as a leisure seat for afternoon tea.

”Sit down, please.” Keller sat down, without the guest's consciousness, and said to Lorenz. Altoria and Sebastian, like two great door keepers, stood by her side one by one, without the slightest intention of taking a seat.

Laurence was rather embarrassed. Their identities were much higher than that of a professional businessman. If he hadn't looked at the young man in front of him, I'm afraid he would not have looked at him in the eye. But now he is sitting, and they are standing, and they have to make Laurence from Rome very uneasy.

”Sir, black tea and cookies. You'll have them first. There will be desserts later.” ”Sebastian cried,” Sebastian said, ”come in and help. Don't hinder the young master from talking.”

”My Lord, I'll leave first.” Not embarrassed at all by his mother's clamour, Sebastian had the composure of a boy of his age, bowing slightly and quitting.

”Well.” Keller snorted and watched them enter the room, turned his head and began to smile at Lorens. ”So, Mr. Laurence, can I have a look at your goods?”