16 Young Master (1/2)

As the oldest servant of the Proulx Manor, Alphonse had seen many things happen during his time.

He saw the current Lord's ascension. He was there when the previous lord passed away, as did the previous madam. He was present during the marriage of the present lord and madam and saw the birth of the young master.

In his sight, he watched the young master grow from an infant to a child.

He saw it all, heard it all, felt it all.

The young master's first words, it was him who heard it first. The young master's first steps, it was him who saw it first. The young master's first toys, it was him gave it first.

So to him, the young master was not just a young master. He was like his own grandson.

But lately, the child who he thought he knew every detail about, was becoming more and more obscure to him.

Every time he looked at him, he didn't see a child anymore.

What he saw was a monster.

A monster hiding under a child's skin, ready to show its fangs and claws at any given moment.

”Alphonse? What are you staring at?” Casimir asked the old servant who seemed to have frozen and was just staring into nothingness.

”Ah... I was just thinking of some matters, young master. No need to worry.” Alphonse replied apologetically.

Fortunately, this monster means no harm... For now.

...

Being the lord if the Proulx family which belonged to the nobility of the French wizardry world, Alexander Proulx had a lot of responsibilities weighing on his shoulders.

He had to make the appropriate decisions in order to make sure his family and lineage continues on. But, sometimes, his decisions would not meet the approval of most people.

Despite that, he still held onto them.

Why?

Because he was Lord Proulx. The man who controls one of the world's fastest information networks in the world of wizardry. And he would keep it that way until his death.

Unfortunately, it was this steadfast determination of his that drove people away; afraid that he would find out all of their secrets.

Even his own wife left, leaving him and his son inside the lonesome manor.

But now, even his son seemed to become more and more unfamiliar to him.

Was he really doomed to be alone forever?

As the lord, he was glad that his heir was beginning to discover more about the world in his own way and was improving himself accordingly but, as a father, he was sad that his son was growing up too fast.

Soon, it would be time for him to venture out on his own and learn more things.