My nemesis tempts me every day

Perhaps sensing the search in Gorlando's eyes, Jack continued to introduce: "The earliest Duke Amphelos was the founding father of the Felgar Empire, and he was also the idol of all knights and nobles."

"Those with the surname of Amphelos all the time died on the battlefield if they hadn't died of old age. The Duke of Amphelos' mansion contributed a lot to the Fergar Empire's current territory."

While listening to Jack's words, Gorlando stared at a portrait of a young man on the wall, and he smiled slightly when he heard the words "indispensable".

Is it necessary?I'm afraid that the master with great achievements will be regarded as a thorn in the eyes of His Majesty the current emperor.

If His Majesty the Emperor really had complaints about the Amphelos family, there was an emperor before and a judge after that, the Duke of Amphelos' mansion would be set on fire.

Seeing Gorlando staring at the portrait of the youth, Jack said, "This is what the current Duke Amphelos looked like when he was young."

"It looks very similar to Knight Alvin." Glando said.

Ronoye was probably more like his mother.

Dinner was eaten in the airship, so Golando went to the guest room and took off his clothes directly to sleep.

There was the smell of incense in the bedding, which had a calming effect in the nose, and the sound of the waves rising and falling in the ears, all of which made Golando fall asleep quickly.

This sleep lasted until noon the next day, and when Golando woke up, the sun was already high.

Putting on a new set of clothes hanging on the coat rack, Gorlando walked out of the room sleepily.

Relying on the memory of yesterday, he touched the outside hall, and then asked a waiter for the direction of the restaurant. When he arrived at the restaurant, he drank still warm creamy clam soup.

Glando casually ate some toast and sandwiches, and Lotte invited him to Ronoille's study.

Ronoye invited Gorlando to the study for no other reason, but worried that he would run around in the mansion and see something he shouldn't see.

"Good morning, young master." Golando greeted lazily, and casually picked up a cup of tea on the table and drank it.

"It's noon now."

Ronoye did not take his eyes off the book.

Gorlando didn't correct his words, but sat down in the armchair.

Ronoye asked a group of waiters to exchange tea and sent them away. After that, he pointed to the bookshelf behind him with his chin and said, "If you feel bored, you can read a book."

Gorlando didn't appreciate it: "I want to go to the beach."

Ronoye refused: "It's dangerous to go to the beach at this time, and it's high tide."

Golando pursed his lips, raised his legs and stared at Ronoye.

After observing for a while, and almost counting the curly hairs on Ronoye's temples, he asked, "Master, why don't you go home during the spring break, but come to this place far away from the city?"

Sylvia Island is good for everything, but it is too sparsely populated.

Could it be that Ronoye is socially repellent?

Sure enough, just as Gorlando guessed, Ronoye said indifferently: "I like quietness. The nobles also have many bad habits. For example, every social month like February and March, they will hold salons and conferences at night. A cabaret, going on until the sun comes up in the morning and then going home, seems absurd to me."

He paused and said, "But that's just one reason."

Gorlando subconsciously asked, "What about the other reason?"

Ronoye put down the book, his eyes darkened.

Upon seeing this, Gorlando waved his hand considerately: "It's not convenient to say it, so don't say it."

Ronoye shook his head and said slowly: "It's okay to tell you. I told you before that my birth made my mother into a sickly physique."

Ronoye's tone was more serious than when he was reciting hymns in the academy.

"Even though no one in my family blames me, my father and brothers have always loved me, but it's hard for me not to think...whether my father and brothers have a grudge against me because of this."

It is also for this reason that there is a gap between him and his father and brothers after all.

As he got older, the gap became deeper and deeper, so that he and his father gradually had nothing to say, and the conversations with his brothers always ended without a problem.

"I want to be a man to make my father proud, but..."

However, he is fledgling and has limited abilities, and he is too far away from his expectations of himself...too far away.

There was a look of sadness in Ronoye's eyes.

A person who works hard can never compare with a genius who only uses a little heart.

He didn't believe this sentence at first, until he met Glando Harrison.

The appearance of Golando is like God made a malicious joke on him. They are like their opposites, and every detail is completely opposite-in life, Golando lives very hard. Ronoye did his best.

So God is fair.

When you reach the extreme in one aspect, you are doomed to achieve nothing in another.

"Why do you want to make your father proud?" Golando's words interrupted Ronoye's thoughts.

"Although your father gave you life, you are not living for your father."

"I am a descendant of Amphelos." Ronoye retorted, "Naturally I live for Amphelos and the Felgar Empire."

Gorlando smiled sarcastically: "You are wrong, everyone in this world should live for themselves."

Ronoye was surprised that Golando would say such a thing, and was in a daze.

"Maybe it's because I didn't have a father or a mother when I came here. In short, a person's life belongs to him."

Gorlando sat upright, and his figure became much taller.

He stared at Ronoye motionlessly, and said in a low tone: "You don't need to make your father feel proud, just let yourself have a clear conscience."

"No matter what contribution you make and what kind of glory you win in the future, it is for yourself and not for others. If you keep thinking about repaying your father or serving the country, these thoughts will only drag you down and slow down your progress. Your steps."

In Gorlando's eyes, Ronoye was always bound by the chains of the family and the nobility and could not be free.

Think over every word and action, and strive to do the best in everything. Living like this is too tiring, and Gorlando does not approve of this kind of living.

In his previous life, he didn't understand this truth until he died, and the beginning of this life was worse than a pig or a dog, so at this moment, Gorlando just wants to enjoy the short life to the fullest, live every day happily without complaints or regrets .

Glory, fame and fortune are all vain. Money and food can make him feel happy, and that is a good thing. On the contrary, those things that may limit him are bad things. His worldview is as simple as that.

"Of course, this is just an ignorant civilian's point of view. You can listen to it as a joke and don't take it seriously."

Every time he and Ronoye finished similar words, Golando would add this sentence.

Ronoye was brought back to reality by this sentence.

"Gorlando, according to what you said... what should I do?"

Ronoye didn't know why he asked a commoner for help, but at this moment he believed in Golando inexplicably.

No, maybe not from this moment, he had trusted Golando a long time ago.

The golden sunlight happened to shine on the flannel-covered table through the colored window, fine dust was floating in the air, and the sea tide outside the window rolled white waves. Today is also a good day.

"Well... let's go for an outing in the forest in the afternoon." Gorlando suggested looking up at the scenery outside.

Unfortunately, this proposal was not implemented.

Because a new guest came to Sylvia Island.

The pure white airship is docked at the airport on the island. Compared with the private airship of the Amphelos family, it looks slender and petite. It looks like the car of some noble lady.

The owner of the pure white airship was supported by her maid and set foot on the land of Sylvia Island, with fresh white roses stuck in her golden hair.

Miss Angelina of the Greenwin family likes white the most, and this rumor has long been circulated in the social circles of the upper-class aristocrats.

Angelina gently lifted her skirt, and walked gracefully like a butterfly towards Ronoye who had received the news to pick her up. When she saw that Ronoye was really only eight or nine years old, this The lady who looked like a white lily covered the lower half of her face with a fan and smiled coquettishly.

"It's exactly the same as in memory, Ronoye." She called the young master's name affectionately.

There was no extra emotion on Ronoye's face, he just performed the gentleman's etiquette, took Angelina's extended hand, and printed a kiss on the back of her hand.

"This is...?" Angelina noticed Golando and asked with her head tilted.

When Golando was mentioned, Ronoye frowned.

"Gorlando Harrison, 'First Genius' of the Royal Academy of Magic."

He opted for a more distant introduction.

Angelina probably didn't know that Golando had signed a magic contract with him, otherwise she wouldn't have been so calm when she saw them.

Angelina also stretched out her hand to Glando, and asked in a sweet voice: "Is there a family named Harrison on Fergar Continent?"

90.00% of the students studying at the Royal Academy of Magic are children of nobles. Angelina's question is really unintentional.

And Ronoye's complexion has become ugly.

Glando was also embarrassed for a moment, but he quickly knelt down on one knee and kissed the back of Angelina's delicate hand like Ronnoye just now, and then replied: "There is no one named Harrison on Ferga Continent. nobleman, I'm just an ordinary commoner."

Angelina looked around beautifully, and repeated in surprise: "Civilian?"

Gorlando stood up and said with a low smile, "Yes, civilian."

Suddenly Ronoye's voice came in: "Gorlando's talent is the wealth of the empire, and his status as a commoner is only temporary, and sooner or later he will be awarded a title by His Majesty." He turned to Glando again and said, "Angelina I studied at St. Baihe Women's College since I was a child, so I don't know much about the outside world."

Gorlando looked at the young master with interest, and the smile on his face deepened.

Is this to excuse Angelina, or to save him?

The author has something to say:

Golando brainwashed the young master [x]

The young master is protecting the husband (づ￣3￣)づ