The more he thought about it, the more strange it was.
Who and why was this newspaper from four years ago given to him?
In the past, some people sometimes asked him if he knew anything about the incident, but that is a thing of the past.
It felt like a bug crawling all over the body.
But he endured it.
‘I’m leaving soon, so there’s no need to scratch it.’
But after that, weirder things happened.
Every day, there was a piece of paper stuck in the gap in the door.
[I know what you did in the Lezandar House. If you don’t want to be known, go out on all your feet.]
He felt like he was out of breath.
He gritted his teeth while looking at the letter containing the same content today.
‘…Damn it.’
In case anyone else in the hallway might see it, he quickly shoved the paper into his arms. He entered the room, took out the crumpled letter again, and opened it.
The handwriting was quite different from that Young Master, whom he had been tired of seeing until a while ago, and it was clear that he had received an education as high as himself.
Who could it be?
‘What the hell did you want to do this— And how do you know what I did?’
He wondered if the Duchess was trying to keep him silent, but he concluded it wasn’t.
Except for things related to Young Master, he is a great man who pursues perfection externally, so he will not leave a stigma in Denkart.
Even the next day, when the doubts deepened, there was a letter.
Oliver had to find sleeping pills and tranquillizers, which he barely gave up a year ago.
It was the same the next day.
Now it seems that all the servants who make eye contact are suspicious of him.
‘Who is that among them—?’
He gasped, feeling as if his throat was going to be strangled.
Why the hell? How did he find out about that day? He left no evidence—.
No matter how much he looked, he couldn’t find an answer.
Most of the motives for the crime are said to be a grudge, but there were only people he saw it for the first time.
Confusion mental and physical weakness is getting worse, and the threat of unknowns has gotten stronger. Now all the medicines in the medicine box have run out.
There was no more ingenuity to hold out.
*****
Oliver suddenly disappeared from the mansion. With just one letter of apology left.
The wind engulfed the Young Master in all kinds of false rumours.
Among the successors of Denkart, there was no case where the Young Master’s tutor had escaped in this way.
He even threw things in the past, so there was talk that the Young Master had everything to do with it.
There were also strange rumors among them, such as the poor attitude in class or clenching his hand at his teacher.
They tolerated no exceptions except for the teacher’s retirement due to a chronic illness or an unfortunate accident.
“…Are you okay?”
Rimson Hyung heard the news and called me to the backyard separately.
“Hyung, why don’t you comfort the Young Master yourself? Young Master would like it even if he pretended not to.”
“That’s… You… It’s because I’m more worried about you than the Young Master.”
For me, the person who did this, I laughed awkwardly because it was too much concern.
In the meantime, I’ve been thinking about the bottom line as if there was a vague passage about Oliver Tudor in the original story.
After shaking my head, I went to the butler. Is there anything I can find about Oliver Tudor?
[Despite the commotion, he was a great teacher of two Young Master of Lezandar]
[…Lezandar?]
Yeah… Lezandar…….
Why couldn’t I think of the important family right away?
I went straight to the servant in charge of keeping the imperial newspaper.
He had come and said hello the other day, and he gladly asked me to read the newspaper.
He was glad that even the Madam didn’t come to this storage room. This is because she always reads new newspapers every morning.
He said bitterly that the last person to read the newspaper was the deceased Duke of Denkart.
Anyway, thanks to that, memories and records were merged. It also opened the following events in an instant.
“More than that… Didn’t the Young Master say that it didn’t matter? You’re the only one… Don’t worry….”
I can’t even say that I actually threatened him and sent him out. Tsk.
I comforted Hyung because I felt guilty for him continuing to worry.
“If it’s me, don’t worry.”
“…Whoa. No matter how one and only successor is,they can’t ignore tradition….”
“I’ll take care of that, too.”
Hyung didn’t seem to believe me.
He sighed and tapped my shoulder.
“From now on…It will be harder. I guess you could go down to the countryside with the Young Master and start farming….”
The Hyung, whose eyes were red, said something strange, so I ignored it.