More than 20 years ago, the father of the two brothers, Noah Pat, saved Jon, who was dying outside their manor. After Jon had recovered from his serious injuries, he learned that he was now homeless, Noah’s heart was softened because of his predicament, and he offered him a job as — a fruit farmer.
Why Jon was injured, lay dying right outside the estate, or his life story, is still a mystery, for which he has never told anyone. He always used to say he was from another world, but he never fully explained where his world was.
Jon is a good storyteller with a knack for planting and building. When the boys were young, both brothers liked to come over to Jon and listen to him as he tells his magical stories. In the world of the stories, there are towering buildings, mechanical machines that fly in the sky, and even gardens built on the moon.
Leon was very happy while listening as a child, looking forward to the world in Jon’s stories. He only thought that, when he was an adult, he would be able to take a look at the countries described in Jon’s story. But as time went on, Leon woke up and realized that Jon had made everything up. The feeling of disillusionment created by a broken childhood dream made it difficult for Leon to swallow, since then, Leon always faced Jon with disdain and anger.
Now Leon was angry that Angel had been brainwashed by Jon and even worshiped him as a mentor, but no matter how much he was dissuaded, Angel responded with just a smile, of neither rejection nor reb.u.t.tal.
Angel’s att.i.tude towards others is very similar to that of Jon. Looking calm and soft, but that soft and hard att.i.tude has a hard time swallowing wrongs.
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Leon picked up the parchment from Angel’s desk and looked at the dense recording on it. At these symbols, his eyes immediately turned repellant.
“Even if you don’t use the common characters of the mainland, why use the words taught by that old man. What you write is for people to see… unless. What secrets are you hiding? ” Leon was still mumbling, but acted as if he suddenly remembered something, and his spirit aroused as he held a mischievous smile as he looked at Angel. “My dear brother, don’t you want to explain it to me? You shouldn’t keep secrets. Oh the little troubles of adolescence ~~ you might as well say it, your brother will end up finding out the answer from you anyways. ”
Angel sighed helplessly, pointing to a corner slip of the paper: “This is a Chinese character, taught to me by my mentor, the common text of my mentor’s hometown, and the content of the record is the meaning of several physical constants calculated by mentor.”
Angel pointed next to the few symbols that mimicked tadpoles: “This is an Arabic numeral, similar to a unit of measurement in our Canary Empire, but this way of recording is more simple and intuitive. The meaning of these numbers corresponds to the physical constants above. You can better record a lot of things with them. ”
Of any of Angel’s long explanations, Leon did not understand a word. But he didn’t care, this just goes to show that old man Jon’s cheating ability has increased again, and his lovely, simple brother, had been brainwashed.
Leon had some sympathy and concern for Jon’s health, but after the explanation, it was completely gone.
With a wave, Leon stopped Angel from continuing and took out a beautifully wrapped envelope from his armor.
“All right, stop it. I don’t understand, and I don’t want to hear anymore. Look here, this is an invitation from the lord of the city, and it says that at this time I will inherit father’s t.i.tle and need to be present to be notarized by the lord, Marquis Merlin. When we set out half a month later, didn’t you always say you wanted to hear Master Meijaf’s solo concert? When we get to Watford, after we finish the notarization, I’ll take you to Ocean Theater so that you can hear it at least once! ”
Angel accepted the invitation with a slight expression of joy. He had long heard that Watford had a great musician and famous from the capital, he was first cla.s.s in composition and eulogy, but he had never had the opportunity to witness it, with this, how could he be unhappy when he was able to take advantage of his brother’s chance to inherit his t.i.tle?
Seeing the invitation, Angel tried his best to resist the excitement welling up inside him, he was unable to force himself to calm down, but when Leon saw this he could no longer help himself, he stretched out his hand to rub Angel’s golden head of hair.
Unsurprisingly, his movements triggered Angel’s glare. “I told you, never touch my hair! This is a man’s dignity, I can never give it up! ”
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“Ha ha ha…”, Leon suddenly looked up and laughed, and then stopped after a long while. “You’re just 14 years old. Not even a man yet. Still just a teenager who hasn’t grown up yet.”
The two brothers fought for a while, Angel was still in his early period of development, but naturally continued to fight with Leon, who was already as burly and majestic as a tiger. Angel gave a final glare of hate and buried himself in solving the previous homework problems a.s.signed by his mentor Jon.
Leon had no choice but to touch his nose and leave his brother who had lost his temper.
About half an hour after Leon had left, Angel withdrew from the ocean of numbers.
Looking at the empty room, Angel knew that Leon must have gone for a long while. Checking the time of the day, it was almost time for lunch. He opened the door and saw two lunch boxes sitting on the stone table in the yard. Mana was taking the same set of food dishes out of the box in a careful manner.
Seeing the vegetable soup with bread and fruit again, Angel was a little depressed.
He missed his mentor’s cooking, simple fried rice, as if he was under a magical spell, he could not help himself from consuming it.
Angel has never tasted such a fine meal since his mentor’s health gradually declined from bad to worse.
Last time, Angel asked his mentor to teach him his cooking, but the final product was simply terrible.
Well… now that mentor’s limbs are atrophied, it will no longer be possible to eat his mentor’s food in the future.
Mana went upstairs with the thick soup in order to feed the sick Jon, while Angel was immersed in his sad solitude.
After dinner, Angel came into the house and saw maid Mana coming down from the second floor.
“Auntie Mana, has my mentor awoken?”
“Second Master, Mr. Jon is awake.” Mana shook off the porcelain dish and placed it in the basket to clean later. “Mr. Jon has a good appet.i.te today. He’s finished all the soup.”
“That’s good, I’ll go up to see mentor.”
Looking at Angel, who ran upstairs with wind and fire, Mana bowed her head and smiled with doting eyes. Pat Manor is now charged with two young masters, the first master is cold and proud, the second master is gentle and quiet, but these two young masters, are in fact, still children, no matter how strong they appear outwardly, they are still fragile inwardly; Only in front of close servants will they let down their guard and show the vivacity of their age.
“Mentor!”
As soon as Angel pushed open the attic door, he saw an old man, half lying on the balcony recliner, with a mute servant standing behind him. The old man’s face was waxy, his skin was cracked and dry, his appearance was very different from that of the locals, with strong exotic features from foreign lands, even if his eyes are a little cloudy, Angel could still see the deepness in those dark pupils.
He is Angel’s most respected elder since his father’s pa.s.sing, and Angel’s life mentor, Jon.