Baron Moretti Family (Part 2)

As evening approached, before the Sun had completely set, Klein and Melissa, who had been attending classes all day, appeared at the door of their rented house almost simultaneously.

Smelling the aroma of food wafting from inside, the two asked each other in unison, "Did you cook this?"

"I just got home." ×2

"Benson!" x2

The two quickly opened the door and immediately saw Benson sitting at the dining table, where steaming food was laid out.

When Benson saw the two return, he quickly said, "Come on, we're having lamb stew with Pea today!"

"I specially bought the finest tender lamb today. Using the method you taught me, I stir-fried it with Onion and carrots, then added pre-soaked Pea, and simmered it over low heat for several hours before it was just ready."

Hearing Benson's words, Klein and Melissa exchanged glances, then simultaneously made a strange expression on their faces.

But perhaps because they hadn't eaten meat for a long time, the two of them forced themselves to eat the dinner despite feeling uncomfortable.

But after the meal, Melissa still offered her suggestion, saying, "Benson, you're so busy every day, you're already tired enough. After work, you can just rest at home. Leave cooking to Klein and me."

Looking at the two people in front of him, Benson felt a deep sense of relief and explained, "It's mainly because I got off work so early today, and I didn't have anything else to do, so I made dinner."

"Oh, and I also brought gifts for you two."

After saying that, Benson took two bags from his and Klein's room and said, "I bought these based on my previous memories, roughly guessing your models. You can try them on first, and if they don't fit, I can go and exchange them."

Looking at the bag Benson was carrying, Melissa asked suspiciously, "Is there clothing in here?"

After hearing Melissa's words, Benson nodded and then pushed the bag forward, gesturing for her to take it.

After Melissa took the bag from him, Benson reminded her, "Melissa, why don't you try these on? I was just worried that the clothes I bought for you wouldn't fit."

Then he turned to Klein and said, "Klein, why don't you try on your clothes too? Even though we're similar in size, we might not be able to fit."

After the two took the bag of clothes, they returned shortly afterward. Melissa asked doubtfully, "Benson, our family probably doesn't have the money to buy clothes like this."

"Where did these... come from?"

Benson glanced at Klein and Melissa, noticing their tense expressions. He sighed, patted them on the shoulder, and explained, "I'm heading to Morse Town tomorrow. These clothes were bought with the ' Clothing Subsidy ' Amos gave me. Don't worry, it'll be fine."

After hearing his explanation, Klein and Melissa relaxed slightly and asked curiously, "Aren't Winter Relief Package usually delivered by a special person? Why are they going to Morse Town this year?"

Benson paused for a few seconds, as if choosing his words carefully. "I don't know either, but going to Morse Town tomorrow isn't to pick up the ' Winter Relief Package.' Count Altair wants to see me."

Standing to the side, Klein asked curiously, "Shouldn't the nobleman in charge of Morse Town be Baron Sheffield? Has the territory changed hands?"

Benson shook his head and explained to the two, "The land in Morse Town has not changed hands. Count Altair is the daughter of Baron Sheffield, and she inherited the family's property and title after her father's death."

"But how he was promoted from Baron to Earl, I don't know. As you know, these kinds of things are usually not told to Commoner."

Benson then added, "But we have a history student in our family, Klein. Has anything like this happened in history? What are the usual causes?"

Klein thought for a moment and explained to the two of them, "There are many such situations. They are usually due to holding an important official position, noble marriage, expansion of territory, and so on."

"But you just said that Altair is the daughter of Baron Sheffield, so based on her age, she should only be a little older than Melissa."

"Then the possibility of marriage alliances and holding important positions can be completely eliminated; it's impossible for it to be for that reason."

"Given the Sheffield Family's special status, I suspect it's due to their military achievements, because if a noble performs exceptionally well in war, the King usually rewards them with a promotion in rank."

As the three chatted gossiping, time flew by. The nightlife of Commoner in this world was so monotonous and boring. After dinner, they either passed the time by chatting or went to sleep.

After all, Gas Lamp aren't cheap, so every little bit saved counts. Of course, if you're a nobleman, that's a different story; nobles don't need to worry about being noble or the cost of a night.

After Melissa opened her mouth and yawned, she said to the two of them, "I can't go on anymore, I need to go to sleep."

Benson and Klein nodded and said, "Then let's wash up and go to bed. Our chat tonight is over."

"Melissa, you go to the restroom first."

Melissa stretched, nodded slightly, and said, "Yes, I'll do it as soon as possible."

Then, as if remembering something, she reminded Benson, "Benson, you haven't prepared a gift for Count Altair yet, have you decided what to bring tomorrow? Would you like us to help you choose?"

After hearing Melissa's reminder, Benson shook his head and explained, "Don't worry, I've already thought of what gift to prepare."

Looking at Benson's appearance and considering his personality, Melissa hummed in agreement and left, heading to the restroom.

The next morning, after seeing Klein and Melissa off, Benson left the rented house with a gift box.

It cost 7 soli to find a coachman willing to go to the Morse Town.

After a half-hour journey, the carriage finally arrived at the Morse Town.

After getting off the bus, Benson walked towards the Sheffield Family's castle, asking for directions as he went.

Upon arriving at the castle gate and explaining his purpose, Benson was greeted and led to the Reception Hall.

Old Clayton, after Benson had just sat down, also entered the Reception Hall to fulfill his duties as butler and entertain the guest.