"Empty fame is no use to me."
Since they had come this far, Annan decided to bring up the matter he had planned to raise tomorrow. "So I have my doubts about calling Blackwatch careless. But saying they colluded with Chaos... Impossible!"
"They're heroes of the Empire. I can't stand by and watch them survive Chaos only to be killed by their own people. That's why I'm here—to investigate the Empire!"
"I'm doing the right thing, aren't I, Old Ancestor?"
What could the Old Ancestor do but indulge him? "I support little Annan. Outsiders laugh at us for being Barbarians. We mustn't agree with them."
With the Old Ancestor behind him, Annan felt much bolder. He stepped behind her and began pushing her Wheelchair.
Seeing Annan take over her job, Olin said nothing and let him take the Old Ancestor back to her Bedroom to rest.
"Get some good rest."
"I will. You have a good dream too, little Annan."
After watching the Head Maid escort the Old Ancestor inside and come back out, he pointed to the door next to hers. "Is that Olin's room?"
"Young Master Annan, that's the servants' Lounge."
"Then where's Olin's room?"
"Uh, Young Master Annan, Miss Olin lives downstairs..." The Head Maid looked uncomfortable, but she told him the truth.
"I don't mean anything by it. I just want to be closer to the Old Ancestor. I'll sleep here tonight!" He pointed to the servants' Lounge next door.
"You can't do that. The Lounge is tiny..."
"That's fine. A smaller room feels safer to sleep in. Back when I had nothing, I slept in haystacks and attics..."
"Then I'll get you fresh bedding. Please wait a moment, Young Master Annan." The Head Maid left.
Annan opened the Lounge door. It was a little cramped,