"Ah! If I hadn't gotten mixed up with that guy Dubois in the first place, I'd definitely still be a righteous young gentleman, a moral exemplar just like in my previous life. How could I have turned into such a bastard?!"
Yes, exactly!
He was the one who influenced me.
It was all Dubois's fault!
The villa at 7 Rose Street.
The next morning, when Edward reached the second floor and saw the servants and slaves busy with their respective duties, he felt as though a lifetime had passed. From now on, does this mean I've truly put down roots in this past era?
Then, two hundred years in the future, will the Sparrow Family still exist, and what state will it be in?
No!
As soon as I find Lilith, I'll take her into secluded retirement and keep a low profile until time catches up with the future.
But... in the established future, Lilith made a high-profile appearance, even storming into the Astral World to find Cheek... If I really found Lilith, how could I allow...
Edward cut off his thoughts in time. He had better focus on what was in front of him first!
"Yes, yes, there. Trim that spot a little more."
"That painting is too ugly. Replace it with a Girl Bathing... a Girl on an Outing painting."
"Endili, when you cook from now on, sorry for the trouble, but please make a separate special drink for us. I'll give you the recipe later. It's not that I want special treatment, okay? If we go too long without that drink, my brother and I... will have health problems."
"Rallard, stop grinning like an idiot at that lousy suit of yours. You're Mr. Sparrow's personal valet. It's past ten, and he's still not up. Shouldn't you