As usual, Miss Lanty had been waiting there.

She was wearing a blue dress, which was a very light blue color, which was very compatible with Miss Lanti's quiet and elegant temperament. This simple and elegant long skirt was not decorated much, but was embroidered with a row of lace on the edge.

In Ruibo's opinion, this elegant lace just rightly embellishes a hint of youthfulness. Without this lace, it would be too deep.

Apparently Miss Lanty needs to go out today.

Rebow looked at Miss Lanti. Although Frera and Miss Lanti had similar beauty, Miss Lanti was dignified and elegant like a holy angel, looking at her expression peacefully and slightly shyly, as if a gentle and considerate wife was looking at her beloved husband - at least that was what Rebow thought, this was not comparable to that of Frera's lewd and shameless prostitute.

The morning sunshine, and all these wonderful things, restored Rebbo's original mood, and he felt that all the anger and desire, and the tyranny that could tear and destroy everything, were gone away from him and disappeared without a trace.

For him, the evil Rebow was only targeting Miss Frera, a shameless and slut, and for Miss Randy, he had only respect and love.

What's more, Miss Lanty is destined to be his wife.

Whether it is to continue the needs of the Medin family or to a legitimate name, the power of Sesieburg was transferred to the Medin family.

Ruibo is very grateful for Miss Meiding’s arrangement.

As usual, Rebow sat next to Miss Lanty and a maid brought the breakfast.

The breakfast consists of four oysters, and the dipping sauce made of honey and lemon is thick and coated on top of the oysters.

Although these things can be eaten in just a few bites, Ribo tried his best to delay breakfast, and it was always so wonderful to be able to spend time with Miss Lanty.

For some reason, Miss Lanti always had a look of wanting to speak at the dining table, but her shyness was obviously hard to say, making Ribo able to guess what Miss Lanti wanted to say?

This is not difficult to understand.

The door of Rebbo's bedroom was never closed, and Miss Frera's moans and begging must have reached Miss Randy's ears.

What's more, as an adult, Miss Lanty could never have known about the activities she and Frera had done.

As a lady who has been strictly educated since childhood, of course these things cannot be said.

"Miss Randy, are we going out today?" asked Ribo, who finally broke the extremely awkward atmosphere.

"Yes, today is a family celebration of the Tornam family, and they invite us to attend," Miss Lanti replied.

"Family Celebration?" Rebbo was puzzled. This was definitely a knowledge that Eckert had never taught him.

Miss Randy could obviously guess why Ribo was so surprised, which was originally a bit unique.

"Centuries ago, the Tornam family merged into the current family that is deeply influential in the south of Franx on this day. Legend has it that on that day, more than a dozen members of the Tornam family wore wedding dresses and formed an unbreakable alliance with their marriage." Miss Lanti explained in detail.

"Is it worth sacrificing your happiness for the sake of the family?" asked Ruibo.

This was originally something he could not understand.

After he had been in the upper social circle for a long time, he found that the only ones who truly pursued love were the Baroness Lonna and his nominal mother, Miss Lisa.

Most marriages must have more or less utilitarian purposes, and in many cases it is a combination of family interests.

Of course, like the great Baron Oneel, each of whom had many marriages needed, it is hard to imagine any love factor between the handsome Baron Oneel and the ugly, spoiled and arrogant Baroness Oneelel.

Miss Landy hesitated for a moment, obviously she had to think about it before answering this question.

But in the end she didn't find the exact answer.

Miss Landy said in a low tone: "Maybe this is the fate that a noble must bear. While gaining a rich life, one must also sacrifice to maintain his family. However, the marriage established to maintain the family is not just a sacrifice as you imagined. In most cases, it is still quite warm and emotional."

After saying this, Miss Lanti was shy and drooping her face, silently enjoying breakfast.

Ribo looked at Miss Lanti, and he wondered if Miss Lanti's words just now were describing herself, in her mind, the engagement with herself established for the needs of maintaining the family, could it be considered warm and emotional?

After breakfast, Rebe and Miss Lanty took a carriage to the Tornam family's not-so-looking mansion.

Sitting in the carriage, Miss Lanty worked hard for a long time before she plucked up the courage to ask quietly: "Ribo, I - I heard the inside of your room yesterday - it seemed different from usual - I heard Miss Frera's pleading, and even I, an outsider, had already softened my heart - but - but you seemed to - don't care about this at all - I'm blunt -Ribo, you seem to be a little cruel."

As she said the last sentence, a serious look flashed across Miss Lanty's face.

Rebow gently placed his hand on Miss Lanti's knee and stroked it gently, which was the skill Miss Frera taught him.

Although Ribo did not intend to use his beloved Miss Lanty, there was obviously no more effective way now.

Sure enough, Miss Lanty's solemn gaze softened.

"Miss Frera has been humiliating me. You don't know. She regards humiliating men as a pleasure, and trampling on other people's dignity as a pleasure. She is quite immersed in this game because there is no other way to give her enough excitement in her depraved and carnal life. I admit that yesterday I was indeed revenge on Miss Frera. I think I have the power to revenge because I am the object of Miss Frera's vicious humiliation. The most ironic thing is that the means I used to revenge Miss Frera was taught step by step. She was completely self-inflicted, and you don't need to sympathize with her." Ribo said disapprovingly.

"In your opinion, is Miss Frera such a woman? I feel uneasy about her descriptions. Maybe you didn't notice that Miss Frera has many shining advantages. Maybe you really need to understand Miss Frera, and you will find that it is not appropriate to describe her as depravity..." Miss Randy said softly.

"Okay, don't mention Miss Frera!" Rebow scolded Miss Lanti for the first time, but he immediately regretted it. Rebow felt that the tyranny had already taken root in his heart without knowing it. He was so panicked that he apologized to Miss Lanti repeatedly, begging her to forgive.

"Don't mention Miss Frera anymore?" Ruibo begged.

"Ribo, I really don't want you to be a cruel little tyrant, and your temperament does have the component of tyranny, you make people feel scared. In fact, you don't know that there are many people here who are quite afraid of you, and even Count Lavig is careful in front of you. Ruibo, you can have majesty, which is good, but don't let tyranny occupy your heart, treat Miss Frera so cruelly, there are many things you don't know, and one day you will regret it. Promise me, treat Miss Frera well." Miss Randy said softly, and her solemn tone was almost a plea.

"I will do as long as it is Miss Lanti's request." Rebbo agreed, "But let's stop discussing Miss Frera's affairs, okay? This topic has become a bit boring."

Miss Lanty heard Ribo say this and knew that her words did not touch the young man after all, so she sighed helplessly.

"What does the Tornam family celebration look like? Do I need to pay attention to?" Rebbo changed the topic.

"There is nothing special, but there may be one thing that will confuse you. In the Tornam family, celebrations are also a good opportunity for lovers to express love to each other. You once felt it difficult to understand the marriages formed between nobles to maintain the family. However, there can be free love within the Tornam family, because marriages within the family are originally conducive to enhancing cohesion. The Tornam family highly agrees with free love within the family." Miss Lanti explained.

Hearing Miss Lanty say this, Rebow felt a headache again, because this was also a topic he was quite reluctant to mention.

If you talk about Miss Frera's dignity will affect his dignity.

Then the entanglement with Miss Fanny made him feel ashamed.

Miss Fanny, and the gentle and quiet baron daughter, were really full of guilt for him. As time went on, as the lady regarded herself more and more as the sweetheart she loved, it became more difficult to relieve herself and was pressed into her heart.

What's more, Ribo really couldn't find any way to explain everything to Miss Fanny without hurting Miss Fanny.

I always want to cut off this relationship by that lady, obviously this is an extremely selfish idea.

But Miss Fanny said directly that she had never liked her, and that such a thing was something that Ribo could not do no matter what.

The sunshine outside is still so bright, and the streets of Serthburg are still so lively and busy.

The horse pulling the carriage was still briskly on the flat avenue of Serthburg, and the surrounding buildings were still magnificent.

But Ruibo no longer has the good mood he had in the morning.

Emotional troubles confuse his heart, and guilt and uneasiness are like double bitter medicine torture his heart.

Rebow sat quietly on the carriage, and he kept silent before arriving at the Tornam family mansion.

The Tornam family mansion still had the original simple and dilapidated appearance, but the forest was covered with various accessories, which were obviously quite light, and Ribo suspected that it was made of light wood. However, because the accessories were wrapped in bright satin, Ribo did not dare to be extremely sure of his speculation.

The jewelry hangs on the slender branches and sways and floats with the wind.

In addition to jewelry, silk ribbons and small bells are hung on the branches.

Therefore, a clear and pleasant ringtone sounded one after another in the woods.

Under each big tree are neatly stacked with gift boxes carefully wrapped in beautiful brocade. Large and small stacks are stacked there like pyramids.

To Rebow's surprise, the members of the Tornam family were busy in the woods, while the servants seemed quite leisurely.

Miss Randy whispered in Rebbo's ear: "This is the tradition of the Tornam family. On this special day of family celebration, in order to let every member of the family remember that he is a descendant of the Tornam family, therefore, during the period before the celebration, most of the work was personally taken care of by male members of the nobles, and the division of labor was entirely determined by the lottery. Interestingly, once, Viscount Tornam, the patriarch, was extremely unfortunate to get a job in the kitchen. As the most authoritative person of the Tornam family, Lord Viscount had to work in the cook for an afternoon of peeling potato skins and cutting onions under the command of the cook. From then on, Lord Viscount hated potatoes and onions, which is a well-known interesting thing in Serthborough."

Getting off the carriage, Rebe was immediately greeted with warmth, but he was greeted by a young man who was not much older than him. Obviously, he had won a very lucky draw.

Ruibo talked a few casually with the boy. He really hoped to find a companion who was about the same age as him. After all, it was a bit boring to deal with old men like the earls, viscounts, barons, etc., and although the ladies were about the same age as them, they were with them. Ruibo felt like he was being watched by those girls, and that feeling was terrible.

Facing such a big shot, the boy was obviously too reserved.

Because compared to Ruibo, the young man thought about how old he was.

But in terms of talent and knowledge, the boy was full of inferiority.

In his opinion, he was simply incomparable to the little lord.

What's more, the reputation of the Little Lord as a perfectionist also made the young man feel fearful and afraid that his temporary mistakes would bring a bad impression on the Little Lord, which would be a great sin.

The young man had heard his father mention several times that when he met the little lord, although he had been careful, trembling and had already made sufficient preparations in advance, he was still discovered by the little lord that some incompleteness were not perfect. Although when the little lord corrected him for his mistakes, he did not scold him for his sake because he was a member of the Tornam family, he still made him sweat.

Even if my father is like this, how could that young man be able to handle it easily?

Of course, Ruibo could guess the reason for the boy's restraint.

Rebow thought it would be better to visit Viscount Tornam, and even peeling potato skins or onions in the kitchen with him was much better than facing a cautious boy here.

"Where is the leader of the clan? I want to go and visit him first." Ruibo said sincerely.

He never forgot what Eckert once taught him - compared to the content of his words, sometimes the tone of his speech is more important than the content.

"This - this -" the boy looked like he wanted to say something. Obviously he was embarrassed to say something, but looking at his expression of suppressing his smile, Viscount Tornam's luck this time was obviously not very good. After holding it in for a while, the boy finally said: "He is cleaning the toilet, maybe, it may not be convenient to see you."

After saying this, the young man obviously couldn't help it anymore. He wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh. This was a very hard thing.

Rebow quickly turned his body and pretended to look around, as if he was enjoying the arrangement in the hall. Miss Lanti also gently covered her face with the feather folding fan in her hand. Obviously, there was an expression behind the fan that was not suitable for display after hearing the news.

"Well-------Well--When will Viscount Tornam be free? Will he work for a long time?" Ribo asked seriously, but he didn't even know that he really wanted to know the answer to the question, or did he want to figure out how long the Viscount's suffering will last, or was it simply a joke, a harmless prank.

"This - Lord Lord, you should know that we are a big family, a huge family with a large population..." the young man explained nervously.

After hearing what he said, Ribo certainly understood that this workload was not much easier than peeling potato skins and peeling onions.

I wonder if this time, Lord Viscount will feel disgusted with the toilet and the toilet. That would be a pretty bad thing. Unlike potatoes and onions, the toilet is an unselectable thing.

Or Lord Viscount will use his authority as the patriarch to cross out the toilet in the lottery forever from the list.

This will at least be a great contribution to the descendants of the Tornam family.

"So is Baron Henred here?" Ribo asked.

"The Baron may be cutting potatoes and chopping onions." The boy said. Baron Henred was obviously far less prestigious than the patriarch in the mind of the boy, so he showed a clear smile on his face.

Rebow couldn't help laughing, but compared to the clan leader, Baron Henred's work is obviously much more elegant.
To be continued...