Chapter 7
Why is that person here!
It looked a lot younger than I know, but that was definitely the Clerivan Pellet.
His tall stature, an upright attitude as if he had a cast on his waist, and his eyes with a raised edges.
In this Lombardy, few people can maintain such an uproar.
“What brought you here, Clerivan?”
My father was scratching his head as if he was a lot confused.
I would be like that, too. Clerivan Pellet was a very capable, but very busy person, overseeing the top of Lombardy.
At least in the future I know he was.
To the point, I can count on my two hands when I see Clerivan’s face properly while working with my grandfather.
Replace my grandfather to write most of the important reports.
“Can I go in?”
“Of course. Come in.”
My father is still waiting for Clerivan in the middle of the parlor, and I quickly pretended to pick up the book and read it.
I don’t know why.
I just thought I had to do that.
He fixed his gaze somewhere on the letters that filled the side of the book, and instead raised his ears.
As if conscious of me, Clerivan looked at my side and sat across from my father.
“What’s going on? If my father said something in a hurry…”
“Not so.”
“Then.”
Even though he was an employee of the same family, my father’s attitude was very different from his dealings with Dr. O’Malley.
That alone gave me a rough idea of the location of the Clerivan in the current family.
At least, it was clear that the son of Lulak was not a person who could do it at will.
Why did such a person visit my father?
“The reason I came to today is not with you Gallahan-nim, but with Florentia-nim.”
Huh?
I?
I endured all of my patience to not look there.
“You mean you came to see Florentia…?”
“Yes, that’s right.”
It seemed that I could feel the gaze of my father and Clerivan.
Somehow, my forehead was aching, but I flipped the bookshelf as if I was still reading.
“Then it must be about class.”
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Class?
What class?
Unlike me, who is still confused, my father halted his head.
“It hasn’t been confirmed yet. Today I’m here to talk to Florentia-nin for a while.”
“Yes, that’s right.”
Apart from understanding why Clerivan came today, my father seemed quite embarrassed, coughing a couple of times, and then call me.
“Tia, come here.”
“Yes.”
Like a kid who has been reading all the time, I screamed with a face that didn’t know anything.
Then I thought about where to sit for a moment and sat down on my father’s lap.
Because I am seven years old now.
If you’re a real seven-year-old, you’ll want to stick with your father as much as possible in a space with strangers.
As expected, my father lifted me and sat me on his knees.
Then there was a moment of silence.
To be precise, I and Clerivan faced each other and said nothing.
I just stared at Clerivan, who said he came to talk with me and didn’t say anything.
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It was because I couldn’t say hello first. After all, I didn’t know if I had met him before or not.
“…Indeed.”
After a while, he looked at me with his eyes and muttered an unknown word, bowing his head a little while he was sitting, and greeted me first.
“Good to see you, Florentia. I’m Clerivan Pellet.”
Thank God.
I haven’t met you before.
I bent my back with a sigh of relief inside.
“Hello, my name is Florentia Lombardy.”
My body stumbled as if I had bowed my head too politely to say hello to the real world of the future family as well as possible.
After all, the body of a child with a large head is very uncomfortable.
“Gallahan-nim. Can I talk to Florentia-nim for a moment, just two of us?”
The format was a question, but it wasn’t really asking my father’s consent.
In a word, He was told to go out.
“Tia. Clerivan-nim says you have a few things to ask. Dad will be in my room for a while.
My father gently stroked my hair and explained to me.
“Yeah.”
I expected to some extent, but I’m a little nervous about having to talk to Clerivan alone.
The sharp gaze that makes me open up with my head, chest, and stomach is also very burdensome.
I felt as if I was on the experiment table.
When the door of my father’s room closed, Clerivan stood up and brought something from there.
It was a book called that I was reading a while ago.
“Do you know what I am doing in Lombardy?”
Knowing that I’m not so nervous.
‘That’, what kind of job did Clerivan Pellet be in charge of when he was young?
I shook my head out loud.
“I’m teaching the younger heirs of the family who will lead this Lombardy in the future.”
Ah!
Class!
Now I understood the conversation between my father and Clerivan.
Since I was nine years old, I had been taking lessons from an education officer for a while.
But the teacher at that time wasn’t Clerivan.
Before that, did he move to another position?
Anyway, the ‘class’ that Clerivan refers to is a kind of successor class and was the first official evaluation platform for Lombardy’s children to climb.