
"How dare you ?!" James was angry. "You dare to call my grandson unworthy ?!"
"Dad, please calm down," Mordred hugged her father. He was afraid that if the old man were to go all out, the Duchess' neck would be removed from her body.
The guards standing behind their master unsheathed the sword and stood between the two sides.
“Sorry, Lord Ainsworth,” replied Agatha with a light bow. “Although I have offended your family, I will not let my daughter marry your granddaughter. Even if it was determined by my husband's father. ”
"Where is that bastard?" James asked. “Bring him here! I want him to explain the reason why he backed out of our deal!”
"The old Duke went to explore the desert in the South" replied Agatha. "I'm afraid it's impossible to contact him at this point."
James laughs insultingly, “So. So, you took a chance as she went to break off this engagement. In short, he is unaware of your actions, am I right, Lady Agatha?
"Yes. The old duke was unaware of my actions, ”aku Agatha. His attitude made it clear that he would not back down. She was desperate to break the marriage treaty while her husband's father was away from the Netherlands.
"good. Goody. Nice one!" James glared at the woman in front of him. “Thinking that a little baroness would act like this after marrying a Duke. Really disappointing. So, does your husband also agree to this?”
“My husband has the same opinion.” Agatha raised her chin. “Duke of Griffith does not currently recognize this matchmaking. If you want to talk to him, please come to the Dukedom of Griffith. We will be happy to provide our hospitality to you.”
"Congraturity?" James sneered. “Whores like you and that bastard better wash your neck. You want me to come to your Netherlands? Alright, I will bring the Red Plague with me when I visit. I'd like to see how the two of you plan to give me your hospitality! ”
Agatha and the cold beauty, Eleanor, from the Misty Sect suddenly changed her expression. They looked at the old man in shock because they knew that he was very serious.
"What's wrong?" James said with disdain. "Fearful? Do you think you and your husband have the authority to break this agreement? As for you, Eleanor of the Misty Sect, it seems that you and the old lady in your Ice Mountain have a lot of free time. Do you want me to visit you too? I'm very curious, what kind of hospitality would you give this old man?
Agatha and Eleanor's expressions were extremely grim. Although the possibility of the Red Plague returning to their kingdom was low, they could not deny this possibility. Both of them could not afford the consequences if the old man made his threat come true.
"Grandfather, calm down." William patted his grandfather's arm. "You're being rude to our guests."
“You brat! I did this for you!” If there was no one else around, James would have already grabbed the little bastard and smacked his ass into oblivion.
"Don't worry grandpa, I'll handle this," William said with a smile. "Quiet down. I don't want you to have a heart attack. That's not worth it. Auntie, can you take grandfather to his room. I will take care of our guests for now. ”
Anna looked at her nephew with appreciation and nodded her head. “Dad, let's go. I'm sure William will be able to overcome this pest - I mean, our guests.”
James snorted and left the living room in a huff. Mordred sighed and gestured for her nephew to sit next to her.
Seeing that the dangerous situation had subsided, the four guards sheathed their weapons and stood behind their master.
"Alright, so you came here to break the marriage covenant." William nodded his head. "Can you tell me why?"
Agatha looked at the boy in front of her in surprise. The way he acted was not like a ten-year-old. Although he did not feel like he was talking to an adult, he still thought that the person leading the conversation was not a child.
“Ah, I understand.” William nodded his head. “Very understandable.”
“K-you agree?” Eleanor frowned. "You agree that you are not worthy to be my disciple?"
"Hmm? You're wrong." William shook his head. “I understand your reason, but I don't agree with that. However, since you came here to break the marriage agreement for this reason, you must have already made enough preparations, right?”
Agatha began to feel that the slovenly man before her was not as simple as it seemed. Her behavior, and the way she acted, made her feel that this marriage agreement was not a big deal to her.
"What do you mean make enough preparations?" ask Agatha.
“I mean, have you prepared your compensation?” William smiled. “Since you plan to break the marriage agreement, you should bring the appropriate compensation to make us agree to your request, right?”
Mordred who was listening to her nephew had a calm expression on her face. However, deep down, he was very worried. William had never acted this way in front of them before, and for a moment, he was unsure whether the boy sitting next to him was his true nephew or not.
"I saw." Agatha nodded her head. “You want compensation, right? All right, how much gold do you want?”
"Gold? I am not interested in gold,” replied William. "Do you think we are poor?"
'Yes, ' Agatha thought.
'You are poor, ' said Eleanor.
'Very poor.' Rebecca smiled.
"Actually, we're very poor." Mordred sighed in his heart, but said nothing. He needed to act as if gold was no big deal for him to support his nephew in the negotiations.
"Geez, where's our manners?" William placed his hand on his forehead as if he had completely forgotten something. “Aunt Helen, please serve tea to our guests. Here, use this special leaf I picked on the way home.”
William shamelessly plucked the leaves, and the grasses stuck to his clothes one by one. He did not even spare the leaves that fell on his head as he slept in the valley.
"As far as you are, young master," Helen, the family servant, picked up the leaves with a smile. He then proceeded to the kitchen to brew "special tea" for their guests.
“Do not worry, tea will be served soon.” William gave his guests a bright smile. “I want to show you all our hospitality.”
Mordred averted her gaze and coughed lightly. Although he was poor, he was not shy enough to serve tea made from the weeds that the Lont goats ate in the valley.
Agatha and Eleanor did their best to keep their disgust from appearing on their faces. They could not believe that William actually dared to serve tea made from weeds to them! This was a slap on their face and it made them angry.
Rebecca, on the other hand, looked at William amusedly. He did not care much about the marriage agreement and did not think too much about his fiancee. However, the more he looked at William, the more pleasing he was in his eyes.