the Arrival of the Viscount

"Shit!" over a hill a curse was heard from a black-haired boy.

He wasn't good looking but you can't say he was ugly either, just a normal average guy. He had a pair of sky blue eyes, short obsidian hair, he's a normal looking face.

"What a boring and shitty life I have." The boy who was speaking was dressed in the simple clothes of an ordinary peasant.

At this moment he was sitting on top of a small hill looking at the view that lays before it.

"Ahhhhh I think it's time to go, the break must be over, I should relieve Jeff." The boy got up and with a modest step he walked towards the workplace.

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What did Mrs. Meredith say? Today there will be a visit to our village by the Viscount, probably the Baron will feel a certain displeasure for his visit. After all, that slimy viscount's reputation is no secret.

"Darion, you're finally here, you extended your break again, you should have been here five minutes ago, brother."

"Brother, you know that the nature that surrounds us always makes me get lost in my thoughts, and it always ends up that I don't know how to calculate time."

"Nature? But what kind of nature are you talking about if our country is in the middle of the plain, the only trace of nature is miles away."

He's not entirely wrong, after all we are a heavily agricultural village, our forte is growing grain and raising cattle, but we still have a lot of green prairie.

"That's not to say our beautiful weed isn't to be admired." Oh come on Jeff, how much does five extra minutes of work cost you? After all, the hostler is too busy taking care of the mansion's horses.

"*Sigh* do as you please, it just means it takes me another five minutes, hihihih." Damn Jeff, this is a dirty trick, but I can take it.

"Brother you are free to do what you want, however from your calm tone you have, the viscount is yet to come, right?" I don't see sumptuous carriages or a squad of soldiers to escort the nobles.

"Yes, Aldo is finishing arranging the saddles for the horses that will be ridden by the baron and the viscount. While I was arranging the environment in the stable, and that's what you'll have to do." Jeff walks past me and pats me on the shoulder.

Out of curiosity I looked at the difference between me and Jeff, he had short light brown hair and green eyes. But we're almost the same height and build, even though he's fifteen and I'm fourteen.

"Leave it to me, I'll keep everything under control." I beat my chest with my fist, inflating it.

"This is Aldo's job, not yours. What you have to do is work in silence." How boring, all we do is fix the stables and take care of the horses in the villa.

Jeff goes to the place where he will spend the break "It's time to get to work." I begin to arrange the tools and the hay that surrounds them.

'Who knows what Gilberta is doing right now.' As I begin to arrange the tools and the hay around the stable, I think of the baron's daughter.

He's the same age as me but very talented at fencing. And for this she is the pride of the Baron, but also of her country, everyone admires and praises her, myself included. If I remember correctly, in a few weeks, he will have to leave for the city of Estern to enter the academy of swordsmen who will have to serve the kingdom in the future. The Baron is very happy about this, because it is rare that a son of a simple Baron can have that kind of talent, they are always better than the common people, but they cannot compete even with nobles like Counts or Marquises, let alone Dukes.

"Eh I'm just a simple humble groom's apprentice. Why wasn't I born with noble lineage or even high talent?" Well, it's no use thinking about how boring my life is.

"Darion, did Jeff go on break?" a familiar voice calls me from behind, I turn around and see Aldo, knowing this old man he will have already finished his job.

"Yes, Aldo, I relieved him. But why are you asking me? Do you need something?" curious I look at the man who was in his fifties, and you could already see some white tufts in his hair of the same color as mine.

"The viscount arrives, and the baron wants all the servants to be ready to welcome him outside the main entrance of the building, please call him, then he can take a break." I don't understand the sense that in addition to the baron's family, all the servants must also welcome the nobleman in front of the mansion, aren't maids and butlers enough to do this?

"Alright Aldo, I'll go find Jeff." I go to the place where Jeff was resting, while Aldo goes back to where he came from.

After calling Jeff, to his discontent since this viscount has arrived during his break, we head to the front of the mansion.

Most of the servants were already waiting for us, including Aldo. There are butlers, maids, gardeners, even cooks. 'Won't that be a bit too much?' but that's none of my business.

"Aldo why do we all have to be present?" But next to me Jeff asks this question to Aldo.

"Viscount Limosa is a very vain noble of himself, he claims that he is due all the attention he deserves, both from the baron's family and among us commoners. If that doesn't happen, he will complain to the baron, and the latter wants avoid such a nuisance." In short, he is the classic noble full of himself, or maybe even more.

"I understand... or here the baron is his family." Jeff points to the mansion entrance which opens. A handsome man comes out of it, even if he is about to turn forty. He has shoulder-length dark brown hair, sharp hazel eyes, and a serious but calm expression. Behind him follows his wife, namely Baroness Linda, in my opinion a beautiful milf with curvy body, her breasts I think are in the E cup category, juicy butt swaying left and right, beautiful face with black eyes. And finally, some flowing black hair that ends just above the butt.

Unlike the baron, his face was serene and kind. This kindness not only showed in her face, but was also of her character, and showed it even in her gestures. So much so that her villagers nicknamed her "The Kind Baroness"

Not that the baron was outdone, but given his position and most likely also the education received, he had to maintain a certain appearance towards the masses.

'And then I owe it to him that I'm still here, he's not an orphan in the middle of the city streets, waiting to die of hunger and thirst.'

And behind the two of them is her, Gilberta. She is as beautiful as ever, even though she is only fourteen. Ed is a younger version of the Baroness, but her eyes were the same color as her father's, which were hazel. Instead, her hair was the same color as her mother's, but fell just below her shoulders. She had a graceful and elegant gait, on her side she had the scabbard with the sword inside. She had the same expression as her father, she is serious and sharp, and I am amazed that she still has hers on her head, a white clover-shaped clip. 'She hasn't thrown it away after all this time...at least she cares.'

I remember making it to him when we were only six years old, a merchant visited our village as soon as we approached his stall, he fell in love with that clover immediately, I still remember the stars in his eyes when he saw that item, so I decided to buy it as a gift the next day. 'She had such a happy expression at the time…an expression I haven't seen in a long time.'

The noble family was followed by the master of the room, or the one who coordinates the servants of the building and the closest collaborator of the baron. An older gentleman in his 60s, but who still had a straight gait is cool. But time spares no one, his hair reached his shoulders and was completely white. He had gray pupils, a trimmed mustache, a serious expression, as one would expect from a man in his position. Josh has been in the service of the noble family since the baron's grandfather was in command, he has been headwaiter for at least thirty years and it shows how diligently he works.

"The viscount has arrived!" An announcement is made from the gate of the villa. The baron and his family position themselves in front of the servants, at that moment Gilberta glances at me but she immediately returns to observe the gate.

"Bro I'm sorry for your situation, but how can you pretend it could have ended well? After all, she is a noble and we are simple commoners." Jeff notices Gilberta's gaze and gives me a comforting pat on her shoulder.

"Thanks brother, you know just how to cheer me up." She glares at him.

"You two silence, the viscount is coming." Aldo who is at my side admonishes us.

'Let's see this slimy viscount.' a good-looking carriage passes through the gate opened by the servants, pushed by two horses whipped by the coachman. Following the carriage, a dozen soldiers in gray armor, galloping behind it.