In This Life, I Will Be The Lord Chapter 12

Chapter 12

Alpheo began to gain fame when I just started working with my grandfather.

There were countless artists sponsored by Lombardy, but Alpheo was special.

It was at the late age of thirty that he began to work in earnest.

Unlike other Lombardy artists, who are usually excavated at a young age and nurtured in greenhouses, Alpheo was originally a carpenter.

It is also the third generation carpenter working in Lombardy after his grandfather and father.

So when my grandfather heard the news from Alpheo, he felt very sorry.

It would have been nice if we could have sponsored such talent earlier and created a good working environment.

But Alpheo didn't care about that.

Rather, he was very grateful to Lombardy for supporting him, even late, and presented his first official work to the family.

The t.i.tle of the work is 'World Tree'.

It was a gigantic-sized piece of wood that embodies the Lombardy pattern, the World Tree.

It was a masterpiece of carving several trees separately and putting them together into one.

And with that work, Alpheo quickly became an artist renowned throughout the empire.

"But how do I find him?"

It was midday, so most of the people were working in the mansion, it was a busy residential area for employees, but it was just dead.

Should I go from house to house and ask if he doesn't know Alpheo?

"What is that?"

"It looks amazing!"

Oh, and it turns out you've forgotten them.

The twins were running around like kids at the toy corner, marveling at the things they saw for the first time.

"Gilliu! Mayron! Don't go crazy!"

I shouted, but the two didn't even pretend to hear it.

"Wow! Here's water!"

"I guess you're scooping it up with this gourd!"

"Let's float the water too!"

Oh, that's a bit dangerous.

Gilliu and Mayron, who were wondering whether they were seeing the well for the first time, were installing them saying that they would pump up water with a gourd.

It's 11-years-old, so it's bigger than me, but it was well made to fit the height of an adult.

It seemed dangerous to seeing them rumbling with their hands.

"Hey! You guys come down!"

But my legs were short, and the twins acted needlessly fast.

"Wow!"

Mayron's body leaned to take out the gourds from the well, staggered for a moment, and then leaned down.

As it is, Mayron falls into the well.

"No!"

I shouted out loud and reached out, but it was useless.

But then.

"What, you guys!"

A big hand approached, grabbed Mayron's back, and pulled it up.

Then, with the other hand, he also grabbed Gilliu's torso.

"It's dangerous to play at the well!"

The low voice that had pa.s.sed the transformer screamed out of anger.

The twins, one on each side of the sleepy person, struggled to escape, but it wasn't easy.

"Huh! Heo! Hey! Why are you trying to crawl into the well!"

I shouted at the two of them, breathing full of excitement to the end of my chin.

And I looked at the person who saved the twins.

I have to say thank you.

It was the moment when I saw the face of a young teenager who was frowning as if he was as surprised as I was in a dangerous situation.

"Huh? Huh!"

The face is ripe in the eyes.

Red hair with noses full of freckles and taller than others.

16-year-old Alpheo Jean was standing in front of me.

"Hmm!"

Let's stay calm, calm down.

I coughed to clear up my excitement and said to the young man Alpheo.

"Hey, would you like to put those two down?"

Alpheo looked down at me and soon put the twins down.

"Who are you? These are the faces I've never seen before."

Yes, that's the first time you'll see it.

I replied with a bright smile.

"My name is Florentia, this is Gilliu, and this is Mayron."

Kindly pointed them to one by one and introduced them.

But instead of saying his name, Alpheo frowned at me and glanced at the twins.

The name seemed familiar to his ears.

Then, when he saw our cla.s.sy clothes, his eyes trembled.

"Well, no way"

It seemed to me, he realized that the three of us were Lombardy's direct bloodlines.

You can't put a sense of distance from the beginning.

I deliberately said with a brighter smile.

"I'm sorry for making the fuss."

"Sin, I'm sorry, My Lady! Sorry, Masters! I, I don't know!"

"No, I'm not trying to get an apology......."

I tried to fix it later, but Alpheo took off the hat he was wearing and repeatedly said sorry.

It doesn't seem like the people in my family treat their employees so harshly.

Seeing that his face turned red to his neck, it seemed to be Alpheo's personality.

Well, Alpheo Jane, who was just over thirty years old, was also an innocent and pure person.

"No. These are the twins wrong?"

"But...... ."

"By the way, what's your name?"

"I am Alpheo."

Again, I was right.

"Hey, Alpheo. I'm sorry, can I get a bucket of water from the well?"

At my request, Alpheo was a little embarra.s.sed but silently poured water.

"The two playing with that water. Don't do anything dangerous."

Playing with a gourd of water.

It might sound strange.

However, the eleven-year-old twins sat down in front of a wooden log, just as I said, and frolicking in the water.

Now, the disturber is also gone, so let's bring out the main argument.

"My father's name is Gallahan. You know?"

"Oh, yes."

"So, I have a request."

It was a very strange logical connection, but fortunately, Alpheo didn't seem to notice.

"I heard from someone, and Alpheo is good at sculpting?"

"Well, that....... It's just about selling children's toys by carving them out of wood. I'm not good at...... ."

"Wow, you're already making money with pieces! You're an expert!"

Praise makes the whale dance too.

As he rubbed his greased hair of him in a fuss, I could see Alpheo's face, who was overly nervous before, was loosened a lot now.

"If you have a picture, can you sculpt a person's face? I have a tree to use."

Alpheo hesitated a little when I showed it by hand that it was this size.

"A person's face is a little difficult, so..."

Is there still a bunch of pieces up to that level?

I got a little nervous.

"I have had my family's faces carved before."

Oh, that's good.

"But... ... ."

Why again?

I couldn't stand it and ask.

"Then it takes a long time?"

It's a big deal, then I can't.

The time Clerivan gave was only a week or so.

"But it's a holiday from my job. In about four days..."

No, I listened to what he said and relieved?

I was happy and held Alpheo's hand tightly with both hands. And I put the grandmother's portrait drawn by my father in his hand.

"I'll take care of your labor expenses!"

It was Alpheo Jean's childhood work, so it would be difficult to convert it into money, but I thought it would take a portion of the sale price.

"No need, that's okay!"

"No! It's a work that Alpheo got through his efforts? It's better to get paid for it!"

As I spoke firmly, Alpheo thought for a moment and immediately nodded.

"I'll be nice to you. Whatever what you want or something!"

"...I'll do my best."

Alpheo said with a firm face.

I was relieved by the trustworthy appearance.

Now I don't have to worry about cla.s.s a.s.signments.

I left it in the hands of Alpheo Jean.

"Oh, but I forgot one thing."

"What is?"

"The log you're going to use. Alpheo has to take it. It's too heavy for me."

"Ah......."

I'm sorry, but the delivery is self-explanatory.

* * *

After leaving the sculpture to Alpheo, I had nothing to do for about two days.

All that was left was waiting, so I spent time watching my father making a book or going out to play in the garden on a good day.

The twins came to play this morning, but I sent it back saying no.

The two were grim at my sword-like rejection.

But I have an unfortunate feeling that they will come again tomorrow.

"Tia! Dad has finally finished the book!"

As there are already a few books written in this way, my father cried out as if he was still happy.

"Wow!"

So I cheered together, raising my short arms as a child.

"Oh, our cute Tia."

My father stroked my hair with a happy smile.

"Show me the book that father wrote!"

I was curious about the book that was completed by saving time to sleep and immersing myself in drawing one by one, then transcribing it.

"After all, you are like me and like books. Okay, let's see it as we pa.s.s one by one from in front of us."

My dad sat me on his lap and held the book with a period in his hand.

It was unique in being thinner and larger than other common books.

In case the paper was damaged, I carefully opened the cover.

By the way.

"What?"

When I turned over the first page of the book, I saw my name written in my father's handwriting in the margin that appeared.

[Always waiting for the day to match Tia's first debut dress, my dear daughter.]6

It was a sentence written by pressing one letter and one letter.

"This book was written to show my Tia later when she was old enough to be interested in Dress."

Said my father, kissing my head.

"It's not in-depth, but you'll know what dress was popular from generation to generation in the Lambrew Empire. Originally, fas.h.i.+on is spinning around."

I couldn't say anything.

Every time I flipped over the bookshelf, I felt more upset and upset.

As my father said, this book was made only for me.

Small letters were written around the pictures of dresses of different shapes that were skillfully drawn to fill one side.

[If Tia who is smaller than her age now is taller in the future, it will fit well.]

[This costume seems to be able to make Tia's pupils stand out by using the green carpet.]

"Usually, your mother will take care of the debutant dress, but your dad will take care of it more clearly! Don't worry, okay?"1

Originally, I didn't have a debut.

It was because I was half a commoner, and no banquet called me, which was the same as an existence in the family, and I, was more busy improving the library I was given rather than making my social debut.

I covered the book that had pa.s.sed to the end and held it in my arms.

Perhaps even in my previous life, my father wrote this book for me.

For the day when you will pick out my dress with your own hands.

"Do you like the book?"

"Yes, very much."

My father pulled me holding the book and hugged me tightly.

"I hope that the day when our Tia grows up quickly, but I hope that will come slowly."

"Dad."

"Huh?"

"Should you choose my dress later?"

"Then! Let's open this book and carefully select it, Tia."

This time, I hope my father can see my debut.1

May I take my hand and go to the banquet together.

I also hugged my father.

Dagdak, dagdak.

I heard the sound of a horse's hoof approaching from a distance through the open window.

Lifting my head in my father's arms, I quickly ran to the window.

A wagon with a flag at the top of Durak was coming into the house.

Unlike the last time, when I was short-lived, I saw another large wagon following the wagon where traders were riding.

Finally came!

I quickly put the book on the shelf and pulled my father's hand and said.

"Dad! Let's go for a walk in our garden! Come on!"

"Sudden hurry. Did you want to go that way?"

"Yes! So hurry up!"

My father continued to laugh at what was so good, even though he was reluctantly dragged into my hand.

But as I was going slowly like this, I felt like I would miss the time, so I let go of my father's hand and cried out.

"I'm going to run! If you don't follow me quickly, you might miss me!"

"T, Tia! Don't fall!"

I smiled of conversion as I saw my startled dad start running after me.

Now is the time to give my father a solid footing!