Reader: Dairdre
Chapter 20—Report of toxins

A ministry has been waiting for Arch in front of the room Emilia (Mother Arch) where the room is also the place of daily life he does daily activities.

Arch is allowed to enter. It felt so nervous when he only needed to give a report.

Emilia had been waiting casually and there were two cups of tea on the table. The charismatic face of a woman so different makes Arch feel his mother is very serious now.

The servant beside Emilia directly poured tea after the move waved from Emilia. Blyhte, so the call that Emilia often uttered as proof of the maid's name.

As with Emilia, the ministry showed a flat expression that was like a robot.

"How are you, I'm sure time doesn't have to be wasted"

Judging from the tea that was no longer smoky and when Arch touched a little, the temperature of the tea was not hot at all.

The tea must have been prepared longer until now not replaced. Was that intentional? By letting the tea not be replaced usually the person shows that he has been waiting for a long time.

It was just a light task why it was so long ago that was what Emilia thought of Arch.

Arch regulate breath as normally as possible. Well, even though he still wants to get out of the room quickly.

Better to face his father than his mother. Emilia has a beautiful face well groomed because for a noble appearance must be very considered, because at least if intelligence is not supportive then it can be replaced with a pleasant appearance in view.

Long black hair past the shoulders, yellow eyes like yellow sapphires, natural but beautiful lip color.

Bahkan ibu Arch pernah dipanggil sebagai malaikat di tempat gelap, karena betapa menawannya dia hingga banyak pria yang menyukai.

After marriage with Branch whose good looks can also trigger a conflict, where noble women and even princesses from neighboring kingdoms compete to attract attention to Branch, who is interested, but their hopes were dashed when Branch had been betrothed by the Fardopelis family who had established relationships from previous generations through political relationships and at the same time the first ancestor of the two families did a kind of symbiotic mutualism.

Emilia has been trained to be a wife who must be able to embrace the burden even if only partially. The small thing and the percentage of income, Emilia set.

Exactly six years old, Emilia received all the lessons especially about ethics. It is impossible to eat with your hands in front of guests who, of course, have a high judgment of ethics.

Even to hold a glass there is ethics.

The glass will be full if it continues to be filled, but what about knowledge? Knowledge has no limits.

The filled glass will also be empty again if the water is moved or emptied it means it does not leave any traces, in contrast to the knowledge that has been learned or received. Nothing in vain about that.

Knowledge has a beginning, but there is no end to knowledge. As deep as a person learns it is not the end he encounters but the opening of a new perspective and knowledge can be the key to life. Ethics also includes knowledge, moral knowledge.

"There's a little hitch."

Arch attached a paper that was already filled with writing about night poison. Emilia read and after the review, Emilia said "Curtainly." Even though the voice was very small, it was clear.

"Organization! Ah, having an enemy is really uncomfortable."

The soft tone of the words really made Arch want to say "I feel sorry for them" Although in the end it was not said. The atmosphere returned awkward between the mother and the child.

"So what steps have been taken?"

"Yes, mom. I'll clean up this organization, but can they be handed over to me. Some experiments I'm going to do and that requires a test rat as an experiment. I don't want to wear an artificial Cerberus whose results don't match expectations."

"Why? Cerberus is superior. In terms of endurance they are superior to the average human, even though it is only artificial (fake)."

"That's where the problem lies. No fun using strong materials. Every now and then I want to see the effects of wearing fragile materials."

"Thank you, mother. Has agreed to your son's request" Arch got up and bowed to leave the room. Emilia who was looking at Arch like she was busy with other affairs asked.

"Rest! Where are you going, Arch?"

"I have to take care of my problems quickly. Delaying longer won't result in more profits."

Arch out of the room. After it was confirmed that he was far away from Emilia's room, Arch's legs slowly bent until he fell. Arch rubbed his forehead, the pressure in the room was very heavy for him to linger there.

There was still some time left until he left. Arch decided to go to the flower garden behind the courtyard. Arch was sitting on a chair, a few servants approached the Arch.

"Does the young master need anything?" ministry asks while bowing.

"Bring me some strawberry pancakes in chocolate sauce. Oh don't forget to bring strawberry juice too, yeah!"

"Okay, young master. I'll be right back."

Arch waited, his face immediately wrinkled to see someone approaching him. That appearance was none other than the person Arch really wanted to meet. Bertal, wearing a white shirt, also he was without permission sitting in front of the Arch. The servants were astonished and there were some of them who made shocked expressions. Simultaneously, the food that Arch had requested had come, then placed it on the table.

The smell of strawberry pancakes drenched in chocolate sauce made Arch eager to eat it soon. Not to mention the fresh looking strawberry juice mixed with ice cubes. Ice cubes were obtained from Galen. Arch took a spoon and started eating the pancakes, one spoon made Arch's mouth feel comfortable over the taste he liked the most.

She recalled that when someone gave her strawberry pancakes, she first thought "Did she think I was a kid, huh?" It turned out that it was precisely the taste that he favored the most. And until he became Arch, strawberry flavor became the number one most liked.

"Hahaha, I'm surprised. You can make a happy expression when eating pancakes. Is not usually the taste of strawberries only liked by the Lady only. Oh, I'm sorry about that."

"If you're talking behind my back, then you're appreciative enough of me not to act in front of me."

"Why am I talking behind your back? I just want you to hear what I'm saying. Surely your life is very lucky, born in a noble family. Work or whatever has to be done by someone like me. Ah, it feels like exchanging fortunes I would love to."

"Bertal, did you forget who was in front of you? You must not be stupid?"

Bertal was wide for a while, then he smiled and put a hand on his cheek.

"Oh, of course. What yes? Ah, young master. I see, I was told to call you young master. Well, I'll call like that later. Cih, I still have business."

Bertal left without greeting or bowing his body. His treatment made Arch clasp the glass until it broke.

CRAKKKK

The servants just retreated a little bit away. Arch just realized that he was being seen by the servants. Arch apologized for scaring them.

"No, it's okay, young master. We'll clean it up, are you hurt?" One of the servants asked.

"It's just a small wound. I'll treat later. Then, aunt. Sorry to bother you."

"Yes, young master. I hope you treat the wound on your hand!"

Arch get out of there. The waiters cleaned the broken glass until it wiped clean.

Arch bit his thumb.

My strawberry juice, being upset made me break the glass containing my favorite strawberry juice. I have to hold back this upset longer. Watch out for you, damn it.