Feelings - Curtain tassels that are not straightened out, dinner plates that are not symmetrical, and table lines that are a little crooked. He especially disliked Oswald because there was nothing about the wretched boy who behaved according to the rules.
He said he was a housekeeper, but actually Ian was more like a rigid and hard-to-serve teacher. His life's work was to stroke Oswald from his hair to his heels, twisting it into a straight line.
The abnormal growth environment caused Oswald to enter the rebellious period early, which probably stems from energy, just like kicking the hoof harder, it is easier to attract attention. It's a pity that he didn't get the attention of the elders of the family, but got the training of Kevin.
Kevin was found by Ian. Because the picky old housekeeper discovered that the eight-year-old Oswald was no longer something he could handle.
"Hello, little guy, I'm Kevin Fassbender, and I'm in charge of teaching you swordsmanship and fighting from today." This is what Kevin said when he appeared in front of Oswald for the first time.
At that time, Kevin seemed to be only seventeen or eighteen years old, in the transitional period between a teenager and an adult. He was wearing the uniform of the Reserve Corps, with a narrow waist and narrow legs, like a saber in a sheath.
Although His Excellency Saber was sitting at the refreshment table, with his legs crossed and eating shortbread, his posture was relaxed and not serious. But it is undeniable that Oswald's first impression of him was very good.
Young boys always have an inexplicable yearning and admiration for those big boys who look sharp and calm.
Kevin patted the shortbread crumbs off his hands, and rolled his eyes, "I heard that you hate being patted on the top of your head. Coincidentally, I don't like it either." He stood up and took two steps forward, then He bent down, stretched out a hand, and said with a smile, "I hope I won't annoy you."
His fingers were long and clean, as good-looking as he looked.
The eight-year-old Oswald hadn't fully woken up from the sleepiness of his nap, stared at the hand for a while, and then reached out to hold it.
With a young master's face, he said, "I don't hate you." He quite liked it.
In the shade of the tree, the spring spotted bird chirped, and Oswald woke up.
He sat on the wide bed and squeezed the space between his eyebrows. Hearing the muffled thunder outside, he suddenly lost interest in continuing to sleep, so he simply pulled on a piece of clothing and put it on, and strode out the door.
It was still dawn, and it was pouring rain outside.
He waved at the night guard in the corridor, gesturing not to follow, then walked around the corner and walked to the door of the study.
The study door was wide open, and the people inside were lying on their stomachs, lying on the table and had already fallen unconscious.
Oswald: "..."
He simply folded his arms and leaned against the door, waiting all day long, trying to see when Fassbinder would notice his arrival.
Probably because the scene in the dream just now was too gentle and peaceful, Oswald rarely lost his anger and seemed extra patient.
It's a pity that Kevin didn't know why he slept very deeply, and he didn't have the slightest intention of waking up.
Oswald listened to the sound of the rainstorm outside the corridor, looked at him for a while, and finally straightened his body and walked into the study.
Kevin rested his face sideways on his left arm, with his right hand resting on the open code, a stack of parchment was pressed under the code, and a pen rested on the edge, the tip of the pen rubbed several spots of ink on the paper, Very messy.
Oswald squinted at Kevin for a while, then raised his hand to remove his right paw on the code, and put the code aside, revealing the paper underneath.
Sure enough, not a single word was copied!
But the paper is not blank, there is everything except no words.
His Excellency Kevin Fassbender sat in the solemn study room, and drew a bunch of monsters and ghosts on the fine parchment with the emperor Jingui's pen.
Oswald was fortunate enough to see Kevin's painting skills a few times back then. With his extraordinary imagination and understanding of Kevin, he guessed that there were mountain rabbits fatter than pigs and giant armor uglier than bastards on the paper. Turtles, lions with stupid bear faces, plucked vultures, chicken-like black eagles...
There is also a huge cross drawn next to it, which vividly expresses a word-beasts are inferior.
Oswald: "..."
This complaint is most likely directed at him, after all, it is really not humanly possible to punish him for copying the code a hundred times.
He squinted at Kevin, pulled out the piece of parchment angrily, and was about to use a pen to write "read it, add a penalty", when he found that Kevin had also drawn something on the parchment below.
It should be a human face, the two eyes are drawn one big and one small, very asymmetrical, and there is a nose with a jagged line in the middle. There's a bunch of mess next to it