"study?"
Justin was slightly taken aback after hearing this order.
Then he simply agreed: "Okay, my lord. Please come with me..."
Justin remembered that there should indeed be some things in Lord Viscount's study that should not be shown to outsiders.
Although he himself was not banned from the study, Justin never sneaked in.
This is the manifestation of his wisdom.
—The more you know, the sooner you die.
He's just a part-time job anyway, and his main purpose is to stay here for food. Justin knew in his heart that those who like to inquire about the secrets of their employers will die inexplicably at some point.
So Justin never asked much about other things.
This will gradually improve his reputation. After he leaves from Viscount Barbour, it will be convenient for him to find another family with a letter of recommendation...
Oh yes.
This is not Don Juan Geraint, but a member of Duke Winter's family.
Maybe they were originally a gang. Or it just came to an agreement.
And, take a step back.
Even if Duke Winter really has some unfavorable thoughts on Lord Viscount... Could Justin still rush forward to protect Lord Viscount
Then backhanded and sold by that old bastard
Justin is not stupid.
Alvin Barber was not his master, but his boss. He pays to take care of the food, and kills or persuades the Transcendents who invaded the territory for him, that's all.
Those enemies that are not within the scope of Justin's responsibility are out of his control.
Although Annan Coldwinter himself is a transcendent.
But his status is far higher than that of ordinary Bronze-rank transcendents. Under normal circumstances, what a Bronze-level transcendent can do, it is enough for him to swipe his face; but what he can do by swiping his face, a transcendent of the same level may not be able to do it.
This is life.
Justin sighed silently.
They soon came to Alvin's study.
"Inside is Lord Viscount's study."
He said respectfully to Annan who was at least two heads shorter than him: "Your Excellency Annan, is there anything else?"
"Can you go in with me, brother Justin."
Like a real fourteen-year-old child, Annan raised his head and made a soft and immature voice to the burly man who was close to 1.9 meters: "I'm worried that some documents may be too high... I can't reach them."
He replaced the slightly unreasonable "brother" with a more accommodating and intimate title.
And Justin couldn't raise his guard against this kid with clean eyes.
I didn't pay much attention to it before. But looking at it now... he is a polite and good boy.
Although in his position, it is not right to pity a big man like Annan, and it is even more wrong to feel sorry for the enemy.
But seeing Annan running around alone at such a young age, he still felt that his life must not be easy.
Maybe it's because of thinking of my daughter.
If she was still alive and hadn't been killed by the curse leaked from her body... she should be about the same age as Annan.
I don't know which one is cuter, she or this child...
... It should be my daughter, right
perhaps.
"Brother Justin?"
Annan asked again, his voice was soft and his eyes were clean, and his tone was troubled: "Is it inconvenient?"
"It's okay," Justin came back to his senses, and with a clumsy smile under his bald head, he tried his best to be gentle and said, "I'll just go in with you.
"What I was thinking just now is, are you still staying for dinner today? I just told the kitchen to make more delicious food..."
"Maybe."
Annan thought about it seriously, showed a bright smile, and replied happily: "I think I should stay for dinner."
He meant it.
Anyway, the black fire is not needed to kill the Viscount, and this manor should not be destroyed either.
Now that the kitchen is ready to cook... After killing Alvin, why not stay here for dinner at night.
It's a shame to waste it.
Annan followed Justin into the study. This is to guard against possible organ traps.
Justin is also very clear about Annan's purpose. After all, he is a seasoned hunter, and he couldn't understand such a simple thought...
"Thank you, Brother Justin."
After Annan entered the room, he bowed slightly to Justin again.
Seeing how respectful and friendly he was to him, Justin couldn't help but sigh.
For some reason, the dissatisfaction that had just arisen in his heart dissipated...
"I want to see the latest mail."
Annan said softly.
Justin nodded: "Well, it should be here..."
— This is naturally Annan's way of coping.
He wasn't just bluffing.
The so-called watching people order dishes, Justin is a typical smooth donkey, the kind who eats soft but not hard.
When Annan got along with him, his needs were different from Alvin's.
He does not need to seize the right to speak or establish authority. He just needs Justin to let his guard down on himself.
Annan could see that Justin was not the naturally dull type. He has a keen judgment on people's hearts, but his acting style is too cautious, and he likes to think before acting. This often means that he has lost something important.
He stayed alone in the field for a long time... Judging by his age, most of them were family members such as parents, wife or children.
When he walks, he is always vigilant about his surroundings, prefers to look at the road instead of people, and seems restless at all times, which means that he has a low self-esteem hidden in his heart. When he met Annan for the first time, he paid tribute to Annan very enthusiastically with the etiquette of the Principality of Winter, which shows that he has an attitude of admiration for people with high status and low ability.
This also means that what he craves is status.
And every man—or strictly speaking, everyone has the desire to be a "hero" in his heart. This is also the core fun point of various team cooperation or team competition games from ancient times to the present.
Strong, powerful, perfect and gorgeous defeating powerful enemies, this is strength;
It is wisdom to judge sharply and counter the enemy's strategy;
Leading teammates to defeat the enemy is leadership;
Gentle and down-to-earth protection of teammates, this is the ability to protect family members...
One of the essences of competitive games is to guide people to become "heroes" and test people's abilities as "heroes".
In this process, the game will tell the players who "I" is, why "I" should be proud, and why "I" is "I". In this way, the fundamental desire of self-realization is fulfilled.
And when a person feels they have become a hero, their self-esteem and self-confidence are strengthened. The self-feeling has obviously improved, and the world around them will become close and friendly... At this time, the first person who comes into contact with them will share this joy. And the "hero"'s opinion of him will also improve significantly.
This is one of the reasons why friends feel friendlier and funnier after you win a game with them. This sense of intimacy will be significantly greater than the sense of trust brought about by "getting a common victory".
The way Annan approached Justin was to bypass the whole process. Go directly to his heart.
He flexibly makes use of the strong status of "Annan Rindong" to continuously elevate and strengthen the other party's "sense of status"; he expresses himself weak and powerless, in order to contrast and show the other party's "sense of power"; In order to strengthen the other party's "self-identity", he turned to adoring him like a child.
Whatever he lacks, Annan will give him.
Annan gave him whatever he wanted.
Annan made Justin briefly a "hero" in Justin's own mind.
—What makes him keep vigilant against Annan all the time
This is Annan's art of assassination.
"Brother Justin, can you take down the photo over there for me?"
Annan pointed to a high place on a bookshelf: "I can't reach..."
"Photos? Uh... which one are you talking about, this one... or..."
Justin raised his hand with some difficulty, stepped on the stool, and reached out to touch the top of the bookshelf.
And Annan took the hammer out of his pocket silently and hid it in his sleeve.
It tapped lightly on Justin's calf.