A Narrow-Eyed Nobleman Is Always Misunderstood chapter 1

Episode 1 – The eldest son of the count family

“Ha… Dessert is perfect for my taste…”

After confirming that the dessert shop was out of business, I had to return home without much income.

I couldn’t help it because I was the one who made the reason the owner closed the store.

Aristocrats with a bad personality or bad behavior could go to the store owner right away and start messing around.

However, according to my memory, there were no ill-behaved nobles among the visitors to this store.

I came out of the city where the store is and walked along the street.

As I walked along the street, it seemed that the lump in my heart that had not been able to eat dessert was relieved a little.

“I’ll have to go home and ask the chef to make me a strawberry dessert.”

The chef at my house was also a professional cook, so he was pretty good at making desserts too.

However, the reason I ate dessert outside was that the strawberry dessert sold at that store was just a little better.

Of course, it was because I didn’t feel comfortable asking him to work harder for my pleasure, who usually struggles to cook our family’s dishes.

The only pleasure I enjoy living with being misunderstood by people is going to a famous dessert shop and buying dessert.

When I tasted the chef’s sincerity and the sweetness and sourness of the dessert, the stress caused by people’s misunderstandings would be relieved.

At first, my father said something about my enjoyment of dessert.

That happened a few years ago.

My father found me after I returned from enjoying dessert outside.

As I approached my father’s office and knocked on the door, I heard my father’s voice telling me to come in.

When I entered the office, my father was dealing with civil documents from all over the manor.

When my father confirmed that I had entered, he asked me to sit on the sofa in the office.

When my father and I sat on the sofa in the office, it was my father who spoke first.

“Alberto. Rumors are circulating in the territory that you don’t practice and go to the dessert shop every day. Did you know?”

I said I was sneaking out, but my father already knew I was going to the dessert shop.

If I lied that I was not here, there was a high possibility that I would receive hell training for degrading the dignity of a nobleman, so I answered truthfully.

“I know, Father.”

“Yes. I’m glad you know. I know you find comfort in desserts. But, you are a nobleman. Your position is to set an example for the common people and lead them. Do you understand?”

My father told me about the dignity that nobility should uphold and the importance of being a nobility.

“Okay, father. I’ll be careful next time.”

I wanted to get away from my father’s sermon right away, so I pretended to understand as much as I could.

“I’m not saying don’t enjoy dessert. If you enjoy it and your noble dignity is damaged, it will affect your family. Do you understand what I’m talking about?”

“……I’ll keep that in mind.”

At that time, I was a bit rebellious towards my father.

So when I went out, I would wear commoners’ clothes, not nobles’ clothes, and sneak out to enjoy dessert.

Of course, now that I think about it again, I can understand to some extent what my father meant when he said that.

In fact, what my father said to me at that time meant something similar to ‘I won’t say anything about enjoying dessert as long as no one finds out.’

Did my father not know that I was going out disguised as a commoner?

I don’t think so.

My father was a warrior who reached the legendary level of ‘Sword Master’, which is said to be hard to find even on the continent.

The head of the Maidern family, a warrior who has reached the level of a sword master, and the strongest swordsman who is respected by all swordsmen around the world.

Dittorio Harun Meidern was my father.

No matter how good I was with a sword for my age, I was nothing more than a candle in the sun compared to my father.

“Boss. Did you enjoy your drink?”

When I returned to Count Meidern’s mansion, Michelle, the maid who had served my family for generations, greeted me with a smile.

She was the only servant in my family who read my sincerity.

“Whoops… I didn’t have much income today either.”

“Oh… You must have been very disappointed.”

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Michelle listened to me and felt sorry for her as if it were her own business.

Of course, it was Michelle who taught me the joys of dessert.

For me, Michelle was a very grateful person who recommended that she enjoy her leisure time so that she could build precious memories.

That’s why I couldn’t help but be more careful with Michelle.

“Michelle. Is the chef in the kitchen by any chance?”

“I’m going to rest for a while after preparing dinner. Master. Do you have anything you’d like to eat?”

At Michelle’s words, I thought for a moment.

I wondered if I should call someone who was taking a break after preparing dinner and have them make dessert.

I said to Michelle, shaking her head.

“No. It’s okay. You can’t call out someone who is resting and make them work. Please tell them to get some rest.”

“Okay, boy. There are cookies I made, so I’ll bring them to you.”

“Oh, is that true? Whoops, I like Michelle’s cookies.”

Ah, thank goodness.

I can’t believe there are cookies Michelle baked herself.

My favorite dessert was Michelle’s homemade cookies.

No matter how much I tried the cookies made at other stores, they didn’t taste the same as those made by Michelle.

It was the cookies Michelle made that I could eat every day and not get tired of, but now that she had grown older, I felt sorry for her to make her own cookies.

“Then I’d appreciate it if you brought it to my room, Michelle.”

“Yes. Master. After dinner, I will bring it to your room so that you can enjoy it to your heart’s content.”

Listening to Michelle made me feel better.

It seemed that the bad mood from yesterday and today had completely disappeared.

Just then, the bell announcing dinner rang.

In my family, servants used to strike the bell in the mansion like this to announce it’s dinner time, instead of letting them know it’s dinner time.

Is it in the sense of being considerate so that the users can live comfortably?

Thanks to that, I heard that people who live around our mansion also have dinner at the same time as us.

For those who have difficulty finding a watch, I think the sound of the mansion’s bell that informs breakfast, lunch, and dinner will be very helpful.

I hurriedly changed my clothes and headed to the dining room of the mansion, where my father, mother, younger brother and two younger sisters were sitting at the table and eating.

“Sorry, Father. I’m a little late.”

“It’s okay. Go ahead and have a seat.”

After bowing to my father, I took my seat.

I was the eldest son in my family, so my seat was always fixed next to my father.

“Hyung, you’re late today.”

I sat down and my youngest brother, who was sitting next to me, started talking to me.

Since he was still only five years old, he was at an age where his curiosity was in full swing.

“Whoops. I went outside for a while because I had something to see.”

“uuu… I want to go outside too, but my mom and dad won’t let me go…”

I think that’s why I always beg my father and mother to let me go outside.

Of course, my father and mother are very strict about this.

The reason was a scar above my right eyebrow.

When I was young, I was kidnapped after going out of the mansion without knowing what to do.

This wound was then inflicted.

Currently, it was a situation where the affected area was covered by growing hair so that the scars could not be seen.

“My brother, do you want to go outside?”

“Yes, brother!”

When I asked if I wanted to go outside, the youngest stared at me with her eyes twinkling.

But what can I do?

“Whoops. Then train hard. You have to protect yourself to a certain extent to be able to go out on your own.”

“Hey, hyung-ah is just like mom and dad.”

Since I came back from being kidnapped, it’s been a rule in my family that I can’t go outside unless I’m strong enough to fend for myself.

I was able to go to another city because I am strong enough to take down a bandit of any size alone.

So sometimes my two sisters would ask me to buy something trendy in a neighboring city.

Because the two of them had a talent for magic, they couldn’t go outside until they mastered at least 3 circles of mana and 2 classes of magic.

Magic was more destructive than swordsmanship, but it was unavoidable because it took a long time to prepare magic.

Of course, I could go out with my parents or guardians, but my parents didn’t go out much unless it was a public event or a party invited by a noble from another territory.

So the two of them often came into contact with things outside the mansion through me.

Of course, my parents were aware of this, but I knew that my two daughters would have a hard time if this was blocked, so I tended to close my eyes and condone it.

The two even unknowingly took care of the traveling expenses, only for me to buy the things they wanted.

“Come to think of it, Alberto. You’re fifteen this year, aren’t you?”

After the youngest child’s small incident, who wanted to break away, the one who spoke up was his father.

“Yes, I am fifteen this year.”

I responded politely to my father’s sudden question about my age.

“Since you turned 15, the Royal Academy sent me a letter asking you to enroll.”

My father casually handed me a letter.

You’re really blunt.

But the Royal Academy’s admission letter was more important than that.

Until now, I had to sneak out, but now I can do activities outside legally.

[Royal Academy Admission Letter]

[May the Lord’s glory shine like the sun on the family of Count Meidern.]

[According to the statute of the Bregern Empire, Alberto Salihard Maydern, the eldest son of Count Meidern, who has reached the retirement age for admission to the Royal Academy, is admitted.]

[The admission date is attached to a separate letter, and participation in the entrance ceremony is free, but it is recommended to attend to deepen personal connections.]

[Glory to God, Glory to His Majesty the Sun of the Empire.]

[Royal Academy (person)]

When I saw the seal of the Royal Academy stamped at the end of the letter, joy filled my heart.

I heard that there are many famous dessert shops in Tintaluna, the capital of the Bregern Empire.

While studying at the Royal Academy, the thought of visiting a dessert shop brought a smile to my lips.

You no longer have to wear commoner clothes and sneak out to eat dessert every day.

Some people say that the Royal Academy is a shackle that ensnares them, but it was absolutely not the case with me.

It was a place where I could spread my wings to fully reveal my passion for dessert, which had been suppressed.

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Wait, Dessert Shops in Tintaluna!

Because I, Alberto, are going to eat you guys!