"To take care of our future."
"What?" Anna asked as she didn't understand the meaning behind my words. Then a sudden thought came to her head as she smiled in understanding.
"Oh! You want to make up with the madam."
She misunderstood what I meant but I wasn't about to correct this innocent flower. Not after what I know she did or will do in the future because of me.
"Yes, in a way. Do you know where I will find the old butler?"
"Old butler?... Do you mean Mr. Redwick?"
I nodded as I walked towards the house with her.
"Yes, that guy. I need his help understanding something."
"Well he spends most of his time either in the office or supervising the other servants."
"But young master instead of finding him yourself, why don't you go to your room and lie down in your bed. You only woke just a few hours ago; it would be better if you took some more rest." She insisted.
"I can't do that, not with all the things that happened. I need to talk with the man." Content originally comes from novel·fire·net
Seeing the seriousness in me, which was quite a surprise to her.
The young master she knew of wasn't someone who worked or even participated in serious talks but now there I was standing in front of her, with eyes full of conviction and ready to face the world.
Seeing this new face of her young master, she already started to feel better and a sense of hope for the future.
Anna nodded her head with a smile as she said, "Okay. Why don't you sit in your bedroom and let me bring Mr. Redwick to you."
"That won't do, take me to the office, I need to talk with him there."
After going inside the main house and glancing at a few other servants I stood in front of a wooden door.
The door wasn't that big, it was quite similar to my size. Talking about size, the house was quite big. It was much bigger than a house in my past life but according to this earth, nobility would have a bigger house according to rank or if they had money.
Which I don't know yet but already can guess.
Knocking on the door, I hear a response immediately.
Opening the door, I saw the old butler sitting in a chair opposite the main desk. The main seat was empty and the butler worked on some papers on the desk.
'Even though he is alone in the house and may be the most trusted servant, he still didn't sit on the main seat. Quite peculiar or… trusting.'
Redwick looked up from the papers and to me as his brows went up in surprise.
"Young Master, what are you doing here?"
The old man's voice was rough and tired, not like how it was back when I first saw him. It wasn't a big change but I could tell the situation weighed heavily on him the most.
"Forgive me for my behavior." He said as he stood up and corrected himself, "Good morning, young master."
"Good morning, Redwick." I said and walked towards him as he moved away.
I glanced at the papers and gave a small sigh of relief as the words were in English. I already did speak English but I didn't know if the written language was the same or some other gibberish.
Seeing me look at the papers, Redwick spoke.
"I was working on the expenses of this month."
"Hmm," I nodded and asked, "Is it any good?"
The old butler looked up at me and his face brightened up instantly.
"Yes young master. The old master had left quite a bit of money for you."
Thinking back to the old master, Redwick's face turned heavy again.
I went towards the main chair and sat upon it. It wasn't a small chair but not big enough for me but felt comfortable, the only worry I had at the moment was if it could handle my weight or not.
"Sit down Redwick and Anna, lock the door and you sit too."
"As you wish, young master." Redwick sat back on the chair as Anna locked the door and joined beside him.
I looked at both of them as they also knew what I was thinking.
"The situation… how is it?"
"As I've just said, we have more than enough money to live comfortably for a few years. But the problem is not our money but the land." Redwick looked outside the window and said, "Our farms are not producing enough crop."
"It isn't a trouble for us yet but…" Redwick stopped after this, thinking if he should tell the next part or not.
"The farmers… they are not able to buy enough clothes or food for themselves. Winter is our next season and we are quickly approaching the end of this one."
"I know young master that we don't think much about the farmers and their families."
"But they will suffer if we don't." Redwick said.
"Yes, young master. We must help them if I can." Anna pleaded.
"Ultimately," Redwick reminded Anna, "It is your decision… now."
Anna backed down as she understood the subtle meaning of him.
I looked at both of their faces and then at the papers below.
"When that time comes, I will let you know what I think." I said and Redwick nodded.
"Now tell me, what of my father? What happened to him?"
"I'm sorry young master but we still don't have a report." Redwick said, "But I've already sent riders and they will get back to us after understanding the situation."
"For now all we know is that the master was going to the province capital to meet with the mistress. But he was attacked by a group of bandits and later killed."
Hearing him only one thought went through my head.
'But was it intentional?'