Benjamin’s scheme—just how far did it extend?

This question filled the minds of the three people seated around the table. If Kendall had not been directly involved in Uergen’s disappearance, and if Hescliff had not mentioned Greta lurking behind Kendall.

“I would have blindly believed that His Highness, the Crown Prince, was behind all of this.”

But what was more alarming was the possibility that Benjamin had made arrangements to avoid being tracked by Yurisien. Therefore, it was clear that Yurisien could only reach the truth after Benjamin had covered his tracks.

“What have I been doing all this time?”

The person Hescliff had been deceived by for 15 long years was Yurisien. If Benjamin had intended to deceive everyone… maybe they would have only found out the truth after death.

The mere thought of turning Benjamin into an enemy sent shivers down their spines.

“……Uh.”

Andersen trembled. He probably had the same thoughts as Yurisien.

“The tea has gone cold. I’ll brew a fresh pot.”

Slightly embarrassed, Andersen quickly stood up and prepared a fresh pot of tea. Only Uergen’s was lemonade.

“I was just speculating what would happen if Yurisien’s story were true… I’m exhausted, but thank you.”

“I’m glad you enjoyed it.”

A satisfied smile spread across Andersen’s face. The lemonade tasted as it always had, quite remarkable considering he had spent time away from the mansion due to Kendall. Uergen then realized he had yet to greet Andersen.

Clearing his throat, Uergen invited Andersen to sit again.

“I’m late in saying this, but I owe you a debt I can never repay in a lifetime. Thank you.”

“Oh, no, Count, please don’t say that.”

Andersen quickly dismissed the compliment, but both Uergen and Yurisien disagreed.

“Do you realize how much you’ve suffered because of me while I was missing, and during my amnesia?”

“That’s right, Father. Andersen had difficulty finding work after being thrown out by Kendall.”

Yurisien, who had been pondering Benjamin, clenched his fist as if rekindling his anger.

What did it mean to be fired without a letter of recommendation after decades of loyalty to a house? Although now everyone knew of Kendall’s misconduct, it wasn’t so at the time. How shameful and disgraceful it must have been.

“After you disappeared, Father, even though Kendall became the de facto head… I…”

Yurisien couldn’t provide much help, but Andersen had always stepped up to assist.

What could be more grateful than that? He had sincerely cared for Uergen who had lost his memory. He had successfully navigated several difficult meetings, despite serving an inept master.

“My Lord, my Lady, please do not say that. I owe my second life to the late Count. All I did was ask around the guild. You’re giving me too much credit.”

Andersen sat up straight, bowed his head respectfully, and spoke humbly.

“The one who saved me when I was acting like a reckless brat, daring to pick pockets without knowing who I was dealing with, was your great-grandfather, my Lady. He allowed me to pick up a pen instead of cutting off my wrist, provided me a home instead of whipping me. That was my salvation.”

So, he would live and die for the Windsor family. That was the most natural thing for him, and it was his true desire. Andersen said sincerely.

“I’m just happy to see the two of you sitting here together. No… now I am truly happy.”

Not just Uergen, but even his returned memory made the Windsor family complete. Andersen’s happiness, a man who had never married, lay solely in this.
Erjen closed his eyes, silently gazing at Andersen with warmth.

Erjen knew best just how profound Andersen’s love and loyalty for Winsor was. Therefore, Andersen found Erjen’s repeated expressions of gratitude not a compliment but rather an embarrassment.

“Fine, I won’t say any more. But this gratefulness… I will never forget it my whole life.”

Erjen spoke, opening his eyes, with the same awe-inspiring look that Winsor had always given Andersen.

“When you face your end someday, I’ll be there by your side.”

“……!”

Andersen’s eyes widened. His icy blue irises were fully visible, as if exposed by glaciers!

The master to whom he had devoted his life would watch over his end. It was the greatest honor and overflowing joy for a servant.

Taking a moment to catch his breath, Andersen expressed his gratitude by smiling happily.

The next morning, Erjen was sitting in his office, mulling over things.

Regaining his memories meant that Yurisien and Andersen had to manage the work they had previously assisted with alone.

Erjen, looking disappointed at his daughter who left the office after handing over all the tasks to him, couldn’t complain. How could he complain to his daughter, who had never properly rested while looking after him, who was as good as useless due to memory loss?

“Even after the divorce, they won’t meet me at the temple.”

Grumbling, Erjen was upset about the backlog of tax documents. Andersen, who was re-completing the work that I had temporarily managed, smiled quietly.