Chapter 65 Role Model.

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It is something she does, but she said to Brooks, "That's a bad habit. It is rude not to sit when a seat is offered to you. I wonder where you learned that bad habit from." Brooks didn't say that he learned it from her. Instead, he smiled and said, "I'm grateful for the seat, but I'd rather stand." She scoffed. "Suit yourself." Then she took a sip of her wine before she asked, "Now what is this very important matter?" Brooks replied, "It is about the young master. Will you allow him to leave when he becomes capable of walking?" She rolled her eyes. "Don't worry. I'll keep my word and let him go. I hope that makes you happy." Brooks sighed and said, "Unfortunately not, my lady. I was hoping that you would..." She frowned and interrupted him with a question, "What more do you want? Don't go too far, or I won't let him go at all." Brooks shook his head. "I don't have any presumptuous request. I was just hoping that you would stop him from leaving." Lady Vena chuckled. "With the way you're worried about him, one might think that you're his father." Brooks smiled wryly and said, "I truly care for him as a son, which is why I don't want him to leave yet." "Then why didn't you try your best to stop him during the fight. Don't lie to me because I know that you were holding back. I've seen you fight many times, so I knew that you were not putting in your best." Brooks replied, "I knew that he wasn't going to give up even at the cost of terrible harm to himself. I didn't want that to happen, so I let him win. I was hoping you would stop him from going, though." Lady Vena shook her head and turned her attention to the book she was reading. The first time he took it, he was sure that it was poison because it wreaked havoc in his body. But he soon forgot his worries about the toxicity of the drink and about everything else in his life. He fell into a daze from which he didn't wake up until a few hours later. So the so-called wine is not for the weak. But everyone took it as a challenge to be overcome. And when they survived it, they were able to appreciate its intoxication. This kind of success meant that Arthur didn't need his mother anymore. Still, Brooks didn't give up. He asked carefully while taking a few steps back subtly, "If he has to leave, then can I go with him to protect him?" Lady Vena shook her head. "No. I won't give you up because he wants to become independent." Brooks asked, "Aren't you worried about him?" "I am worried. But not enough to sacrifice you. Besides, what's the worst that can happen? Is it not death? I have seen that happen several times, many of which were facilitated by me." "I will be sad if he dies, but I'll get over it after a while. However, I can't get over you and your great cooking. So no." Brooks asked, "What about Geltra?" Lady Vena stopped reading her book to focus on him. Her eyes were narrowed in suspicion. This suspicion was all but confirmed when she saw that he had put a lot of distance between them. She said with certainty, "You asked me to let you go so that I would feel compelled to let Geltra go after denying you, didn't you?" Brooks smiled and said, "You see right through me, my lady." She shook her head. "I wonder where you got these bad habits." Brooks just continued to smile. He didn't say anything about the identity of his role model.

Chapter 65 Role Model.

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