The young blue-haired woman, Aerea, frowned and took over the conversation, giving her brother – who looked as if he was about to blow up with extreme fury – a chance to cool down.

”You two Moyena siblings really have the guts to be acting as if you own this building. You two should be the ones to get out and stop annoying the hardworking servants.”

Just as was the case with her brother Vianee, Zoemi responded to Aerea in the same tone that she used while talking down to him…

”You really are asking for it, brat. Don’t stick your nose where it doesn’t belong. Where is that useless brother of mine? It seems that he needs a lesson in picking his allies.”

The red-haired Vianee shook off the initial shock and walked towards Zoemi with a raised hand in which a bright fireball appeared crackling threateningly.

”Sir, it is in bad manners to use offensive spells in the house belonging to someone else.”

Suddenly, the dark-blue-haired boy with misty-gray eyes spoke in a tired voice – momentarily getting the attention of the two older Moyena siblings.

*phssss*

”Huh…?! How did you…? How dare you do that?!”

Using that chance, the black-haired boy created an air pocket around the fireball in Vianee’s hand, making it go out almost immediately after being locked out of the oxygen supply – that of course didn’t get past the red-haired man who gasped in disbelief and glared right back at Zoemi, rightfully so because it was indeed Zoemi’s doing, but Vianee has done it simply because he thought no one else present would try to oppose him.

”Sir Vinee, did no one told you that being a fire magician doesn’t automatically require you to get pissed off at everything? Maybe you should get your sister’s to help you cool down?”

”…!”

”…!”

Although Zoemi had said the first sentence intending for it to be a jab at the rashness of the re-haired Moyena sibling, the other sentence wasn’t meant to imply anything besides – she is a water magician, she can make water – but…

Zoemi’s problem was that in the game Vianee and Aerea showed up only briefly, they were just throwaway named characters that added to Reo’s story and in this world, Moyena’s family wasn’t his point of focus, so of course, he had no idea about a very unpleasant rumor going around about those two.

That particular rumor had a lot to do with the pair of siblings always traveling together and rarely being seen separate to the extent of Aerea getting her engagement canceled.

Therefore, although the black-haired boy unintentionally struck the most sensitive nerve that he could, making Vianee go red-faced from anger and Aerea gritted her teeth, pale as a ghost.

”DUEL! I challenge you to a duel, you worthless piece of **! You are going to take back everything that you said!”

”…?”

The red-haired man who started literally trembling from anger ended up blowing up and roared, pointing his finger at the slightly confused black-haired boy.

Zoemi looked over at the blue-haired woman, wanting to check if she is also shocked by her younger brother’s behavior – but he only met an utterly furious glare instead.

It actually felt like if Vianee didn’t challenge him to a duel, Aerea would do that instead.

”…I have a feeling that I am missing something… Sir Vianee, are you always that rash, or are duels your hobby…?”

”SHUT UP! I CHALLENGED YOU TO A DUEL! YOU ACCEPT IT OR NOT, YOU COWARD?!”

Zoemi was absolutely going to accept the duel but wanted to make sure that he understands the reasoning for this particular challenge, as he was clueless why the red-haired man flared up with anger so much – but got interrupted by a bloodthirsty roar of the seriously enraged man.

”I see… so this is what Reo had to deal with at home… I accept the duel on the condition that when I win, the two of you will leave the Banemor territory and stop bothering its people… and stop messing with Reo.”

The black-hired boy breathed out and nodded his head while waving his hand quizically as if the perspective of fighting head-on with an older and supposedly more experienced opponent didn’t faze him at all.

”You don’t have any rights to demand things from…!”

”I ACCEPT!”

”Vianee?!”

The blue-haired Aerea scoffed, almost spatting to the side from anger – but was interrupted by her younger brother one-sidedly agreeing upon the condition, which made her gasp in disbelief.

”Killing the opponent is forbidden – we don’t want to have any trouble because either of you will not be able to control your strength.”

Suddenly, the dark-blue-haired butler sighed and called out in an annoyed voice, not even attempting the useless act of trying to talk the two guests from duking it out.

”Who cares if some trash dies? Wouldn’t having another impostor just die benefit sir Benevirau. Maybe his busy schedule would open enough for allowing us to see him?”

Reminded about the young butler’s presence, Aerea straightened her back and crossed her arms, while continuing to glare at Zoemi, not even sparing a glance for the Banemor mansion servant.

”Yes, yes, both of you are upset – for whatever reason – let’s just move outside and have the duel. And I promise that I will not kill my opponent – with that in mind, come. You are going to be the witness to the duel itself. If we are doing it, we are going to do it properly.”

Zoemi rolled his eyes at the attempt to get him either agitated or threatened and instead nodded at the dark-blue-haired servant.

”I am a servant of the Banemor family – I do not take orders or requests from anyone else.”

The young butler shook his head and turned around with a sour expression.

”Exactly. I am the heir to the Banemor family, discovered and brought here by Reo Serentii Moyena. This is my mansion, and you are my servant. You have been acting without a master long enough already. We are going outside now.”

”…”

Zoemi really was going all-in on his role as the rightful heir to the Banemor family – that was also the reason why was he so unapologetic towards Vianee and Aerea, the two young high nobles – which made the young butler stiffen and slowly turn back to stare daggers at the black-haired boy with his misty-gray eyes.

”Turn back while you can, I can see who you are, and this isn’t funny.”

The young butler breathed out in annoyance and shook his head.

”See? Even a bellboy can tell that you are just a fake. I am adding another condition on my part – you will take back what you said before AND get the hell back to whatever dirty hole you crawled out of AND will not talk to that useless prankster ever again!”

”…”

Vianee, who seemed to calm down a lot despite being completely ignored for a while, laughed mockingly and pointed his index finger at Zoemi.

Interestingly enough – or rather unfortunately enough for himself – the red-haired man was now the one who struck a nerve with his words.

Zoemi tensed up and he gritted his teeth so much that veins bulged out on his neck and forehead.

”…Sir Vianee… I will give you a chance.”

He breathed in through his nose and breathed out through his mouth doing his best to stay as calm as he could.

”When I introduced myself I already said that I am the attendant of the young lady Miriette Lisea Espine, by saying that I have to get back from the dirty hole I crawled out of, you are indirectly badmouthing the Espines estate. Not to mention that it also includes talking in of everyone living there, INCLUDING my father who took me in after I was forced to live in the slums after my biological mother’s death.”

Zoemi really tried his best, despite his anger being many magnitudes stronger than those that made Vianee roar so loud, his voice remained calm with only his body tens from the pent-up aggression ready to erupt at any given moment.

”Hmph! I said what I said. You can add me taking back my words to the conditions in case you win the duel.”

The red-haired man smirked, satisfied with the furious reaction, unaware of how big of a mistake he just made.

”As you wish… I will not kill you, because I already promised that… But I will beat you up until you are an inch away from death.”

*WHOOSH*

”…!”

Zoemi’s eyes lost all the light in them, making them look like the eyes of a dead person and as he opened his mouth, the gust of ice-cold air sent chills down the backs of the pair of siblings and made the dark-blue-haired butler raise his brow in curiosity.