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After finishing his conversation with the gigolo-like Veiga, Keter came over, slinging an arm around Daat’s shoulders.
“Gramps, this here is Dork, my younger brother and business partner. Dork, this old man is Butler Jacques.”
Keter suddenly started making introductions, even though the house was wrecked by the teleportation overload and the atmosphere had been hostile only moments ago.
How befitting of Big Brother, Daat thought.
Jacques straightened his attire and gave Daat a polite nod.
“I am Jacques Blendere, butler of the Sefira County. Welcome to Sefira, Dork…”
“Dork, my nickname, is only for my brother to use. I’m Daat. It’s a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Jacques.”
“So you are Mr. Daat.”
Daat had only heard of noble butlers in books and stories.
He really is different. He has somewhat of an elegance to him.
Jacques’ every move radiated composure and precision. His attitude was a mix of comfort and intimidation, which was contradictory yet fitting.
From the way Big Brother treated and spoke to Mr. Jacques, he clearly cherishes him. Strange. Looking at the old man’s features, he doesn’t seem like the compromising type. How could Big Brother like him? Is Sefira simply different?
Now that Daat thought about it, the very fact that Keter held such fondness for a noble family that...
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