I Became The Childhood Friend of the Obsessive Second Male Lead

Chapter 133

What, what should I do?

That was why he couldn’t go to the military academy right now, of course, and . . .

If he knows I didn’t practice at all last week, he’ll be very angry.

His excuse was that he couldn’t meet the required number of practice sessions set by the professor because he was concerned about Elisha and Rieta.

What to do . . .

The professor is a person who forgives what he could not yet do, but never forgave a lack of effort or practice.

Last time, he was scolded for his lack of practice, but to make the same mistake again . . .

This time, it was clear that his professor was going to be even more angry.

Noel, who was worried, happened to make eye contact with a servant who was passing by.

“Young master?”

The servant looked at Noel, who had been hiding his body, and Noel put one of his fingers to his lips with a terrified face.

“. . . What’s wrong?”

The servant approached him puzzled, and Noel hurriedly grabbed his sleeve and begged him earnestly.

“Tell the professor that I am sick”

“Yes? Where are you sick?”

The servant was startled and looked at Noel’s complexion.

“No, that’s okay. I just want you to lie.”

“Oh my God, young master, you must not be a master who tells lies to the servant. The Duke will be upset.”

Well, Noel knew that he was asking the worst request.

But he can’t help it.

Elisha and Rieta’s promise is tomorrow.

But if Noel doesn’t visit him today . . .

The cadets might beat Elisha!

That would be a big deal.

Elisha would come to the Duchy with a blue and bruised face, and then Rieta would cry.

It was far better for Noel to be scolded by his father than to see Rieta weeping over the actions of these disrespectful people.

“Anyway, I have to leave now. Go tell him I’m sick. It hurts a lot.”

The servant couldn’t even refuse the young master’s begging, and he was only in trouble.

Meanwhile, the piano professor was getting off the carriage.

“Please? All you have to do is tell him that I can’t attend class. Understand? It’s very simple.”

Noel was afraid that the professor might come into the hall and find him.

But the servant didn’t know what he was doing, so he stood there stiffly, as if he didn’t know what to do.

“Hurry up, huh?! I will be angry if you don’t do me a favor!”

Noel became impatient and spat out nonsensical sounds one after another.

“Well, Young Master, that’s.”

“Hurry up, the professor will find out if you do this!”

“That’s it, more than that now . . .”

The servant now had a face almost about to cry.

That too while glancing over Noel’s shoulder.

“. . .?”

Noel looked at him puzzled for a moment, then came up with a possibility.

“. . . !”

The reason that the servant couldn’t even answer Noel’s request and was restless is probably.

Perhaps it was because the disastrous future of the young master he served was foreseen.

And in this case, it’s the person who can take Noel to a troubled future.

“. . .”

Noel swallowed his saliva and carefully turned his head back.

Gasp . . . !

. . . Just as expected.

His father was standing five steps away.

He stood with the scariest face in the world.

Noel remembered what he had said to the servant a little while ago.

He asked the servant to lie in order for him to miss class, and even threatened to be angry if he didn’t even listen.

“Oh, that’s . . . Father . . .”

Noel tried to make excuses for that.

But his father’s face was so frightening that he ended up saying nothing.

What to do?

While Noel was in trouble, the professor was just entering the mansion.

The Duke looked at his son softly and opened his mouth quietly.

“Noel Mayer.”

“Yes . . .”

Noel faltered, rose from his seat, and politely clasped his hands behind his back.

Seeing that his father called out his first and last name, his father must have been very angry.

“Come to my office after class. Bring a notebook, pen and ink.”

“. . . But, but today!”

Noel has a place he must go. He tried to say that.

But his father’s sharp purple eyes were so frightening that he eventually nodded.

“I . . . I understand.”

Noel looked away slightly.

“If.”

The Duke had a premonition, so he approached Noel and spoke with a stern expression.

“If you try to run away again . . .”

“. . . !”

Noel remembered his father’s nickname after a long time.

The word iron blooded is composed of the words iron and blood.

They said that he had been carrying those dreadful words since his days as the Prince.

Gulp.

Noel was so nervous that he swallowed his saliva.

If Noel didn’t listen to his father, he would be in trouble.

If he listened to his father, bad things would happen to Elisha.

What, what to do?!

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