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Parxia's neighbor was Dim, the only blacksmith in town. Dim, puffing on his pipe, looked at his old neighbor's expression and muttered, "Well now, what's with that face... Could it be you know something about these knights","Ollie, it's best for us servants to stay out of the affairs of the adults. But as for your worry, I don't think it's worth getting hung up on. You work in the second young master's tea garden, but it's so far from the main house, you probably don't know that the eldest and second young masters are very close! Don't worry, those feuds between rich families in opera scripts won't happen here on our estate." The middle-aged maid with a pockmarked face said with a smile.,As soon as Angell heard Leon mention Jon, his brows furrowed slightly, and a hint of worry appeared in his eyes: "You know, the Master's health is deteriorating day by day. Every part of his body is gradually shrinking. Just the day before yesterday, the Master's legs completely lost their mobility. He just had medicine rubbed on him a while ago, and now he's resting upstairs."。