Morning dew after rain?

At first hearing the name, Lyon felt inexplicably familiar.? It seems that I have heard of it somewhere. But looking back, I can't think of anything.

When Eaton saw Lyon's thoughtful appearance, he didn't seem to be hypocritical. He asked with a little doubt, "don't Viscount pat know?"

"I haven't inherited the title yet. Count Eaton doesn't need to call me that. Just call me Lyon." Lyon then shook his head: "the morning dew after the rain sounds familiar, but I really can't remember what it is."

Eaton looked at Leon deeply, stretched out his hand, took a wooden box from the waiter and handed it to Leon.

"Do you have any impression of this box?"

This is an exquisite wooden carving box. The carving picture is very different from the popular relief painting in the Empire. Simply outlining the ups and downs shows the curve of cloud pattern. This is a very different style from the current school, which others may not know, but Lyon is just impressed with it - this is old man Jon's imperial tea box.

Did Jon's enemy come to the door?

"This should be a... Box for things?" Lyon wanted to say it was a tea box, but after thinking for a moment, he changed his mouth again. Even if he doesn't like old man Jon, who makes his favorite brother respect Jon? Even at this point, he would not expose Jon.

Lyon was also too young. Although he soon restrained his expression, Eaton caught his surprise at that moment.

"Don't you remember this box?" Voices of doubt.

"No." Lyon said without hesitation.

After a long time, Eaton hooked up the corner of his mouth and flashed a cold light from the bottom of his eyes. "Well, since Viscount Pat has no impression, we won't waste time. Goodbye!"

As Eaton and his attendants left, Leon's face slowly sank.

Such a decisive departure, coupled with Eaton's cold killing intention before leaving, Lyon has a bad premonition.

After thinking about it, Lyon ordered the Knights kept in the manor to be on alert, and he hurried to the stilted building where old man Jon was located.

This is his second visit to the stilted building today, but his mood is very different.

In a hurry, it brought a gust of wind. Shake the low grass leaves in the yard up and down.

"Brother, why are you here?" Angel saw that Lyon's face was wrong and didn't play with the stem of "you're here". He just thought something big had happened and hurried to ask.

"Have you seen the tea box? It's the box where old man Jon put the tea." Lyon said as he quickly went up the second floor and pushed open the door of Jon's bedroom.

Angel followed, "tea box?" Angel took out a round Dragon carving box from the small foot cabinet on one side. "Is that what you said?"

Jon was originally sitting at his desk reading - the dumb servant turned the page and he was responsible for reading - Lyon's great movements were naturally seen by him.

"What? Leon, you're enlightened and appreciate my tea?" Jon smiled.

The Canary Empire also has tea, but it is completely different from the tea cooked by Jon. The tea of the Canary Empire, to be exact, is a drink made of flowers, syrup and milk, which is a little like milk tea. Both angel and Jon like to drink tea with strong milk flavor, but Jon seldom drinks this kind of tea. All the tea he drinks is the tea picked from the green tea tree he grows. It is purely handmade without any other seasoning. Previously, the tea garden where Ollie worked was built and managed by Jon when he was in good health. However, as he was unwell, he was handed over to maid mana.

Lyon ignored Jon's ridicule and took the tea box from angel.

Leon frowned and said, "No."

"What's wrong?"

"Lines, this box is carved with snake monsters. I said the box is carved with lines like waves." Leon recalled the box he had seen in Eaton's hand.

"Snake monster? Brother, it's actually a dragon."

"Dragon? I've never seen such a slim dragon."

Angel knew that it was not clear to talk about the myth and culture of different worlds with Lyon, so he no longer refuted it, Instead, he said, "the boxes used by the tutor to hold tea are usually carved with dragons. In addition, the tutor carved peach patterns on the mother's rose tea box, bat patterns on the father's tea box, and some other types of carved boxes. The wavy patterns you said should be cloud patterns for gifts."

"The old man's box carving is so exquisite? It hasn't appeared before." Lyon looked surprised. He turned around and said to angel, "that should be moire. Where is the moire box?"

Angel looked at Leon strangely: "didn't I say that the moire boxes are for gifts, but there's no one here. My father once asked my tutor to carve a batch of Moire boxes, which should be stacked in the warehouse except for gifts?"

"Leon, tell me, what happened?" It was Jon who spoke. Although he didn't speak, his eyes kept paying attention to Lyon's expression. Lyon looked anxious from beginning to end, and his eyebrows never loosened.

Lyon looked at Jon, looked up and down for a while, and then slowly said, "today, count Eaton of the mon family..."

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"Hehe, so Leon is worried about the old man. My enemy came to the door?" After listening to Lyon, Jon said with a smile.

"Who's worried about you? I'm just hiding it for angel's sake." Lyon turned his head awkwardly and shouted.

Angel was also on one side, thinking that his brother's attribute was male chauvinism. It turned out that there was the legendary attribute of arrogance!

"Come on, what's your holiday with count Eaton? He came in a hurry and went in a hurry today. Especially when he left, his eyes were too fierce. If you can solve it, I'll try my best to resolve it. If you can't, you may have to ask for more blessings."

"No holidays." Jon said without thinking.

"No holiday? How could it be! You carved the box in his hand!"

Jon looked at Leon. "I only know people in the world within the town of Gru. I don't need to lie about it."

When Jon came to this world, his body had problems, coupled with the lack of language and culture, it took him years to adapt with the help of viscount pat. After he had almost adapted to the world, his limbs had begun to shrink, and it was naturally impossible to go far again. So over the years, Jon has only followed old pat to the Empire for medical treatment. Therefore, his contacts have not been broadened, and it is even more impossible to get angry with others.

Angel saw Lyon's look puzzled and said in a voice, "the mentor didn't lie, and there's no need to lie. Maybe... My brother's idea was wrong at the beginning, and count Eaton may not know that there is a mentor at all."

"What do you say?" Leon said.

"According to his brother, count Eaton came for one thing and asked about the morning dew after the rain at the beginning. Should it be for this?" Angel slightly turned his head, which was his habit when thinking: "but isn't the morning dew after the rain a kind of tea? Do you come for tea? You always feel something wrong."