Surviving as an obsessive servant

Chapter 65

"Functional glasses?"

In this world, there's still no need for protection against electromagnetic waves... And I've never heard of such glasses.

As it became more perplexing, he said with a smug smile.

"These are functional glasses that help with deciphering stone tablets. Bring them here."

At Manellano's gesture, another servant brought over an ancient tablet.

Touching the tablet with the gloves provided, it was as if static electricity sparked, briefly tingling my fingertips....I was skeptical, but the white letters engraved on the dark tablet seemed to become clearer, as if deepening.Moreover, when I focused my eyes, the letters started to sparkle like stars, surprisingly."Wow... How amazing."Ibo, pretending not to be curious, sneakily glanced at my gold-framed glasses.It's still obvious when he tries to act like this.After all, the future protagonists are all just curious children for now, except maybe for the prince.

Pretending not to know, I took off the glasses and asked while putting them away.

"Excuse me, Mr. Manell. Can these be purchased anywhere?"Manellano, very pleased with my reaction, now looked even more satisfied.He asked in a petulant voice."Why. Want another one? You like it that much?""Yes. I really want to get it.""But, unfortunately, even if it exists, you can't buy it. It's quite expensive, even for smuggling.""Could... my entire year's salary not cover it? It has risen more than ten times since what you mentioned before."

After the young master became the successor, my salary increased dramatically.

Not to mention I'm a personal servant, but also considering how well I've looked after the young master.

But Manellano frowned as if he had never been in a good mood.

"Are you bragging about your Denkart salary in front of me? Let me tell you again. I can pay ten, no, twenty times more than a prince.""Wow. That's impressive. I'm envious... Anyway, where can I get the glasses?"

He grudgingly spoke up at my soulless compliment.

"I can get them for you right away. They're not officially imported yet, but my father has secured some extras. It's something only our family can do."Manellano, uninterested in family bragging, signaled a servant, who then took out a glasses case from a bag.

...This sounds more expensive than I expected.

With such an amazing feature, it's worth the price.

The letters on the tablet sparkling. I've never heard of such a thing.

"How much... might it be?"Hoping for a discount, I asked, and he said annoyingly.

"Think about it, Lobel. Do you think it can be measured in mere money? It's precious even if you have the money."

As if testing me, he glanced sideways and then said bluntly."I won't take money for it. Instead, do me a favor... What's with that expression?"

"No, go ahead."

The word 'favor' reminded me of our young master, and Manellano angrily snapped at my serious look.

As if insulted by my expression, he scowled and then sighed as if admitting defeat.

"We have a very special guest coming to our mansion, and I need your eyes. Just come for a day and take a look."

"...A guest?"

"Yes. Like the prince, this person uses a wheelchair."

That made sense to me.