'Mas.s..master what are you saying, me your grandson I.i.i. don't know what to say.'
seeing the look of confusion on Knaves face Robert knew that he had asked the question to abruptly.
' Knave don't think of it right now, I know that it is too sudden for you so you don't have to give me an answer immediately, think about it and give me an answer in 5 to 6 days ok?'
'OK! Master' seeing as the situation has not deteriorated too much Robert started to think about the future but before that, he had to send Knave to rest because he had just gone through his awakening.
'Sam have him sent to the guest bedroom to take a rest, Knave you don't have to work for the time being, as you said if you're a cultivator than I will have you sent to the Academy to learn with Vanessa' he had simply told what was on his mind and didn't want to worry the kid anymore as it was the job
'Thank you! Master'
'Come on Knave, follow me' Sam saw through what Robert was trying to convey so without wasting any time he took Knave to the guest room so that Robert could have the time to clear his mind and plan for the future.
It did not take long for Sam to return after sending Knave to his room and making sure that all the necessities we're in place and he did not have to worry about him for the night did he go back to the study room to meet up with Robert.
'Master, what plans are you thinking for the kid, do you really plan to send him to the Academy?' Sam was still confused by Roberts thinking.
If Knave had accepted to become an adopted grandson, then he would not have any problem with him being sent to the Academy, but he had not yet accepted so this was really confusing for him as no matter how good Roberts nature was, he would not be so charitable to any kid.
' Sam, how old do you think I look?'
' Master, you look as healthy as any other teenager to me.' even though he was quite surprised by the question, Sam still came with the response a steward should give.
'Sam tell me seriously, how old?' Robert gave him the look that said no more flattery
' Master, I would say around 60 years '
'So it seems I still look younger than my age, I am 70 years old this year but because of the herbs and pills Vanessa prepared I look young but tell me, Sam, how long do you think I will live?' Robert enquired with the same gaze saying say only the truth.
'Master, if we go through the past records of the town and your health you should be able to live past 90 years easily with Miss Vanessa's help' Sam gave the answer after a lot of deliberation, considering how much Miss Vanessa loved her grandfather she would not let him die easily.
' So I have 20 years more according to you, it should be around that much. Now how long do you think Vanessa will live for?' Robert asked with a relatively mild tone.
' Master, my lady is an immortal cultivator how can we determine how long she may live with our mortal limits' when he recalled about what he had heard about immortals he would always have a respectful look.
'Yeah, she is a cultivator and she is young so she has a long life ahead of her and what will happen after 20 years when I die? who will be there for her when I am gone?'
as soon as Sam heard those words he understood all the reason behind the actions of Robert that he had done today.
' Master, I understand '
' It's good that you do, Knave is an honest and gentle lad. After me, I hope he would be able to look after Vanessa as a brother and give her some support whenever it is necessary ' Robert had decided to send Knave to the Academy anyway even if he did not accept being adopted, he thought according to the character of the kid he would repay his gratitude for this help to him by helping Vanessa in the future.
' Sam, write a letter to Vanessa saying it's urgent!'