"Quickly prepare the carriage!!!"
Dismissing the many maids who wanted to come up to wash and dress and wash him, Alex hurried downstairs after grabbing a coat off the rack.
"What the hell kind of start is this? Just a moment ago, I was fervently declaring that in this life, I would undoubtedly be a wonderful person, and now someone is poisoning themselves to death because of me?"
"No, please don't do this to me. What does it mean to put me in a scenario with S-level difficulty right away?"
"Young Master, where are you going?"
Following Alex to the front hall, the beautiful black-haired maid frowned slightly.
'Why did Young Master suddenly have such a big reaction?'
Alex had always been very conscious of his image. No matter what happened, he would always carefully groom himself first, triple-checking that he looked elegant and dignified, maintaining his noble aura before going out to handle affairs.
But his actions just now were completely out of character. Not only did he not let the maids dress and groom him, but he was rushing out without even washing his face or brushing his teeth. This was something that would never have happened with the previous Alex.
"To the Viscount's house."
Pulling on his somewhat too-tight collar, Alex buttoned up his slacks and dashed to the door.
He remembered now. In the original timeline, last month he had happened to meet the Viscount's daughter while browsing in a jewelry store.
He didn't know what had gotten into his previous self, but upon seeing that the little girl looked as sweet and cuddly as a doll, and even though he had no idea what had gotten into him, he wanted to take her for himself.
As a result, the stubborn little girl refused no matter what, showing extreme aversion to his invitations and affections. In the end, she ended up accidently scratching his arm, which naturally made him upset and embarrassed.
Upon returning home, he used his family's influence to force the Viscount to accept a marriage proposal, and his animosity only grew as he sent a courier to deliver the proposal, compelling the Viscount's daughter to accede.
To put it nicely, it was called an alliance marriage, but in reality, it was just a nominal concubine, not even reaching the status of a concubine. She would just be another plaything for him to enjoy, something he would throw away when he grew tired of it.
"Young Master, it's just a Viscount. You don't need to care so much."
"Besides, that Viscount already viewed his daughter as a tool for political marriage, so we just need to give them some resource benefits, and this matter will quickly settle down. By that time, the Viscount will not only have no complaints against us but will even thank us for the favor we've bestowed upon him."
A trace of disgust and disdain flashed across the black-haired maid's icy face as she cast a frosty gaze at the letter on the table.
She had already investigated this Viscount's background. He was merely trying to use this opportunity to gain some benefits from the Garland family.
He wouldn't be sad about his daughter's death; he would be sad that he couldn't extract the corresponding benefits from Garland Young Master after his daughter's death.
After all, the Garland's name wasn't something just anyone could casually associate with. Even the slightest bit of resources controlled by the Garland family would be enough to ensure a family's worry-free life, and the Viscount was well aware of this point.
When the Young Master sent people to force the marriage at that time, this couple was so happy they were practically dancing with joy, almost kneeling down to express their gratitude to the messenger.
This shows that they don't care at all whether their daughter would be happy or not. They only care about benefits. People like this, who only have eyes for money and desire, are often the easiest to deal with.
"Sele, that's not what I want to hear right now."
Alex shook his head. He didn't want to deal with how the Viscount was right now. He only wanted one thing: the Viscount's daughter absolutely must not die.
He had already vowed to be a good person in this life, to be a great person. So he absolutely could not allow the Viscount's daughter to die because of his coercion and temptation. Even if she were to die, it must happen in a way that had absolutely nothing to do with him, Alex Garland-Sorens.
"Young Master, you..."
"Do as I say."
"I understand."
After seeing Alex's unusually serious gaze, Selene, who was about to say something more, swallowed her words.
Her gaze towards Alex now held more confusion and doubt. Today's Young Master felt very unfamiliar to her, as if he had become a completely different person overnight.
The Young Master who used to only know how to enjoy pleasures and indulge in desires, immersed in a life of luxury and debauchery every day, could not possibly have had such a determined and serious look in his eyes as he did just now.
'You absolutely cannot die. If you die, how am I supposed to be a good person?'
Alex paced back and forth in the front hall. Now, just thinking about that little girl committing suicide by poison made him extremely anxious.
'Who knows what kind of poison she drank? If it was just a slow-acting poison, that would be manageable. The fear was that she might have drunk some kind of instantly fatal toxic potion.'
'If that were the case, not only would I be helpless, but they might not know what to do even if they invited the world's greatest healing priest.'
But in this life, he was determined to be a universally loved, absolutely perfect great person. Therefore, Alex life record absolutely could not have any stain on it.
I must save this girl's life...'
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[Front Hall Garden]
"Sele."
"I'm here, Young master."
"What did I just order you to do..."
"Prepare a carriage."
"Mm, very good. Now, can you explain to me what these four people are for?"
With a twitching, stiff smile, Alex pointed towards the four young, strong, and burly adult males in front of him, as well as the luxurious carriage they were carrying on their shoulders.
'What is this supposed to be? A sedan chair carried by four people?'
'If I really went out sitting in this thing, what would others think of me? Wouldn't they criticize me harshly as a villain who exploits and oppresses the common people?'
"Young Master, you've always traveled like this before."
"Four people, eight legs, carriage compartment. It completely meets your requirements. Is there anything unsatisfactory?"
Selene gestured for the four men to put the carriage down on the ground. She walked gracefully to the carriage and elegantly opened the door for Alex.
'Today's Young Master is really strange'
'Why is everything going wrong? Everything is a total mess'
Holding his aching forehead, Alex glanced at the so-called 'eight-legged, four-person sedan chair' from the corner of his eye, his mouth twitching.
'No... Was this my actual level of jerkiness? Why hadn't I been reminded earlier by anybody!?'
"Sele, I don't have time to explain to you now. Get me a normal horse carriage immediately."
Alex let out a long sigh.
'Ah man… The path of being a good person is long and arduous, filled with difficulties and obstacles'