Chapter 753
Gilbert Durandal’s Visit!
Chapter 753 Gilbert Durandal’s visit!
"Nice to meet you! Aslan Zala and Nigel Amalfi. Please forgive me for my intrusive visit today!"
Gilbert Durandal brought Rey za Barel to apologize humbly to Aslan and Nigel.
After all, he had not made a request to visit the Klein family before his visit.
What I do have is this invitation letter in my hand, which is sent by Patrick Sala in his personal name.
Anyone with a discerning eye knows that after Aslan moved into the Klein family and took on the responsibility of taking care of Lacus Klein, the Sara family and the Klein family became indistinguishable from each other.
Patrick Sala naturally became the guardian of the two young people.
"No. Sir Gilbert Durandal is too kind. Since you have the invitation letter from your father, there is no need to do so."
Aslan took the initiative to welcome Gilbert Durandal and Rey Za Barel into the hall and asked the servants to prepare tea.
"Thank you!"
Gilbert Durandal thanked him and followed Aslan, looking at Nigel.
"Nigel Amalfi. I haven't seen you for many years. Now you have become an outstanding young man just as your father hoped."
Nicol was a little surprised, but also a little unfamiliar.
He seemed to have no memory of meeting Gilbert Durandal as a child.
But the information revealed in the other party's words was not that he was a stranger, but that he might be acquainted with his father Yuri Amalfi.
"Sir Gilbert Durandal. I'm so sorry! I don't seem to remember meeting you when I was a child."
Nicol apologized cautiously.
Gilbert Durandal smiled at this.
"No. Don't mind! Nicole, um, can I call you that? On the contrary, I hope you can call me by my name. Gilbert, or Durandal will do."
"Well, all right then! Durandal."
Nicol pondered for a moment and nodded slightly.
"Speaking of which, Councillor Amalfi seems to be very busy recently. He even forgot to come to my place and retrieve the things he left with me. Nicol, if you have time later, can you come to my place and take back the things that Councillor Amalfi left with me?"
Unexpectedly, Gilbert Durandal's seemingly casual conversation made Nicol's expression change, but then he regained his composure and showed a grateful smile.
"Really? It seems that I have been busy with work recently. Afterwards, I will go to your place, Durandal, to retrieve the things that my father left there."
"Ah."
Gilbert Durandal laughed out loud.
"It seems that today is indeed a good day. Isn't it? It is always a good thing to be able to solve the lost and found issue for Councillor Amalfi."
"That's true. Thank you very much for your reminder, Lord Durandal."
Gilbert Durandal waved his hand.
"No need to call me Your Excellency, Nicholas."
"I was rude."
While the two were talking, Aslan had arranged everything and asked them to take their seats, waiting for the arrival of the real owner of the mansion.
After a while, "Lacus Klein" was sitting in a wheelchair and was pushed out of the room by Aslan and came to the living room.
Seeing this, Gilbert Durandal immediately stood up and saluted her.
"Miss Lacus Klein, I hope my visit today will not disturb your rest." "No! Sir Gilbert Durandal, I have heard about your deeds. Your visit must be due to the invitation from Sarab's father himself, right?"
Gilbert Durandal smiled slightly.
"Yes. I originally wanted to concentrate on genetic research, but unfortunately, Speaker Patrick's repeated invitations made me feel that I couldn't refuse. Finally, after dealing with all the matters, I was able to come here and request to meet with you, Miss Lacus Klein."
"Thank you for your trouble, Mr. Gilbert Durandal. Please take a seat. Aslan, can you please serve the guests for me?"
The girl in the wheelchair responded to Gilbert Durandal's words appropriately, and then turned her gaze to her fiancé standing beside her.
"Okay! Please don't force yourself! If you're tired, just tell me! I'm here!"
After giving some instructions, Aslan entertained the distinguished guest as the future son-in-law of the Klein family.
"Who is this?"
"Lacus Klein" looked at the blond boy standing next to Gilbert Durandal, and she could feel a light in his eyes.
"Lei Za Barel. He's my adopted son. At the same time, he's also a fan of Lacus Clyne!"
Gilbert Durandal laughed and introduced Lei's identity to "Lacus Klein".
"Yeah. Lei should also like playing the piano, right?"
Nicol, who was standing next to him, fixed his eyes on Ray's long and graceful fingers.
As a talented pianist, Nicol could see the talent Ray possessed at a glance.
"Yes. Lei, I forgot to tell you. This Nicol Amalfi is also a famous young pianist in PLANT. If the war had not broken out, I'm afraid Nicol Amalfi would not be on the battlefield or the research institute right now, but on the stage that everyone is watching."
"Durandal, you are too kind. This is just a hobby."
Nicol then stood up and extended an invitation to Lei.
"Lei, if you don't mind, can you play a song for me?"
Ray blinked and looked at Gilbert Durandal.
"Go ahead! Ray."
"it is good!"
The two of them sat down at the two ends of the piano, looked at each other, raised their hands, and began to test the sound, tune the instrument, and find each other's rhythm in order to enter a more tacit ensemble moment.
"I hope Ray won't be a nuisance to you. Miss Lacus Klein."
Gilbert Durandal noticed that "Lacus Klein" seemed relieved after Ray was called away by Nicol.
"No. It's not abrupt. It's just that in my current state, I'm afraid I can't respond to everyone's expectations with my singing."
"Lacus Klein" sighed, and a trace of loneliness gradually appeared on her face.
For some reason, Gilbert Durandal suddenly felt a little distressed.
In an instant, Gilbert Durandal was able to capture the feeling of the moment and suppress it by force.
At this moment, the loneliness on the delicate face of "Lacus Klein" could no longer make Gilbert Durandal feel distressed. Instead, in secret, Gilbert Durandal continued to increase his vigilance against the girl in front of him.
"Kruser, my dear friend! It seems that your guess is correct! PLANT has undergone changes that are difficult to control."
(End of this chapter)