You Sir Are A Gentleman And A Scholar นิยาย & เรื่องราว

William can see the gentleman same as the age of Eldric if not older. "Sir Eldric? My word! Not only did you stop our lose cart but also saved the bystanders from being hurt" the old man smiles wide as he gives Eldric his hand. "Showing off as a hero before the Tourney begins? Maybe it's time you should have a title as Cabbage Stopper?" Eldric shook the hand of the gentleman and gave him a warm smile. "Lenato, Duke of Einherjar, was a while since we saw each other!"

It was a delicate dance, a strategic mingling of words and charm that held the promise of uncovering secrets. Finally, Damon reached the end of the list. "And lastly, we have Sir Jonathan Montgomery, a highly regarded scientist and inventor. He's known for his groundbreaking discoveries and contributions to the field of technology. His presence at the ball is sure to attract attention from various sectors," Damon concluded.

Who even studies here? The man pulled my suitcase out of the trunk and stopped in thought in front of the school's white marble staircase. Suddenly, the high white doors creaked, letting in an old gentleman in an expensive gray suit, with gray hair, round glasses and a good-natured smile on his face. - Alicia Kedano! I can't believe my eyes! So you returned home, - the gray-haired gentleman gave me a fatherly hug, and I noticed how a tear sparkled in the corner of his eyes.

A young and smooth scholar-like voice of a man sounds out with a figure of a delicate youth who looks like a scholar rather than the mercenary who enters into the conversation. “What the hell are you babbling about?” The mercenary asks with an unfriendly tone. The scholar youth let out a sarcastic friendly smile while looking at the mercenary like he’s an uncivilized caveman. “Judging my advice as a babbling you must be either the strong people who could ignore my heartfelt warning or just an agnorant kind of people.” The word Agnorant stumbling both the mercenary and the guest expert they looking at each other in confusion. “What the hell did you just say you fucking bookworm?” The mercenar

"Noted, Sir." "Sir?!" Cass burst out the moment the man walked away. "Wait a minute! Why does he really call you 'Sir'?! You are hiding something from me, Liam Lucas Javier!" Liam stepped closer to her, the teasing grin returning to his lips. He leaned down, his face inches from hers, trapping her against the clothing display. "Because I am better looking than you," Liam answered, rolling his eyes playfully. "And shouldn't you be at your audition by now, senyorita? Or do you want to spend the whole day staring at my handsome face?"

“I was only considering the debt of hospitality you have bequeath me. I wish not to deny that hospitality by failing to answer.” “Well said! Propriety and decorum are lessons well learned at the School, I see. But we are just two men whose paths have crossed, travelers whose tread happens to have overlapped. Be not the Mage but the simple traveler so that we both may honor hospitality and whatever oaths and duties bind us.”

Sir shook his head, “Hmmm…. We don’t really share only a student and Professor relationship, we also share a husband and wife relationship but you can call me sir when we are in school and call me my name when we are at home.” “I’m not talking about our relationship, I’m talking about our age difference,” I looked into his eyes waiting for his reaction. A smile made its way to Sir’s face and he covered his mouth with his hand, “That’s embarrassing…. Why…. Why would you bring our age up?” “I just thought……” Sir placed his finger on my lip. He shook his head, “Let’s not think about age or anything and just act your age around me, don’t try to be too mature, just be yourself and I will be mysel

How gentleman! "Thank you for saving me and dropping me home Mr. Micheal." I genuinely thanked him. "No problem Sophia. But please call me Caius. Mr. Micheal sounds so old." He made a eww face. "But everyone calls you Mr. Micheal." I reasoned out. "Yes but you are not everyone. You are my PA." He shrugged. "What?! Alright Caius!" I said. "Good night." I say and was leaving but he stopped me.

I was his outlet. “Mr. Archie Williams! The man of the night,” an older gentleman boomed as he walked up to us from behind. “And I truly admire how much you cherish your wife.” He said with a knowing glint in his eyes. Archie released me gently, a stark contrast to how he had just handled me, his charming facade back in place. “Mr Vincent Rhode, I am so glad you could make it.” I politely excused myself, kissing Archie on his cheeks despite how bruised my lips felt. As I moved farther away from them, their conversation became faint.

We strolled hand in hand. With Isaac's respectful bow, the welcome was indeed warm and sincere as we reached home. "Welcome, Sir," ran his query dripping with deference as he straightened, his eyes stroking with a deep-seated loyalty. "Thank you, my dear," my love replied, his voice low and smooth, like a gentle stream meandering through the countryside, smiling warmly at Sir Isaac.