I'm Really Not a Saint

Kaka Bard was quite uneasy, but Roland felt that it might be a great opportunity for him.

"Actually, I don't think it's a bad idea for you to develop your own fief." Roland thought for a moment and said, "In the tales among the Golden Sons, many unappreciated descendants of nobles were exiled to desolate places, but instead of giving in to their fate, they tried to develop their territory and even gained control over their family in the end."

Kaka was apparently not convinced. He said with a vague smile, "If I hadn't known you for a long time, I would've thought that you were instigating me to kill myself."

Roland chuckled. "You need more sense of humor."

"I'm about to be kicked out of my family. Humor can't help me." Kaka heaved a long sigh.

Roland looked around. Butlers or servants should have served them beverages, but nobody was here although they had been in the study for a while.