I am the Nanny of the Villain

"That's what I'll report."

When Veron responded without blinking an eye, Ruth was at a loss for words and kept his mouth shut. Because of his young heart, he tried to threaten him, but the opponent did not even consider it as if there was nothing disappointing.

"This……"

In Ruth Naven's small head, the voice of Viscount Naven, who had been urging him to become an important member of Duke Ambrosia's family, hummed. However, the ugliness he showed in front of Claude today had already damaged his self-esteem. It was also because all the efforts that had been made to harass Claude and kill him even more today were all in vain.

"No, my God, what on earth is going on?"

The people of Viscount Naven's family, who had been waiting for the meeting to be over, widened their eyes in surprise when they saw their messed-up little master. Even more annoyed by this, Ruth Naven looked at each of them one by one and kicked them with his feet.

"Urgh!"

"You idiots! If the Master is being humiliated, you should come and help him! Where did you go and now you're here!"

"Viscount-nim told us not to disturb Little Master, so we just……"

"Ah whatever! You useless things! You're all going to be beaten and kicked out! Did you get it?!"

Ruth gave a warning with a rather sad voice. However, no one was intimidated because he was dressed in a funny way and looked ashamed to death.

"Tsk, I'll tell my father everything!"

Finally, the carriages of aristocratic children who made a ruckus in Ambrosia's mansion soon escaped from the mansion after Ruth's extreme warning.

"Tsk, I can't use it."

Veron clicked his tongue with a cold, sunken face. Looking at Veron like that, Ronda said in a subdued voice as well.

"I can't believe Claude-nim was dealing with such things."

"Should I clean it up?"

"You should. Should I do the report?"

"Good."

Veron and Ronda looked at each other and exchanged glances.

Don't waste time on useless things.

That was the mission that any people of Ambrosia should have.

"......"

Claude held Sarah's skirt tightly in his hand and looked at the carriages leaving the mansion. And the back of the aristocratic children who were so scared and ran away in a pathetic way was engraved in his memory. Seeing Claude like that, Sarah asked with a smile.

"Do you feel a little better now?"

"Yeah."

Claude nodded quietly and smiled. After the appearance of Sarah, the nanny, the situation in which Claude had been secretly harassed by the aristocratic children changed to the opposite. At first, Ruth Naven insisted on picking the knife that was stuck in the ground.

'This, why……! Aargh!'

He was using all of his power to draw the knife till the point of his face dyed red, but he eventually rolled back and fell on his buttocks.

'Do something about that!'

Ruth Naven, whose pride had been hurt, yelled at Ardel Pable and Billion Yugen. Ardel and Billion, who were watching Ruth Naven in a daze, also rushed in, but to no avail.

'Uh argh!'

'Ash!'

The two of them rolled backward side by side with their screams.

'Oh my, precious people will only pick up one of these.....'

Sarah, who smiled casually at the sight, pulled out the knife stuck in the ground very lightly and put it on the table. Sarah blankly said in a light voice, shifting her gaze to Claude who was behind her.

'Claude-nim, don't try to do it yourself, just let me do it.'

Eventually, those whose clothes were wrinkled had no choice but to change their clothes by ordering their respective servants. Even if they were asked about the reason for this, they couldn't say a word because their pride was hurt.

'By the way, I heard that Young Lord Ambrosia is very good at etiquette, wouldn't he be perfect at drinking tea?'

Ruth wanted to see Claude being humiliated somehow, so Ruth purposely came with a teacup that was much larger than Claude's hand. He was trying to watch Claude slurp his tea while holding a teacup that was too difficult to hold with one hand.

'Uh, uish!'

However, it was Ruth who actually picked up the teacup and got the entire teacup spilled on him. It was because the teacup wobbled greatly from his grip and tilted forward.

'Are you oka……, uh uh!'

Ardel Pable, who jumped up worried about Ruth, also twisted his feet and rolled forward, and pushed the table. Then the refreshments on the table tipped over and spilled onto Ruth's wet body.

'Aaargh!!'

It was then that Ruth's screams filled with irritation resounded through the Ambrosia mansion. Claude clearly saw Sarah's fingers tingling quietly around. It was clear that Sarah had used her magic to prevent Ruth and his crew from harassing them.

"But it's a little less refreshing."

"Why?"

"What if they bully me again when Nanny isn't there?"

According to Veron and Ronda, they were friends who prepared for the day when Claude had to socialize later. That meant that he should encounter them later when he was in social activities. Now that Claude was young, Sarah, the nanny, could always be with him, but later Claude had to deal with them alone.

"There's a way to do that."

"Really?"

"They are strong against the weak, and weak against the strong, so Claude-nim just needs to be strong."

Claude's shoulders, who had been listening to Sarah's words, were stiff and droopy.

"But I'm shorter, weaker, and younger."

Sarah laughed out loud because Claude, who didn't hide his disappointment openly, was cute.

"Claude-nim is Ambrosia's only heir. Please make the most of Ambrosia, Claude-nim."

"......!"

"The power of Ambrosia's name is strong."

Claude opened his eyes wide and looked up at Sarah. Patting Claude's head, Sarah put her hand between the child's arms and lifted him up. Claude struggled for a moment as his feet fell off the ground in an instant, then grabbed Sarah's neck and hugged her tightly.

"Hold on tight."

"Wow!"

As soon as she finished talking, she jumped lightly with Claude in her arms. The azure magic wrapped around her legs and she literally flew up. Claude's eyes lit up as he climbed to the top of the mansion in a blink of an eye.

"I can see it over there!"

In the distance, they could even see the carriages of the noble young masters who tormented Claude passing through the mansion. The carriages were leaving the mansion very quickly.

"Did you hear what Young Master Naven just said?"

"Yeah. He said he'd tell his father everything."

"Did the butler get scared when he heard that?"

Claude shook his head, recalling the butler who had not raised a single eyebrow even though Ruth had threatened him.

"No."

"Do you know why?"

"Why?"

"Because Duke Ambrosia-nim is the scarier person."

At Sarah's words, Claude remembered his father's face. His tall, muscular shoulders and chest, and his brightly shining eyes even on a softly smiling face. Claude nodded subconsciously. Sarah smiled and continued to talk at the sight.

"So even the same words come out of Claude-nim's mouth is stronger."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean you should tell your father."

"Are you telling me to tell Father now, Nanny?"

"Yes."

Claude opened his mouth at Sarah's words. Reaching his father was something Claude could never have imagined. Sarah looked at Claude, who blinked in surprise, and clicked her tongue in pity.

'Who would have dared to bother Ambrosia's successor.'

Sarah's personality was not generous enough to leave the young masters' disgraceful behaviors, which have tricked the adults well, alone.

"Claude-nim."

"Yeah?"

"What shall you say to Duke-nim?"

"That……"

Claude hesitated for a moment at Sarah's question. Claude couldn't even tell his father that he was being bullied by his playmates. He didn't think that his father, who should be on his side more than anyone else, was on his side.

"Can't Nanny tell him for me?"

"I don't even know how Claude-nim feels."

"Why don't you know? Nanny saw how much I hated it."

"But Duke-nim didn't see it. It would be more accurate for Claude-nim to tell him in person."

"But……".

"Claude-nim? What you think, how you feel, and what you want. If you don't tell yourself, no one will know."

"......"

"No matter if it's a close friend, a lover, or a nanny who likes Claude-nim, or even Duke-nim, who is a family member."

Sarah said, poking her finger at Claude's face full of hesitation.

"You have to talk for others to understand, and you have to say it to build a relationship. This is the first lesson I give as Claude-nim's nanny and tutor."