"Your Majesty Aziz, may I ask what happened to the man in the villa?"
When I broke into the palace angrily, Fatty Pig was burying his head in a mountain of documents, holding a gold-decorated quill in his hand and swaying it rapidly. When he saw me breaking in, he seemed to have already Anticipating it, he put down his pen calmly and raised his head to look at me.
"Elder, please calm down. I have no choice but to do so."
"What kind of helpless method can I use to get her into my house?" I glared back coldly.
"The elder may have forgotten that she is also a level 15 mercenary after all, and is very familiar with the palace. Do you think I can sleep well if I leave her in the palace?" Azra shrugged his ears. , looking pitiful and crying.
"this……"
I was speechless, I couldn't say, in fact, she planned this action, so don't worry about keeping her in the palace, she is definitely more harmless to humans and animals than any other creature.
And from an uninformed perspective, it is not surprising that Dead Fatty Pig has such concerns. He "held" her hostage, ousted her father from power, and turned her from a high-ranking princess of the kingdom into a prisoner of murder, even if he No matter how generous you are, you can't leave such a time bomb beside you.
"Your Excellency, Elder, allowing my cousin's family to live the rest of their lives with no worries about food and clothing is the maximum concession I can make. Please also understand my difficulties." Seeing my face gradually soften, Aziz quickly said while the iron was hot.
It turns out that giving me a new home was just an excuse, and the ultimate goal was to get rid of this time bomb around me. I said, this fat pig doesn't look like such a generous person.
"It's like this. Then tell me clearly from the beginning. Do you think I am the kind of unreasonable person?"
"Isn't this just to give the elder a surprise? Although her personality is a bit weird, Molisha is known as the flower of Lu Gaoyin among those who have seen her appearance in the circle!" Aziz revealed everything. The man's ambiguous smile is tacitly understood.
"I'm not that kind of person."
I put my hands behind my back with dignity and awe, and looked up at the dazzling sunshine outside the window, feeling that my pure heart could be seen from the sun and the moon.
"That's right, the elder doesn't look like someone who is seduced by beauty." Aziz wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and smiled.
After reluctantly bidding farewell to Prince Aziz. I strode towards the Mages Guild, kicked open Talen's door, and asked straight away.
"Master Talen, I would like to introduce a member to your Mage Guild. Not only is he young and promising, but he has excellent qualifications. The most important thing is that this person is also easy to raise." I said in a seductive tone.
"Huhu----"
Tarun, who was buried in a sea of books, raised his head. He was holding a large bowl in his left hand, and swinging two bamboo chopsticks in his right hand. I was startled unexpectedly, and his hands were open in a daze, with noodles hanging from his mouth that he could not eat in the future. The funny look is just like a hairy crab foaming at the mouth.
"Luo, it's Mr. Lang." (Oh, it's Mr. Elder) He responded subconsciously, but opened his mouth and the noodles inside slid down his beard like a waterfall...
"How about it? The introduction fee is waived." I suppressed a smile and put it on his shoulder. It looks like you got a bargain.
"There is such a thing as a good thing."
He looked at me blankly. It seemed that his brain hadn't reacted yet. He lowered his head and thought thoughtfully for a while, and his expression suddenly changed.
"This... this..., you don't know something, Mr. Elder. Recently, the Mage Guild has been overstaffed and has a disorganized staff. I am preparing to start laying off staff. How can I recruit new people?"
He jumped away from me like a ghost. I said in panic, as if I was carrying a new infectious germ. Then he patted his head, as if suddenly remembering something important.
"Oh, look at me, I've forgotten. I still have to attend a banquet. So, Mr. Elder, I'm going to take a step first." After saying that, he disappeared like a hot wheel under his feet. without a trace.
"Fortunately, I'm smart. If she came here, our Mages Guild would have to..." Talon muttered to himself in the distance.
attend banquet? I looked at the bowls and chopsticks placed on the table, and there were half of the uneaten noodles in them - even if I had to make excuses, I had to find something better.
In the large villa of Lane, I walked around the whole villa, and then sat across from Lane, posing deeply like a thinker's PE.
"Don't you think this villa is too slutty?"
"Oh? Elder, do you have any good suggestions?" Ryan, who was immersed in the book, said without raising his head.
"I think you need a granddaughter!!" I replied decisively.
I will never admit that I walked out with Ryan's pity eyes on me. On the way back, I thought gloomily.
When I opened the door, the white figure was still standing in the same position, with the posture that seemed to remain unchanged forever. I can guarantee that during the time I left, she didn't move at all. It was her who was in a daze. The uniqueness hides professional skills.
"Welcome back, dear master, would you like to eat first, take a shower first, or say----"
She moved forward with small steps, her face gently leaned into my arms, and her index finger circled the sensitive part of my chest.
"Maybe I would be happier if the expression was a little shy."
I looked at a pair of indifferent eyes that were completely opposite to her passionate movements. From the bright yellow eyes that lacked emotion, I could easily think of the face covered by a gauze scarf below. How dull it was at this moment. His expression was like a doll leaning over him, which was really hard to get excited about.
With a condescending hand, I pressed the big soft hat on my head and rubbed it several times before I asked with satisfaction.
"So, I want to know what you are thinking now."
On the hall. I stretched my body and lay on the wicker chair. Directly in front of me was a huge floor-to-ceiling window, inlaid with glass that was more precious than gold. From here, I could easily see the garden in the yard outside the window. I could even open the window and enjoy the view. The refreshing cool breeze coming from outside, oh my, to scare away Princess Sanwu. This fat pig has spent a lot of money.
Jasmine stood quietly behind me, and the posture and expression reflected from the glass were clearly reflected in my eyes - her hands were folded under her belly, her heels were standing together, her petite body was straight, like this With her standard and perfect maid posture, it is hard to imagine that she was a noble princess just a few days ago.
"It's nothing." Her lips parted slightly, and she answered in her own mantra as always.
"Don't want to be with your family?"
"nothing."
"Willingly becoming a humble maid?"
"nothing."
"Do you know what a maid does? No matter how much the master demands, you must agree."
"nothing."
I was defeated, I was completely defeated. I am simply digging my own grave by competing with this three-no princess.
In order to change my mood, I changed the topic.
"What's up with that building that looks like a storage room?" I suddenly remembered the tall, mysterious cylindrical building behind the villa, which was at least three or four times the size of the villa.
"That's... the maid's room." Molisha turned her head to the left, looking away from my doubtful gaze.
"Really?" You are the only maid, do you need to cover it so much?
"Library..." After a long pause. The faint sound of Jasmine's mosquito moan sounded softly.
"What?" I didn't hear clearly.
"That...is the library."
She suddenly turned her head, and the indifference in her eyes finally revealed a trace of emotion that was not easy to detect. She was half annoyed and half shy, just like a rabbit that was driven into panic. He was looking at me vigorously through the medium of glass.
"Uh. No, it's nothing----"
I was shocked and murmured, but in my heart I was cutting that dead fat pig into pieces - no wonder the house felt like it was built in a hurry. I guess the conspiracy this time started from that night when I After winning, it has already begun to be planned and implemented in the dead fat pig's mind.
The atmosphere suddenly became silent, and Princess Sanwu, who was not good at talking, stood behind me expressionlessly. He looked like a fish in water. I'm the only one embarrassed.
"Ahem, that's right. What happened at the door just now? Who taught you to do that?"
I coughed unnaturally a few times. If I think about it carefully, I can find that each of the four greetings by Mo Lisha was different. To be more precise, each time was more ambiguous than the last one, and the last one was even more explicit. I don’t think so. She is the kind of girl who would make such a flattering gesture.
"That...?" Molisha pondered for a moment, flipped her hand gently, and like magic, took out a book and handed it to me.
"Learned the maid's method from here."
I took it and read it, and a series of words all over the cover immediately filled my eyes.
The little secret before bed that the young and strong single baron and his beautiful and lovely maids have to tell! ! ?
What's this...what's going on with a book title that's full of complaints?
"Where did this kind of book come from?" I looked at the cover in a daze.
"I found it when moving the palace library. Because it is related to my current work, I want to keep it as a reference. Do you need it? My dear master, there is a whole series." Princess Sanwu still replied in a tone without any emotion. , and then quickly took out more than ten similar books.
"The bed novel of the energetic single Viscount and the petite and lovely maids", "The missing day of Countess Butterfly and her knights"...
I was dumbfounded as I looked at these stacks of books that were highly suggestive and capable of being complained about, and I was speechless for a moment. "Seizure!!"
After being stunned for a while, I moved all these books to the other side and said decisively.
"You're not old enough to read these books yet."
I stood up and rubbed her soft fleshy hat a few times. With confusion in her eyes, she put the books away and moved to the room upstairs without stopping, preparing to "destroy the corpses and eliminate traces." However, she didn't expect that there were these books in the dark. Well, the contents were...
I flipped through a few pages and nodded. How to describe it? The vocabulary of Dark Continent is rich and exquisite, and the descriptions are delicate and vivid. They are no better than the Chinese nation, which is said to have accumulated five thousand years of experience. It is broad and profound. Well, it is very broad and profound!
"Speaking of which, uh. Maurice, what exactly are you going to do?"
After hiding the book carefully and making sure that even a mouse couldn't find it, I returned to the hall downstairs and saw her still standing there blankly. I couldn't help but wonder, or should I say, what exactly would you do?
This seems to be the first time I have officially called her by her name. I can't continue to call her Princess as before.
"I can do anything." She kept her posture unchanged and turned 180 degrees to face me.
Please don't give such a thought-provoking answer, okay? I shook my head in annoyance. He looked her up and down. With skin as delicate and fair as milk, a figure as petite and delicate as a doll, and a well-trimmed Chinese robe, I could tell at a glance that she was the daughter of a famous noble family. I couldn't help but wonder, does she have the ability to take care of herself? After I went out for training, she was home alone. Will he starve himself to death?
Do I have to hire another maid to take care of her? Talk. In this way, after all, she is here to be my maid. Or be the master? My head started to hurt again. Forget it, leave her alone.
However, I misjudged this time. When night fell, my stomach growled on time like an alarm clock. In order to celebrate the move to a new house, I was about to ask Princess Sanwu to go out for sex together, when I felt a tempting fragrance. It floated over from far away. I stared wide-eyed and looked at the empty dining table in disbelief. I didn’t know when it was filled with mouth-watering dishes.
Jasmine on the other side was placing a plate of steaming sauced pork slices on the table. She was wearing a white apron and a big hat in the shape of a meat bun. It was probably taken off because of inconvenience. Her waist-length black hair flows vertically along her shoulders, and the gauze scarf on her face is also taken off. If you ignore the lifeless expression, she will undoubtedly make any man stunned at this moment.
"Master, dinner is ready."
She gave way and pulled out the chair at the master's position on the oval dining table. She believed that even the head maid with the most vicious eyes could no longer find fault with her posture. Of course, her expression had to be excluded. , it’s not okay for a maid to put on such a bad face.
This was the service of Her Royal Highness the Princess. I sat down gratefully and my mouth watered as I looked at the rich dishes on the table.
"Then, I'll take my leave first." After serving me and sitting down, Molisha bowed.
"Where are you going? Why don't you eat together?" I turned back and looked at her doubtfully.
"After the master uses it, he will eat it in the kitchen." She replied simply.
My mouth opened wide. I was about to say something, but suddenly I was stunned. I sighed helplessly and watched her leave.
I am not a person who pays much attention to rules, so let Molisha work hard to prepare a table of meals. I was squatting in the corner of the kitchen alone by the dim candlelight, eating scraps. Just thinking about this scene already made me feel like I was abusing Loli.
But it's a pity that the little ghost woke up just at this time, and looked at this table of delicacies with bright eyes. She never wants to appear in front of outsiders. I know this, and I weigh the importance, so I still suppress it. He felt the urge to leave Jasmine behind.
"Wow!!"
After Molisha's figure disappeared, the little ghost couldn't wait to come out, and her pink tongue kept licking her lips, looking like a hungry ghost reincarnated.
"Hey, pay attention to your appearance..." Before I could finish my words, she was floating on the dining table. She didn't even use her hands. She tried her best to hold her mouth wide open, and she took a huge piece of meat in her mouth with a "Ah woo" sound. steak.
What kind of saint is this? She was still a little puppy, and I looked at her in adoration as she struggled with the meat steak with her mouth dripping with oil, and couldn't help but laugh.
The table full of dishes was all gone in less than a moment. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t have such a good appetite. At least two-thirds of the food was eaten by the little ghost. I don’t know what her full hands were like. How can such a thing fit into such a small waist, or can ghosts ignore the laws of space? This kind of rule is too nonsense. It seems that as long as it is an alien, it will be able to emit death rays from its hands, mouth and eyes.
When her magic hand reached for the last remaining food, I quickly hit her on the head with a knife falling from the sky.
"Wow!!"
The little ghost who was attacked finally recovered from the temptation of delicious food and stared at me with wide almond eyes.
"How dare you disturb this holy lady from her meal? Don't think you can get over it easily this time. Be prepared to become the excrement of the ten thousand year giant Overlord Chapter in the deep sea."
The resentment towards the food made the little ghost explode in an instant. She had a cute and vicious expression, pouted her greasy mouth and rushed towards me. Unfortunately, her posture lacked offensive power, and it looked more like she was actively throwing herself into my arms. .
"I don't care about you, I'm not afraid of spoiling my stomach."
I dodged and let her jump, then locked her waist from the side, and slapped her beautiful buttocks hard with my big hands. It was cruel enough for Jasmine to eat the leftovers. If I don't leave any leftovers, I will definitely be struck by lightning, and it's time for this little ghost to rest for a while.
"Okay, okay, it will happen every day in the future. Don't eat until you are full. It's not worth it." I pinched the little ghost's snowy face and kissed her fragrant lips before she wailed. Leave...
