Although she is not very old, she is still just a little girl, but her overly beautiful and bright face is very offensive. The divine light is so bright that it makes people feel ashamed, and they almost dare not look directly at it.
In short, he is a type that is not easy to mess with at first sight.
She walked straight over, took Wayne's hand, and said kindly to the younger maid who looked frightened: "Your name is Anna, right? Please bring some pastries to my study. "
The maid named Anna hurriedly bowed again and stammered in response: "Yes... I obey! Miss Chrissy!"
Chrissy nodded and led Wayne away.
He never glanced at the elderly maid next to him.
Along the way, various servants greeted Chrissy, sounding very respectful, but Chrissy's response was reserved and cold.
However, no one greeted Wayne, and many people looked at Wayne and Chris in surprise, as if they didn't understand why such a scene occurred.
Wayne's mind was completely confused, and he was dragged into another elegant room.
In the center is a heavy desk, with a map made of some kind of animal fur cushioned on it, and huge walls of books on both sides.
Fortunately, there are two long sofa seats near the door, which seem to be used for temporary reception.
Chrissy pulled him to sit down on the sofa, and then she had time to talk to him. "Wayne, I heard that you are sick. Are you feeling better now?"
Looking at the familiar scene in front of him, Wayne finally knew what was wrong.
Isn't this the study room of the heroine in the animation I was watching before?
Could it be that this Chris is the villainous young lady who was transported through time?
"Well... it should be... better... right?"
He secretly looked at the little girl next to him with his peripheral vision.
Chrissy's blond hair was smooth and slightly curled at the end. She was wearing an exquisite little top hat, and the pendant studded with bright gemstones swayed with her movements, which was very eye-catching.
"It's great that you're okay." She patted her flat chest.
Oops, she's even cuter than in the anime.
Wayne suddenly realized a problem.
If we follow the settings in the animation, he is the newly adopted son of the great aristocrat Elliot Winche. However, the hostess of the Duke's Palace suspects that he is Elliot's illegitimate son who is living outside the country and is just looking for a name. Return to the family as an adopted son.
No wonder those servants have such strange attitudes.
It seems that he has become persona non grata.
While Wayne was trying to remember the original plot, Chris suddenly took his hand and held it in front of her.
Those watery eyes stared at Wayne unblinkingly.
"Wayne, actually...actually, I, I have always really, really wanted to have a younger brother. Please, please just call me sister from now on!"
I was still stumbling in the first half, but by the end of the sentence, I read the lines at a very fluent speed as if I was risking my life, and then looked at him expectantly.
"Uh...but I..." Wayne hesitated.
"It's okay." Chris seemed to completely understand his worries.
"None of what happened in the past is important! You just need to know one thing - from now on we are a family that loves each other." She said decisively.
Hiss... Wayne was almost burned by her eyes that seemed to shine with infinite light.
Is this the power of the protagonist’s aura? Seeing the matter-of-fact expression on her face, Wayne felt a slight toothache.
"Dong dong." There was a gentle knock on the door.
Chrissy immediately resumed her sitting posture and put a little distance away from Wayne.
"Please come in."
The young maid Anna I saw just now came in with a plate of exquisite pastries and two cups of hot tea, and placed them carefully on the table.
"Please use it slowly."
She pressed the empty tray to the front of her apron and backed up to leave.
"Wait a moment."
The maid was stopped in her tracks.
Chris gently picked up the teacup and took a sip.
The temperature is neither hot nor cold, just right.
"You and the other maid—" Her face suddenly became clouded, and her aura was very fierce and terrifying: "Who instructed you to go to Wayne to cause trouble?"
In an instant, his voice and appearance became fierce.
Kris stared at the maid in front of her, as if she was going to torture the disobedient slave in the next second.
Horrible, the aura of this protagonist is so terrifying!
When the maid Anna heard her question, her body trembled slightly, but she still mustered up the courage to answer: "Yes... it's Madam..."
"What a way!" Chris slammed the cup on the table with a bang. Even Wayne, who was sitting aside, was startled by the sudden outburst.
The maid's knees weakened and she quickly knelt on the ground, not daring to raise her head.
"How could my mother use such low-level methods? Are you trying to deceive and alienate the kingdom's top nobles - Duke Elliot Winche and his family!?"
"Please think carefully before you answer." Chris threatened coolly, "If you don't tell the truth, I will ask the housekeeper to kick you out of the Duke's Mansion immediately."
In just a moment, Ana's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.
"Ms. Chris! I didn't lie, Ms. Chris... I was just following the orders of Michelle, the senior maid. She told me personally that this was Madam's order, so I followed it..."
She put her forehead on the carpet and her voice gradually became inaudible: "Please... please don't kick me out. I still have a sick brother at home... I need this salary..."
"Chrissy."
A mature and majestic female voice sounded at the door.
Chris looked away from the maid, her sharp expression melting like ice and snow.
She patted her skirt and stood up, bowing gracefully. "Mother."
When Wayne saw this, he quickly stood up and performed a very non-standard etiquette.
"Leave this matter to Hall." The arrogant and imposing lady ordered calmly.
Following her words, an unsmiling butler with gray hair and a neat tuxedo came forward and dragged away the maid Anna who was lying on the ground ashen.
The mistress of the Duke's Palace, Mrs. Ashwell Winche, was the most beloved only daughter of the previous prime minister of the kingdom. Of course, she was also an out-and-out noble.
Although she is a beauty, she is known to be difficult to get along with in the upper-class aristocratic circles. In daily life, the Duchess's pursuit of appearance etiquette and beauty even reaches the point of being harsh.
However, as long as something is approved by her, it can even determine the fashion direction of the kingdom in the next period of time. Her aesthetics are sought after by a large number of ladies in the capital, and she is one of the undisputed leaders in the social circle of the capital. .
Mrs. Ashwell turned her head and looked at Wayne for a while.
Then he said with some waning interest: "I have not arranged for anyone to do such a thing. As for whether you want to believe it or not, that's up to you."
Is this an explanation?
How arrogant, madam! If I hadn’t read the script, I would have thought it had something to do with you!
Wayne complained inwardly.
After saying that, Ashwell stared at Chris again, with a gloomy tone, and said slowly: "My dear daughter, I hope you have a reasonable explanation for skipping the flower arrangement teacher's class midway."
Chrissy stiffened.
"Well... Now, Mom, learning flower arrangement is actually unnecessary, isn't it?"
She leaned over and acted coquettishly, trying to get away with it: "I don't need to make a living from this, and it won't do any good to my body..."
"no."
Ashwell was unmoved.
"Chris, please listen to me clearly. The battlefield for noble ladies is at banquets and ceremonies, not poking around with a wooden stick like you do!"
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She defended guiltily: "That's because... because I heard people say that using precious wood is more conducive to the summoning of magic..."
"That's not the case." Ashwell frowned and asked in confusion: "Who told you such a ridiculous theory?"
"Uh... it's an unnamed Kamen Rider who just happened to pass by. Oh, that's not important!" Chris pulled Ashwell, "Mom, let me have a day off today, just one day! I don't want to go …”
However, her resistance was ruthlessly suppressed. Ashwell picked her up and prepared to take her out of the room by force.
Seeing Chris, who was so majestic just now, being dragged away like a chicken by the mother-in-law, Wayne almost burst out laughing.
He tried hard to maintain his usual harmless expression, and suddenly asked in a low voice as if he remembered something: "Ah, by the way, Sister Chris...can I borrow your book to read?"
"Oh ho ho ho ho~ Of course, my dear brother."
When Ashwell heard her strange voice, she increased her intensity with a dark face.
"Mom, Mom! Be gentle, my little hat is about to fall off..."
Chrissy's screams disappeared outside the door.
very good.
Wayne turned back and looked at the rows of neatly arranged bookshelves.
