Hold your breath.
Don't dare to move.
Chris pressed his back against the wall of the bathroom stall, and with the full support of the thief's "stealth", his whole body became completely integrated with the surrounding environment.
But even so, Chris still didn't even dare to raise his head. He only dared to lower his eyes to the ground, and even closed his eyes in the end.
Because he had a very strong premonition.
As long as he turns his eyes slightly and focuses his gaze on Count Thistle, who is directly opposite him, or if he fails to hold back a breath, the other party will be able to instantly detect his presence.
The whole process lasted for more than a minute.
For more than a minute, Earl Thistle stood there like a wooden man. Although Chris closed his eyes, he could feel that the other party's eyes swept over his location several times. , fortunately, it just scanned and did not stop, obviously failing to find him.
Just when Chris almost turned purple and couldn't hold on any longer, the terrifying and eerie silence in the bathroom was finally broken.
The sound of footsteps walking out was heard. Earl Thistle seemed to give up before him and finally left the bathroom.
But, even so.
Even though he was the only one left in the empty bathroom, Chris' intuition did not make him run away in a hurry. Instead, he continued to stay as he was, clinging to the wall, maintaining stealth, motionless.
Except for a few sneaky breaths, of course.
After this continued for a while...
Chris knew that his intuition had saved his life again.
because...
"Uncle...Mr. Earl?" The maid's salute came from outside the bathroom. It was not difficult to hear that in addition to being respectful, there was something strange in the voice.
They didn't know why the master would stand quietly at the door of the bathroom without saying a word.
"Ah, you came just in time."
"The wall of the cubicle in this bathroom is broken. Please remember to find someone to repair it later."
"Oh my, this house and castle are just like people. As they get older, everything goes wrong!"
The familiar and cheerful voice of Earl Thistle came from the bathroom door.
"It's not hard work. It's our honor to be able to...serve you! And...and...you will definitely live a long life and be healthy forever!"
The maids said in unison, some of them with red faces. It was not difficult to hear that it was not false and perfunctory, but sincere.
Indeed, it is extremely rare for a nobleman to have a master like Earl Thistle who has no aristocratic airs, is kind and friendly to others, and has an easy-going temperament.
as well as...
It is said that the Countess unfortunately died in childbirth when she gave birth to Miss Liz, and the Count has never married a new wife.
"Haha, I hope so. Then I will go upstairs to entertain the distinguished guests, and then I will leave it to you here."
Earl Thistle seemed to be amused by the maids. After laughing a few times, he finally walked upstairs.
It wasn't until here that Chris's sense of crisis completely disappeared, but he still didn't care.
Under the cover of the movement of the maids entering the bathroom, Chris dared to move, his figure flashed, and at the fastest speed, he finally left this place that definitely filled him with terrifying shadows.
Then, he didn't stop.
Because the count broke the wall of the bathroom stall just now, causing dust to stain the clothes, so the other party must change clothes now.
Taking advantage of this gap, Chris came to the highest point upstairs, where Vivian and his party were in the Earl's study.
Finally, I finally met this little girl from the country again.
And in the impression that he still had that innocent and kind look on his face that said he knew nothing and had no guard at all, Chris was very anxious.
If he was still hesitating before, was it really the right thing to do? After all, the dream of many rural girls is to come to a big city and work as a maid for aristocratic men.
But now...
Taking a deep breath, Chris, disguised as a maid, carried a teapot and tea sets, and pretended to serve tea to the people in the study.
When Chris finally got his turn with Vivian...
Can...
"Huh?" He didn't know if it was Chris's imagination, but he seemed to hear a slight sound of surprise from the little girl's mouth.
Then, before he could do anything, Vivian looked at him, disguised as a maid, with some curiosity and...
A bit of an indescribable weird look.
But Chris didn't think much about it, and he didn't have the time to think about it anymore. He was now focused on delivering the news to Vivian and leaving the castle.
As for whether Vivian believes what he said...
Just kidding, would Chris even consider this? To put it bluntly, he and Vivian actually had nothing to do with each other. Chris felt that he must have the wrong nerve to even be able to do this for each other.
What?
You said you like her?
This must be the funniest joke Chris has ever heard in his life. A man with a shriveled body and a humble background. His only advantage is that he is good-looking. However, he turns out to have a decent personality. At best, he is innocent and kind, and at worst, he is stupid. Not a single snack machine.
He wouldn't even want a girl like this if she gave it to him for free! like? It’s impossible to like it in this life!
Chris's ambition is not to say that he is an earl's daughter like Miss Liz, but after all, he has to be a plump and rich lady, right?
What are you thinking about?
Quickly put all the messy thoughts in her mind away, and then, under the still unnatural and strange look in Vivian's eyes, the maid Chris handed a cup of hot tea to the little girl.
"Thank...uh...thank you?"
Just when Vivian reluctantly wanted to say thank you to the maid next to her who, reminded by her second personality, turned out to be a man dressed as a woman, the little girl suddenly froze.
Because I only saw...
There were ripples on the tea surface of the cup handed to her, and then a line of small words appeared on it.
[Never have any contact with the Thistle family]
[The Count has a problem]
[Just find any excuse and get out of here! 】
"This is...?"
When Vivian came back to her senses and looked away from the teacup, the maid disguised as a woman had long since disappeared and had already retreated from the study.
replaced by...
"What's wrong, Miss Vivian, are you not used to the tea here?" Earl Thistle's strong voice came from outside the study.
The count returned, having changed his clothes.
"No...of course not." Vivian responded, pretending to be casual, shaking the teacup in her hand, and hiding the words on the teacup.
"Haha, that's good, that's good. Oh, by the way, you can carry that in!"
After Earl Thistle clapped his hands, under the curious gaze of everyone, he asked the servants to bring a large mirror.
"Father, what is this?" Liz turned around in the mirror and asked strangely.
"This is a magic projection mirror that I hired a Vulcan Sect mage to make at a great price. It can reflect all the scenes outside Huodian City in this mirror."
Earl Thistle held his daughter on his lap and stroked Liz's long golden hair lovingly.
"My Lord Earl, do you want to..." Butler Robert was the first to react.
"That's right! Not only here, I also installed magic projections in the center of Huodian City, the largest Vulcan Square."
After Earl Thistle nodded, the expression on his face gradually became serious.
"I have always felt that as the ancient nobles of Huodian City, we are worthy of the title of nobles and can do something for Huodian City. At present, there are obviously so many refugees who have become homeless due to the disaster, but the people in the city are Everyone is indifferent to this, as if it has nothing to do with them, when did the atmosphere in our Huodian City become like this!?"
Earl Thistle became more and more excited as he spoke, as if he was trying his best to suppress the trembling all over his body.
"So, even if we use the assets of the Thistle family..."
"I also want to show the scene outside the city..."
"Let everyone in Huodian City see it!"
Speaking of the last Earl of Thistle, there seemed to be a sense of mission in his voice.
"Only by letting everyone in Huodian City see the appearance of our compatriots, and letting everyone see the arrival of the Divine Envoy, can everyone wake up."
"Only in this way can we truly... awaken! Get salvation!"
"Master..." Butler Robert sighed softly, with a look of helplessness and pride on his face.
While other nobles were thinking about how to drive away these refugees, only his own master did not hesitate to spend a lot of money to build a magic image to speak for these refugees and truly treat the refugees as human beings and his compatriots.
What's more, it's obvious that the earl has thought further, even the divine messenger...should refer to Archbishop Maggie, right?
Obviously, the master wanted to show Archbishop Maggie's disaster-resisting figure to the people of Huodian City in order to cheer everyone up.
Robert felt extremely honored and honored to serve in the family of such an adult.
the other side...
"Father..." Liz's eyes also shone with admiration. She felt happy to have such a father.
"Okay, counting the time, it should be almost there."
Taking a deep breath, and seeming to realize that he had lost his composure just now, Earl Thistle returned to his normal self.
After he waved his hand, the magic projection on the mirror was immediately activated not only in their study room.
From outside the castle, there were also commotions in Huodian City.
Obviously, everyone also noticed the magic projection rising in the Vulcan Square.
At this moment, the scene outside Huodian City includes the refugee camps that have been established one after another, the city guards responsible for maintaining order, and not far away. It can be seen that it is about to end successfully, and only the last small group of sporadic refugees are left. Come out of the huge portal.
Everyone in the city can see it clearly.
"Now, let us..."
"Let's witness the coming of change together!" The earl's murmur echoed in the study.
