Surviving As An obsessive servant | Book - 1

Chapter - 19

When Edrick asked, Crimson said, '… … What did this master eat wrong? Why are you doing this all of a sudden?'

Wasn't it the master who didn't even mention a word even if dozens of servants changed during that time?

So, Robel was able to tell the butler that he could be the guide for a day or so.

In the original procedure, we had to get Edric's permission, but everyone decided that there was no big problem.

But now he was angry as if he had lost his crutches.

His eyes were even worse than when he was throwing things or doing bullying like before.

Said Crimson, who swallowed a gulp.

"that… … sorry… … .”

“… … .”

Edric didn't throw things, but he acted just like his old personality. I looked at them with poisonous eyes and fell back into the quilt.

The servants looked at the prepared meals and vials with embarrassment.

Recently, thanks to Lobel, I ate some, if not all, of them, so no one expected that they would refuse like this.

The servants exchanged glances, telling each other that you should step forward. But no one spoke.

As the food slowly cooled, a slit in Crimson's forehead.

If we just take it, Robell's face shimmers, and trying to convince him to feed him doesn't have the wit he deserves.

then… … I'd rather just say what he said... … .

The determined Crimson stepped forward.

"young master."

“… … .”

“Okay, hmmm. I had a message from Mabel this morning.”

You must be listening... … ?

Crimson muttered helplessly as she stared at the pile of blankets still motionless.

“Even if I die, I don’t want to leave the master’s side, but the Duchess’s order has no choice but to go. This is the best, so he told me to take good care of the master… … .”

“… … .”

"and… … The master said that he would understand me like that. what… … One heart or one accord or something... … . Anyway, he said he believed in the master. I'm sure you'll be waiting for me."

For some reason, Crimson coughed several times because his voice seemed to be getting worse and worse.

I regret that I said it for nothing, but something amazing happened. The quilt, which had not even moved, slid down.

Edric, still sullen, instructed Crimson.

“… … Bring it.”

… … Does this really work?

It was hard to believe, but before he changed his mind, he hurriedly grabbed a meal.

Edrick raised his fork with a look he didn't really want to eat as much as bird feed.

After eating, Edrick emptied more than half the vial. He looked out the window with a frown on his brow, slightly puffy.

Today, the sun was so sweet that it was warm.

“Then can we wait outside?”

When Crimson asked with a face he wanted to leave immediately, Edrick nodded. And the servants went out faster than they came.