Surviving As An obsessive servant | Book - 1

Chapter - 30

The owner of Dencart got off the wagon.

Lastly, he was wearing a much thinner uniform than when he was staying here. Her well-groomed blonde hair moved little by little in the night breeze.

Other than that, nothing had changed.

Even after running a long way for a month, the neat atmosphere and upright posture were the same as before.

And, as always, unimpressed red eyes stared at the front door.

“Master, are you here?”

Even though it was an ambitious time that arrived without a message, there were quite a few hospitality staff.

They were the old butler who greeted politely, the wife who hid tension with a smile from behind a few steps, and the familiar workers.

They were the same people who had not changed as much as this mansion. still no use

I glanced at the boring scene as if passing by, then suddenly turned my head back.

Two boys were disembarking from one of the carriages. Both men were held in the arms of the droopy knight.

'Even one of them was completely insane... … .'

Alexis looked at the pathetic situation for a moment, then turned her head again.

In an instant, his bewildered wife and his eyes met.

She licked her lips as if to say something, but he didn't let it go. Leaving behind the hospitality crowd, I entered the mansion.

Still, the clenched right hand moved occasionally.

just right. Small plosives rang out regularly from their large grips.

On the desk in the office I entered, I laid down three stones that were split into different shapes. The shadow of the stone stretched out from the lamp's fire.

An elderly servant who had been waiting in advance approached. The attendant politely took the cloak he had taken off and lifted it up to tidy it up.

That's all the servant's mission for the past two decades has been. After he had finished his work, he quietly left.

The footsteps were completely gone.

The aide, who had been carefully waiting until then, opened his mouth.

“I have turned all the regions that I ordered to the Ohléans Federation. As the news spreads, the North Point will also respond. We will seize the fleeing traitors as soon as we see them and set an example. The target period is half a year.”

“So.”

The aide looked at the master who was sitting at the desk without a moment's rest and was immersed in thought.

He was always a sharp and bitter man like a knife, but he looked a little different today.

It was because he gave the human order to take care of the two boys who lost their minds in the mess, not even punish the servants.

So I felt a sense of unity that I had never even dared to imagine before. This is because he also has two younger sons.

Perhaps the master also missed his children like himself. Even so, I may not have been able to express it because of the heavy responsibility... … .

After thinking about it, he spoke carefully.

“I did not know that Confucius could be so clever. Mix and destroy Ron, Nell, and Rell to increase the amplification effect... … .”