Western Fantasy: I can brush entries infinitely

Chapter 36 New Maid

Walking deep into the alley, Ron stopped at a remote corner.

Not long after, the footsteps from behind approached, and a sharp voice came, "I found a place where no one was there by myself, just to save us from disposing of the corpse."

The other party's intentions were obvious, Ron frowned and saw that the three rough men who came were the ones who were drunk in the tavern before.

It seemed that the moment he stepped into the tavern, the three of them had spotted him.

Ron didn't speak, just stared at the three of them coldly.

"Boy, what's in your bag? Take it out and have a look." One of them ordered viciously, while the other two showed greedy eyes.

Ron ignored it, opened his arms, and asked with a puzzled expression: "It's not difficult to see that I am a nobleman with my outfit, right? How dare you harm me in a place like the capital?"

Hearing this, the three of them looked at each other and laughed.

"What about the nobles? Once you die, and no one sees you, who would know that we did it?"

"This young master was born a nobleman, but his brain is not very good."

"That's right, it doesn't make sense that such a fool can be a nobleman!"

The three of you said nothing to Ron, and Ron didn't get angry, but found it ridiculous.

They hated the nobility and wanted to be nobility themselves.

"It seems that you must kill me. It's a pity." Ron raised his head slightly, looking up at 45 degrees. This sentence was not addressed to the three of them, but it was a pity that this seemingly prosperous and beautiful royal capital would also Dirty things exist.

"Where is so much nonsense! Kill him."

The three of them pulled out their daggers and short knives from behind at the same time, and slowly approached Ron. Judging from the degree of cooperation of the three of them, they had done a lot of this kind of thing.

"The last question, what do you do with the body after you kill me?" Ron asked calmly, without changing his expression.

"Hey, you guys are really interesting. For the sake of you not afraid of death, I will tell you kindly."

The man licked the dagger with his tongue, and said with a fierce face: "If someone else doesn't need to worry about it, there will naturally be guards to deal with it. But you are a nobleman. After we kill you, we will strip you of your clothes."

Before he finished speaking, Ron interrupted: "Oh! I understand. Noble clothes can be exchanged for a lot of gold coins, and it can also mislead the guards not to recognize my noble status, prolonging your security time."

"Uh" the man froze.

The companion next to him was surprised: "Brother, this kid hit the spot right away. Is this smart or stupid?"

"Why do you care so much?"

The man cursed, then looked at Ron, and said gloomily, "You must die today, if you want to blame it, you can blame yourself."

The three of them charged straight at Ron, and he raised his right hand expressionlessly. In an instant, the alley became dull and silent.

dong dong dong.

There were three soft beeps in a row, and the surroundings were bright again. Ron picked up the cloth bag and walked past the three corpses, and the three stayed here forever.

Now that the three of them have given the answer, let's do as they wish.Ron thought he was very kind, after all, he had asked the other party what he thought.

After leaving the alley, Ron got into a carriage and left Lank Street directly.

What happened in the alley just now was just a small episode for Ron, and the deaths of the three of them would not be taken seriously by him.

But the occurrence of this kind of thing gave Ron a little vigilance.

Just like there is day and night in a day, where there is light there is darkness.Even in the most prosperous capital of the Carlo Kingdom, disgusting things will happen.

Not to mention the Arnold territory in the countryside, Ron wondered if a special agency should be set up to manage similar things.

When he went all the way back to the hotel, everyone had already returned, and Marvin found him excitedly, and presented him with a gorgeous document.

"My lord, the palace's approval document has come down, it should be to invite you into the palace to confer the title."

Ron took the paperwork from Marvin.

The documents in the royal palace are quite special. They are rolled up, and the ribbons that bind the documents are stuck with sealing wax.

Each of these things is high-end goods.

He took a look at it and put it away. It was indeed what Marvin said, and he said to everyone: "Tomorrow I will enter the palace for the conferring ceremony."

"Great!"

Everyone was very happy and very happy.

Ron looked at them and smiled. He thought it would take a few more days, but he didn't expect it to be so soon. The king's recent government affairs are very easy?
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Arnold's Territory, Baron's Mansion.

A few days after the lord left, a silver-haired girl came here. She looked seventeen or eighteen years old. She had a delicate face and a tall figure, and no one could find any faults. It looks cold and arrogant.

She came to a girl about her age and asked coldly, "Are you Irene?"

Irene was making a new flavor of pudding, when the beautiful silver-haired girl suddenly appeared, she was startled, and she nodded blankly when she heard this.

"Yes, it's me."

The silver-haired girl raised her mouth and said coldly, "Okay, I remember you. My name is Rosalind, remember my name."

Then the silver-haired girl left quickly, and Irene froze in place, not knowing why.

And the next day, she saw that strange silver-haired beautiful girl again, but this time it was at the newcomer meeting.

In front of the hall, Diana stood in front and introduced the girl next to the maids.

"This is the new maid, named Rosalind, who will replace Joyce's previous work. I hope everyone will treat her with kindness and don't make any mistakes in her work."

Diana said seriously, as the head maid of the mansion, of course she knew that Rosalind was Mr. Egbert's granddaughter, but she didn't point it out during the introduction.

Because in her opinion, such an identity cannot bring any help to the work of a maid.

"Okay, let's go to work."

The process of introducing the new maid was brief, and it ended when Diana let Rosalind meet everyone.

Rosalind looked at the new head maid beside her, and through brief contact, she deeply understood the vigorous and resolute style of doing things. She was not afraid, but full of fighting spirit.

She came here as a maid just to prove to grandpa and father.

"Eileen, wait a minute."

At this time, Diana stopped Irene who was about to leave.

"Maid, is there anything I need to do?" Irene was a little apprehensive, not because she was afraid of the heavy tasks ahead, but because she was afraid of the "serious head maid".

Whether it's the previous head maid or the current head maid, in Irene's impression, they are all difficult to communicate with.

Unlike Sister Joyce, she looks cold on the outside, but she is very enthusiastic inside, and she will tell stories to her and Little Meili at night.

While Irene was thinking wildly, Diana spoke again: "The clothing store has sent a batch of clothes and put them in the clothes room. You can send them to Miss Melittoia."

After a pause, he continued: "It's been hot recently, and it's no longer suitable to wear the clothes I used to wear."

Irene opened her mouth wide, she didn't expect the head maid to be so thoughtful.Respond immediately and do what Diana ordered.

Rosalind listened to the whole process, when did the Baron's Mansion have a Miss Melittoia?
"Come with me. You are a newcomer and you won't have heavy work tasks for you in the near future. I will teach you the rules and precautions in person. Take a good look at it and learn it."

Diana walked forward, the distance between each step was the same, her body was straight, her eyes were looking straight ahead, her hands were crossed on her abdomen, and she was walking more gracefully and gracefully.

On the other hand, Rosalind appeared confused in order to keep up with her, like a soldier in disarray.

Diana stopped, turned to look at her and said, "It seems that I need to teach you how to walk."

Rosalind looked down at Diana's long legs, and said bitterly, "Thank you for the teaching of the head maid."

Grandpa, father. I won't give up!
(End of this chapter)