Master Overlord

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“Slut, you are crazy!”

Basha yelled sharply, completely without the respectful appearance of a previous maid.

“You are just my stand-in. Do you really think your last name is Bilson? You are crazy! What daydream are you doing! You are just a slave, a slave of our family! You are Issa, slave Issa! How dare you so instruct Me, you cheap man, is that savage grass crazy! What you said, I did to you, you are Issa, recognize your identity!”

Basha doesn’t know if she is crazy, or she is acting crazy and selling silly, but she is going crazy!

This little slut, Issa, dared to instruct her so casually, dress her, serve her for dinner, clean her hair, and completely treat herself as her maid!

And she even called her “Issa” and shouted and drank, as if she really became the Young Lady of the Bilson family, and she became a lowly maid Issa-who is Issa-herself!

Damn, damn cheap, how dare she forget her identity!

“Issa, are you crazy?” Issa said shocked and exasperated looking at Basha of face looks sinister, “How dare you talk to me like this, I want to punish you, you little slut, I want father to turn you off Go into the dungeon! Never admit to mistakes and never think of it!”

“Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!” Basha screamed with fear when she was still imitating herself, “You slut, slut! No one here, no one here! Stop pretending, Just because you want to be a noble young lady, I’m Basha Bilson! Your father is an arsonist, your mother is a bitch in a brothel, you’re a bastard who was sold, a bargain! A bargain!”

Basha yelled as if to dispel the fear in her heart. She stared at Issa, desperately wanting to see her tear off her disguise and recognize her identity.

But Issa is still acting.

“Issa, you, are you really crazy?” Issa looked at her in surprise, “How come you have such a dangerous idea! Issa, it’s my father who spent money to buy you from slave dealers, how dare you do this Think, Issa, you are just a slave, are you my maid, Issa, have you forgotten your origin? You shouldn’t forget, don’t I always remind you, Issa…”

“Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!”

Basha shouted insanely, the name “Issa” drove her crazy, the woman in front of her wanted to replace her, and wanted to steal her name and identity!

“You cheap, cheap! You are just a substitute, you are Issa! You can’t fool me no matter how you pretend, look at your dress, just like your lowly Bloodline, you only deserve to be a savage woman, lowly Maid! That’s my father, don’t pretend, I know you’re not crazy, you’re not crazy! You want to revenge me, revenge me, right! You just want to revenge me! You want to be me, you are jealous of me! You don’t think about it, you’ve only deserved to do…

“pa!”

A loud slap slapped on Basha’s face.

For a moment, she stopped crying and looked at Issa staring, as if she had forgotten the pain.

“You… you hit me, you dare to hit me!”

After came back to his senses, Basha immediately screamed harshly, and with both hands open, he rushed up to teach the cheap thing in front of him.

However, a dagger reached her chest.

Issa squeezed the dagger tightly, and his face was no longer the joy and joy of the previous, but a sardonic look.

“Basha Young Lady.” She smiled and her soft voice was chilly. “Instead of you, isn’t that what you asked me to do, I’m doing well, what’s wrong with you now? Why are you shouting? ?”

Basha’s chest undulated, and Issa’s gaze flicked. The dagger moved up slowly, reaching her throat, and the cold steel pushed her back subconsciously.

“you you……”

“I?” Issa approached step by step, staring closely at those timid eyes, “What’s wrong with me? I’m Issa, don’t you know me anymore? What kind of eyes are you afraid of? I’m your Bilson family Slave, my father is an arsonist, my mother is a prostitute, and I am a hybrid maid, you can be scolded by you at will, and put in a dark and dirty dungeon. Are you afraid of me now?”

“No, no!” Basha stepped back and forth, fear making her want to beg for mercy, but before she could speak, Issa interrupted her again.

“Is this dagger good-looking?” Issa pressed slightly hard in his hand, holding the cold dagger firmly against his throat. “Answer me, is it pretty?”

“looks great.”

With a smile on Issa’s face, he slowly stated: “This is the gift Tuta gave me. On the night I was taken away, under the witness of the stars and the earth, he galloped like a horse, and then we hugged him and he gave My dagger!”

“Sorry, sorry, I…”

Issa shook the head, continue to ask: “Is my clothes beautiful?”

Basha looked down, looking at the sleeveless painted leather coat on her upper body.

This is the typical service of the Fire force. It may be calf leather, and the tanned skill is extremely rough. Maybe it is cooked and dried in the air, and then it is cut into outcrop clothes. The 2 sides are connected with a belt and stand aside. You can clearly see the snow-white bulge.

“It’s beautiful! Especially… especially the painting of the flames above.” Basha racked his brain and came up with a compliment.

“How is it like your skirt?”

Your clothes are shit! Basha thought about it, but said, “Of course, this one is more beautiful than your skirt.”

“that’s it?”

Issa used his hand to push Basha back and forth until she stumbled on a rock, issued cry out in surprise, and dropped her dagger after falling to the ground.

“Is that the praise you can come up with?” Issa held her dagger and looked down at her. “Yes, you are the proud noble Young Lady who has been tired of the praises of the people around since she was born. You never have to worry about such things yourself, but…why!”

Issa pointed the dagger at her on the ground, her body trembling slightly, and the expression on her face was gradually stern: “Is it because of your beautiful face? Is it because you have a good father? Just because you chose a good belly to crawl out ?”

“These are yours!”

“You can yell at me because you have a nightmare; you can burn my hair because the clothes are wrinkled; you can put me in the dungeon because you are in a bad mood; you can order For fun, I put on makeup as a clown and made everyone sneer…why!”

“What do you think the people under the castle will judge you? Noble? Elegant? Beautiful? Smart? Stop dreaming! You idiot, the servants say you are a vicious and cheap man who makes trouble for you. Wish to shove his work into your mouth!”

Issa recklessly reprimanded, venting all the backlog of dissatisfaction and hatred: “Now that you don’t have the name Basha Bilson, who can see that you are a noble young lady? With your elegant and noble temperament? With your beautiful face? Or a smart mind that you don’t have at all? You are nothing!”

“Even the civilians who have seen you in the past and see you wearing this dress only when you are my maid! They don’t remember your appearance at all, they only remember your luxurious skirt, only a surname Bilson, The girl named Basha is the aristocratic Young Lady! And now, I am Basha Bilson! You, but a lowly maid who is greedy for life and fears for death, will not do anything!”

Basha fell to the ground, staring at Issa in front of her eyes. She never knew that the people in the castle looked at her like this, and there was a horseman with a fat face like a fat pig.

“Why, scared by the truth and unable to speak? There are even more unpleasant, vicious language that you have never heard before!” Issa continued, “I will all you know, noble etiquette, scholarly knowledge. You can do everything, I can do it, and I can do it, you can do nothing! Without your father, without the luxurious skirt and Knight guard, without the surname Bilson, you are nothing! “

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