Civilization Guardian Front

Adara, who has been an instructor for many years, can judge the learning progress of the lower-level priests based on the coherence and consistency of the characters and strokes and the length of the transcription.

"Your Majesty is very optimistic about you, I hope you will live up to your expectations and continue to work hard."

"Yes, I will." The girl folded her hands in front of her body and replied respectfully.

"Thank you for your guidance and encouragement."

End today's training itinerary and walk out of the church.

Aha...

Selka Ziberku couldn't help sighing.

The archbishop's optimism has nothing to do with how many miracles she has learned.

It was only because she had an overly outstanding older sister that she was noticed by my subordinates...

At her own age, my elder sister has already mastered all the miracles in the holy scriptures of the church, and has practiced swordsmanship that is not inferior to that of a superior knight. seat of the priesthood.

If it weren't for my sister's choice of knighthood, she would definitely be a bishop now, ruling a county.

In comparison, I, who was still copying "Healing Tears" and didn't even know what the scriptures looked like, was far behind.

Selka understands that something like talent cannot be compensated by hard work.

What's more, my sister worked harder than myself.

Within the church, however, the pressure of comparison is omnipresent.

The reasons behind the concern, flattery, envy, and jealousy from the archbishop, the patriarch, and peers are almost exactly the same.

So you are the sister of the chief knight...

The speed of learning is not exaggerated, it is only a little faster than us...

Tsk, why is she being taken special care of...

Can't escape.

The shadow of my sister.

Even at dusk, under the sky that was dyed a blush by the sunset, you can still feel the special eyes cast by some citizens after recognizing yourself as "Your Excellency Alice's sister".

I'm used to it, but I'm not used to it either.

The hands holding the church books were subconsciously locked.

Invisible fatigue climbed up his back.

Selka quickened his pace, and finished his journey home as soon as possible before the heavy feeling slowed down his body.

Trot up the ramp, enter the "Tearstone District" through the heavily guarded inner city gate, and follow the main street to the high ground.

"..."

The girl stopped at a location about twenty steps away from Ziberku's house.

eyes on the front...

Wearing a well-tailored black velvet dress jacket, trousers, pointed leather shoes, and a white shirt with a bow tie at the neckline, the black-haired young man stood there quietly like a portrait carefully carved by a master.

Who is it?

Selka didn't know this person.

I don't even understand why the other party has to guard the door of her house.

He was hesitating whether to step forward and ask.

At this time, the young man raised his eyes slightly.

When he found the girl standing on the street, his gaze instantly became sharp as a knife, and he looked up and down as if confirming that he was not mistaken.

Immediately, he walked towards Selka's position.

Selka felt inexplicably nervous.

Like a hamster stared at by a poisonous snake.

"Excuse me, is this Miss Selka Ziberku?"

The young man asked with a smile on his face.

"Yes, yes." Selka flinched.

Cazzo, someone is finally here, otherwise I will have to stand here for a long time...

"what?"

Just now, I seem to have heard something...

"Excuse me..." The young man still had an impeccable smile on his face.

"I am Chios Pesheim, who was hired by Your Excellency Alice and who will be the housekeeper of the Ziberuku house starting today. Since my sister did not inform me of the specific arrival time, I failed to find anyone at the headquarters of the Knights. If I can wait in front of the mansion, please bear with me if I am rude."

After listening to the young man's self-introduction, Selka couldn't hide his surprise and said:

"Chios...are you the volunteer soldier my sister mentioned?"

"I am indeed a volunteer soldier, and there should be no second person who uses this name among my colleagues." Chios nodded.

"Although I'm a little curious about how Sister Ling evaluates me in private, the street is really not a suitable place to talk about. In addition, I have been standing here for nearly four hours. Can we talk about it after entering the house, Miss Selka. "

Say a few words about the recent situation

The state has been at a trough all month.The double impact of the external and internal environment had a significant impact on this book, especially after the explosion, the data dropped rapidly. I don’t know if you can feel it, but I feel very deeply about it when I check the background data every day. The blow is not generally big.

I understand that the large-scale deletion and revision of dozens of chapters will definitely lead to a poor reading experience and make it difficult to retain new readers, but there are really too many things that need to be repaired. If you want to adjust the content to meet the platform requirements and be smooth enough, basically It's like reimagining those chapters, I really don't have the energy to do so, I can only watch my painstaking creations become dung

From the beginning of the book, no one cares about it, to the gradual improvement, although there is no explosive growth, but the slow and steady increase in reader support is the biggest motivation for me to persevere all the way.Now, all of this is gradually collapsing in front of my eyes and becoming fragmented, which shows the fact that my years of hard work have been in vain overnight

Recently, I often feel at a loss, because the situation I encounter is not something that I can improve with my heart. I can't change the current situation, and the feeling of powerlessness that I can't get out of the mud is tormenting me all the time.

What pushes me forward now is not only my own desire to complete the story, but also the sense of responsibility to support the part of the readers so far.As for the prospects of this book and the meager and still declining income, I don't care much anymore

Depressed mood really caused a lot of trouble to my creation, and the plots I came up with when I was in a bad mood were also bad, so I really can’t show it to you

As the author, I am sorry

Chapter 860? Sympathy

"So that's why my sister didn't come home last night..."

Listening to Chios recounting what happened yesterday, Selka, who was sitting on the sofa, nodded with a reserved posture.

Feeling from the young man who was waiting on the side, it seemed that she was born with aristocratic temperament, which made her unconsciously use the honorific:

"However, does this have anything to do with you being the housekeeper, Mr. Chios? My sister said that you are a swordsman with superb swordsmanship, and you should not just be a soldier, but the housekeeper... I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend , but this kind of job doesn't seem to be able to make full use of your talents."

Chios could naturally hear the deep meaning in the other party's words.

"Miss Selka thinks I'm not good at serving people?"

"Hey... well, because you make me feel more like a nobleman."

"Heh..." Chios laughed lightly.

There is obviously a misunderstanding in the girl's understanding of the nobles.

"Most of the servants around the king who serve the food and daily life are of noble origin. It is a great honor for the nobles to serve the lord nearby. It is true that we are used to being served, but it does not mean that we do not know how to take care of others."

This is tantamount to admitting that he has an extraordinary background.

"You are indeed of noble birth."

Selka looked at Chios with curious eyes, as if seeing a prince in exile in a legendary story.

A child is a child.

I always look forward to the hidden secrets hidden behind ordinary things, as if the other party will take me on an adventure after discovering the secret.

One can imagine how boring childhood living in the church was...

"Yes or no is not important, after all, my country has perished." Chios replied vaguely, not intending to fabricate a false experience to satisfy the other party.

"What is in front of you now is just a mercenary who is not officially prepared by the Church, nothing more."

Stop here, there is no answer below, which makes Selka a little disappointed.

"You haven't told me why you decided to be a butler."

(Needless to say, of course it’s here to brush up favorability...)

Chios thought to himself.

Sisters who depended on each other after the death of their parents must have attached great importance to each other.

If you build a good relationship with one of them, the perception of the other will also improve. If you can do both, wouldn't your progress be soaring?

He thought so, but he couldn't admit it.

Tilt the teapot, fill the bone china cup with [-]% black tea, and place it on the table in front of the girl.

"The reason is simple. The salary offered by Her Excellency Alice is too much for me to refuse."

"Just, that's it?"

"That's right."

"..."

Selka leaned back on the cushion as if she had lost her dream, losing her strength.

The world of adults is too realistic.

"However, it doesn't seem quite right to say it's all about the money..."

Chios added a sentence at the right time.

He didn't want to completely dampen the other party's curiosity.

Unlike Alice, who has exchanged sword skills several times and has a harmonious relationship, Selka, as a trainee clergyman, spends most of the day in the church's central sanctuary, only two days from evening to after dinner. Three hours to interact with her.

If there is no common topic, most of the next week's getting along will easily fall into the embarrassing situation of nodding and greeting each other with a dry smile, and wishing to get out quickly.

Things have developed to this point, and the difficulty of breaking the ice will rise in a straight line.

Therefore, it is very important to make a deep impression on the first meeting.

At least one foreshadowing to start the topic in the future should be buried.

So he threw out the bait:

"On the one hand, I hope to repay Your Excellency Alice's kindness for accepting my suggestion at the beginning, then personally instructing me in swordsmanship, and sponsoring the purchase of equipment. On the other hand, I would like to thank Your Excellency Alice..."

In the second half of the speech, Chios lowered his eyes and changed his tone slightly. He was not as calm and indifferent as before, and seemed a little hesitant.

This change suddenly aroused the girl's interest.

After a pause for a while, until the audience's eyes filled with anticipation, Chios shook his head slowly as if trying to dispel excess distracting thoughts in his mind.

He continued in an uncertain tone:

"The longer we know each other, the more I care about Her Majesty Alice, her preferences, her family, her past...Why can she grow into an awe-inspiring and beautiful paladin at this age? Everything, everything is unknown It all tugs at my heartstrings, making me involuntarily want to explore."

clatter...

There was the sound of footsteps stopping at the door of the mansion.

The slight movement did not attract Selka's attention.

"Do you like your sister?"

"certainly."

"!?"

"Eh?"

Unexpectedly, Chios would answer so decisively, and Selka didn't know how to answer for a while.

By the way, over there by the front door...

Was there any strange sound just now?