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"It seems that Mr. Litton is actually an idiot. I understand. I have been treating you with the attitude of normal people before. I am really rude."

"Although your etiquette is very standard, what you just said is really too much. What is the attitude towards normal people? Isn't such a bad attitude not your limit?"

She saluted lightly and said calmly.

"Don't worry, although Mr. Litton is stupid and pitiful, I will still heal you with warm and full maid elements."

"How can a maid like you with a poisonous tongue have such a warm element..."

Volume 214 Homecoming: Chapter 213 Chapter [-] Chichimora's Melancholy

Since everything has been done and is perfect in other respects, there is nothing wrong with a little shortcoming, right?

Why do you force yourself to become more perfect when you are already perfect?

Isn't this too greedy?

Yvette often wonders in her heart, obviously she does everything from housework, snacks to cleaning, but others take it for granted, as if she should be like this as a maid, but keep staring at her Let go of the shortcomings.

Although she also worked as a maid in several masters' homes, she was dismissed by them without exception on the grounds of her poisonous tongue and inability to cook dinner.

"Can't you restrain your bad personality? Isn't it good to pretend to be in the carriage?"

But in that case, do you have to keep pretending?

Looking at the helpless merchant couple in front of her, Yvette thought silently in her heart, and ran back into the cage of the carriage again.

In fact, she is not unwilling to change. If she really meets a man she likes, if she really meets a love that can accept her, then she will definitely work hard to change herself and become the object that man likes.

But can't... can't even accept her little waywardness?

"Are you not planning to go to the Principality of Rogier?"

Neil looked at Yvette who was standing across the desk in surprise, seeing how she nodded.

"Why do you suddenly not want to... oh~"

As Neil spoke, he immediately raised his eyebrows and nodded in understanding.

"Have you made sure?"

"I don't know what you're talking about."

Yvette saluted slightly and said calmly.

"Also, your sight makes me feel very sick, can you please stop looking at me like that?"

"Tsk, can't you get rid of your poisonous tongue? Maybe you can find your husband sooner?"

Seeing Neil's somewhat helpless expression, Yvette lowered her head slightly after being silent for a while.

"Master Neil, the fact that you can get up to Miss Euphemia with such a cheap mouth like you makes me full of confidence in myself."

She gently picked up the hem of the skirt with her fingers, and said.

"After all, I am much cuter than you. Someone like you can be liked by others. A maid as cute as me will be pursued by a large number of people just by standing on the street."

Hard, fist hard...

Neil gritted his teeth and looked at her calm expression as if nothing had happened. After thinking about it, he felt as if he had been beaten violently, and Euphemia would have to teach him a lesson afterwards. He sighed and leaned back on the backrest. superior.

"Forget it, it's your freedom to pursue him however you want, but don't forget that some coercive methods of seduction are not allowed."

He looked at Yvette in front of him, stroked his chin, and said.

"But if you are Chichimora, you shouldn't have to worry about this. As for Litton..."

"According to the sincerity of that guy, if you just come to a monster to pretend to be grievances and show cuteness, you can vote directly. It's easy to pass, and you don't need those fancy tricks."

"Master Neil, Mr. Litton is just a simple idiot, and has nothing to do with my choice not to go to Rogier Principality at all."

"In addition, although he is serious, he will button the buttons in the wrong place at least twice a day."

"Although the etiquette is very good, when you eat, you will unconsciously drop food residue on your body."

"Although the appearance of swinging the sword is very serious, but it is easily influenced by the surroundings."

"To sum up, an idiot like him has absolutely no elements worthy of my staying, so please stop joking."

"As expected of Chichimora, you have figured out that guy's work and rest habits so quickly."

However, the smile on Neil's face became thicker, and he looked at her with unfriendly eyes, and waved his hand.

"I understand, I understand, it has nothing to do with that guy at all, it's just pure instinct as a maid."

"Master Neil, the expression on your face right now is really disgusting."

Seemingly realizing that she would only be teased by Neil if she stayed any longer, she also casually put away the empty dinner plate on the table and walked out of the office.

"Hey, Miss Yvette? Why are you here?"

The sudden voice from behind made her eyelids twitch, and she quickly turned around to look at Litton who looked puzzled.

Seeing the dinner plate in her hand, he suddenly realized.

"Oh, so it's for Master Neil..."

"when did you come?"

However, Yvette's unkind words interrupted him all of a sudden, making his face suddenly stiff.

"Uh, Miss Yvette...?"

As she suddenly took a few steps forward and shortened the distance between them, Litton couldn't help but raise his head subconsciously to avoid rubbing his face against Yvette's forehead, and there seemed to be a faint transmission on his chest. A soft illusion came.

"when did you come?"

Those eyes that were so close at hand contained emotions like murderous intent, which immediately made Litton's forehead covered with cold sweat.

"Just...just here..."

"I see. It seems that Mr. Lytton has not committed any petty theft."

When Litton came back to his senses, Yvette had already retreated a few steps, saluted him gently, and said calmly.

If it wasn't for the fragrance still lingering in his nose, Litton would even think that it was all his own illusion just now.

"Then I have too many things to do to play with Mr. Lytton."

"Oh yes, one more thing."

Yvette, who was about to leave on her own, suddenly turned her head and said to Litton, who was just about to breathe a sigh of relief.

"I am still in charge of Mr. Litton's dinner today, and please eat it with the same vigor as last night."

Litton's face suddenly turned green.

"After all, you said that the results of hard work should not be wasted, right? I don't think Mr. Lytton is an idiot, he shouldn't say one thing and do another thing, right?"

"Then, excuse me."

After bowing slightly again, she also turned around and left gracefully along the corridor.

Seeing that Yvette seemed to have really left this time, Litton's tense body softened all of a sudden.

"call......."

While he was relieved, he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and murmured with lingering fear.

"Why does it feel like Miss Yvette is becoming more and more terrifying? Have I offended her...?"

After thinking about it and realizing that he was completely confused, he also temporarily gave up and knocked on the office door.

"Master Neil, do you have time now? Miss Meisha wants to see you, because it is about the follow-up improvement of the windmill..."

Returning to the Country, Volume 215: Chapter 214 Chapter [-] Demon-gathering Windmill

Following the light that burst out from Neil's hand, the windmill towering in front of them also began to slowly rotate.

"How is it? Is the current energy collection efficiency enough?"

Hearing the buzzing sound from above his head, he also turned his head and asked Meisha who was observing in front of the energy meter at the side.

"It's a little higher than the predetermined value, but I'm afraid it's because of the follow-up effects of your initial infusion of magic power. The specific duration and efficiency need to wait for them to stabilize."

While talking, Meisha yelled at Carpenter who was standing at the bottom of the windmill.

"Hey, Carpenter, what about your side?"

Carpenter watched those mechanical structures rotate as expected, and didn't seem to disintegrate. He also breathed a sigh of relief, and nodded towards the two of them.

"Is it okay for now, then the next thing is..."

Neil murmured, and several light blue crystal tubes appeared in his hand, which were thrown into the liquefied land bit by bit, and began to extend towards a machine not far away.

After a period of debugging, Mesha, Carpenter, and Neil continued to try, and finally came up with a prototype that was probably usable.

After spending several more days, they also came to a remote open space in Yateto, and began to build the first official magic-gathering windmill.

And as Neil began to send the magic conduit into the ground little by little, all the way through the underground of the machine tool, the indicator light on it also slowly lit up.

Although it was very bleak, it was within their expectations.

The current magic-gathering windmill is still storing magic power bit by bit, and only after it has enough energy to maintain its operation, it will start to transmit the excess energy outward.

After waiting for a while, Neil, who saw that the indicator light had completely turned back to normal, also moved the operating lever on it to start the entire machine tool.

Looking at the parts being molded one by one from the conveyor belt, Neil's face suddenly brightened.

"It's done, it works."

Hearing his words, Carpenter and Meisha, who were standing in the distance, were immediately relieved, and their expressions became as happy as him.

"The value here is no problem, the same as the effect of the micro-test at that time."

"There is no abnormality in the rotation of the windmill, but I don't know if there will be a relatively large change if it encounters some bad weather."

The two of them also came over and looked at the machine tool shut down by Neil together.

"However, this aspect has also been considered. The absorption threshold of the windmill is higher than that during normal operation, which is used to ensure that the efficiency is insufficient in windless weather or bad weather."

Meisha took off the goggles and put her hands on her hips proudly.

After all, even the magic conduit created by Neil was designed by her, and she can be said to be the first-class skill in this respect.

With such a huge contribution, Neil also selectively ignored the joyful thing she had to do when designing the windmill into a machine with various sticks and tentacles installed.

If it wasn't for Carpenter's fast running back then, some part of him would have been brutally devastated by Meisha's invention.

Although the things she designed are more or less off the mark, but as long as they can be controlled, the things she researched are completely fine.

"Are you going to start mass producing these things next?"

Carpenter picked up a part, stroked it a few times, put it down again, and asked Neil.

"Well, let me make a batch first, first upgrade to the level of normal operation, and then start to involve other workers to achieve self-sufficiency."

"During this period, please continue to design some supporting things, such as facilities to prevent some wild beasts or monsters from destroying, as well as things that use these energy sources on the territory."

"Carpenter, how is the guy in your shop doing, can you teach someone?"

"Although those boys are a bit disturbing, they should be fine."

Carpenter also nodded and spoke.

"That's good, after all, after we get this thing together, we can make a bunch of very interesting things."

Neil raised his head, looked at the spinning windmill, and said with some emotion.

However, he wasn't happy for long, and when he saw Meisha beside him who was getting excited, his expression suddenly became helpless.

"Let's say it first, you can make some things for your own entertainment, but definitely don't introduce them into the market casually, at least not in recent years."

It gave him a headache to think of this guy making a lot of weird things, and then building all kinds of stores in the city for that kind of supplies.

Although if it's really more interesting, he doesn't mind doing an internal test with Euphemia first.

"Don't worry, don't worry, I'm just making some small inventions in my workshop, okay?"

Meisha waved her hands carelessly, but it only made Neil and Carpenter look at each other more helplessly and uneasy.

God knows if this guy will make a plus+ version of the hair aphrodisiac, and then accidentally blow it up.

"In the future, I'd better strengthen the enchantment around your workshop......"