"Sebas, actually you already know the origins of Mr. Frank and Ms. Mina, right?"
Looking away from the beautiful girl squatting busy in front of the cupboard, Charlotte looked at Sebastian who was standing respectfully.
Sebastian smiled slightly:
"Master, what are you talking about?"
Charlotte looked at her quietly, her deep blue eyes carrying a strong pressure that was incompatible with her childish appearance.
After a moment, Sebastian looked away unnaturally, then sighed and said respectfully:
"As expected of you, great master... nothing can be hidden from your eyes."
"Why don't you just say it? Why do you beat around the bush like this?"
Charlotte frowned.
Sebastian smiled bitterly:
"They have been working for the Rose Society for many years. Although loyal people like Frank are the vast majority, there are also a small number of people who are resentful of Castel. I am worried that you have a grudge."
"Instead of me telling you their origins, it would be better for them to recognize your identity in person..."
Charlotte was speechless.
After a moment, she shook her head:
"If they really have grievances, how could these former followers of the Castel family stay in Boulder City?"
"Lord Charlotte, please drink milk."
While the two were chatting, a beautiful girl in a maid uniform came over carrying steaming milk.
Her voice is cold and her posture is elegant and standard.
Is this the Shirley that the Franks taught all their lives?
Charlotte couldn't help but look at the girl a few more times, and subconsciously compared her with the maids she had trained in the manor.
Standing like a peony, sitting like a peony, walking like a lily...
Looking at the girl's movements, Charlotte naturally thought of a sentence from her previous life.
Although Shirley's clothes were shabby, every move she made showed the elegant manners expected of a noble servant.
Even the gesture of handing over the milk was obviously well-trained, respectful yet etiquette, elegant and appropriate.
Charlotte took the milk. The temperature of the milk was just right, not too hot, but not cold either.
She picked it up and took a few sips. Although the taste was far less sweet than the milk at home, it was warm, moderately sweet, not bland, not greasy, and reassuring.
Soon, Charlotte came to the conclusion:
The girl's quality is far superior to that of her own maids. I am afraid that even the "maids" in her home when she first time traveled were not as professional as hers.
The more Charlotte looked at it, the more satisfied she became.
The background is clean, like white paper, and has extremely high professionalism.
Isn't this kind of existence exactly what she is looking for when she goes out this time?
Of course, unlike the excited Franks, Shirley was obviously far away from Charlotte, and could even be called completely indifferent.
But if you think about Charlotte, you can also understand that unlike the Franks, who had their hearts set on Castel, the girl almost grew up in the outer city and had no feelings for Castel at all.
But this is even better.
Isn't it the best opportunity to re-dye a blank piece of paper like a girl with your own color to improve your majesty skills?
Isn’t conquering the indifferent Three Nothings and the Flowers of the High Mountain a more fulfilling challenge?
The more Charlotte looked at Shirley, the more satisfied and expectant she felt.
At the same time, the Franks, who had finished their discussions, took action on their own.
The lame old Frank went to the backyard, got on the pack horse and hurried away, while Mrs. Mina wiped her red eyes, put on a respectful and distant smile, and returned to Charlotte again:
"Lord Charlotte, we can find the person you need. Frank has already gone to prepare, but... it may take some time."
"It doesn't matter, we can wait."
Charlotte said with a smile.
The descendant of a loyal servant who has not forgotten his original intention after ten years is worth her wait.
…
This is a dilapidated alchemy shop.
A dirty old man was sitting in front of the shop and taking a nap.
Suddenly, the rapid sound of horse hoofbeats was heard, and along with the sound of horse hoofbeats, there was an excited and joyful voice:
"Call! Call! Are you still alive, old fellow?"
The old man raised his head, looked at the visitor, and then frowned:
"Frank? It's broad daylight, why are you so crazy? Didn't you see me taking a rest?"
"Hahaha! Don't sleep! Lady Charlotte is here! Lady Charlotte is here! Castel has not forgotten us! Castel wants to recall her loyal servants!"
"Why are you still standing there? Why don't you quickly take that little guy Rand and go see him!"
After saying that, before the old man came to his senses, Frank said "ya" again and rushed in the other direction.
The old man was slightly startled, and then gradually came back to his senses:
"Lord Charlotte...Charlotte..."
"It's the little master!"
His old and cloudy eyes suddenly burst into light.
He stood up suddenly, limped and rushed towards the shop, shouting excitedly as he rushed:
"Lisa! Lisa! Good news! Good news!..."
…
In a small tavern in a slum area in the outer city.
A woman with a hideous burn scar on half of her face stood behind the bar, pouring drinks for drunken drinkers.
Suddenly, the door of the tavern was pushed open, and a panting Frank appeared in front of everyone.
His eyes quickly fell on the woman and he said excitedly:
"Eponine! Lady Charlotte is here! Lady Charlotte is coming to the outer city!"
"She is at our house now, and she wants to recall her loyal servants who belong to Castel!"
"Why are you still standing there? Take Jennifer with you and go see her!"
After saying that, he turned around again and hurriedly left the tavern without even taking a rest.
The woman was left standing there, her eyes dull, and she didn't even notice that the wine in her hand was filled.
"Charlotte...is...little master!"
Her eyes suddenly brightened.
"Hey! Eponine! The wine was spilled! The wine was spilled!"
Seeing the ale flowing all over the table, the drinker shouted quickly.
The woman was stunned for a moment, then immediately stood up:
"Feel sorry……"
"Everyone, I suddenly have something to do. The tavern will be closed temporarily today."
…
In the commercial street of the outer city, there is a clothing store with a booming business.
An elderly tailor couple is busy tailoring clothes for guests.
Suddenly, accompanied by the neighing of a packhorse and the exclamations of passers-by, a stumbling figure quickly rushed in.
"Madoc! Deve!"
"Lord Charlotte is here! Lady Charlotte is coming to the outer city!"
"She is at our house now, and she wants to recall her loyal servants who belong to Castel!"
"Oops! Stop sighing at the uniforms framed on the wall and bring your children to see them!"
Old Frank finished speaking breathlessly and left the shop again.
The old couple was startled.
The woman soon fell into excitement:
"Little master! It's the little master!"
"Honey, I knew it! Castel won't forget us!"
However, the old tailor had an angry look on his face:
"Hmph! Why are you so happy? You abandoned us and now you want to call us back? What a dream!"
"Aristocrats...none of them are good!"
After saying that, he angrily walked to the wall and pulled off the framed Castel family uniform.
With red eyes, he was about to smash it to the ground, but when his hands touched it, he found it difficult to do so.
Looking at the faded uniform with trembling eyes, the old tailor sighed slightly and closed his eyes gently, with tears faintly flashing in the corners of his eyes.
After a moment, he opened his eyes. The anger had long since disappeared, replaced by loneliness and sadness:
"Castle is here, but... it's too late."
"We... are no longer qualified to wear them."
"Go and call Laura and Silvano."
"Today...the store is closed for the day."
…
Today is destined to be a restless day in the outer city.
Galloping packhorses galloped through the streets, and everywhere they went, a shop was closed, or a house was boiling.
There was also an old servant who was serving at his employer's house. He suddenly dropped his work, turned around without looking back, and left excitedly under the blank gaze of his master.
On the street, carriages of various sizes drove out of the streets and alleys, carrying old people who had experienced many vicissitudes of life and their children, heading in the same direction.
They are like dripping rainwater, and the rainwater quickly turns into streams. As time goes by, the streams gradually condense into rushing torrents...
…
Frank's Servant Agency.
Charlotte, who was waiting for Frank's return, sat at the table, holding a rag doll in one hand and a wolf doll in the other, telling Blue Star's healing fairy tale sincerely:
"In this way, the little match girl who was kicked out of the house, and Mr. Wolf who was abused and escaped from the circus, lived in the forest."
"They share the same problem and become good friends who talk about everything. The girl will secretly bring food to Mr. Wolf, and Mr. Wolf will let the girl sleep peacefully in his warm arms on cold nights..."
"A week has passed and the time for the banquet has finally arrived."
"With Mr. Wolf's encouragement, the little match seller finally decided to muster up the courage to go to the banquet."
"However, no matter how much the girl prayed, her hateful stepmother and sisters refused to allow her to attend the prince's party. The little girl could only run out crying..."
Charlotte's voice was soothing and beautiful, with a touch of sadness.
The Frank couple's two beautiful little daughters gathered around her, holding their chins obediently, looking intently at the girl who was telling a story with their big eyes, their beautiful faces full of worry.
Even the indifferent eldest daughter Shirley stood aside, quietly pricking up her ears, holding the tray with both hands, her fingertips turning slightly white, as if she was worried about what happened to the little match girl.
"What a hateful stepmother! The little match girl is so pitiful! Mr. Wolf is so gentle!"
"What happened later! Sister Charlotte, what happened next!"
Two chattering pretty girls asked.
Charlotte paused, took a sip of milk, continued waving the doll, and spoke emotionally:
"On a snowy night, the girl was holding matches and crying on the deserted street. At this time, Mr. Wolf appeared again."
"Wearing a circus prince costume, he came to the girl and said softly——"
"Beautiful lady, can I ask you to dance?"
"Looking at the funny-looking Mr. Wolf under the circus costume, the girl was a little confused——"
"Mr. Wolf, don't you hate circus costumes the most?"
"Mr. Wolf said——"
"If no one else can be your prince, then let me be your prince."
The little girls of the Frank family were completely fascinated. They asked eagerly:
"It's down there! Sister Charlotte! It's down there!"
Shirley also sat down at the table without knowing it, her face tense and her expression focused.
Charlotte glanced at them, showed a pure and warm smile, and continued:
"The girl breaks her tears into laughter."
"She took the hand extended by Mr. Wolf and danced in the snowflakes, like a beautiful princess at the ball."
"After a while, the girl got tired of dancing."
"She looked at Mr. Wolf's ugly and terrifying face and asked happily and innocently——"
"Mr. Wolf? Why do you have such big eyes?"
"Mr. Wolf said——"
"It's to take a good look at you."
"Then why do you have such a big nose?"
"Mr. Wolf said——"
"It's to keep your breath firmly in mind."
"Then why do you have such a big mouth?"
Charlotte paused suddenly.
Looking at the three eyes looking directly at her, she continued:
"Mr. Wolf bent down and left a kiss on the girl's forehead——"
"To kiss you deeply."
"The girl cried..."
"She hugged Mr. Wolf tightly——"
"Mr. Wolf, take me away. Let's leave this sad place together and start our own new life."
"Mr. Wolf also hugged her tightly and said softly——"
"Let's travel together and pursue our happiness together. From now on... there will be no more sadness and tears."
After speaking, Charlotte gently put the two dolls together and let out a distant sigh.
The two little girls who listened to the story were completely fascinated.
"Mr. Wolf...that's great! I really want to have such a gentle Mr. Wolf!"
"Great, they can finally live happily together!"
The girls said with yearning and emotion on their faces.
The beautiful maid Shirley, who was standing aside and eavesdropping on the story, also breathed a sigh of relief, and her cold eyes became slightly angry.
Even Sebastian's scarlet eyes behind Charlotte became soft and warm.
Seeing the healing and happy looks of several people, Charlotte's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a subtle devil-like smile.
She suddenly sighed, gently picked up the wolf doll, and said in a tender and sweet voice with a touch of sadness:
"The next morning, the little girl was found frozen to death in the street."
"She had a happy smile on her face, holding in her arms the shabby wolf doll given to her by her deceased mother, and surrounded by burned out matches..."
Girls:…
Shirley:……
Sebastian:……
"Wow--!"
The two beautiful little girls burst into tears immediately.
"Click..."
Shirley crushed the tray.
Even the smiling Sebastian's expression suddenly froze.
At this time, the door of the small building was pushed open, and Ms. Mina's figure reappeared.
"Whoa! Woooooo! Mom! The little girl is dead! The little girl is dead! Wow!"
In her confused look, her two daughters rushed over and cried loudly.
The maid Shirley stood up suddenly and hit her knees directly on the edge of the table.
She staggered and staggered a few times, but still stood up, limped and went upstairs in anger without looking back.
Looking at the two little girls who were touched by her story, and the beautiful maid who finally couldn't maintain her coldness and lost her composure, Charlotte showed a devilishly pleased smile and took a sip of milk.
Looking at her charming smile, Sebastian couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth:
"Master, you...are really good at telling stories!"
"I am teaching them the cruelty of reality."
Charlotte said leisurely.
Sebastian:……
"As expected of you..."
He was speechless and could only choke out this sentence.
On the other side, after Mrs. Mina coaxed her crying daughters, she came to Charlotte and said respectfully:
"Lord Charlotte..."
"They're here."
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