After the servant left, Nalant opened the door directly, and what he saw was Bessie huddled in the corner like a frightened rabbit.
Upon seeing this, Narant immediately put on a warm smile and made himself look as friendly as possible.
"Is your name Bessie?"
"Yes...yes...Lord!" Bessie timidly nodded.
"Bessie, don't be nervous. My lord, I brought you and your grandfather to the castle not to hurt you, but to let you live a better life!" Nalant said soothingly.
When the girl heard Nalant's soft tone and kind expression, the tension on her face subsided slightly.
"Bessie, you have just recovered from illness. You must not have had lunch yet. Sir, there is a sweet and delicious cream cake here. Come and try it. It is made with milk and honey!"
Nalant did not take out the potion tea cup immediately. Instead, he lit up the small porcelain plate he took from the kitchen. On it was placed a square cream cake, with a small square cake dotted on the top.
Little grapes.
After Bessie saw the cream cake, although she had never heard of it before, from the two hints of milk and honey, she could imagine the deliciousness of this cake, and she swallowed unconsciously.
"Come on, come and sit here, sir!"
"Yes...yes, Lord Lord!" As expected, she was still a girl. She couldn't resist Lord Lord's enhanced affinity and the temptation of the cream cake. Bessie came to the edge of the sofa timidly and obediently.
However, the girl definitely didn't dare to sit down, and Nalant didn't force it. The days are long, and these things need to be done step by step.
"Come on, eat! I'll talk to you after you're done!" Nalant said as he slowly handed the cake to the girl in front of him.
Gulu gulu...
Walking so close, the scent of cream cake has entered Bessie's nostrils.
Faced with this unprecedented sweet taste, her little belly growled unsatisfactorily.
Then his face turned red, he buried his head on his chest and whispered: "Thank you... thank you, Lord!"
After saying that, he timidly took the porcelain plate.
"Eat!" Nalant nodded, like a strange uncle coaxing little Lolita.
Bessie finally couldn't stand the attraction of the cream cake, so she carefully took the little fork on it and started to eat it.
"Hmm!" When the cream cake entered her mouth, the little girl visibly trembled. It was obvious that this unprecedented taste was beyond her imagination.
"Eat! If it's delicious, eat more. You will be able to eat more delicacies in your castle in the future."
Bessie did not answer, although she had ten thousand doubts in her heart as to why the lord was so kind to her.
But as a serf, she was the property of the lord, so there was nothing to worry about. As long as she could be with her grandfather, she would be satisfied.
Soon, the girl finished the cream cake, and after such a meal, her defenses had been lowered a lot.
Nalant then smiled and said: "Bessie, do you know why I brought you and your grandfather to the castle?"
The girl lowered her head and shook her head after hearing this.
"Then take a look at your eyes now!" Nalant handed over a bronze mirror. This bronze mirror was polished so brightly that it was no different from the mirror in his previous life.
The price is naturally very impressive, one gold coin for one.
Bessie didn't understand what Nalant meant, but she still took the bronze mirror and looked into her eyes.
This was the first time she saw her face so clearly, it was clearer than the usual appearance that could only be seen reflected in the water.
However, when she saw her big eyes, she suddenly trembled all over, and her face showed panic.
She finally understood why her grandfather kept begging the lord for mercy.
"My lord...my lord, I...I am the daughter of misfortune!" Bessie almost lost her balance.
"Don't be afraid, Bessie, you are not the daughter of misfortune, but the daughter of luck. You will not bring misfortune to the territory, but you will bring luck to me!" Nalant saw the situation and immediately supported the girl.
"Lucky?" Bessie looked slightly confused.
"Yes, you have met the doctor girl before. Her name is Winnie, and she is a lucky girl just like you!"
"You lucky girls, each of you has a talent gifted by the gods. Winnie's talent is healing and helping people see their illnesses!"
"Talent?" Winnie is still confused, but her mind, which was about to collapse because of becoming the daughter of misfortune, has stabilized a little.
"Yes, but before that, you still need to give you a magical potion. After drinking it, you will no longer attract dark creatures and can live a stable and happy life!"
"Bessie, are you willing to drink it? Let you and your grandfather live a better life!"
"I wish... I wish!" Bessie was only fifteen or sixteen years old. It was naturally impossible for her to understand what Nalant said in a short period of time. However, because of Nalant's majesty and instinctive desire to survive, she still nodded subconsciously.
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"Very good! Then Bessie, drink this cup of potion!" Nalant handed over a wooden cup.
"Yes...yes, Lord Lord!" Bessie took the potion blankly, not daring to refuse, and then drank the potion under Nalant's gaze.
After drinking the potion, Bessie fell into a deep sleep as usual.
"It's done!" Nalant raised the corner of his mouth, this lucky girl has already been included in the bag.
He will ask the eldest sister Vivian to come up and guard him later.
With Vivian's temperament as a good sister, it is appropriate to bring this fifth lucky girl into the castle.
"Then, let's go and see what happened to her grandfather now!" Thinking, Nalant left the study, closed the door and headed straight downstairs.
The reason why Nalant brought the old serf to the castle, besides being Bessie's grandfather, was because he felt that the seemingly unremarkable old serf might have some secrets.
Because there are various signs that when Winnie had a fever, the old serf might have known what would happen to his granddaughter.
And it is impossible for even Lord Nalant to think of such a thing.
After all, things like fever happen to everyone, so who can immediately think about the lucky girl?
Even when Shirley woke up, Rose didn't think it was a common fever and went to find herbal medicine to treat Shirley's illness.
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Coming downstairs, outside the hall where the old serfs were imprisoned stood Big Stone and another barbarian guard. Nalant dismissed the two of them and entered the room.
"Lord, where is Bessie? Please be merciful and let Bessie go. We are willing to leave your territory immediately and will not bring any bad luck to your territory!"
Before Nalant could say anything, the old serf immediately knelt in front of him and begged when he saw him entering.
"Bessie is fine now. Get up first and answer a few questions for me!" Upon seeing this, Nalant immediately spoke to him.
Just to find out the secret behind the old serf, Nalant did not tell the story about the lucky girl immediately, but deliberately pretended to be dignified.
"Yes, yes, Lord Lord!" After hearing that his granddaughter was fine, Old White finally felt more at ease. He immediately stood up and respectfully followed Nalant to the edge of the sofa.
"Sit down!" Nalant pointed to the wooden chair beside him.
"Lord, I just need to stand!" Old White immediately shook his head.
"Okay, what's your name?" Nalant didn't force it.
"Back to the lord, the younger one's name is White!"
"Well, Old White, now I ask you a question, and you must answer it truthfully!"
"Yes, sir!"
"Well, let's talk about it first! How do you know that Bessie can become the daughter of misfortune after she has a fever?" Nalant was not going to go around in circles and directly started asking the topic, "Don't deny it, your lies can't fool me!