Thor was in the kitchen at this time.

He was staring nervously at the big stove where brown bread was baking.

"Aunt Monica said that you need to add more wood after the fire in the stove has turned down."

Looking at the dying flames in the furnace.

Thor hurriedly pulled out a piece of firewood from the firewood pile on the side and stuffed it into the belly of the stove.

But a flame that is about to go out can't be saved immediately with just a piece of wood.

Looking at the stove, the fire still showed no improvement at all.

Thor couldn't help but fell into confusion.

"But Aunt Monica didn't tell me how much firewood I need to add."

"What to do! What to do!"

"Would you like another one?"

After thinking about it for a while.

Finally, another piece of firewood was pulled out from the pile.

Just when Thor was about to stuff the firewood in his hand into the belly of the stove.

She thought of another question.

"What if the fire still doesn't light?"

Turning his head to look at the firewood pile, Thor silently pulled out another piece of firewood from the top.

With a happy look on his face, he put the two pieces of firewood into the stove at the same time.

What just shocked Thor was...

The dying flame was extinguished immediately after the firewood was put in.

This made Thor, who had never been in the kitchen, completely panic.

She kept pacing back and forth in the kitchen.

Two slightly skinny "paws" kept scratching his dry and faded yellow hair.

"What to do! What to do!"

"Thor, don't panic, don't panic."

"You will be the best maid ever."

"This little problem will definitely not trouble you."

Thor's hands scratched his head even faster.

"What does grandma usually do?"

"Think quickly, think of it quickly!"

Just when Thor was going crazy.

She didn't even notice that the bottom of the first piece of firewood she put in had started to turn black.

A faint red light kept flashing in the blackened area.

"Ah! I remembered it, I remembered it!"

"Blow pipe~Blow pipe~"

"Thor is really smart."

"I will definitely be the best maid in the future."

Thor kept boasting and making various happy movements with his body.

In his hand was a long wooden tube about half a meter long.

The middle of the wooden tube has been hollowed out, which is very suitable for sending air into the stove with the mouth.

It's just that Thor didn't observe the specific situation inside the furnace at all.

Because in her eyes, there was only a faint red light in the dark furnace.

There was no flame at all.

Thor directly pointed the wooden blowpipe at the mouth of the stove and took a deep breath.

Phew~

As Thor blew the air from his lungs into the furnace.

A large amount of smoke and dust in the furnace is rolled back with the air flow.

"Cough~cough~cough~"

Thor couldn't help but choked and coughed repeatedly, and the corners of his eyes were smoked out and sparkled.

"Thor won't be troubled by this little problem."

She puffed up her little mouth again.

Phew~

"Cough~cough~cough~cough~cough~"

A larger puff of smoke swept out from the furnace.

Thor's originally clean little face also turned dark.

Not long after...

A large amount of smoke began to fill the castle's back kitchen.

Cough~cough~cough~

Thor was choked by the thick smoke and coughed repeatedly, but she still refused to give up.

Breathe in and out with constant inhalation.

Thor felt that his consciousness was getting blurry and his body was getting heavier.

Just when she was about to reach her limit.

The furnace that had been "extinguished" was reignited again.

A flicker of flame began to appear in the stove.

Tongues of flame continued to sweep through all the newly added firewood in the stove.

The dying fire became majestic again.

"yeah!"

"Aunt Monica, this problem doesn't trouble Thor at all."

"Thor will be the best maid in the future."

Looking at the stove that was on fire again, the little maid murmured weakly.

But there was a hint of happiness in his words.

boom.

As Thor's tense body relaxed.

She fell straight into the smoke-filled kitchen.

in her last consciousness.

He successfully lit the fire.

A satisfied smile appeared on the little face that was stained by smoke.

As the fire in the furnace continued to expand.

The smoke in the room also became thicker.

A trace of burnt smell also emanated from the cracks in the stove.

…………

"Monica, this time Kahn killed a large wild boar that invaded the territory."

"Please arrange to deal with it later."

There is no steward in the castle of Isis.

Most things are managed by the old maid Monica.

Of course, the heavy physical work was done by the escorts and the serfs in the territory.

"Okay, Master."

"I will arrange for personnel to handle it."
To be continued...