late at night. Terrance Manor.
Malcolm's work and rest has always been very regular, which is the secret of his ability to maintain energy, especially during the preparation process of the Black Merchants Alliance, various situations emerge one after another, and Malcolm can always solve them in an orderly manner. Showing fatigue, he is obviously in his forties, but his body still looks like a young man in his twenties.
He used to be in bed on time at this time, but tonight he stayed in the study for the first time.
He took a book from the shelf and flipped through it.
The maids in the corridor didn't even dare to take a breath at this time. Everyone knew that Malcolm was not in a good mood during this time.
Malcolm has always had a serious personality, and his expression usually looks very rigid, but when the incident on the beach was heard, his expression became more serious, and he could feel a wave of Terrifying momentum.
When he was having breakfast, a maid who served him was scared off the plate in her hand, but she was dragged out by the butler and whipped. Since then, the slaves in Terrance Manor have become more silent. .
Seeing that Malcolm had been in the study for almost an hour beyond bedtime, no one dared to remind him, but he was afraid of being punished because no one reminded him.
The maids were very tangled, and finally focused their attention on a short black maid named Leah, who was also Malcolm's favorite among all the maids. Unlike other maids, even if he made a mistake, Malcolm Tom almost never punished her, for which she was ostracized by some people.
Liya didn't say anything, turned around and went downstairs to the kitchen, and then returned to the outside of the study with a cup of hot milk, straightened her clothes, and knocked on the door twice.
Malcolm's voice came from inside, "Come in."
The black maid pushed open the door upon hearing this, and Malcolm sat on the velvet sofa without looking up.
It wasn't until Lia put the glass of milk on the table in front of him that Malcolm snorted, "Be careful, I'm going to wait for a guest tonight, and I'll sleep late."
"Yes, Mr. Malcolm." Lia smiled, put away the plate, and was about to leave, but the next moment Malcolm's voice sounded again.
"Has anyone else been in my study lately?"
Leah was shocked when she heard this. For a moment, she thought that Malcolm had discovered that the letters had been stolen. She only took one letter from it, and returned it the next day. How did Tom discover the anomaly.
Could it be that her luck was so bad that Malcolm re-examined those old letters on that day and found that one of them was missing, but there were so many letters there, how could Malcolm remember the location of each one. And most importantly, what should she do at this time
Want to invent a thief who doesn't exist? To turn Malcolm's suspicions on the other person to make himself safe, or to blame the matter on others.
At this moment, countless thoughts flashed through Leah's mind, but it was only a momentary thing. When she turned around, with just the right confusion on her face, "Is there something missing, but according to Mr. Malcolm According to your request, I am the only one who comes in every time I clean up."
Malcolm snorted, "I'm just asking casually. It hasn't been very peaceful recently, and it doesn't hurt to be careful." After speaking, he pointed to the chair in front of him, "Since you're here, don't rush to leave , chat with me."
Lia breathed a sigh of relief. She knew that she had made the right bet. Malcolm did not find out about the letter. She gathered her skirt and sat on a chair, smiling, "What do you want to talk about?"
Malcolm put down the book in his hand, "Let's talk about books, what have you been reading recently."
"I'm reading the Bible because a lot of people around me are reading it since I came into the world."
"Well, the fastest way to integrate into a culture is to understand its religion. Have you read the book of Exodus? What do you think? The Israelites escaped from Egypt under the guidance of the Lord and followed the prophet Moses. After going through hardships, I finally came to the promised land flowing with milk and honey. Does this chapter have any enlightenment for you?"
Liya's smile became a little forced when she heard this.
"Do you know what I like most about you? You seldom say anything against your will. If it was those guys outside, they would definitely tell me that they like their current life and will never run away and leave." Malcolm He adjusted his sitting posture to make his waist more comfortable, "But in fact, no one likes to be enslaved."
Liya was silent for a while and asked, "Will the suffering my compatriots are suffering now be ended by Jehovah?"
"What do you think?" Malcolm asked back, "Thousands of years ago, those Israelites believed in their Lord, so their Lord led them to escape from the evil pagan rule, but now you and I believe in the same Creator, do you think he will free you from us?"
"Then where is our path? Will our future children and grandchildren continue to be enslaved like us?"
"It depends on when you can really integrate into our world."
What the black maid wanted to say, Malcolm stretched out a finger, "The integration I'm talking about doesn't just refer to things like language, food, clothing, etiquette, and religion. Although these things are also important, the most important It's here." Malcolm pointed to his head, "You need to think like us, only then will you be accepted as our kind."
"But will we still be us when the day comes?" Leah asked.
"Good question, civilization is the most barbaric thing in this world. It has only one theme, and that is conquest." Malcolm said, "It will not stop until it reaches its goal. If you insist on not being Assimilation, then the only way left is to be destroyed.”
After Malcolm finished speaking, someone knocked on the study door again, and the butler's voice sounded from outside, "Mr. Malcolm, the guests are coming."
"Okay, that's all for today, you go down." Malcolm waved his hand, the black maid gave a salute, and opened the door of the study. Not long after she walked out, a man with a hood came out. Come in, it's still raining outside right now, and his body is also damp.
When the book door closed again, he took off his cloak, and there was Fraser's face under it.