"Sebastian, you already know the origins of Mr. Frank and Ms. Mina, right?"
Charlotte turned her eyes away from the beautiful girl who was busy squatting in front of the cupboard and 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 oppression that was totally inconsistent 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 directly? Why do you have to beat around the bush like this?"
Charlotte frowned.
Sebastian smiled bitterly:
"They have been working for the Rose Society for many years. Although the majority of them are loyal, like Frank, there are also a small number of people who are resentful of Castel. I am worried that you are still resentful."
"Instead of me telling you where they came from, it would be better if they could identify you in person..."
Charlotte was speechless.
After a moment, she shook her head:
"If they really had grudges, how could these former followers of the Castel family stay in Boulder City?"
"Lord Charlotte, please drink your milk."
Just as the two were chatting, a beautiful girl in a maid uniform came over with a cup of steaming milk.
Her voice was clear and her posture was elegant and standard.
Is this the Shirley that the Franks taught all their knowledge to
Charlotte couldn't help but look at the girl a few more times, and subconsciously compared her with the maid she had trained in the manor.
Stand like a peony, sit like a peony, walk like a lily...
Watching the girl's actions, Charlotte naturally thought of a sentence from her previous life.
Although Shirley's clothes were shabby, her every move revealed the elegance and manners that a noble servant should have.
Even the action of handing over the milk was obviously well-trained, respectful yet polite, elegant and proper.
Charlotte took the milk. It was at just the right temperature, not too hot but not too 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 and had the right amount of sweetness, not bland or greasy, and made her feel at ease.
Soon, Charlotte came to the conclusion:
The girl's qualities were far better than her own maid. Even the "maids" in her home when she just crossed over were probably not as professional as her.
The more Charlotte looked, the more satisfied she became.
The background is clean, like a blank sheet of paper, and has a very high level of professionalism.
Isn't this kind of existence exactly what she wants to find when she goes out this time
Of course, unlike the excited Franks, Shirley was obviously much more distant from Charlotte, even completely indifferent.
But if Charlotte thought about it, she could understand that unlike the Franks whose hearts were in Castel, the girl grew up almost entirely in the outer city and had no feelings for Castel at all.
But this is even better.
Isn't it the best opportunity to improve your majesty by dyeing a blank sheet of paper like the girl with your own color
Isn’t it a more fulfilling challenge to conquer the indifferent three-no and high-class flowers
The more Charlotte looked at Shirley, the more satisfied she felt, and the more she looked forward to it.
At the same time, Mr. and Mrs. Frank, who had finished their discussion, took action on their own.
Lame old Frank went to the backyard, rode away on his packhorse, and Mrs. Mina wiped her red eyes, put on a respectful and distant smile, and returned to Charlotte's side:
"Lady Charlotte, we can find the person you need. Frank has already gone to prepare him, but... it may take some time."
"It's okay, we can wait."
Charlotte said with a smile.
The descendants of loyal servants who have not forgotten their original aspirations after ten years are worth her wait.
…
This is a dilapidated alchemy shop.
A dirty old man was taking a nap in front of the shop.
Suddenly, the sound of hurried horse hooves was heard, and along with the sound of horse hooves, there was also an excited and joyful voice:
"Kall! Kall! Are you still alive, old fellow?"
The old man raised his head, looked at the person who came, and then frowned:
"Frank? What's wrong with you in broad daylight? Can't you see I'm taking a break?"
"Hahaha! Don't sleep! Lady Charlotte is here! Lady Charlotte is here! Castel hasn't forgotten us! Castel wants to recall her loyal servants!"
"What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and take that little fellow Rand with you to pay your respects!"
After saying that, without waiting for the old man to come to his senses, Frank shouted "Ya" again and rushed in another direction.
The old man was slightly startled, then gradually came back to his senses:
"Lady Charlotte... Charlotte..."
"It's the little master!"
A light suddenly shone in his old and turbid eyes.
He suddenly stood up and limped towards the shop, shouting excitedly as he rushed:
"Lisa! Lisa! Good news! Good news!..."
…
In a small pub in the slums of the outer city.
A woman with a hideous burn scar on half of her face stood behind the bar, pouring drinks for the drunk customers.
Suddenly, the door of the pub was pushed open, and Frank, panting, 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 in our house now, and she wants to call back the loyal servants who belong to Castel!"
"What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and bring Jennifer with you to meet him!"
After saying this, without even taking a break, he turned around again and left the tavern in a hurry.
The woman was left standing there with a dull look in her eyes, not even noticing that the wine in her hand was filled.
"Charlotte... is... the little master!"
Her eyes suddenly brightened.
"Hey, hey! Eponine! The wine is spilled! The wine is spilled!"
Looking at the beer flowing all over the table, the drinker shouted hurriedly.
The woman was startled for a moment, then immediately stood up:
"Feel sorry… "
"Everyone, I have something urgent to do. I have to temporarily close the bar today."
…
In the commercial street of the outer city, there is a clothing store with booming business.
An elderly couple of tailors were busy tailoring clothes for the guests.
Suddenly, accompanied by the neighing of a packhorse and the exclamations of passers-by, a stumbling figure rushed in quickly.
"Maddock! Div!"
"Lady Charlotte is here! Lady Charlotte is coming to the outer city!"
"She is in our house now, and she wants to call back the loyal servants who belong to Castel!"
"Oh! Stop sighing at the uniforms hanging on the wall. Bring your kids and go meet them!"
Old Frank finished speaking breathlessly and left the store again.
The old couple was stunned.
The woman soon became excited:
"Little Master! It's the Little Master!"
"My dear, I knew it! Castel won't forget us!"
However, the old tailor looked angry:
"Humph! What are you so happy about! You abandoned us in the beginning, and now you want to call us back? Dream on!"
"Nobles... none of them are good!"
After saying that, he angrily walked to the wall and tore off the Castel family uniform that was on the watch.
With red eyes, he was about to smash it to the ground, but when he touched it with his hands, he found it difficult to do so.
Trembling as he looked at the faded uniform, the old tailor sighed slightly and gently closed his eyes, tears streaming down his cheeks.
After a moment, he opened his eyes. The anger had long disappeared, replaced by loneliness and sadness:
"Castel arrived, but... it was too late."
"We... are no longer qualified to wear them."
"Go call Laura and Silvano."
"Today... the store is closed for one day."
…
Today is destined to be a restless day in the outer city.
Packhorses galloped through the streets, and wherever they went, there was a shop closed or a family bustling with activity.
There were also old servants who were serving in their employer's home. They suddenly dropped their work, turned around without looking back, and left excitedly in the confused gaze of their master.
On the streets, carriages of all sizes drove out of the streets and alleys, carrying weathered old people and their children, heading in the same direction.
They are like falling rain, which soon turns into streams, which gradually coalesce into torrents as time goes by…
…
Frank hired a servant agency.
Charlotte, who was waiting for Frank to return, sat at the table, holding a rag doll in one hand and a wolf doll in the other, and told the healing fairy tale of Blue Star with sincere emotion:
"In this way, the little match girl who was driven out of her home and Mr. Wolf who was abused and escaped from the circus settled down in the forest."
"They became good friends who shared the same suffering. The girl would secretly give food to Mr. Wolf, and Mr. Wolf would let the girl fall asleep peacefully in his warm arms on cold nights..."
"A week has passed, and the time for the banquet has finally arrived."
"With the encouragement of Mr. Wolf, the little match girl finally decided to muster up the courage to go to the party."
"However, no matter how much the girl begged, her hateful stepmother and sisters refused to let her attend the prince's party, and the little girl could only run away crying..."
Charlotte's voice was soothing, pleasant, and tinged with a hint of sadness.
The two beautiful little daughters of Mr. and Mrs. Frank surrounded her, holding their chins obediently, their big eyes focused on the girl who was telling the story, their pretty faces full of worry.
Even the indifferent eldest daughter Shirley stood aside, quietly pricked up her ears, holding the tray with both hands, her fingertips slightly white, as if she was worried about the fate of the little match girl.
"What a nasty stepmother! The little match girl is so pitiful! Mr. Wolf is so kind!"
"What happened next! Sister Charlotte, what happened next!"
The two pretty chattering girls asked.
Charlotte paused, took a sip of milk, and continued to wave the doll, narrating with emotion:
"On a snowy night, the girl was crying while holding a match in the deserted street. At this time, Mr. Wolf appeared again."
"He came up to the girl in a circus prince costume and said softly—"
"Beautiful lady, can I ask you to dance with me?"
"Looking at Mr. Wolf, who looked a little funny under the circus costume, the girl was a little confused—"
"Mr. Wolf, don't you hate circus costumes?"
"Mr. Wolf said—"
"If no one else can be your prince, then let me be your prince."
The Frank family's little girls were completely fascinated by what they heard. They asked eagerly:
"Down there! Sister Charlotte! Down there!"
Shirley unknowingly sat down at the table, her face tense and expression focused.
Charlotte glanced at them, showing an innocent and warm smile, and continued:
"The girl burst into laughter."
"She took the hand that Mr. Wolf extended to her and danced gracefully in the snow, like a beautiful princess at a 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 get a good look at you."
"Then why do you have such a big nose?"
"Mr. Wolf said—"
"It is to remember your breath firmly."
"Then why do you have such a big mouth?"
Charlotte paused suddenly.
Looking at the three eyes staring at her, she continued:
"Mr. Wolf bent down and placed a kiss on the girl's forehead—"
"It's to kiss you deeply."
"The girl cried..."
"She hugged Mr. Wolf—"
"Mr. Wolf, please take me away. Let's leave this sad place together and start our own new life."
"Mr. Wolf also hugged her tightly and said gently—"
"Let's go on a journey together, let's pursue our own happiness together, and from now on... there will be no more sadness and tears."
After saying this, Charlotte gently placed the two dolls together and let out a distant sigh.
The two little girls listening to the story were completely fascinated.
"Mr. Wolf... That's great! I also want to have such a gentle Mr. Wolf!"
"Great, they can finally live happily together!"
The girls said this with longing and emotion on their faces.
Shirley, the beautiful maid who was standing nearby and eavesdropping on the story, also breathed a sigh of relief, and her cold eyes became faintly lively.
Even Sebastian's scarlet eyes behind Charlotte turned soft and warm.
Seeing how happy and healed they all were, Charlotte's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a subtle devilish smile.
She suddenly sighed, gently picked up the wolf doll, and said in a tender and sweet voice with a hint of sadness:
"The next morning, people found the little girl frozen to death on the street."
"She had a happy smile on her face, holding in her arms the worn-out wolf doll given to her by her deceased mother, and surrounded by burnt matches..."
Girls: …
Shirley: …
Sebastian: …
"Wow!"
The two beautiful little girls burst into tears.
"Kach..."
Shirley crushed the tray.
Even Sebastian, who was smiling, suddenly froze in his tracks.
At this time, the door of the small building was pushed open and Ms. Mina reappeared.
"Wow! Wow, wow, wow! Mommy! The little girl is dead! The little girl is dead! Wow!"
As she looked at him in bewilderment, her two daughters rushed over and burst into tears.
The maid Shirley stood up suddenly and hit her knee directly on the corner of the table.
She staggered and swayed a few times, but still stood up, limped, and went upstairs angrily without looking back.
Looking at the two little girls who were moved by her story, and the beautiful maid who finally lost her composure and could no longer maintain her aloofness, Charlotte showed a devilish smile of satisfaction and took a sip of milk.
Looking at her charming smile, Sebastian couldn't help but twitch his lips:
"Master, you... are really good at telling stories!"
"I'm teaching them the cruelty of reality."
Charlotte said leisurely.
Sebastian: …
"As expected of you..."
He was speechless and could only utter these words.
On the other side, Madam Mina coaxed her crying daughters and then came to Charlotte and said respectfully:
"Lady Charlotte..."
"They are here."
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