"whisper."
"whisper."
In the corridor of the castle corridor, there was a strange cry. Liszt, who was about to rest until noon and then go to the luncheon, opened the door, and saw a blue elf walking around the corridor not far away. The pillars are flying.
Several maids waited on the elf.
Seemingly having found Liszt, the little elf huffed over and hovered a meter away from Liszt. The big eyes looked at Liszt curiously, and from time to time his mouth let out a "cheep", not knowing what it meant.
"Master Liszt Sun." The maid followed and greeted respectfully.
Liszt asked, "What kind of elf is this?"
"It's a thick-leaved grass elf, and it's just been born for three years." A good-looking maid replied, with brown eyes boldly looking at Liszt twice.
There was an inexplicable hotness in those eyes.
Liszt didn't notice that the other party was looking at him, he stretched out his hand, and nodded at the thick-leaved grass elf: "Does it have a name?"
The little elf tilted his head, not knowing why: "Ji Gu?"
The maid replied: "There is no name. There are many elves in the castle. We just need to call them Cordyceps. However, the thick-leaved grass elf is the most mischievous among all the elves, so we need several of our maids to follow it. Keep it from messing around and causing trouble."
Elves are magical species bred by nature. Most of them are very docile, but there are always some who are more tricky and weird.
"What kind of trouble can it cause?" Liszt felt that making a fuss out of a molehill was enough. One elf and one maid could follow, but it was a bit suspected of paddling with several maids.
But wait for the maids to explain.
The hovering elf suddenly pointed at Liszt and pouted, and then - slapped, spit on Liszt's face.
It was so sudden that the Earth Knight's skill did not react at all.
When Liszt came back to his senses, the little elf was already laughing and flying away into the distance.
"Master Lisztson, the elf of the thick-leaved grass is very naughty and often spits at the guests of the castle. I am very sorry, and I hope you don't mind." The maid with hot eyes turned to her companion and said, "Hurry up and follow the thick-leaved grass." , don’t let it disturb others anymore, I’ll take Master Lisztson to wash his face.”
After finishing speaking, he gracefully stretched out his hand to signal: "Master Liszt, please let me wash your face with water as an apology for the behavior of the succulent elf."
"All right."
Liszt planned to just wipe it off, and the elf was not a dirty creature, so he didn't mind its saliva. But since the maid said, let's fetch water and wash your face.
When the washing water was brought, the maid wrung out the towel and was about to wipe Liszt's face.
"Thank you, I'll do it myself."
"This is what we maids should do."
"I'm used to doing things like washing my face myself." Liszt coughed. Even though he knew that the upper class would enjoy the blessings, and all food, drink, and messes would be served by servants, he would never get used to it.
Finish wiping your face.
Pass the towel to the maid.
The maid's eyes sparkled: "Do you want to wipe it again?"
"No."
The look of disappointment flashed past, and the maid picked up the washbasin, got up and left: "Then I'll go down first... By the way, Master Lisztson, my name is Anna, and I am willing to help you if necessary."
Liszt smiled slightly: "Okay, Anna."
At that moment, there was a strand of wet hair on his forehead that had just been soaked with water, making him even more handsome. The maid was obviously shaken by Liszt, then lowered her head and quickly exited the door.
out of the room.
Only then did she feel that her chest was pounding, and a faint blush rose on her cheeks.
"What are you doing?" A voice suddenly asked in my ear.
He is a servant, the personal servant assigned to Liszt in the castle, responsible for Liszt's daily life during this time. He had just gone to fetch some milk tea from the kitchen for Liszt, and when he came back, he saw Anna coming out of the room, still holding a washbasin—it was his job to serve the guests!
"Master Lisztsun needs to wash his face, I will serve him."
"Really, it seems that it's not your maid's turn to do this kind of thing, Anna, don't do things that will embarrass Changtao Castle!" the male servant said in a low voice, viciously.
Anna kept walking: "Leski, you are not the housekeeper, you have no control over what I do!"
"Then I'll tell the butler!"
"I'm just working normally, it's up to you how you want to sue."
When Anna completely disappeared at the corner of the corridor, Lesky snorted coldly: "A bunch of little bitches!" look.
Knock on the door: "Master Lisztsun, I have already brought you the milk tea you need."
"Please come in."
…
Anna returned to the team looking after the scallop elf.
The maids immediately chirped and asked, "Anna, have you touched Master Lisztson's face?"
"Is Young Master Sun Liszt's face particularly smooth and delicate? Did you blush and your heart beat faster at that time? He is as handsome as Young Master Sun."
"Lucy touched Master Lisztson's face a few years ago when he was washing his face, but he was already so handsome before he was an adult at that time."
Anna shook her head and said disappointedly: "No, Master Lisztson washes his face himself, he doesn't like maids washing his face."
"How could this be? Could it be that he... like Viscount Orpheus, likes... likes men?"
"Probably not. I saw Master Lisztson last year. He was staring at Sister Luya's ass."
"Sister Luya's butt is really pretty, I'm so jealous."
"Then you need to be spanked every day, otherwise you don't have a butt at all."
"By the way, Master Lisztson has come of age. He should be entrusted. What title is he now? I think it's Viscount. The Tulip family's Coral Island is also a big island."
"I don't know. If Miss Melissa is still alive, with the master as the backing, she will definitely be a viscount. But the Earl of Coral Island has married a new countess. The situation of Master Lisztson should be more embarrassing."
"I really want to comfort him."
"Don't daydream, do you need a maid to worry about the affairs of the nobles? I advise you all to calm down and do your job as a maid. The ugly duckling will not become a white swan, and the offspring of ducks will only be white swans. The offspring of ducks and swans are swans."
"So what, I have decided to never marry for life like Mrs. Feeney, are you not allowed to create a romantic love encounter for myself?"
The maid said, resting her chin with both hands, fantasizing: "The down-and-out nobleman from other places, riding a big horse handsomely, fell in love with the maid who swept the floor in the castle...Because of the resistance of the family and the world, they had to separate, One affectionate kiss, parting at dawn, oh my god, I'm on the verge of tears."