The deputy chief attendant, Raja, walked from behind the bushes and half-knelt in front of the Moqidi chaise longue, "What do you command?"

"Let's find out, where is Caesar of Ogra pretending to be a Ranger on Beacon Star?" said Moch, holding the newspaper and pointing to the black back above to explain to his chief attendant. But then, he added, "If I really can't find it, forget it, I'm just curious—ah, it's a pity that I'm old, and even if I wear a mask, I can't fool the girl's bright eyes, and I can't disguise the ranger......"

The deputy chief attendant of Raja, who was full of moral conscience, automatically ignored the second half of the adult's sentence and accepted the order seriously and respectfully: "Yes, my lord, I will send someone to keep an eye on Ogra's movements. ”

"Don't be so serious, Raja, girls are always so sobbed and prone to wrinkles. Lord Mochi complained, and then asked, "What about Jiang, where did he run early in the morning?"

"Chief Jiang has gone to pick up the young master. Raja replied.

Mochi was taken aback and sat up suddenly: "Didn't you say that Morrick kid was going to be released from prison today, did they?

"Yes, my lord, today is the fifteenth day, and the young master's detention period has expired. Raja still said respectfully, "Because the young master is not yet an adult, the police station of the Beacon Star stipulates that a relative must sign to pick him up before he can be released, so Mr. Chief Attendant has passed over early in the morning." ”

"What are you going to do to pick him up? Just let them keep him in lock, just let the kid stay in there -- why did he only detain him for fifteen days for violating the traffic rules? They should sentence him to prison for at least five years, no, ten years......

Mochi muttered and grumbled, like an old man with a broken mouth, and then suddenly remembered something, and exclaimed, "Oops", "You tell me honestly, Raja, where are you going to take that kid when he comes out of the detention center?

Raja really couldn't stand it anymore, so he said loudly: "Of course, I want to take the young master home." How can you treat the young master like this, my lord, you killed his mother when the young master was born, and now you are still planning to prevent the young master from going home and let him live outside?"

"Who doesn't want him to go home......? I have insomnia, I have migraines, and I can't stand the abuse that kid has been abusing from morning till night. Moqi really held his head and groaned like a patient, and then bounced off the recliner in an upright posture that no patient could have, "No, we have to go quickly, change places, and stay in another place while the kid hasn't come back yet!"

The servants knelt down to tie the straps of his pajamas and waited for him to put on his shoes, but he could not wait, and walked barefoot out of the camellia bushes, and stepped straight into the airship that had been transferred to prepare for him. Raja stood up and followed her adult onto the airship.

"Okay, my lord, where are you going to stay?" asked Raja helplessly, and dutifully proposed to build yì, "The Dimont family's manor is on a subtropical island, and the Feng family's and Quentin's manories are both humid and warm this season, which is very suitable for adults to cultivate. If the adults were tired of their service in the vicinity, they immediately ordered them all to move out. ”

"Go to Grigor's house, and it's time to see our little Jasmine. Mochi commanded, then closed his eyes. He felt a little bit of preciousness now.

Raja retreated silently, and without a single tremor, the airship lifted off in stealth mode, silently sinking into the clouds, and flying towards the estate of the Edward Derwent family in the Western Hemisphere. Below it, a vast estate covering nearly a million acres gradually reveals the full picture of his luxury. In front of the main building of the manor, under the steps of the tall jade columns, the vassals, dressed in splendid clothes, rushed to greet the lord or offer gifts, ready to be summoned by the lord, unaware that their master had left.

......

Early morning in the eastern hemisphere and midnight in the western hemisphere. The canyon basin where the Duran family estate is located is brightly lit, with flying planes shuttling back and forth, and a grand banquet is being held at the lively time. The guests laughed and toasted David Duran's breakthrough to the seventh level from time to time - even if the person receiving the blessing was not present at the moment, it did not make them feel less interested.

Deep in the manor, in a secluded and detached house on the shores of a blue lake shaded by the Black Forest, the chief chamberlain, Hebrew, appeared in the corridor, and hurried past the attendants and servants who had retreated to either side and bowed to him, and entered the large suite on the left wing of the third floor, where his master was, according to the reports of the attendants.

After entering the door, as usual, there was a large living room, and the Hebrew master, David Duran, happened to be standing in front of the mirror, and he was changing his clothes. From the dressing mirror held by the valet, the frontal reflection of David Duran fell right into the eyes of the chief chamberlain, Hebrew, a young man who had just turned twenty-two years old, with a handsome face and a gentle and attractive gaze. There was always a faint thought in the depths of his gentle gaze, which made him more quiet and majestic than the young nobles of his usual age, and more convincing. It's just that in such a glorious spring time, there has never been a single experience of youthful frivolity and wanton absurdity, which inevitably makes Hebrew feel a little regretful and a fly in the ointment.

The door from the living room to the master bedroom was open, and through the open door, Hebrew saw the new fifth-strength healer of the Brick family sitting sideways on the low stool beside the bed with a restless expression, holding the water glass that the manservant had brought to him, a little at a loss.

Her richly colored night dress looked a little sloppy, and her outer skirt was clearly taken off and put back on. But unfortunately, inside her open outer skirt, the knee-length inner skirt was still meticulously worn on her body, and even the ties of the side bows were not even untied, and it was obvious that they had never been removed at all.

Hebrew couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and his heart was anxious: this was the sixth healer to be sacrificed, or was it the same as the previous ones, the master couldn't do anything with her at all, but only barely touched her healing wave, and then completely lost the interest in going on.

Although the master had always been kind and forgiving, and did not condemn him for this, the healer who had been offered to him for six consecutive days could not satisfy the master, but he could not help but feel extremely frightened as the chief attendant. The chief attendant who cannot 100% agree with the master's heart is no longer qualified to give orders on behalf of the master and rule the vassals, and the loss of power is often imminent. On the third day, he felt the gaze of all around him be filled with a dangerous aura, which made him feel like a man's back, and the throne of the chief attendant burned his ass to smoke. He really didn't dare to resemble him, what would happen if this situation continued.

The only thing to be thankful for is that there are always people who are more terrified than he is. The master personally ordered the healer to prepare, but in the end he turned the order into just an extra change of clothes in the evening, apparently conveying more dissatisfaction with the vassal family.

There is nothing more disastrous for a vassal family than the loss of the master's favor and the fact that it is no longer needed. Whether used or not, as long as the master's order to "find a few healers" is not revoked for a day, all vassals must sacrifice the healers with all their might until the master is satisfied or they can no longer find them. The more powerful the family, the more they have to find ways to satisfy their masters, and they can't be preempted by those families who are inferior to themselves. This is related to the order and power of the vassal families.

There is reason to believe that those families who have already made sacrifices or are preparing to make sacrifices will face the dilemma that the healed person will be returned that night, and how terrified they will be. No matter what kind of friendship these families have with the Duran family, what kind of friendship they have with the old Mr. Duran, and what kind of agreements they have made, if they do not have the favor of their masters, or even if they are rejected now, then a qiē is just a floating tower on the sand, a wave in the water, and it has no meaning.

After all, the fate of the vassal family is in the hands of the master and nothing else, and destroying a vassal does not require the owner to move a finger, even if the master has not yet reached the top. It was only a slight warning now, and the always merciful master could not do anything too harsh, but it was not necessary that someone dared to provoke him......

The healer in the bedroom finally finished the glass of water and was escorted out by the arms of the manservants.

"Sue Sù Brick, don't blame her, it's not her fault. David commanded.

"Yes. Hebrew whispered a whisper, and then he knelt at David's feet, took the ruby cufflinks from the manservant, and put them on for him with his own hands.

"Why did you suddenly want to do this?" David twisted the cufflinks himself, turned and walked away from the dressing mirror, "Get up, don't keep kneeling." ”

Hebrew stood up, and when the manservant removed the dressing mirror, he immediately knelt down again: "Mr. Crassus is here for dinner, master, I really couldn't think about sending an invitation to Mr. Crassus, I didn't expect him to really come." ”

David's eyes darkened visibly, but then he was relieved: "You can't hide forever, since you come, you will meet - I will go to pick him up." ”

"Yes. The chief attendant stood up.

"Hebrew," said David, who called his chief attendant by his name as he passed the porch and was about to get into the carriage, "and tomorrow we will go back to the university town." ”

"Yes, it's just Miss Helena......" Hebrew subconsciously asked, he was actually worried that after returning to the university town, Helena would probably have to lose her temper when she saw the healers offered by her vassals, but the words were temporarily changed, "Next Saturday is the day of the banquet at the Derwent family, according to the practice of previous years, even if Lord Grigor does not come, Lord Mochi should secretly visit Miss Jasmine that day, master, you must always go to this banquet and meet with Lord Mochi." If she goes back to the university town in the next few days, Miss Helena will probably have to go with her. ”

"Then let Philip go back with us. David said with a smile. "I'm afraid I'm going to be blamed by Philip now. He's been having a good time lately and should be ready to stay two more days. ”

“...... Be. ”

"Also, prepare a new place to live, but don't be too far from the school. David casually commanded, as if dispensable.

Hebrew was stunned, but in his heart he set off a huge wave, which was very exciting. He calmed down and prepared to take a peek at his master's face, then looked up to find that David had turned and boarded the car.

The author has something to say: the grief of the person who was called to work overtime when he went out of work was wider than the galaxy......