Chapter Eighty-Nine: Do You Desire Justice?

"Young master, come, open your mouth!"

"Young master, eat me too!"

"Goo-go Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" Lancelot kept making a sound as he held the teacup to his lips, ignoring the delicate words of the two maids who were almost sticking to him.

"I said, why did you move your tea party to my shop!" Zhang Fanren shouted.

And he actually brought two twin maids who exploded in justice, what does this mean? Show off that your life is surrounded by them? Damn, why do my eyes get out of control!

"Because you reminded me, sure enough, a good morning still needs to start with morning tea time, and Leah can have morning tea with me when she comes out." Lancelot said as a matter of course.

"I'm trying to remind you to go back to your office, okay?"

"Mr. Mortal, according to the contemptible investigation, the daily turnover of your pet store should be this number." Sebas didn't know where to find a calculator, and quickly clicked a number and handed it to Zhang Fanren.

One, ten, hundred, thousand, thousand......

"This number doesn't seem to be right...... Zhang Fanren wondered.

"The loss of today's turnover caused by the young master can be compensated according to this figure, I don't know what you think?" A smile tugged at the corner of Sebas's mouth.

"It's no problem at all, you can do whatever you want about the tea party or something, and you can have afternoon tea." Zhang Fanren, who had lost his temperament, pulled over the chair and approached Lancelot under the disdainful gaze of the three dogs who were woken up, and whispered, "Lance, who are these two?" ”

"Huh? Do you mean Lily and Lucy? Lancelot shook his head slightly with a stupid look on his face and said, "You know the clothes, of course it's a maid." ”

"Nonsense, of course I know it's a maid."

However, I always feel that instead of calling Lily and Lucy, which only appear in English textbooks, it is better to call the names of two people who are famous for their twin maids.

"To be honest, I don't think taking a maid is a good indication of my self-reliance, but it's not good to let Sebas do all the housework, so I called them over."

If you want to show your self-reliance, send all your subordinates back to your homeland, you damned rich man!

"It's not very good to evaluate other people's life styles, but it's because you live in this environment that you have that kind of twisted feelings for Leah, right?" Zhang Fanren tried to enlighten Lancelot.

Although Zhang Fanren would not refuse if Lancelot came to the pet store in this way every day, but he was already being served by this kind of superb twin maid, then don't come to pester Goddess Leah!

Lancelot suddenly became agitated and said, "That's not called distortion!" Because the dazzling justice in Leah attracts me, and the justice that the knight yearns for is the direction in which I, the descendant of the Knight of the Round Table, are heading! ”

Zhang Fanren was stunned: Did this guy take the wrong medicine, why was he so loud all of a sudden? But even so, I'm going to do my best to bring you to your senses. In order to make this guy understand what true justice is, I can only temporarily forget my identity as a follower of the Goddess Leia Sect!

"But Leah's justice is not as good as your two maids!"

"Mr. Mortal! Only...... Even you can't belittle the knighthood in my heart like this! Leah's voice came, and Zhang Fanren understood why Lancelot's tone suddenly became high.

Zhang Fanren hurriedly turned his head to look, the door to the inner room was open, and Leah, who had tears in the corners of her eyes, was holding a tea tray, as if she had been greatly wronged, and her body trembled slightly.

Sitina poked her head out from behind her and wondered, "Leah, why don't you move?" ”

"The justice I'm talking about isn't your kind of justice!" Zhang Fanren hesitated whether to teach everyone present what true justice was, so he had to explain it like this.

"Huh? Are there two kinds of justice? Lancelot wondered.

Sebas had already taken two light steps closer to Leah and whispered to him.

"The justice that Mr. Mortal refers to should be some more specific bodily organ with lactating functions, not the power of faith in the heart."

"......" Zhang Fanren, who heard the explanation, was speechless for a while: Although this explanation does seem to be very reasonable, why can you explain it so seriously, are the housekeepers called Sebas all monsters?

Leah wasn't Lancelot's kind of stupid person after all, and she blushed as she walked to the table and put down the tea tray, and sat down in silence as she pulled over another chair.

"Does Leah know Sebas, too?" Zhang Fanren had no choice but to awkwardly divert the topic.

"Well, I've seen it before." Leah's words were short, this was obviously brewing the rhythm of the ultimate!

Lancelot, who didn't care about the atmosphere, said courteously: "Leah, good morning, Sebas, pour tea for Leah!" Use my tea set! ”

"Thank you, but I'll just use the tea set from Mr. Mortal's house." Leah refused without even looking at him.

"Hey, but my tea set is a special tea set for tea parties that has been passed down by the family for hundreds of years, and you really don't fit your identity with that kind of inferior tea cup that you obviously bought in the supermarket!" Lancelot persuaded with a look of regret.

Zhang Fanfan said in his heart: You damn rich man actually use antiques to make tea?

Leah didn't answer him at all.

"Hurry up, I want it too! And the cookie just now! Sitina happily approached the table.

Sebas skillfully poured three cups of black tea with an elegant textbook-like gesture and delivered them to Zhang Fanren, Leah, and Sitina one by one.

"Please take your time." Then, again gracefully stepped aside.

"Cheers, Mr. Mortal!" Leah raised her teacup to Fanren Zhang.

"......" Zhang Fanren looked at Leah, who began to behave abnormally, and said in his heart: Even people like me know very well that there is no such etiquette as a toast when drinking tea, right?

"Huh?" Lancelot, who was also shocked and began to wonder if he was a fake nobleman, instantly strengthened his belief and resolutely said: "That's right, sure enough, you should toast to morning tea!" ”

You guy just said in a questioning tone! Why is it suddenly as if there really is such a thing as a toast? Do you still have the consciousness of being a noble young master!

"Huh? Cheers? As she was about to soak the cookies, she happily raised her teacup.

Zhang Fanren had no choice but to make a nondescript toast.

Leah tilted her head and drank a cup of tea.

"Hot, huhu." Then there was Stina's soft call.

Lancelot, who imitated Leah, apparently completed an impossible challenge, and was helped out of the store by Sebas and the maid, afraid that he would not be able to return for a while.

"Mr. Mortal!" Leah, who had obviously taken a sip of a cup of hot tea, called out without changing her face.

"In!" The retired brave man is sitting in danger.

"Is my justice really that small?"

"Of course not, you're a true knight with justice in your heart, but the adjective of justice shouldn't be small, right?" Zhang Fanren felt a cold sweat on his back.

"Mr. mortal, I'm not talking about that justice!" Leah raised her eyebrows.

"I'm sorry! I admit my mistake! ”

Zhang Fanren smiled bitterly and swallowed the bitter fruit he planted: But you are obviously a boy, even if you want that kind of justice, it is impossible!