Sturya? Eitton, female, twenty-eight years old, is the current housekeeper of Tashapole, the lord of the Shevrin Domain. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Sturya, like the other servants in Tashapol, came from a small village outside of Shevrin and was sent to Tashapol as a child. After the Battle of Shephrin, she did not leave with most of the people, but continued to stay here, and in ten years, she had gone from being an unknown little girl to the administrator of Tashapol.

But Tashapol was left with only her servants.

A large part of Sturya's twenty-eight-year-old age was filled with Tashapol - few knew Tashapol better than her, she remembered the age of each building, knew which staircase had corroded wood, which building had been replaced.

She knows how Tashapol changes from day to day.

Under the busyness of Tashapol, the ownerless mansion after Greid's departure has remained in normal operation, thanks to the long-term funding of a mysterious person.

On this day, Sturja woke up earlier than usual, before dawn - for a slightly remote territory like the Shavrin Domain, preparations for the Rose May would begin after the end of the Queen's Moon.

During this time, Sturya would walk around every corner of Tashapol with his keychain to see what needed to be prepared.

"It rained last night...... New materials need to be prepared for repairs here......"

"New scratches...... Is it a mouse? ”

"Looks a little bad......"

She jotted down these points of attention from the notebook made of discarded paper in her study and the way Professor Greid's notes had been taken—apparently the rest of the time was spent dealing with them. She jotted it down as she read it silently, and helped the gold-rimmed glasses on her cold, rigid face.

The last place Sturya has to go is the kitchen - Martha, the cook, is one of the few servants left, and she is frustrated by Sturya's accustomed patrols, because even if there are only three servants left in Tashapol, including Sturya, Sturya will ask them to start working as if Gred was there.

Martha is a somewhat obese woman, only a little younger than Sturya, an easy-going person by nature, although she thinks Stuart is too paranoid, and is willing to forgive her for such a character, when she sees Sturya, she still asks: "Good morning, Sturya, what do you want to eat today?" ”

Anyway, it's okay when it's okay, just need to be in their place at the appointed time.

The two have never quarreled in the past ten years.

"Make a lunch by the standards of Mr. Greid's time." Sturya saw her and said.

"What do you mean by that?" Martha's hand shook, almost missing the pot in her hand, and turned her head to look at Stulya in surprise, "Could it be, Mr. Greid, ......"

Sturja slowly straightened her gold-rimmed glasses and shook her head at Martha's nervous eyes.

"The new leader is coming." But Martha's expression of disappointment was suddenly stimulated by Sturya's next words, and Sturya knew that Martha would not believe it, so she took out an envelope from her notes and handed it out, "It has the coat of arms from the Midrus family, Mise?" Midrus gave the Shevrin domain to a new nobleman named Fitney? Freton, Count Shevrin, whom we are about to serve. ”

"Misse? Middlerus ...... Is he crazy? The Shevrin Territory has never been given to anyone from another family for so many years! Martha's eyes widened, which filled her somewhat fat face with surprise, and her facial features were slightly distorted - she was rarely excited, and Sturya hadn't seen her like this for a long time, "What the hell is he trying to do?!" I don't admit it! ”

"Don't forget, we were the servants of the owner of Tashapol and the people of the kingdom of Luther." Sturya, who already knew that Martha would say this, sighed, "Go and do your duty, and come to the door with me later to greet Miss." ”

"Miss?" Martha felt that the news was a little more than she had expected.

"That's right, Mademoiselle—the letter says that this Count Shevrin is a woman." Sturya nodded.

"Arentia is on top...... A female earl, are we really too little contact with the outside world? Could it be that this is the king's mistress? Martha was astonished, she babbled on and on and on, and suddenly remembered something, a little incredulous, "Wait, Sturya! ”

"Hurry up...... Sturya didn't want to hear too much of Martha's excited words, compared to the rest of the companions.

But Rosa clung to Sturya: "No, Sturya, I remember this family!" ”

Sturja frowned.

Suddenly, she remembered something.

"You mean...... The one, Aven? Freton? "Sturja and Rosa both have good memories.

"Yes—I remember it clearly—that was a thing that was so well worth caring." "It was Huri who served them – and for the first time I saw him praise people." ”

Sturya frowned habitually, "But, he went to check later, and there is no such family at all, is there?" ”

Rosa suddenly looked like a deflated ball, and they all knew about it.

"Alright, let's go about your business." Stuartha said.

She walked out of the kitchen and sighed.

It was still some time before the arrival of the Count of Shevrin as the letter had said. Sturja then made her way to the study, and with the crisp clatter of the keys in her hands, she walked up, and after a while came to a door, which was often where she began her daily rounds.

It is also the only room on this floor.

Ka.

Slowly pulling open the door, Stuarya stepped inside—apparently a study—but gave the illusion that this was actually a library.

In the tradition of the Kingdom of Luther, the study was more for discussion and office than for reading, hence the name of the study, but in fact it would not be of such a large scale, even in the study room of the Dryden Palace, there would not be so many bookcases - they were all kinds and arranged according to a certain pattern.

This library-like study is not a furnishing, but very practical - the owner of the study carefully made a metal nameplate on each bookcase, indicating what classification the cabinet belongs to, and some tall bookcases will also prepare a spiral ladder for the convenience of people looking for books.

This is the most familiar place in Sturya.

She used to be in charge of sorting out books.

But not at first, it was just a little maid at first, like everyone else.

Sturja walked through it as usual, her hand slowly brushing over the bookcase, her gaze hidden under her glasses looking a little emotional.

"Just because there was a hint of longing for this place that gave me such a job...... Sounds incredible. Suddenly, she saw something, and her voice was soft, as if she didn't want to disturb everything.

She doesn't think she's doing a good job – because until now, she doesn't think the work here has lived up to expectations.

"It's really something he did." Suddenly, Sturya heard an unfamiliar voice, she raised her head vigilantly, and her originally somewhat emotional eyes disappeared.

When he saw the owner of the voice, Sturya remembered that the voice seemed to be that of a young girl.