The head maid didn't respond to Cynthia's defense, she just looked at the half-elf witch coldly with an expressionless puppet face, and the meaning of that glance was self-evident.

"What are you like yourself, don't you have points in your heart?"

Don't bother to pay attention to this witch who calculates all day long, the head maid just walked up to the little girl who didn't know why, and said in a slightly soft tone.

"Miss, please come with me to change clothes."

"But didn't I just finish changing my clothes?"

The little girl Alice also slightly avoided the sister in the black dress, she approached the head maid, and then asked with some confusion.

She glanced down at the beautiful Lolita dress she was wearing, it was the most beautiful little dress she had ever seen in her life.

Even the jewel of the owner's shop, which I saw through the glass window, the red dress that was said to have been worn by a countess, when I used to sell matches, when I passed by the clothing store on the street, was not as delicate and beautiful as the one I wore now.

This must be the dress worn by the princesses in the story.

Alice, who had no knowledge, guessed.

"But this is Mr. Monster's stuff, he kindly lent it to me to wear, Mr. Monster has taken care of me, I can't trouble him anymore."

Alice kept reminding herself of this.

So even though she had taken a shower before, it was all white, but she still treated the dress carefully, and even tried to maintain a posture when she was just sitting, for fear that such a beautiful little skirt would be soiled and wrinkled by herself.

However, in the end, it is a girl, it is natural to like beautiful little dresses, and when she heard that she was going to change her clothes, Alice thought that she could no longer wear this dress, and she felt a little lost.

"Alice, Alice, your mother taught you not to be a greedy girl, you are so greedy for things that don't belong to you, your mother in heaven will be sad."

She endured it and admonished herself like this.

"Little sister, a beautiful lady has to change her clothes at least seven times a day, and she always wears the same dress to meet people, which is rude to others, and this should be remembered."

Cynthia, who felt that she was isolated, came up facelessly, and she looked like a confidant big sister and taught the little girl some common sense to the noble girl.

It's a pity that her enthusiasm has not been reciprocated, and for her who came up, the little girl Alice leaned back to the head maid in fear.

"Is that so? Thank you, sister. ”

But despite being afraid, Alice still had the courage to thank Cynthia politely.

In fact, Alice was born with a sense of perception that can distinguish between good and bad in others, and she has not told anyone this secret.

It was as if she had froze to death last night rather than come home, because she had sensed in her father a malice that was stronger and stronger than the harshest of winters.

The reason why she followed Merlin, a demon who can scare people to death, is also because of this ability, she just felt that Mr. Monster was a good person from the first time she saw him, and he would definitely not hurt herself.

And now, Alice's perception is also at work, although the elf big sister in the black dress is smiling and enthusiastic about herself, but Alice is a little afraid of her.

This good-looking big sister gives her the feeling of lying on the mouth of the well and looking down, in the dark well you can't see anything, you don't know the depth, you just feel that there seem to be countless monsters lurking in this darkness, and you may suddenly burst out at any time and drag you into the abyss at the bottom of the well.

"This sister is even more terrible than Dad."

Alice was a little frightened, this was the first time she had perceived such a terrible person.

Weak, pitiful, and fortunately hungry, she only felt a little safe when she was close to the cold maid sister beside her.

Although this maid sister has always been expressionless and doesn't seem to be close to her, the little girl knows that this maid sister is the same as Mr. Monster, but she looks scary on the outside, but she is actually a very good person on the inside.

If Mr. Monster gives her the feeling of a sun in the boundless darkness, with the meaning of the last hope in a desperate situation, then this maid sister gives her the feeling of a knight guarding an island of purity in the middle of a sea of blood, which is the most loyal guardian and the strongest line of defense.

"Miss Cynthia, give up, your tricks are useless in the presence of such a pure soul."

The head maid, Violis, protected the little girl behind her, and this time she unceremoniously called Cynthia's name, and the meaning of the warning was already obvious.

Cynthia, who was stared at by the head maid's eyes, stiffened slightly for a moment, and she felt that the spirit of the head maid on the other side had locked on her, this was a powerful martial artist who thought that she was already a sword saint more than ten years ago, and even a powerful wizard would not dare to ignore such a threat within a hundred steps.

Even Cynthia seemed to be able to foresee that as long as she made a move, she would be really beheaded by the woman opposite.

Although out of confidence in her defense, Cynthia felt that she would definitely not die, but how could a sword saint's sword be so easy to catch, especially if this sword saint still held a good sword in her hand, even if she really resisted a sword and did not die, it would definitely be enough to choke.

"Okay, you have big breasts, listen to you."

She raised her hands in surrender as she muttered as she stared maliciously at the maid's chest.

Well, the blood of the elves is good, but the body is a little more slender.

Even if the bloodline of the human race makes her slightly better than the pure-blood elves, it can only barely be regarded as average, which is not at the same level as a certain talented maid chief.

"Hmph, it's all made of wood anyway, it's hard, and my brother won't like it, so I won."

Cynthia thought maliciously.

Feeling the witch's rude glance at a certain part of herself, the metal puppet arm of the maid chief creaked, because she was more than one level agile because of the lack of the burden of two warriors, she really wanted to cut off the head of this witch full of evil taste with a sword.

"What do you see, it's a fact that my brother has liked me since he was a child, even if you have a big chest, you can't ignore the facts, you are a hard-nosed woman, and every time you hold your brother, your brother cries out uncomfortably, and in the end, it's not all coaxed by me."

Cynthia didn't lose the battle, she looked up and looked proud.

And then......

"Boom ......"

Suddenly there was a thunderclap of light, and no one could see it flashed, Cynthia felt a strand of hair fluttering in her ear, and she swallowed as she looked at the white glove on her right arm that had been completely shattered, revealing the intricately structured metal prosthetic leg.

Rub, this perverted maid has been cursed by her as a doll and becomes a doll, how does it feel like it is stronger, is this terrifying like this without drawing a sword? If you draw your sword, will you still have it?

Cynthia found that she still underestimated this sword saint who had been low-key for more than ten years, and at that moment she really heard the call of hell.

If the ghost maid had drawn her sword just now, she might have lost her life.

"Well, it's time to change clothes and eat, my brother must be waiting downstairs."

The witch from the heart suggested with a smirk.