Downstairs, sitting at the long Western-style dining table, Merlin enjoyed his breakfast.

He had to apologize to the chef at the castle, and he had been worried about whether it would be a dark dish or something, but now it seemed that he was completely overwhelmed.

Although it can't be compared with the breakfast patterns of the foodie country in the previous life, I have to say that the food in this world is still very good.

Fluffy white bread, well-toasted bacon rolls, golden fried eggs, salads made with a variety of delicious vegetables, lukewarm milk......

Almost every possible trick of breakfast in Western food had been gathered, and now these delicacies were being placed in front of Merlin in a form similar to a buffet, and he could take whatever he wanted.

"Hey, it's really a bad habit of feudal aristocrats, just one breakfast to do so many tricks, usually I eat alone, okay, where to eat so much, isn't this all a waste?"

Merlin despised the extravagance and waste of aristocratic life, but he was not slow in his hands.

He has always liked delicious food, and he picked up a silver-edged white porcelain plate with great anticipation, and stepped forward to take almost all the dishes one by one.

But after thinking about it, he didn't eat alone today, Cynthia and Alice would come down later, and it would be rude for a prince to act like a starving ghost.

Thinking of this, he had no choice but to put those extra dishes back in place with a heartache and reluctance, and only kept the amount of an ordinary person's meal.

"Alas, it's all about grace."

He sighed and slowly walked to the head of the long table with his plate.

"Your Highness, it's an honor for you to choose me to serve you today."

Before he could get to the table, he heard the plate in his hand say this to him.

It still seems to be the voice of a little girl.

Merlin: "......"

Well, to be honest, he almost threw out the suddenly talking dinner plate with a shake of his hand, but fortunately, he reacted to what was going on at the critical moment, so he stopped in time and did not cause a fatal incident.

But it's really scary, he was almost going to have a san check just now, okay.

However, it is also strange that he has not fully digested and adapted to this new identity, after all, he has known from the memory of the original owner that the witch's curse has turned those former servants in the castle into the current furniture.

He should have been prepared to suddenly speak to the furniture around him, so that he wouldn't have been taken aback just now.

However, after calming down again, he felt quite a novelty, cursed automatic furniture, which was something that only existed in fairy tales or wizarding worlds, and it was really unusual.

"It's my pleasure to be served by a lovely lady like you."

Merlin said to the ladies with the plates in her hand.

"By the way, will I be lucky enough to know your name? Miss. ”

He asked.

To be honest, the autistic prince of the original owner has lived in the castle for so many years, but he has not cared much about the servants in these castles, and he does not even know the names of several servants except the head maid.

With this quite normal in the eyes of traditional aristocrats, after all, the servants of this era are not even human beings in the eyes of some nobles, but one of their possessions, would you choose a name for the coins in your pocket?

Obviously, no.

However, Merlin could not be as indifferent as the original owner.

Although for the sake of maintaining Prince Merlin's personality, it is impossible for him to directly come to a speech on an equal footing, and then announce that the servants in the castle are all free or something, if he really does that, he is afraid that he will not be dragged to the hospital by the cheap old lady Cynthia to check whether he has a nervous disorder.

Merlin was now trying to reverse the stereotype of the autistic prince who had been left by his original owner to others, and it seemed that there was nothing wrong with the autistic prince's first step out of autism from changing his attitude towards his servants.

At the very least, it would be rude to give these servants the respect they deserve as human beings, not even the names of the people who have served you for so many years.

However, Merlin felt that he had only made a small change now, but in the eyes of others it was more than that, at least the lady with the plate in his hand looked frightened.

"Don't be nervous, miss, I'm too presumptuous, I don't mean anything else, it's just that I just suddenly found out that I don't know anything about this castle where I've lived for more than ten years, so I want to change this from now on."

Merlin explained in a relaxed tone as much as he could.

"No, no, no, Your Highness, a noble person like you shouldn't apologize to an inferior person like me, she will scold me to death if my mother knows about it."

The sluggish Miss Plate suddenly woke up, and she quickly rejected Merlin's apology in flattery.

"Your Highness, my name is Kai'Sa, the daughter of your cook, Marianne, a little plate maid."

Miss Plate introduced herself.

Judging from her voice and self-introduction, this should be another underage girl.

Merlin knew that after all, there was no law in another world that forbade the use of child labor, but it was the most common thing that the children of servants would also be servants in the future.

"Kaisha, nice name, and Miss Kaisha, tell your mother for me, the breakfast looks delicious."

Merlin smiled at Miss Plate.

As the two chatted casually, Merlin had already reached the table, and the velvet chair in the main seat had moved out of its own right, waiting for him to sit down.

"Thank you."

Merlin, who was still not used to this fully automatic furniture, thanked him and sat down a little unnaturally.

As soon as he sat down, the chair automatically adjusted the backrest to fit his sitting posture perfectly, giving him a very comfortable feeling.

"Turtle turtle, is it so advanced?"

Merlin sighed in his heart, but he didn't know if this chair would massage.

As soon as he thought this, he felt the backrest behind him vibrate, as if a pair of invisible hands were massaging him.

"Your Highness, Brother Lu doesn't like to talk, but he looks very happy now."

Miss Plate Kai'Sa said to Merlin.

Lou, this must be the name of the valet who turned into his chair.

"Thank you."

Merlin, who didn't know what to say, had to thank him again, and then the massage behind her seemed to be even harder.

emmmm, are the people of another world so easily satisfied?

Merlin thought with some mixed feelings.

However, before he could criticize such a backward era again, three figures of different heights walked into the restaurant together.

It was the ladies who went to change their clothes and went downstairs.

Seeing the two girls who gave people a different feeling after changing their clothes, Merlin's eyes lit up......