Hold your breath.

Don't dare to move at all.

Chris pressed his back against the wall of the bathroom stall, and with the full support of the thief's "stealth", his whole body became completely integrated with the surrounding environment.

But even so, Chris still didn't even dare to raise his head. He only dared to lower his eyes to the ground, and in the end he even closed his eyes.

Because he had a very strong premonition.

As long as he turns his eyes slightly and sets his gaze on Count Thistle, who is directly opposite him, or if he fails to hold back a breath, the other party will be able to instantly notice and lock onto his presence.

The whole process lasted for more than a minute.

For more than a minute, Earl Thistle stood there like a wooden man. Although Chris closed his eyes, he could feel that the other party's eyes swept over his location several times.

, fortunately, it just scanned and did not stop, obviously it was not possible to find him.

Just when Chris almost turned purple and couldn't hold on any longer, the terrifying and eerie silence in the bathroom was finally broken.

The sound of footsteps walking out was heard, and Earl Thistle seemed to give up before him and finally left the bathroom.

But, even so.

Even though he was the only one left in the empty bathroom, Chris' intuition did not make him run away in a hurry. Instead, he continued to stay in the same position, clinging to the wall, maintaining stealth, and motionless.

Of course, except for a few sneaky breaths.

After this continued for a while...

Chris knew that his intuition had saved his life again.

because...

"Uncle...Mr. Count?" The maid's salute came from outside the bathroom. It was not difficult to hear that in addition to being respectful, there was something strange in the voice.

They didn't know why the master would stand quietly by the bathroom door without saying a word.

"Ah, you came just in time."

"The wall of the cubicle in this bathroom is broken. Thank you for your hard work. Remember to find someone to repair it."

"Oh my, this house and castle are just like people. As they get older, everything goes wrong!"

Count Thistle's familiar cheerful voice came from the bathroom door.

"It's not hard work. It's our honor to be able to...serve you! And...and...you will definitely live a long life and be healthy forever!"

The maids said in unison, some of them even blushing. It was easy to tell that this was not a false or perfunctory statement, but sincerity.

Indeed, it is extremely rare among the nobility to have a master like Count Thisle who has no aristocratic airs, is kind and friendly to others, and has an easy-going temperament.

as well as...

It is said that the Countess unfortunately died in childbirth when she gave birth to Miss Liz, and the Count has never married a new wife.

"Haha, I hope so. Then I will go upstairs to entertain the distinguished guests, and then I will leave this place to you."

Earl Thistle seemed to be amused by the maids. After laughing a few times, he finally walked upstairs.

It wasn't until here that Chris's sense of crisis completely disappeared, but he still didn't care.

Under the cover of the movement of the maids entering the bathroom, Chris dared to move, his figure flashed, and at the fastest speed, he finally left this place that definitely filled him with terrifying shadows.

Then, he didn't stop.

Because the count broke the wall of the bathroom stall just now, causing dust to stain his clothes, so the other party must change his clothes now.

Taking advantage of this gap, Chris came to the highest point upstairs, where Vivian and his party were in the Earl's study.

Finally, I finally met this little girl from the country again.

And in the impression that he still had that innocent and kind look on his face that said he knew nothing and had no guard at all, Chris was extremely worried.

If he was still hesitating before, was it really the right thing to do? After all, the dream of many rural girls is to come to a big city and work as a maid for aristocratic men.

But now...

Taking a deep breath, Chris, disguised as a maid, carried a teapot and tea sets, and pretended to serve tea to the people in the study.

When Chris finally got his turn with Vivian...

Can...

"Huh?" He didn't know if it was Chris's imagination, but he seemed to hear a slight sound of surprise from the little girl's mouth.

Then, before he could do anything, Vivian looked at him, disguised as a maid, with some curiosity and...

A somewhat indescribably strange look.

But Chris didn't think much about it, and he didn't have the time to think about it any more. He was now focused on delivering the news to Vivian and leaving the castle.

As for whether Vivian believes what he said...

Are you kidding, Chris would still consider this? To put it bluntly, he and Vivian actually have no relationship at all. Even if he can achieve this step for each other, Chris feels that he must have the wrong nerve.

What?

You said you like her?

This must be the funniest joke Chris has ever heard in his life. A guy with a shriveled figure and a humble background. His only advantage is that he is good-looking. However, he turns out to have a good personality. At best, he is innocent and kind, and at worst, he is stupid.

Not a single snack machine.

He wouldn't even want a girl like this if she gave it to him for free! Like? It's impossible for him to like her in this life!

Chris's ambition is not to say that he is an earl's daughter like Miss Liz, but after all, he has to be a plump and wealthy lady, right?

What are you thinking about?

Quickly put all the messy thoughts in her mind away, and then, under the still unnatural and strange look in Vivian's eyes, the maid Chris handed a cup of hot tea to the little girl.

"Thank...uh...thank you?"

Just when Vivian reluctantly wanted to say thank you to the maid next to her who, reminded by her second personality, turned out to be a man dressed as a woman, the little girl suddenly froze.

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There were ripples on the tea surface of the cup handed to her, and then a line of small words appeared on it.

[Never have any contact with the Thistle family]

[The Count has a problem]

[Just find any excuse and get out of here!]

"This is...?"

When Vivian came back to her senses and looked away from the tea cup, the maid disguised as a woman had long since disappeared and had already retreated from the study.

replaced by...

"What's wrong, Miss Vivian, are you not used to the tea here?" Earl Thistle's strong voice came from outside the study.

The count, who had changed his clothes, returned.

"No...of course not." Vivian responded, pretending to be casual, shaking the tea cup in her hand, and hiding the words on the tea cup.

"Haha, that's good, that's good. Oh, by the way, you can carry that in!"

After Earl Thistle clapped his hands, under the curious gaze of everyone, he asked the servants to bring a large mirror.

"Father, what is this?" Liz turned around in the mirror and asked strangely at first.

"This is a magic projection mirror that I hired a Vulcan Master and spent a lot of money to make. It can reflect all the scenes outside Huodian City in this mirror."

Earl Thistle held his daughter on his lap and stroked Liz's long golden hair lovingly.

"My Lord Earl, do you want to..." Butler Robert was the first to react.

"That's right! Not only here, I also installed magic projections in the center of Huodian City, the largest Vulcan Square."

After Earl Thistle nodded, the expression on his face gradually became serious.

"I have always felt that as the ancient nobles of Huodian City, we are also worthy of the title of nobles and can do something for Huodian City. At present, there are obviously so many refugees who have become homeless due to disasters, but the people in the city are...

Everyone is indifferent to this, as if it has nothing to do with them, when did the atmosphere in our Huodian City become like this!?"

Earl Thistle became more and more excited as he spoke, as if he was trying his best to suppress the trembling all over his body.

"So, even if we use the assets of the Thistle family..."

"I also want to show the scene outside the city..."

"Let everyone in Huodian City see it!"

Speaking of the last Earl of Thistle, there seemed to be a sense of mission in his voice.

"Only by letting everyone in Huodian City see the appearance of our compatriots, and letting everyone see the arrival of the God Envoy, can everyone wake up."

"Only in this way can we truly... awaken! Get salvation!"

"Master..." Steward Robert sighed softly, with a look of helplessness and pride on his face.

While other nobles were thinking about how to drive away these refugees, only his own master did not hesitate to spend a lot of money to build a magical image to speak for these refugees and truly treat the refugees as human beings and his compatriots.
To be continued...