Robb walked out of the rchant's house with the maid she had just acquired.
The thin blonde girl followed him in small steps, with her head and hands down.
"What's your na?" Robb asked.
"Please give a na." The little girl bowed her head.
Robb was amused and was about to say, "From here on, youll be called Rem (TL: From Re:Zero)," but after thinking about it, he took it back and said, "I don't want to erase the na your parents gave you. It is the most precious gift your parents have given you and will stay with you for the rest of your life, so I want to hear your real na, not the na I gave you." The na Ill give you may not even be sothing youll like, but youll still have to stick with it, which may be quite depressing for you.
With that simple sentence, the girl suddenly burst into tears. After several seconds, she cald down and said in a shallow voice, "Thank you, Master. My na is Lillian."
"Very good, then I'll call you Lillian from now on." Robb smiled and said, "My na is Robb."
"I will rember your honorable na."
"Well, you dont have to be this polite."
"Yes, master!"
After six sentences, Robb realized that the conversation couldnt continue. The maid acted like she didnt want to talk to you and threw a special phrase at the end of the chat-"OK."
Forget it, there will be plenty more chances, and it's indeed very difficult to chat with a stranger of the opposite sex imdiately. Robb smiled and said, "Thats all. Let's go and get you new clothes. Your clothes are dirty and full of holes. Let's change them."
"Yes, master!"
The two went to the cloth shop in the center of the town. As soon as they walked in, Robb was recognized by the shopkeeper. Westwind town was too small. Last night when Robb and Gorda ca back with the skin of the double-legged dragon, almost the whole town rembered his face, and after that dinner, everyone knew that he would settle down in Westwind town and manage the chapel in the town.
Robb imdiately received a "Welco, welco, a warm welco" from the shopkeeper. He didn't stop there and relentlessly shouted "My Father" to Robb, just like how Westerners called priests. Robb, taking advantage of the shopkeeper, waved to the shopkeeper and said, "God bless you, my son!"
He suddenly found that he would be the father of everyone in Westwind town! He beca a part of the older generation, whether it is a middle-aged man or an old man, anyone who sees him has to call him father obediently, and Robb has to call the person son. Moreover, whenever it happens, the people would happily listen...
However, the Westwind town really is a fussy place. If a father wants to take his son's things, he has to pay money.
Westwind town itself doesnt have the ability to produce cloth. rchants from larger cities ship the cloth here, so the price is very expensive, much more expensive than cloth bought locally in the said larger cities.
Lillian's eyes were locked on the coarse white linen in the store. She looked at the price tag and rolled out her tongue in fear, thinking to herself, "How expensive!" Although his Master is a priest of the Church of Light with a benevolent and charitable nature, he must consider whether such an expensive piece of cloth is worth buying for a servant.
As soon as she thought of it, Rob put his hand on a roll of white cotton, which was several tis more expensive than the coarse white linen, and with a snap of his finger, a gold coin flew out and landed in the shopkeeper's hand. "Ill take this roll of white cotton. Ill also take this can of black dye next to it," he said, picking up the cloth in one hand and the can of dye in the other, and walked away.
The shopkeeper shouted at the back, "You only need 10 silver coins for that roll of cotton cloth. The dye is cheaper. You don't need as many gold coins. Please stop. I'll give you your change..."
Robb smiled and said, "give it to my maid." Then, he turned around and left the store.
The shopkeeper called Lillian. "Hey, are you the maid that Mr. Robb just bought?"
Lillian nodded.
Co here! Help take your Master's change back."
Lillian held out her pair of small hands and spread them out evenly. The shopkeeper put 82 silver coins in her hand and warned her, "This much money, you, little maid, don't think about stealing it. It won't do you any good. Westwind town is on the border, and it is full of monsters outside. If you dare to steal the money and run away, youll have no choice but to die. Even if you reach another town or country, the Church of Light will be able to catch you back. "
Lillian bowed her head and said obediently, "I won't run away. Master is a good person. I will follow him well."
In fact, even if the shopkeeper didnt remind her, she knew that almost all the residents of Westwind Town, a town with a population of only a thousand people, knew each other. If she escaped from Robb, it would not take long for her to be found. Not to ntion, leaving town is basically a death sentence. I don't know how many monsters are loitering outside, waiting for stupid guys to run into the mountains to let them have a good al.
If she wanted to survive, there was no other way but to listen to Robb.
In fact, from the mont her parents died, and her aunt adopted her, she knew that she had to listen to others in order to live. The only difference was who she had to listen to. She was lucky to be able to follow a priest who represented "light."
Lillian ca out of the shop with 82 silver coins in her hands, being careful not to drop them, and quickly caught up with Robb and followed him, "Master, this is your change from the shopkeeper."
"Oh, keep it." Without looking back, Robb said, "Here's your pocket money."
"Scared?" Lillian was startled. (TL: It doesn't really make sense for her to say that in that situation ngl)
Seeing the little girl's shocked and bewildered look, Robb had no choice but to change his words, "I want you to buy a lot of things for . I'll put the money with you for the ti being."
"whoo-hoo!" Lillian heaved a sigh of relief.
Although the girl didn't say much, her facial expressions were very interesting, so Robb found himself to be quite fond of teasing her.
After a while, the two returned to the chapel.
In the eyes of ordinary people, a chapel is a sacred place. Lillian prayed at the door for a long ti before she dared to set foot inside. She felt quite happy to think she would be living here in the future. There are no abusive aunts here, and there is no need to worry about being sold to anyone. Her new owner seems to be a very gentle and good man too.
Robb smiled and said, "Lillian, co here. I'll help you make your new clothes first."
"Making clothes?" When Lillian heard this, she exclaid, "Ah," Not to ntion that the material Robb was going to use was expensive cotton. The most incredible thing for Lillian was that Robb said, "I'll help you make it." she couldn't help but be anxious, "Master, how can that be? Please let tailor the clothes myself."
Robb rejected her solemnly, "No, the style of the clothes youll make certainly wouldnt satisfy .
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