Inside the Marian Mansion, the titles used for different people are distinctly varied.
Slaves have no nas, only their codes.
Servants have nas, but no one cares about them, as if they don’t exist.
Guards and functionaries have their own nas and are rembered by others.
The butler not only has a na but is also respected by others, addressed as "Lord."
And now, there is a second lord in the Marian Mansion.
Lord Zhan!
Regarding this lord, compared to surface-level respect, what everyone feels inside is more jealousy, an extre jealousy that crawls and whines in darkness and distortion.
Because he is a human slave, yet due to Lady Marianne’s affection, he was granted the position of library manager.
And the butler was instructed to ensure everyone in the Marian Mansion must show him respect.
Due to this, Lord Zhan also has another nickna in private within the Marian Mansion.
The First Pet!
Han Zhan doesn’t know this; he’s just slightly surprised when he’s called Lord Zhan.
But he quickly adjusts, nodding his head.
"Has the lady returned?"
"Yes, the lady returned half an hour ago. I heard that you were in the library, so I was told not to disturb you."
"Now the dinner is ready, and Lord Zhan can accompany the lady to enjoy the dinner first, and then stay with her."
This arrangent is indeed precise and proper.
Do they really see him as a pet?
Han Zhan internally scoffs, but outwardly he stands up from his seat and nods gently:
"Okay, I’ll put these books back and then go imdiately."
Ten minutes later, in Marianne’s private dining hall.
Han Zhan looks at the table full of strange and bizarre ingredients, slightly shocked.
"It’s just the two of us? Do we need so much food?"
"Because I don’t know your tastes and preferences, I asked the kitchen to prepare more. You can see which match your... the dietary habits of Blue Star People, and I’ll have the chef pay attention next ti." Marianne says with a smile.
After experiencing a ball akin to a ntal assault, Marianne finds Han Zhan more and more pleasing to the eye, handso and refined.
"Hurry up and eat, after which we need to sleep together," Marianne urges.
The servants standing behind the two hear this, their eyelids twitch, and they lower their heads even further.
Han Zhan’s mouth twitches slightly.
Co on, could you not say it in such an easily misunderstood way? I think you just want to continue being your "toolman" in your dream, to get rid of those nightmares, right?
Han Zhan sees through it but says nothing, focusing on his al.
Anyway, if he doesn’t eat, it’s a waste; he might as well try Yongsha Star’s special cuisine.
After eating and drinking enough, the ti reaches eight o’clock.
Marianne indeed pulls him hurriedly to her room, leaving the servants working in the mansion dumbfounded.
They have never seen their lady so out of composure.
They have co to a completely new understanding of this newly appointed first pet’s charm.
This human; could he possibly be hosting a male Enchanting Demon within his body? They can’t help but think like that.
Back in the room.
The first thing Marianne does is take off her shoes, and her black 0D stockings are also removed, casually tossed aside.
She sprawls out on the soft bed, letting out a comfortable moan, shaking her limbs as white as jade.
Seeing her so defenseless, Han Zhan finds it hard to remain a gentleman.
"Bath, then sleep." Marianne waves her hand, instructing Han Zhan.
Han Zhan doesn’t refuse.
After bathing, the two lie side by side, closing their eyes.
The Dark Steel Seal reappears, connecting their dreams, and soon drowsiness overtakes them.
...
"You’re here!"
Seeing Han Zhan appear beside her in the dream, Marianne exclaims in joy.
She runs over, her arm naturally wrapping around Han Zhan’s.
Seeing her clingy deanor, it’s hard to associate her with the proud Lady Marianne of the dayti.
Marianne doesn’t care about these things.
Her thoughts are simple; after all, it’s her own dream, so she can flirt as she wants without worrying much, with no ntal burden.
Han Zhan restrains his thoughts, casting his gaze around.
"Yesterday, we saw a gigantic Dark Steel Seal at the ’end’ of the dream, engraved with a hyena; do you rember?"
Facing Han Zhan’s inquiry, Marianne nods. "I rember."
"The hyena is identical to the Interstellar Hyena pattern; could this have a special aning?"
"aning? Of course, there’s aning; it only proves that the Black Fog Beasts are related to Interstellar Hyenas." Han Zhan nods slightly.
To prevent Marianne from discovering his self-awareness, Han Zhan doesn’t ntion the connection between the Black Fog Beasts and the Dark Steel Seal, instead helping her analyze it from an "unconscious dream character" perspective.
"Interstellar Hyenas." Marianne repeats the term, her expression turning sowhat grave.
Before they could say more,
the Black Fog Beasts haunting the dream realm once again appear.
This ti, the Black Fog Beasts appear faster and in greater numbers. After noticing these changes, Han Zhan raises an eyebrow.
"What’s wrong?" Marianne, whose gaze has remained on Han Zhan’s face, imdiately notices the change in his expression and asks.
"Did you et anyone today?" Han Zhan suddenly asks out of the blue.
"et anyone?" Marianne replies puzzled, "I attended a ball today, mingling with many noblewon from the circle."
She had already revealed such details to the dream Han Zhan before, so she admits it without any hesitation or burden now.
"Is sothing amiss?" Marianne inquires further.
She now feels that in her dream realm, Han Zhan is like a guardian deity, soone she can trust unconditionally.
The Han Zhan before her should "update" based on her entire day’s experiences, discovering details she didn’t notice.
Marianne’s approach is not baseless; she has read similar plotlines featuring dream guardians in so Yongsha Star novels before.
"Yes, sothing’s off." Han Zhan nods, his expression stern.
"The number of Black Fog Beasts has increased, and their strength has heightened as well."
"Obviously, soone has tampered with things."
And that person who ddled is within Marianne’s noblewon circle!
When Han Zhan says this, he glances at Marianne.
"Are you ready?"
"Ready... for what?"
"Ah!" Marianne gasps softly, her body lifted as Han Zhan again cradles her horizontally.
"We’re going to the dream’s end again, to see if there have been any new changes to that hyena on the Dark Steel Seal we saw yesterday."
Marianne instinctively leans her head against Han Zhan’s chest, softly affirming with a hum.
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