With that, Desmond then got into the horse-drawn carriage.
When he entered, if this is his first ti, maybe he might look like Laura, shocked until her jaw dropped. The horse-drawn carriage was almost as large as his own room.
"No matter how many tis I see this, it's still amazing." He also saw his neatly arranged books on the very end of the bookshelf, which is brought by his maids.
Two mattresses are positioned opposite at the end of the room, without any restrictions wall blocking between them. This ant that Desmond and Laura would et face to face from a distance when they wanted to sleep.
"Sigh, I'm tired." Seeing a soft sofa, Desmond imdiately threw himself and rest his body while leaning. "Make tea." He opened his eyes and saw Laura still standing at the entrance.
"What are you doing?" Desmond asked; he also added, "Put down your things and quickly bring tea."
"Y...es, young master," Laura replied nervously.
This is her first ti entered a horse carriage that was equipped with a dinsion spell, absorption shock, and noise reduction at the sa ti. And what she thinks now is fantastic! She scanned the room with a look of amazent and sparkling eyes.
But seeing that there was no barrier between her room and her young master's room made her imagination going wild. And it was only at this ti that she realized the aning of Clentine asking such a question.
I should have refused his request, but ...
Her face that was already red like a tomato, beca even redder like a person with a fever. She also put down her belongings and chose a mattress that she thought was ugly and not so luxurious.
For her, as long she can sleep, it's enough for her position as a maid.
Because this room is almost complete with all the needings, except the bathroom, Laura can imdiately prepare the tea in the living room.
This living room consists of several bookshelves, a long and large sofa, and even a kitchen complete with cooking utensils.
"Your tea, young master." Laura put the tea on the table, where Desmond seed to be reading a book.
With this facility, Laura felt she didn't deserve it. Even though she knew that her young master chooses her for his plan, but actually, in her heart, she was happy to have been chosen.
While continuing to read the book, Desmond used his free hand to lift the cup and took a sip of the tea
* slurp *
"En." He let out a groan then put the tea back. "How about Shelty?"
"Eh ..." only at this ti, Laura rembered that she still locked Shelty in the underground.
Desmond glanced at Laura, who looked panicked and scared, "What's wrong?" this made him frown and put his book on the table.
"So..ryy young master, I haven't released her yet." Laura apologizes while lowered her head; her tone seed awkward because of her foolishness.
Because there were only two of them in this room, it made the atmosphere even more awkward.
Laura didn't know what to do; she felt very guilty right now when she rembers she left Shelty alone.
"No, that's not what I ant. I've told Annie to deal with that. I just you try to tell how Shelty reacted when she once again entered the underground."
Desmond asked this because he had heard of a theory from his old world. If soone is lost or has forgotten mories, then take that person to the place where they have a precious mory in that place.
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And coincidentally, Shelty's life as a slave didn't make much of a difference to her new mories, aning there were only two possibilities.
First, she returned to the kingdom of elves, and Desmond was 50% sure she would recall her past imdiately, while the second possibility was when he tried to break through the ritual room to see how she was.
Desmond still vividly rembered Shelty's expression of resistance at that ti and her intention to heal the Demon lying behind her.
"Ah, it was like, she was scared when she entered. But I thought that it was natural because all won would be afraid of dark places too, right?" Laura paused and took a breath.
She was relieved when she didn't say anything wrong with her young master's orders, but at the sa ti also felt disappointed that her young master didn't trust her while he trusted Annie more.
And for the first ti ever, there was jealousy towards Annie to reclaim her young master's attention.
Laura continued, "But even though I said 'this is an order from the young master,' Shelty still looked terrified and even started to ignore Annie and , curled up on the ground.
"Because at that ti, our ti was limited, so I imdiately closed the door, leaving her like that."
Actually, Laura was also curious about Shelty's condition. She rembered vividly that Annie had already erased Shelty's precious mories, so why did she suddenly act like that.
And it seed like her young master knew this. She knew that asking this was tantamount to breaking her young master's boundaries.
"Hmm ... looks like my guess is right" Desmond stretched out on the sofa while holding his chin that was supported by his left hand.
"But there is a small possibility that she regains her mories," Desmond muttered; he took another sip of tea and finally sat down with his foot on top of his other leg.
"Ok, that's all. You can go rest. " Desmond noticed that Laura's legs were trembling a little, and her gaze was starting to lose focus.
"Thank you, young master." Laura lowered her head a little and returned to her bed.
It was only at this ti that she realized that her young master was staring at her from a distance with a smile.
This made her look away and speak in a low voice, "Young master ... can we please have so privacy."
In her opinion, it is rude for a servant to change their clothes right in front of their master. It's like the hookers in the tavern.
Laura did not realize that she was almost muttering, but it was only when her young master answered that she realized this.
"No problem, I also feel uncomfortable." Desmond smiled and pointed to a curtain on the ceiling of the room.
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anwhile, in Vesta's horse-drawn carriage.
Diana is seen enjoying a cake and syrup made by her father. She devoured the cake as if it was the most delicious cake she had ever eaten with a happy expression as she glanced at her father, who was cooking.
"Father's cooking is much better than mother's," Diana spoke, pointing at her father with the hand holding a spoon.
Hearing this, Vesta smiled at her daughter, "Thank you, my princess. But don't ever say this in front of your mother. "
He shook his head while continuing to make the next dish.
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