"I can move, talk, and fight as well. I know you, you are my master," she said in a calm tone that made me feel more comfortable, "you are that girl that made me lose all my qualifications at the mystic art society and got me punished to be your butler for a hundred years."
Her last added words caused my soul to stir up, I didn't expect her to remember that conflict between us. That seemed pretty risky to have here with me, she might seek revenge when I was vulnerable.
"Don't worry, I'm restricted to even think about harming you, or I would be severely punished. I don't want any more pain, and I hope you can use me all the time. the more I help you, the more comfortable and better my life would be after my punishment ends."
I looked straight into her eyes. This girl was now stronger than me, as I didn't yet forget how she saved my life.
