"M-Master, what is wrong? Do you want me to kill those intruders for you? Or do you want me to order a special service for you?"
Baron Pheros felt his head hurt as the shell of his maid showed him concern. It was all artificially created by him, these maids being long dead for the blood pool.
Now even looking at them filled the Baron with disgust but he allowed his body to be pulled into the maids' lap for now. He was too tired to deal with everything right now.
The letter that made the Baron flip was lying innocently in front of him on the table as if it had done nothing wrong.
But it had managed to change the Baron's life in a single move. It told the Baron that he could no longer afford to sit back and relax as he had been until now.
"Call that stupid guest we have been housing for some time now. I want to discuss something with her. And make sure nothing reached Lady Dirac's ears or I will kill you all."
