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Chapter 55 - Chapter 55 - Picked Up by the Heir to the Karpas Family

  A small head poked out of the wagon's carriage doorway.

  "Anna, hurry up and bring the men up."

  The imperturbable tone of command is that of a lady.

  Joanna bent down and reached under the little girl, her clothes were dry, and powered to her feet.

  Her body was hot, the kind of temperature that could be felt even through her clothes.

  Turning toward the wagon, he approached it.

  His calves slightly bent downwards to store up his strength for a jump, and his figure easily jumped onto the one-meter-high carriage.

  Looking at the figure that jumped onto the carriage, Bertha tilted her slender neck, and now she could see clearly.

  It was Leah that Anna was carrying in her arms!

  A smile bloomed on her delicate little face, great, today was a lucky day.

  "Quick~ carry her in."

  Bertha lifted her small hand in a quick wave toward Joanna.

  Watching the young lady in this state, Joanna glanced at the person in her arms.

  It seemed she was important to the lady, taking a step into the carriage.

  "Put her here."

  Sitting on the compartment seat, Kashiwasa-chan reached out her small hand and patted the seat.

  Convinced, this little girl was really important to Missy, knowing that even if the young masters and ladies of the same clan hitchhiked Missy wouldn't let them sit on the seat, at most she would only give them a cushion.

  The wagon is set up with long seats, so even if you recline on your own, you'll have plenty of room.

  Usually Missy liked to lie down on this and put the little girl on the seat to lie down.

  "Miss~ Shall I keep going to the car?"

  "Well, go ahead~"

  Her eyes focused on the person lying on the bed and withdrew her gaze.

  Joanna turned dryly and inexorably and walked out of the compartment.

  Closing the carriage door, he sat down and re-grabbed the reins.

  Horsewhip a whip.

  Pah~

  The pained salvaged horse began to regain his stride.

  Tap~!

  The wagon wheels began to turn again.

  ....

  [Picked up by the heir to the Karpas family]

  The quill stopped after the record was taken.

  ....

  Inside the carriage, Bertha stared at her lying before her, her skin was not good at all, a little yellowish.

  Reaching out, he put his hand on the arm and squeezed it.

  So thin.

  Her body temperature was so high, though, and her eyes slowly glanced to the right hand.

  It was covered with black cuts, such rough hands, even the hands of the servants in his own manor were not that rough.

  The line of sight moved up, and the seal of the covenant was emitting a red glow.

  Even if it wasn't a magical beast Kashiwa could feel an oppressive aura emanating from it.

  Is this another advancement? What a horrible beast.

  And good luck to her.

  Partner contracts, which can only be signed once per summoner, and the partner's advancement will feedback certain benefits to the owner.

  So what kind of feedback does she get?

  The feedback from such a terrifying magical beast must be very strong, a touch of envy in his eyes.

  .....

  Tap-tap-tap.

  The carriage stopped.

  The knight standing at the entrance guarding the iron gate had long been familiar with this carriage, it was the eldest lady's carriage.

  The driver of the car is also still Joanna Butler.

  The two knights in heavy silver armor pulled open the large iron door and then lowered their heads.

  Knights only bow to their masters. Sitting in this carriage is Bertha. She is the future heir to the Karpas family.

  Sort of a little master, as knights they have to bow down.

  The iron door opened.

  Pah~

  The horsewhip hit the pulling horse's ass, and the pained horse pulled the wagon again.

  The carriage pulled into the long, neatly kept estate drive.

  Tap-tap-tap.

  The estate is built on top of a small hill, so there's still a ways to go.

  It was silent all around, this piece of mountain was all the property of the Karpas family and no outsiders would appear.

  Inside the wagon.

  Fingers curled in soft blonde hair, he lifted his head to face the compartment door.

  "Right Anna."

  "Has Your Excellency returned from the royal capital?"

  Some time ago the royal capital issued a call for nobles, and as a noble, Kashiwa's father was in the call.

  Half a month has passed so far.

  "Back to Miss, no."

  No?

  It's been half a month and no letters have come back.

  My father, it seems you're in trouble.

  The corners of his delicate lips rose slightly.

  The carriage continued to travel, and soon the outline of the manor on the top of the hill became visible; it was a double-story manor, and it was huge.

  If it wasn't bitter winter now, the manor would be surrounded by flowers.

  The gates of the manor had been opened, and the wide doors of the rooms stood wide open.

  Two rows of maids had long since aligned themselves from inside the gate to the plaza to wait.

  Tap~!

  Pull the reins.

  The wagon shook a little and then stopped immediately.

  Turning, he pushed open the carriage door.

  Inside the carriage, the lady slumped in her seat, her back to the carriage door, her long, gorgeous black hair cascading down her back, her pale, slender fingers curling around her blonde hair.

  Miss she looks so happy, is it because of her?

  Joanna bowed her head.

  "Miss, we're home."

  The fingers curling around the blonde hair paused.

  "Okay I got it."

  Standing up and briefly arranging the long black veil dress that had become a bit wrinkled on her body because she had just been lying on her back, she stepped out of the box.

  Seeing their masters, all the maids bowed their heads.

  Joanna jumped out of the carriage in one step, her gloved hand extended toward the lady on the wagon.

  Bertha reached out and placed her hand in Joanna's, her petite frame leaning forward and landing smoothly on her feet in Joanna's half-hug, half-assist.

  "Anna take her with you."

  "Yes, ma'am."

  Joanna re-hopped into the carriage and got in, when a maid with crow's feet on her face stepped forward.

  "Welcome home, Missy."

  A smile appeared on her face, which immediately made the crow's feet on her face visible.

  The visitor was Cabin, the head maid of the Karpas.

  Bertha nodded in response.

  "Is it the same as usual today, Missy?"

  "No, no meals first."

  "I'm going to take a bath first today, so have someone prepare hot water right away."

  Sight looked at the compartment and casually opened his mouth to command.

  "But the first lady and the young ladies are waiting for you to eat."

  As a noble family, there were definitely exclusive rules, and in the Karpas family, if the patriarch didn't take his seat then no one could move the meal.

  Now that the patriarch had gone to the imperial capital, all things within the clan naturally fell on Bertha the heir apparent, and naturally the position on the dining table that represented the head of the family was only for Bertha to go and sit down.

  Turning around, his gaze went to the head maid in front of him.

  Nor did he speak, an oppressive aura lay over him, an aura Cabin was familiar with, an aura that only came from Your Excellency.

  She realized this was the wrong thing to say and hurriedly lowered her head.

  Looking at the head maid who lowered her head in front of her.

  "Kabin~ You're kind of an old servant."

  "There is no next time."

  "Yes~ Thank you for your kindness, Onii-sama~"

  Because the other party's head was lowered, Bertha couldn't see the expression on the other party's face.

  She didn't care though, it was just a servant, albeit a head maid.

  But she can still change it whenever she wants.

  People make mistakes all the time, and as long as you find a reason for Cabin to make a mistake then you can just deal with it.

  Like just now, for example, Cabin crossed the line of being a servant, where a servant just has to do what his master tells him to do, instead of going to his master with any so-called advice.