A stiff voice sounded, and the box door closed.
Exchanging glances, the maids' faces wrinkled.
—What a rude man.
Bowing to pick up teacups, the maids said so with expressions facing the carpet. Having encountered all sorts of important figures, they acutely sensed the change in Roland's attitude as he left and felt a strong displeasure about it.
Those who had the fortune to be granted an audience with Her Holiness, the Saintess, be they nobles or commoners, all harbored gratitude and reverence. Regardless of whether it was based on faith or ulterior motives, their attitude was consistent—devout and respectful. But this youth bluntly made his demands and even treated Her Holiness, Ji Ai'er, who served the Mother Goddess, with such a disrespectful attitude, it was simply...
"You may leave now."
An emotionless voice interrupted their thoughts, and after reflexively paying their respects, the maids left the carriage with the tea set and closed the soundproof door.
Sigh—
