Elizabeth didn't need to look to know that it was the cook, Mrs. Yuri, who was bullying the other cooks in the kitchen. This was the favorite thing of this mean, fat, short woman. Her status as a commoner gave her a sense of superiority and authority over the slaves, allowing her to bully slaves unscrupulously.
Bili had been cruel to her, so she could usually keep her in check when she was around, but today Bili went out to run errands, so she started to behave unscrupulously again.
Elizabeth frowned, looking impatient, but she didn't want to get angry with Mrs. Yuri.
Mrs. Yuri was a cook given to her by her father. He liked the food she cooked and her character of treating slaves as nothing won the heart of the lord.
Lord Coles' preferences have always been simple and clear.
There are only three things: First, to be liked by Elizabeth, Second, to be capable, and Third, to hate slaves.
As long as you have one of them, you can win lord's heart. If you get both, you will be the popular person in front of the Lord. Of course, if you get all three, you will be the chosen one in the manor.
And Mrs. Yuri is a popular person who has two things. Her ability is cooking and her side job is torturing slaves.
Elizabeth's father liked her very much, and the "original" Elizabeth also hated slaves as much as she did and also liked to eat the food she cooked, so few people in the castle could make things difficult for her in the past.
It's the same now, in order not to make her father suspicious, Elizabeth has never shaken Mrs. Yuri's position, but only uses Bili to balance her power.
But in the past two days, Elizabeth couldn't stand it anymore.
She frowned deeply, turned over, and buried herself in the soft pillow.
In the kitchen, Mrs. Yuri was holding a kettle of boiling water. Cooks were standing around her, and one was kneeling on the ground.
She is a short woman with a brown skin. Because she works in the kitchen and loves to eat, she has never been able to control her weight well. When she first came here, she only weighed more than 200 pounds, but now she tends to weigh 300 pounds.
She is such a woman, fifty years old, three hundred pounds, bald, short, ugly, with wrinkles on her face, but she likes underage boys of twelve or thirteen years old.
Domineering and tyrannical, she requires the slaves to dedicate their little boys under the age of fifteen to her. If they don't do so, they will get crazy revenge from her.
The farce in the kitchen today was because she was attracted to the new slave's twelve-year-old son, but the slave refused to dedicate the child to her.
During the years when Mrs Yuri was making trouble, of course, some slaves would resist her, but in the end, she failed only a handful of times. Most of the slaves would succumb, as long as they suffered a little, Mrs Yuri could get what she wanted. So today, Mrs. Yuri plans to repeat her old trick and give this slave a little pain.
She weighed the kettle and walked with heavy steps towards the slave woman and her twelve-year-old cutie son who were being restrained by two people.
"Lovely Kakashi, your mother did something wrong and needs to be punished." Mrs. Yuri looked at the pale little boy with a greedy smile, and softly tempted him: "But if you are willing to come to my room at night, then I will forgive your mother's fault."
The woman who was forced to the carpet heard these words and hurriedly begged Mrs Yuri for mercy: "Please Madam, please let him go. He is still a child and doesn't understand anything."
Yuri's fake smile disappeared instantly, and she signaled to the two cooks who holding the slave. The two cooks tacitly pressed the slave woman's hand into the empty wooden barrel in front of her, and then Mrs. Yuri looked down at the woman and poured the scalding hot water into the barrel without hesitation.
A shrill wail sounded, but the slave woman's mouth was quickly blocked by the other cooks behind her. She almost fainted from the pain. She struggled violently but was suppressed by several cooks and could not move.
Kakashi immediately pounced on his mother but was also stopped and gagged by the other cooks.
Yuri looked proudly at the woman with a hideous expression of pain stopped pouring hot water and turned to look at the little boy: "Kakashi, little cutie, tell me what you are willing to do?"
Kakashi's mother's hand was burned and a layer of skin was burned off, but she still struggled wildly after hearing this, signaling with her eyes that her son could not agree.
She was not a fool. She had heard in the slave camp that Mrs. Yuri liked to torture boys, and all the little boys she liked became disabled in the end. She even saw one whose eye was gouged out by Yuri.
Thinking of this, Kakashi's mother struggled even harder.
Kakashi's tears were falling, looking pitiful and fragile.
He whined something, which sounded like a plea for mercy.
Yuri thought she was going to get what she wanted, so she motioned to the cook to let go of Kakashi, but the moment the cook let go, Kakashi rushed towards Yuri and raised his fingers into Yuri's cloudy eyes.
Yuri was fat and couldn't avoid it and fell backward. However, she saw Kakashi trying to poke her eyes out she awkwardly avoided her face. Kakashi's hand only caught the corner of her eyes, scratched out a bright red scratch.
Kakashi missed the target and tried to grab it again, but Yuri, a clumsy fat woman, reacted quickly and pushed his body away.
The twelve-year-old boy still had little strength and was no match for the 300-pound woman. He was thrown away heavily by her.
Kakashi's back hit the sharp corner of the table, and he burst into tears from the pain, he gritted his teeth and tried to rush forward again, but the cooks who reacted immediately surrounded him and controlled him firmly.
Mrs. Yuri awkwardly held the corner of the table, stood up with difficulty, raised her hand and touched the blood at the corner of her eyes, looked at Kakashi fiercely, turned around, and took out the hot iron tongs from the brazier, with a terrifying expression on her face, she walked towards the little boy who was also looking at her viciously.
Kakashi's mother struggled desperately, but she could only watch helplessly as Yuri stretched the red iron pliers toward her son.
And at this critical moment, a cold voice of questioning came into the messy kitchen.
"Yuri, are you crazy?" Elizabeth's voice was so cold as ice.
Yuri didn't expect to hear Her Highness's voice suddenly, she turned around and looked at the kitchen door.
Under the large stone door, Elizabeth was wearing a white light dress, with golden silk-like hair hanging loose, looking at her with cold eyes.
Yuri hid the iron tongs behind her back and immediately raised a flattering smile: "Your Highness, are you hungry? Please wait a moment, the meal is ready and you can enjoy it soon."
Elizabeth took a few steps forward, her blue eyes piercingly cold: "I am asking you, what are you doing? Are you crazy?"
Yuri's eyes widened in surprise, and she didn't understand why Elizabeth was angry. Because Her Highness had encountered her dealing with these humble slaves before, but Her Highness never interfered. As long as Yuri did her job well and tortured some slaves was just there to weed the garden and was never worthy of His Highness's attention.
But seeing Elizabeth's expression so bad, Yuri still carefully explained: "Your Highness, this humble slave wants to steal Your Highness's cake. I am just giving him a small punishment."
Kakashi's mother shook her head wildly and wanted to retort, but her mouth was tightly pressed and she couldn't speak.
Elizabeth ignored Kakashi's mother but took another step forward, her eyes were a little colder: "I didn't ask what these slaves did, I asked you, Yuri, are you crazy?"
Yuri was a little scared now. She bent down carefully, thinking about what made Her Highness unhappy.
Suddenly, the cook next to her coughed slightly. Yuri looked sideways and saw that the cook signaled at the ground, indicating something.
Yuri lowered her head in confusion, and then her face quickly turned pale.
Elizabeth is the most noble person in the manor besides the lord and is the lord's favorite daughter. All her big or small preferences are a top priority for the people in the castle.
Elizabeth didn't like to wear shoes, the lord, in order to prevent his precious daughter's feet from getting cold, deliberately covered his big castle with expensive white carpets so that Elizabeth could run around with her beautiful bare feet unscrupulously.
As a person with a strong sense of exclusivity, a strong sense of class, and a mysophobia, she felt that neither slaves nor commoners were worthy of stepping on her expensive carpets. Still, there was always a need for people to work in the castle, so she made a rule.
Except for the great lord, everyone who enters her castle needs to put two layers of clean fabric on their feet to isolate their dirty feet behind the fabric.
But now, Yuri's fat feet, painted with flowery nail polish, were clearly stepping on the expensive white carpet, and even oily sweat could be seen on her feet, which made people feel extremely sick.
She struggled too hard when Kakashi pushed her down, and the double layer of fabric on her feet was rubbed off.
Yuri's face suddenly turned pale. From being a commoner with no background to becoming the chief cook of the castle, Yuri naturally had some brains. She did not immediately beg for mercy but hurriedly bent down to try to thread the fabric through.
Good, but too late.
With a cold and beautiful face, Elizabeth raised her hand grabbed a glass at random, and threw it at her. The beautiful glass shattered on Yuri's forehead, making a crisp sound.
Yuri knelt on the ground, frowning in pain, but obviously knowing that she had committed a taboo, she bent over without saying a word, and the blood flowed from her forehead. Yuri felt it but did not reach out to wipe it with her hands, she picked up the sweat towel tied around her waist and wiped it carefully to avoid blood dripping on the carpet.
There was a humble and flattering expression on her face, like a loyal servant.
The original Elizabeth might have forgiven her this time, but now Elizabeth was not the original one.
She just glanced around the kitchen, and her eyes fell on the blazing fire. Then she lowered her head to look at Yuri who was standing in front of her and said coldly: "Go and put the iron pincers on your feet to make you remember well."
Yuri turned his head stiffly and glanced at the iron pliers she usually used to punish slaves, and his face suddenly turned blue.
Today's iron pliers are wide and thick. When they are heated until they are red, they can burn the flesh and blood immediately and cause the person to die. This is why Mrs. Yuri often likes to deal with slaves by iron pliers, but she didn't expect that she would have such an experience today.
Mrs. Yuri shivered and knelt forward a few steps, raised her head, and wanted to beg for mercy. She had not begged just now because she was afraid of irritating Elizabeth even more, but she couldn't care so much at the moment. But as soon as she raised her eyes, she saw Elizabeth looking at her condescendingly, her blue eyes like a thousand-year-old cold pool, without any emotion.
Yuri's heart sank, and her words for mercy were stuck in her throat.
"Smart people will not let me waste any more words." Elizabeth's tone was extremely cold.
Yuri gritted her teeth got up, and wrapped her feet without hesitation. She walked to the fire, picked up the red-hot iron pliers, and glanced at Kakashi fiercely.
She loosened the fabric that wrapped her feet to reveal the thick instep, and then she gritted her teeth and pressed the iron pliers on her feet.
A muffled groan sounded, and Yuri bit her hair fiercely to prevent herself from crying out in pain.
Her face was covered in bruises and veins, and she was terrifyingly hideous.
Her cloudy eyes were fixed on Kakashi in the corner as if she wanted to eat him alive.
But even though her expression was so ferocious, Yuri still didn't cry out in pain.
Elizabeth watched coldly, then turned around and walked out of the kitchen. After the punishment, she knew that nothing could be done to Yuri today.
Elizabeth thought that if she punished Yuri so mercilessly, Yuri would be resentful of her, and then she would just use this excuse to throw her out, but this Mrs. Yuri was too shrewd.
She hated the slave cook and Kakashi, but she didn't show the slightest resentment towards Elizabeth, and she didn't even scream, which left Elizabeth with no way to start.
After Elizabeth walked out of the kitchen several steps away, Yuri gritted her teeth put away the iron tongs, and fell to the ground. The other cooks immediately gathered around and tried to help her up, but Yuri carefully placed the iron tongs in her hand. She returned to the brazier and then looked at the fabric on the feet of the other cooks one by one. After making sure that there was no problem, she gritted her teeth and said coldly: "Stop yelling, get dressed up, and serve Her Highness the meal quickly, and the rest of you will clean up the kitchen."
A cook looked concerned and wanted to help Yuri: "Madam, let me help you to take a rest. Your Highness is too cruel. After all, you have served her for so many years, how can she still..."
"Snapped!"
Before the cook could finish her words, she was slapped to the ground by Yuri. She glared and said sternly: "If you want to die, dig your own grave. Don't drag me down!"
After saying that, she didn't even care about the cook who fell to the ground, but turned to look at Kakashi, gritted her teeth, and was silent for a moment, then suddenly said: "Let him serve Her Highness."
Yuri felt that Her Highness was too merciless to her today. She wanted to know if she had violated a taboo, or if Her Highness was deliberately protecting this son of bitch.
If Her Highness is really protecting him, Yuri will not lay a finger on him even if she breaks her teeth.