Evil Dragon Lance's nose was almost bent out of shape with anger.
It had taken him nearly three years to turn the viscounts' frail, stick-like maid servants into dewy, delicate young girls with the light back in their eyes.
And now, not even a few years after leaving, those very same dewy maidservants had been fattened into Piggy Girls by some damn fool.
Just look at those plump cheeks, those round little arms and legs, that small belly bulging from overeating.
Who?
Who was so malicious?
Who had turned his dewy little maidservants into this?
He'd beat someone to a pulp once he returned!!!
Did they sincerely not want him, as a viscount, to have a few pleasant maidservants to look at?
Those few maidservants at the viscounts' estate weren't very pretty, but they weren't ugly either, and after three years of care, he certainly didn't want others saying his maidservants were unsightly.
