"He's a man." Gabriel looked at Amon and said to Aristotle in a slightly dissatisfied tone.
Aristotle replied with a smile, "He's still a minor child, and he meets your requirements. Sir, as you can see, it's very difficult to find a person in this town who doesn't have dust in his hair and mud under his nails. He's the only one I found. And there's one more thing I want to tell you. This child is the miner who mined the Gods' Tear. Without a pure heart and the blessing of the goddess Isis, can he welcome the arrival of the Gods' Tear? "
Gabriel nodded and said in a much softer tone, "I heard the discussion on the other side of the town, and I know who you brought. It turns out that the parangon that the boy mined was the Gods' Tear, but he was almost punished by the priest here."
Aristotle nodded and said, "Yes … So, can we keep this child?"
Amon looked up at Gabriel and found that the warrior was staring at his face. Gabriel's eyes seemed to have a sharp penetrating power. As soon as their eyes met, Amon involuntarily lowered his head. This lady was very beautiful, the most beautiful woman Amon had ever seen. But Amon felt that there was a kind of surging tension in her tall and straight posture, as if she could push people away. The first impression she gave people was not her beauty, but her majesty.
Gabriel said, "Amon, you can stay. Later, follow the maid to change clothes. Your job is very simple, that is, you are responsible for tidying up Lady Maria's food and daily utensils. … Hmm, you're a child, but you still have to be careful. When you're delivering things, you're not allowed to touch Maria. When Maria is washing up or resting, you have to stay away from her and not make a sound. Also, you can't say a word to anyone about what you see and hear here! Otherwise, you will be punished. "
This was the first time she met Amon, but she called his name. Her requirements for him were even stricter than the rules of the shrine. Although Amon was still a minor boy, she reminded him not to touch Maria, or he would be punished. But she did not say how, and Maria heard it from upstairs.
Gabriel scared Amon a few words, and then asked the maid to take him to change clothes, because Amon's clothes, although clean, were very shabby. There was another reason why Gabriel wanted to find a servant to serve Maria. She did not want anyone to know that Maria was learning magic. The ignorant Ducians would not spread this information, but it was hard to say for Rod-dick's attendants.
… …
Before he saw Maria, Gabriel was the most beautiful woman Amon had ever seen. But now that he saw Maria, Amon sincerely thought that she should be the most beautiful woman in the world. He was even a little distracted when he saw Maria. He subconsciously saluted, "Greetings, dear Lady Maria. I am a servant sent to serve you. My name is Amon."
Maria was about the same age as Amon, at most two years older than him. They were about the same height, but Amon had to call her Lady Maria. Her hair was light brown and had a soft amber luster. It was slightly curly on her shoulders. Her eyes were also light brown with a hint of blue. They were like the stars in the night sky, but also like a clear pool of water.
"You are the miner who welcomed the Gods' Tear? Thank you for the blessing of the goddess Isis. I also want to thank you! " When Maria spoke, she looked straight into Amon's eyes. Her eyes were calm and gentle. She tried to stay calm and composed, but she could not hide a trace of curiosity.
This made Amon a little uneasy. He habitually lowered his head. Her facial features were very beautiful, as beautiful as a hazy imagination in a dream, especially her eyes. Amon couldn't help but blush. He thought to himself, "There has never been a girl like her in Duc. Why does she always look into my eyes? In fact, she is about the same age as me. I don't have to be afraid to look her in the eyes. "
Amon's job was very simple. He was to prepare the utensils necessary for Maria's daily life and send them to the living room on the second floor. When Maria finished using them, he would take them away and hand them to the other servants. For example, it was Amon who brought Maria's three meals a day. Maria didn't eat much. Her appetite was less than a third of Amon's, but she had to prepare a lot of things.
All kinds of silverware were placed on the small table. Amon had to wash his hands and cut the food. Knives and spoons were placed in the designated places. Silver jugs filled with goat's milk, cups for drinking water, and small plates dipped in salt and spices were placed on the left and right sides of the table. The table had to be set down facing Maria's table without making a sound or spilling the milk or soup on the table.
The table was very heavy. It was not easy for a fourteen-year-old boy to carry such a table up to the second floor and put it down without making a sound. But Amon could already control the heavy hammer to mine parangons. It was a piece of cake for him.
When Maria ate, she barely made a sound. Even the utensils didn't collide. She was very quiet and well-mannered. Amon stood at the side and waited for her to finish eating before taking the table away. Then he gave her water to wash her face and rinse her mouth and went out. When Maria finished washing up, he came back in and took away the utensils. Then he stood on the stairs and waited for the summons.
As an Adoratrice, if she was in the Shrine of Isis, she could have as many servants as there were clouds in the sky. But in Duc, Amon was the only servant who was in charge of her daily necessities.
During the meal, Amon and Maria spent the most time together. Growing up in Duc, Amon had never seen anyone so clean. It might not be appropriate to describe Maria as clean. She gave people the feeling of purity. He could not speak without Maria's permission. But between meals, after taking a sip of water or goat's milk, Maria would often ask him questions, such as the situation in Duc, how the miners mined the parangons, and so on. She was also very curious about these things.
Amon answered her questions carefully. He found that Maria seemed to have a habit of looking directly into his eyes when she spoke. Her lips seemed to be slightly curved, showing a gentle smile. This made Amon a little uncomfortable. His heart was beating wildly. He didn't even know where to put his hands.
She is very beautiful. I want to look at her. But why don't I dare? Her eyes are not scary at all. Why should I be afraid? Amon thought to himself. He even felt a trace of indescribable depression.
Amon didn't know that Maria didn't have this habit before. Now she was just following Gabriel's instructions. While Gabriel was teaching her the divine arts, he also reminded her —
"Lady Maria, you are very pure. This is the temperament of a Adoratrice. But you are still too young and too soft. As a qualified Adoratrice, you are protecting the dignity of Goddess Isis. You can't give anyone a feeling of timidity. From now on, you have to pay attention to one thing. When you speak to anyone, look them straight in the eyes.
Your eyes must be peaceful, but there can't be a trace of flinching or evasion. Just like how a goddess looks at her people. Whether they are nobles or slaves, when you ask questions, you have to look into their eyes like this. This is how a Adoratrice should be. No one dares to look down on you. Under your gaze, they will feel the mercy of the great Goddess Isis. "
But there was hardly anyone around Maria who could make her "practice" like this. The most suitable person was Amon. Poor Amon didn't know this. He was quite helpless under Maria's gaze. Amon didn't know who Maria was. Even if someone told him, he didn't know what the Adoratrice of the Temple of Isis was. He only knew that Maria was a noble. He had to call her Lady. He couldn't offend her.
Would it be offensive to look at this beautiful girl and meet her gaze? Crazy 'Ole never told him about this, and his drunkard father would never tell him. Probably not. She's looking at me! — Amon thought to himself. At the same time, he felt ashamed of his helpless reaction. How could he be so disappointing?
Fortunately, there was nothing else disturbing. The job of one gold coin a day seemed easy. But on the first night, there was an accident.
At that time, Amon had fallen asleep on the wooden plank under the stairs and was having a very hazy dream. In the dream, Maria looked at him, and he looked at Maria with the same eyes. It was a strange feeling, as if he had just taken a bath in the cold spring of the Charcoal Forest and was sitting by the pool to rest.
At this moment, Amon suddenly heard a scream. It was not loud, deliberately suppressed to make it sound less shrill, but it was obvious that the person was very scared. It was Maria's voice, coming from the room on the second floor. Amon immediately jumped up. He was a little drowsy and forgot that he was not at home. His head hit the wooden plank under the stairs and hurt.
But Amon couldn't care less. He jumped out of the stairs, grabbed the wooden railing, and rushed upstairs. He passed through the living room and came to the door of Maria's bedroom.
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