Kamel came to Gwen's study, but he did not see Gwen. Only the little maid was waiting for him in the study.
"Mr. Kamel," Betty saw Kamel push open the door and come in. She immediately came forward with a big teapot. "Master left for a while. He said he will be back soon and asked you to wait here."
After thinking and settling down, Kamel's mood had calmed down. When he heard Betty's words, he was a little relieved. Before Gwen came back, he could take a few more minutes to adjust his mood and organize his findings.
"Did he say where he went?" Kamel casually found a place to rest in the corner of the study and asked casually.
"Master has gone to the lab. He said that there's something on the blueprint that he's not sure about, and he wants to test it again … Hmm …" Betty tried hard to recall what she had heard from Gawain. "Test the 'data'! That's what the word said. "
"Data? Blueprint? "Kamel was suddenly curious." What is it about? "
Betty thought carefully, raised her head and puffed out her chest. "I forgot!"
Kamel was speechless. She had forgotten, but it was not that she did not know. This meant that Gawain must have told the little maid something else, but she obviously did not remember it … But this was not surprising.
Kamel knew Betty. Although the little girl was only a maid, it was said that she had gone through life and death with the lord and was very trusted and loved by the lord's family. This little girl could always be seen running around in the mansion. Sometimes she would learn to write from the lord in the study. Such a special little girl certainly left a deep impression on Kamel.
So Kamel knew Betty. Not only did he know her, but he also knew some things about the little girl. For example, he knew that she was a little dull, he knew that she liked to write, and he knew that she always forgot things that were not easy for her to understand. Frankly speaking, Kamel could not understand how such an unreliable maid became the head maid in charge of the entire mansion and commanded the servants here...
It could only be said that the approachable lord was too lenient with the servants in the mansion. However, Kamel did not intend to comment on this. He was just a researcher and was not interested in things outside of academic problems.
While waiting, he began to study a map hanging on the wall of the study. It seemed to be a topographic map of the vast area around the territory. It was astonishingly detailed and did not look like something that could be drawn in this era of technology. Betty stood next to him, holding a big teapot and looking at the guest thoughtfully. It seemed that she was in a very tangled state of mind.
After thinking hard for a while, Betty finally said, "Mr. Kamel, would you like some tea?"
Kamel was stunned for a moment. He turned his head and looked at the little maid with a serious face. He waved his hand slightly awkwardly and said, "Ah, no, thank you."
Betty blinked and returned to the table with the teapot. "Oh."
But after a while, she came forward again. "Mr. Kamel, would you like some tea?"
Kamel: "... No, thank you, little girl."
"... Oh."
After a little while, Betty's voice sounded behind Kamel for the third time. "Mr. Kamel, would you like some tea?"
Kamel finally felt that he could not continue to study the map. He turned around and tried his best to hide his embarrassment. "Little girl, didn't you notice that I don't have a mouth?"
Betty seemed to have finally understood something. She suddenly realized something and said, "Oh." Then she put the teapot on the table with a little disappointment. "Oh..."
Looking at the little girl, Kamel suddenly could not help but want to say something. But after hesitating for a long time, he only said a few words. "But still, thank you... for the tea."
"Master said to remember to serve tea when serving guests." Betty still looked very depressed. "But I always feel that I didn't do a good job..."
"You tried your best... but my situation is too special. I think that no maid would know how to serve a 'guest' like me." Kamel did not know why he said so much to a little maid, but he could not help but ask, "How long have you served the Cecil family?"
Betty seriously calculated this time. She had never been able to count years, but now she knew how to count. She also understood a lot of things that she did not understand before. "Six years, but the first two years were just to help Mrs. Hansen wash the dishes..."
She was only 16 years old now... In other words, when she was 10 years old, she was sold to the castle as a servant? A dishwashing girl?
Kamel knew that he had no reason to continue asking, but he could not help but ask, "Do you like this kind of life?"
"... I don't know." Betty obviously did not think about this question. She was stunned for a moment before answering. "But Miss Rebecca and the old Viscount are very good to me, and Mrs. Heti and Master are very good to me. And when I was young, my family and I were always hungry. But since I entered the castle, we all have enough to eat... "
It took Kamel a few seconds to understand the reason during this period. It was because Betty had the rations of the lowest servant in the castle, and her family not only sold the food back, but also lost a mouth to eat.
This was the way for the lowly people of this era to survive when they were desperate. It even required some luck to realize this because the lord did not always need to buy servants.
This was a common sense for the people of this era. But for Kamel, who came from the heyday of the Kingdom of Gondor to this era, this period was too much for him to imagine.
But he could not change the situation of the whole era. Thousands of words finally converged into one sentence. "What a cruel era."
"Master also said so," Betty suddenly said when she heard this sentence. "But I don't understand what he meant."
"The lord also said so?"
"Yes, Master said that this era was very cruel, and he also said that he wanted to build a new order or something..." Betty tried hard to recall. "In a word, it was very complicated. I heard him talking to Miss Rebecca and Mrs. Heti."
"I see..." Kamel listened in silence and sighed softly. "This is normal. He has experienced the glorious era, and he certainly can't stand the ignorance and darkness of the present."
Betty looked at Kamel in a daze. She did not understand what he meant. Kamel looked down at Betty and suddenly realized why he could not help but say so much to this little girl.
"I once had a sister... Ah, she didn't look like you, but the last time I saw her, she was about the same age as you," the ancient magus said quietly. "At that time... she liked to make tea for me."
Betty blinked. "Your sister was also a great magus?"
"... No, she had no magic talent. She was just an ordinary person, and she died of illness before she reached adulthood," Kamel said in a very indifferent tone. "If not for this, I might not have left the imperial capital and become a member of the 'disobedience' plan."
Betty lowered her head. "Hmm..."
"It's all in the past." Kamel lowered his head and wanted to touch Betty's hair, but before his' palm ', which was full of arcane energy, touched her hair, arcane sparks jumped around Betty's hair. Seeing this, the ancient magus slowly withdrew his hand and sighed softly. "Alas..."
Betty felt a little itchy on her scalp and could not help but scratch her hair. But when she looked up, she found that Kamel had floated away. The conversation was over.
The little maid did not know what had happened, so she returned to the desk and continued to stare blankly.
Soon after, the door of the study was pushed open, and Gwen came in with a roll of drawings. He saw Kamel, who seemed to be studying the bookshelf, and Betty, who was standing beside the desk in a daze. He could not help but smile. "Are you tired of waiting?"
Kamel turned around and floated to Gwen. "No, I was just chatting with the little girl. It was not boring."
Betty ran to Gwen with a big teapot. "Master, Mr. Kamel doesn't drink tea! He said he has no mouth... "
"Ahem, I know, I know." Gwen touched Betty's head a little awkwardly and asked the little girl to leave. "Go back and rest. I don't need anyone here for the time being."
"Okay!"
Betty ran out, leaving Gwen looking at Kamel awkwardly. "Sometimes this child is a little dumb..."
"It's okay, I don't mind. She's a very cute girl," Kamel said faintly. "My lord, I have something to report to you."
Gwen was about to let Kamel look at his cannon design, but when he heard this, he was stunned. "Oh? What is it? "
"It's about the aberrations." No one could understand Kamel's expression, but his tone was very serious. "I think... I know where they came from."
"You've figured out the origin of the aberrations?" Gwen's expression suddenly became serious. He quickly walked to the desk and put down the data and drawings in his hand. "Where did they come from?"
"We made them," Kamel said slowly. "The product of the Disobedience Plan."
"..."
Gwen was silent for almost ten seconds. When even Kamel felt a little uneasy, Gwen smiled silently and shook his head. "So that's the answer..."
"You expected it?"
"It's just a guess." Gwen sighed. "After knowing about the Disobedience Plan, I had a guess based on the information I came across when I rushed out of the Gondor wasteland. But I didn't expect... the situation was as I thought. Tell me, how did you find out? "
"Miss Tyr gave me a sample of the aberration. It's a clean sample that can be analyzed by magic after the chaos magic energy has been eliminated. I found signs of type II genetic mutation in the sample, and this mutation … is the characteristic of the 'Abomination' we created back then."
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