Before the girls woke up, Baiyi used his mana to write a letter on a piece of paper and handed it to the butler. The butler received the letter respectfully and carefully tucked it in the pocket of his shirt. Before he left, he asked, "Master Hope, is there anything else that I can help you with?"
Baiyi pondered for a while before replying, "Try not to send too much meat in the future, okay? More fruits and vegetables. I'm afraid that they'll get fat. "
The butler did not expect Baiyi to make such a strange request at a time like this. His serious face twitched a little, but he still nodded obediently and left with the letter.
After the butler left, Undine asked curiously, "You even have a butler here? Why haven't I seen one before? Speaking of which, this butler is so professional and arrogant, just like the butler of some big noble family. "
Baiyi did not tell her about Vidomina. The girl had probably honed her temperament during her time in the Doors of Conundrum, so she was much more low-key and introverted compared to other noble girls. Therefore, Undine only thought that she was a little girl that Baiyi had tricked out of nowhere. She did not know that she was the daughter of a Duke.
"By the way, who is this letter addressed to?" Undine asked curiously. At that moment, she had already taken off her high heels and was kneeling on the sofa. The two of them were very close to each other, and because of the height difference between them, when Baiyi turned his head around, he was able to see the beautiful view below her collar. Before the snort of a pig could be heard from the Void, he turned his head away and replied calmly, "Yes.
"Someone who can help me solve my problems." Then, he looked at the high heels scattered on the floor and muttered, "Do you really think this is your home?"
"I really want this place to be my home. Why don't you marry me?" Undine asked with a smirk.
"You still have the mood to joke about this?" Baiyi asked, a little speechless.
"Since you've agreed to take on this task, then what else do I have to worry about?" The worried look on Undine's face seemed to be an act, but now, she was beaming with joy. It was obvious that she trusted Baiyi.
"My father said that you are someone who can absolutely be trusted. With you around, no matter how big the trouble is, you can solve it, right?" She added.
"Thank you for thinking so highly of me," Baiyi replied snappily.
"That's right. In the stories of the Church, didn't you already solve two huge problems? Plus, you went deep into the grassland to save me and helped us build this trade route … You're like an omnipotent god in my eyes. " Undine said as she inched closer to Baiyi. Her legs, which were covered in black stockings, were tightly pressed together as if she was nervous. Then, she quietly moved her head closer to Baiyi's helmet and whispered, "Don't worry.
"Mr. Hope, are you really not going to consider what I said before? I'm not joking, there's no woman who wouldn't be tempted by a reliable man like you … "
This little girl even learned how to flirt with others? Baiyi was amused, and he flicked her forehead. "Next time when you say something like that, remember to blush a little. That way, it'll be more believable."
"I'm really serious! Can't you just consider me a little? I'm not ugly, and I'm so obedient … You may be a Soul Armature, and you like young girls, but it doesn't matter. We can slowly cultivate our relationship … "Undine covered her head with her hand, her face full of grievance, but she continued to say shamelessly.
After that incident, she and her family realized the importance of Baiyi even more and wanted to climb up to this towering tree. However, the only bargaining chip that they could take out was herself. Right now, she wished that she could be seventeen or eighteen years younger so that she would be more in line with the Master's taste. At the same time, she could also imitate Mia and the rest of the girls and act cute in front of him.
'Pfft! You're just bullying me because I'm a Soul Armature! If I were a normal man, would you dare to use yourself as a bargaining chip? ' Baiyi cursed in his heart. 'This unscrupulous family is too calculative! They're not even willing to sell their flesh, and they want to tie down a Voidwalker? The point was, in the past, he still thought that Undine was really pretty and had some thoughts about her. But now … After meeting the Duchess, Undine, who walked the same style route, was a little lacking, and he wasn't interested anymore.
"Alright, alright. Let's not talk about these useless things. The kids are getting up, and I'm getting ready for class," Baiyi impatiently ordered the girls to leave when he heard them getting up.
"Huh? You still have class today? "Undine asked, a little surprised.
"What's the rush? Haste makes waste. Haven't you heard of it? Go away! "Baiyi waved his hand.
'Haste makes waste? I've never heard of it before. But it does make sense, doesn't it? ' Undine mulled over the words of the ancestors from another world, and she left with the Count.
That day, Baiyi did not do much. He had to wait for the letter to be mailed, so he spent the day giving his students a serious lecture, letting them experience his professionalism.
When it was time for a break, Baiyi walked up to Nota the fairy and asked with concern, "How was it? Was my class acceptable? "
"Very good! Very good! You're the best teacher I've ever met! " Nota the Fairy smiled sweetly. Her smile was exceptionally warm and healing. She then added, "I thought you were the same as Instructor Yuyu yesterday …"
"He didn't bully you yesterday, did he?" Baiyi quickly asked.
"No! No! " Nota waved her hand and said softly, "It's just that the other students were a little miserable, and I was a little scared …"
Finally, in the afternoon, before the class ended, Baiyi said, "That's all for today. Remember to hand in your homework before you go to bed. Tomorrow, everyone, come with me. We're going to have a field trip."
The students looked down at the thick stack of papers that covered every subject. They could not tell which was the real demon, the armor or the hammerhead shark plushie.
At the same time, in a large noble's manor in Maple City, an important town in the south of the empire, a few servants carried a painting wrapped in oilcloth into a lavishly decorated study. Duke Lynch sat at his desk, watching the scene with interest. He turned to the butler of the Wright family and asked, "Your master only sent this painting?"
"Yes. This is a small token of appreciation from the Duke. " The butler, who looked more experienced than the one who followed Vidomina, answered the Duke's question in a manner that was neither servile nor overbearing.
"Please thank the Duke of Wright for his kindness." Duke Lynch nodded. Then, as if suddenly remembering something, he asked, "I heard that his body is recovering quite well?"
"Thank you for your concern. My master is doing very well."
"That's good. I'll visit when I have time."
"I look forward to your visit," the butler said, bowing gracefully. "Now then, please excuse me."
Only after the butler left did Duke Lynch order someone to remove the tarp covering the painting, revealing the image below. On it was a painting of a luxuriously dressed fatty who was currently gluttonously eating without any regard for his image. His ugliness made the others at the table all snort in disdain. However, the fatty himself didn't seem to feel anything and instead had a proud expression on his face.
The style of the painting was realistic. The figures were vivid and vivid, and the colors were perfectly matched. It was obvious that it was the work of a master painter.
Meanwhile, Duke Lynch wasn't unfamiliar with this painting either. This was the representative work of a commoner master painter from a few years ago. It was rumored that back then, it produced quite a bit of reaction from society, drawing in a group of loyal fans. However, none of this could stop this artist from dying in a car accident.
"Haha, you just got your life back, and you can't wait to cause trouble?" Duke Lynch muttered. "Are you trying to say that my table manners are ugly?"
After saying this, Duke Lynch waved his hand to call over his personal female secretary, having her sit on his lap. While playing with her water snake-like waist, he asked, "Did we touch anything of that old bastard Wright's?"
The female secretary let out a seductive gasp and replied, "No, you said before that you wouldn't touch the meat in his bowl before he died, so when the subordinates do things, they would probably avoid him."
"If that's the case … why did he give this painting to me?" Duke Lynch pointed at the painting in the study, the strength in his hand increasing a bit as well.
"Ah …" The secretary's voice grew louder. She frowned and thought hard for a while, then said with uncertainty, "Could it be … that business deal in the sky?"
"Business deal in the sky?" The Duke was curious. At his level, he wouldn't do everything himself. Most of the things he did were to point out the direction and principles, and then leave it to his subordinates to deal with. That was why he didn't know anything about the business deal.
After listening to the secretary's explanation, the Duke's brows did not relax. Instead, they furrowed even tighter. He asked curiously, "This business deal is interesting, but it's just a matter of money. Why would Wright care about something like this? He can't be thinking of subduing those filthy and lowly barbarians, right? Will he live to see that day? "
What puzzled the Duke even more was that both he and Wright didn't need to cook the cake themselves. They only needed someone else to make it and serve it to them.
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