The hot weather always made people inactive. The scorching sun made people drowsy, even Leon's family. The count brought his family to turn on the air conditioner to avoid the summer heat in the winery. There were trees everywhere, and all kinds of entertainment facilities were available. Leon also asked the dwarven craftsmen to build a small open-air swimming pool inside the winery. The women could swim in the pool to their heart's content.
Other than Veronica, who became very active in the summer, even Morgiana went into the pool to play for a while under Laing's invitation. After swimming, everyone sat by the pool and tasted some cold drinks made by Laing and Teresa on the spot. The winery was air-conditioned, and the hot summer did not seem so unbearable.
Brittany's climate was mild and livable. After a short period of the hottest weather, the weather gradually cooled down. Thunderstorms gradually became more frequent, and Laing also reduced the number of times he went out.
It was another stormy night. Raindrops hit the windows of the master bedroom of the winery, making a crisp sound.
Laing and Suria were lying on the bed and talking. The female knight was holding a book about the expedition of the Holy Grail Knights in her hand, flipping through the pages. Laing was playing with a wood elf sculpture in his hand. His personal maid, Olica, was in his arms, feeding him fruits. As his personal maid, the dark elf always slept in the same room as him. Even when Laing and Suria were married, there were few exceptions.
Olica was now perfectly immersed in her role. Unless Laing took the initiative to ask, she would rarely speak. She knew how to keep secrets.
But today, she took the initiative to speak. "Master, I think Her Highness Morgiana is pretending."
"She must be pretending." Laing complained. He looked at Suria with a half-smile. "Suria, do you also think Morgiana is pretending?"
"Laing …" Suria looked at her husband, amused. She put down the book, stretched out her arm, and poked Laing's face with her slender finger. "If you know, don't say it out loud."
Morgiana reluctantly changed into her swimsuit and went into the water. The Lake Goddess insisted that she didn't know how to swim and wanted Laing to teach her. Laing spent some time teaching her, but in the end, she still didn't know how to swim. Every time she went into the water, she would pull Laing with her, or just hang on to him.
Suria naturally saw it, but the female knight had always been the most devout believer of the Lake Goddess. The Lake Goddess was also the first spokesperson of the Lake Goddess in the mortal world, so she didn't say it out loud like Olica. She could only laugh in her heart. At the same time, she sighed at how popular her husband was. Even if she became his wife, she still had to find ways to suppress the vortex in the backyard.
The female knight could tell at a glance which women Laing had sex with. It was nothing more than checking if there was a spiritual tattoo branded by Laing on her lower abdomen. Recently, Suria checked the maids in the Count's castle for diseases. She found that only Laing's personal maid, Olica, had spiritual tattoos. Even Emilia didn't have any. This proved that Laing didn't have a habit of sowing indiscriminately.
Thinking of Emilia, Suria started the topic. "What are you going to do about Emilia?"
"What can I do? The only thing I can do is to respect Emilia's choice. " Laing shrugged helplessly. Since the Black Lady of Nur, Elspeth von Drakken, and the Chief Justice of Nur, Theodore Bruckner, came to Nur, Emilia had been in an autistic state. She rarely went out, except for her work as a maid. When Laing occasionally visited her, he found that she was practicing swordsmanship with a thin sword, one-handed sword, and the use of a flintlock.
Suria couldn't comment on this matter, but the female knight immediately remembered something. "By the way, I remember that when you came to Brittany, you had a maid, but I haven't seen her after the wedding."
"You mean Miranda? After serving me for five years, I allowed her to leave. Now, she seems to have opened a tailor shop in Chalon Town. " Laing thought for a moment and said, "My maid group has changed a few times. Except for the head maid, Emilia, and the personal maid, Olica, there is no one who can't be changed. I'm not some fat nobleman who usually automatically changes the maids after two years. They don't stay for long, so they don't have any other ideas."
"I see …" Suria nodded. From what she knew, Laing was indeed such a person.
After chatting for a while, the countess took the initiative to leave. She didn't want to sleep in Laing's room tonight. It wasn't her time tonight.
Olica stayed, and the dark elf snuggled into Laing's arms and gave him a kiss. "Master, it's just us."
"Yes, Olica, it's just us." Laing looked at Olica with a smile. The master and the servant looked at each other and smiled.
It was late at night …
At midnight, the winery was completely silent, except for the chirping of cicadas and the sound of the wind. The magic lamp that illuminated the dim corridor had been turned off, leaving only darkness in the corridor. On the big bed in the master bedroom, Laing and Olica were sleeping in each other's arms.
"Rustle, rustle, rustle ~" At this moment, the sound of light footsteps and faint breathing could be heard from the door.
The person seemed to be hesitating. One moment, he raised his hand to knock on the door, and the next moment, he put his hand down and paced back and forth.
The sound of light footsteps echoed back and forth five times. When the person raised his hand to knock on the door again …
The door opened by itself.
"Who is it?!" Olica appeared at the door of the bedroom with a pair of daggers engraved with tree branches. The Dark Elf maid was wearing a purple-red long velvet nightgown. The buttons in front of her chest were not fastened properly, revealing her wheat-colored tender skin and impressive fullness. There was also a happy pendant swaying back and forth. "I won't allow you to get close to Master!"
The intruder was as fast as lightning. The rapier in her hand flipped back and forth twice in the air, aiming straight for Olica's head. The dark elf immediately brandished her dagger. The dagger in her hand moved back and forth like a butterfly fluttering in the air. Her moves were gorgeous and carried a hint of extreme danger. The cold blade moved back and forth between the intruder's neck, forcing the intruder into a perilous situation.
However, the intruder did not show any signs of weakness. After nimbly dodging Olica's daggers, she turned around and tried to continue her attack.
Olica did not intend to give the intruder a chance to stop his attack. She stretched out a slender leg in white silk stockings and hit the intruder's head from the side, forcing the intruder to retreat again and reveal a flaw and a short period of stiffness.
Olica tightened her grip on the pair of daggers again and was about to take down the intruder. Suddenly, a large hand reached out from behind the dark elf and covered her mouth. The other hand gently pressed on her lower abdomen. "Alright, Olica, stop fooling around. You know it's her."
"Wuuuu ~ Wuuu ~" With just a few movements, Olica's body immediately turned into a pile of mud. She couldn't even stand properly. She was carried in a princess hug by Clayon. She whispered, "Master ~ This is not the time for her to come. This night belongs to me."
"Emilia? Why are you in my room at this time? "Laing asked Emilia, who was standing at the door, as he gestured for the dark elf to calm down.
"Dragging this out isn't a good idea," Amelia said in a low voice as she stood at the door.
"Don't just stand there. Come in." Laing gestured for Emilia to come in. The little maid nodded and followed Laing into the room. She turned around and closed the door behind her.
After putting the dark elf on the bed, Laing turned around and turned on the floor lamp. The scene in front of him shocked him.
His little maid, Emilia, was already tear-stained. She was only wearing an ordinary lotus short-sleeved dress and silver princess shoes. She stood in front of Laing and sobbed softly. "I'm sorry, Laing. I'm here to tell you my decision."
After that, Emilia couldn't help but continue sobbing. She clenched her teeth and said her decision. "I've decided to return to Nur."
Laing smiled and reached out to hug Emilia. He patted her back gently. "You've made your decision, my dear Emilia. This is good. I'm happy for you."
"I'm sorry! Mr. Laing! I really don't want to go back. I just want to be your maid. I don't want to leave your side. But I can't … I can't let Nur be without a master. I can't abandon the vassal families that have served our family for generations. I can't forget when my father gave me the Sacred Sword in the Dragon Forest. Too many people have sacrificed themselves to protect me. Now, Nur needs me. Wissen needs me. "Emilia lay in Laing's arms and said sadly." I can only … I can only … Maybe this is life. Laing, I can't bear to leave you, but I have no other choice. "
"It's alright, Emilia. This is your duty. This is your responsibility. I'll accept your choice. No matter what you choose, I'll support you." Laing patted the back of the little maid. He was a little emotional. "You've been with me for almost seven years. You don't owe me anything. Now, it's time for you to complete your mission. Go ahead and do it, Emilia. I'll support you."
"Emmanuelle Von Lebowitz Bernardino. This is my full name. The titles and titles I can inherit include the Elector of Brescia, the Grand Duke of Nur, the Grand Duke of the United Province of Wissen and Sol, the Chancellor of the University of Nur, the Honorary Principal of the Nur Gun Academy, the Grand Count of Nur, the Grand Baron of Wissenburg, the Guardian Knight of the highest Order of the Black Rose, the highest and oldest Order of Tinder, the Honorary Commander of more than a dozen Knight Orders in Nur, the Member of the Privy Council of the Empire, the Honorary Commander of the Black Rose Army … There are twenty-one titles." Emilia wiped her tears. The long list of titles that came out of her mouth was enough to make people feel dizzy.
In the end, Emilia smiled with tears in her eyes. The little maid raised her head and looked at Laing. "What do you think? Laing? Isn't your maid awesome? "
"Yes, very awesome." Laing knew that Emilia was implying something.
"So, Laing, it's not too late for you to divorce Sister Suria now!" Emilia's voice gradually became weird. She seemed to be full of temptation as she said in Laing's ears, "If I marry you, I can be both a Kurfürst and a Kurfürst's wife!"
The little maid's face was full of darkness. Before Laing replied, she said with a gloomy face, "It's a pity, Mr. Laing, that you didn't seize the opportunity. I've followed you for so many years, but you didn't touch me!"
"Stop kidding. If I really touched you, Emilia, you definitely wouldn't fall in love with me. Am I right?" Laing squinted at his little maid and pinched Emilia's smooth face intimately. He complained, "I know that you don't plan to be a little maid for the rest of your life. You want to be the hostess."
"But the position of the hostess has already been taken by Sister Suria!" Emilia seemed to have become a completely different person. She leaned on Laing's shoulder, and her pure and sweet voice gradually became mature and full of the special tone of the great nobles. "That was supposed to be mine. Your wife should have been me, Emmanuel of Nur!"
The little maid had changed. The one who appeared in front of Laing right now was a real noble lady who was graceful and elegant. She had light makeup on her face. Her face was calm and full of pride. Her lips were slightly curled, and her chin was slightly raised. There was a standard and impeccable smile on her face. Her every body language contained the demeanor of a noble. If it weren't for the red corners of her eyes and the deep affection in them, Laing almost couldn't recognize his little maid.
But this was the real Emilia, or rather, Emmanuelle.
She was as proud as a swan and as elegant as wine.
Everything before was a disguise. Ever since the girl started fleeing, she had disguised herself as a simple and hardworking mercenary who didn't like to talk much.
When she found Laing as a safe haven, she disguised herself as a lovely and delicate little maid.
This was all to protect herself. She had always been careful to protect her secret, and she didn't want anyone to know.
Emilia wiped her tears and sighed regretfully. "Sister Suria has been very good to me. She saw through my identity, but she still treated me so well. If it weren't for various reasons, we would have been best friends. Unfortunately, we can only be good sisters now."
Was there a difference?! Laing thought to himself.
"So, the Emilia I saw before was a fake?" Laing asked softly.
The room was very quiet. Dark Elf Olica was lying on the side, listening to the conversation between the two. She wanted to say something several times, but in the end, she chose to listen. Laing hugged his little maid and sat on the bed, waiting for her answer.
"It's not all a disguise, Laing. I'm very happy to be your maid. It's the happiest time of my life." Emilia reached out to untie the laces of her silver princess shoes. She kicked them off, revealing a pair of sparkling jade feet. Her calves wrapped in white stockings swayed gently. "Women are naturally different in front of the man they like. What's so strange about that? This dark elf is like a stinky rock in front of others. A fierce woman who doesn't like to speak a single word. But in front of Laing, isn't she a soft and fragrant pillow? "
"Hmph!" Olica subconsciously wanted to retort, but the dark elf immediately realized that Emilia was right. She could only keep her mouth shut.
"Laing, your rise is really beyond my expectations. I thought that you might be able to become a baron when you're thirty … Forget it, it's meaningless to talk about this now." Emilia held Laing's big hand tightly, their fingers interlocked. The little maid's eyes flashed with a fierce light. "But it's impossible for me to give up. Laing, you're really too outstanding. With you as the standard, how can I be interested in other men?"
"So it's my fault …" Laing smiled bitterly. He didn't know how to answer this question, so he could only change the topic. "I know your decision, Emilia. In the future, when you become a Kurfürst and a Duchess, it's not like we can't meet. Nur can build a teleportation portal that connects to my place. You can teleport here when you want to. Nur is already very autonomous. The city council, the mayor, and the nobles of Wesson can solve many problems …"
"If I can come over, why can't you come over? Laing. " Emilia's tone was unhappy. She raised her head and kissed Laing directly on the lips. "An heir, Laing. I need an heir who can inherit my title, and this heir can only be given to me by you."
Another one who wants a child, Laing thought to himself.
His task was a bit heavy.
"I've already talked to Karl-franz, Elspeth, and Theodore about the conditions for me to return to Nur. My request is that if you want me to return, your child out of wedlock must be the heir of all my titles and the holder of the law!" Emilia grabbed Laing's collar shyly and domineeringly. "Laing, you can't just give sister Suria and the two witches. I want some too. And the brand on their bodies, I want one too!"
"I don't think I agreed to it, did I?" Laing said hesitantly.
"You won't refuse, because it will only benefit you. But if you don't agree, I'll marry an old and ugly noble. Then, as the Kurfürst, I'll order and pressure the entire Empire, asking the Empire to cut off all trade with the knights and all strategic support." Emilia said a horrible script. She was even laughing. "Nur is the important town in the south and the industrial heart of the Empire. Think about it, what kind of choice will the emperor make between his own people and another country?"
"This is illogical! You can't do that! " Laing was shocked. He said angrily, "You can't break the trade agreement just because of this. You're destroying the alliance of order and giving the forces of chaos and evil a chance to take advantage of it!"
"Don't talk to a woman about logic and reason, Laing." Emilia had a confident look on her face as if she had Laing under control. Her delicate and pure face had a confident smile. "You're the hero of mankind. In order to protect the interests of mankind, you only need to make a small concession, and the whole situation can be reversed. Laing, I'm begging you. I've been your maid for so many years, just promise me ~"
Then, Emilia whispered in Laing's ear in a pleading tone, "Give me a child, Laing. In the future, you'll be the Grand Duke of Nur and the father of the Kurfürst of Brescia. I don't really want to be the Kurfürst or the Grand Duchess. In the long life of escaping and following you, I've long been tired of the nobles. But I know that you need my help, and I'm willing to help you."
"So, you've chosen me, Amelia." Laing understood Emilia, just like how Emilia understood him. Moreover, the two of them had been together for many years. They had feelings for each other, and there was also a union of interests. Emilia was sure that Laing couldn't refuse. "Then what's your answer?"
Laing pondered for a long time and finally nodded solemnly.
The hot midsummer night gradually came to an end. The beautiful dream burst like a bubble, leaving behind reality and promises.
Autumn had arrived.
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