Everyone Wants Me Dead: The Villain Lord's Survival Diary

Chapter 43 – Next time, just ask for it directly

Loli paused for a moment, staring at the stockings in her hand. Her cheeks flushed slightly, but a charming smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. She then placed the stockings back as they were.

"Um... Loli, let me explain..."

Sylvie stood there awkwardly, looking at the girl kneeling on the ground holding the armor, wishing he could dig a hole with his foot and hide himself in it.

"Master..."

"Huh?"

Loli stammered, her face red: "A-actually, if Master likes them, Loli has many more... all... all can be given to Master..."

"Ah, no... that's not..." Sylvie hurriedly waved his hand to explain, but Loli delivered another fatal blow.

"Everything of Loli's belongs to Master... In the future, if Master wants anything, just say it..." As she said this, Loli gave Sylvie a peculiar look and added:

"If... if Master likes that sneaky feeling, Loli can pretend not to see."

"Ah, well... no, I don't like sneaking around, that day I, I..."

"Hmm?" Loli tilted her head, looking softly at Sylvie.

Sylvie stammered for a long time without finding a reasonable explanation for why he would steal stockings!

He couldn't possibly say it was the system's requirement, that stealing stockings made him seem more like a perverted villain?

"Master?"

"Alright, I stole them, it won't happen again."

Sylvie admitted defeat, feeling hopeless, and decided to just own up to it.

At that moment, he felt he had transcended once more, from "it doesn't matter if I'm human" to "it's okay to be a pervert."

"Master, it's not about not doing it next time, but rather just taking them or asking Loli directly."

Loli repeatedly corrected Sylvie's words, as if this point was very important.

"Okay, I understand."

Sylvie felt like a puppet being controlled by Loli.

"Hehe~"

"Master, it's late, let Loli serve you to sleep."

...

In the bed, Sylvie lay on his side at Loli's feet, pondering over the iron ore.

His peripheral vision accidentally caught sight of the little maid's curled up jade feet, milky white and tender, making him unable to resist holding them in his hands and playing with them.

It had been some time since he last touched them, and he found himself missing it a bit.

In fact, many people have this habit, liking to play with something while thinking.

He was more advanced; he didn't play with anything else, just the soft, tender jade feet of the little maid.

"Oh~ Master... it tickles..."

Loli's face was flushed with embarrassment, feeling the warm breath of her master blowing on her little feet.

Warm and tingling, her heart felt like it was about to jump out.

It was the time for the master and servant to whisper in the night, and Loli obediently didn't move her little feet away, instead chattering about her recent experiences to Sylvie:

"Master, recently, many sisters have come over to Mrs. Chris's place. They are said to be maids of some minor nobles in your territory. They come every day, lively and bustling, learning together with Loli."

"And these sisters are really amazing. Before meeting them, Loli thought being a maid only required learning some etiquette. Now Loli realizes she has many shortcomings."

"Those sisters are not only proficient in etiquette but also in musical instruments, especially the flute. Loli heard them discussing it all the time."

Her tone was full of longing and envy, her starry eyes sparkling.

"Loli also wants to learn the flute, so when Master rests, I can play for you."

At this point, Loli's expression became a bit troubled.

She pouted, puzzled, and said:

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"But I don't understand why, when Loli asks those sisters, they say Loli is too young, with a small mouth, not suitable for learning the flute, saying if Loli insists on learning, it would be very difficult."

"But what does being young and having a small mouth have to do with it?"

"Their mouths aren't big either."

"When Loli asked why, Mrs. Chris and those sisters just mysteriously held back laughter and said nothing, telling me to ask you instead."

Indeed, it's not suitable.

Sylvie touched his nose, thinking this instrument might not be very proper.

Seeing the little maid's troubled face, he couldn't help but comfort her:

"It's okay, if you don't learn the flute, there are other instruments. How about learning the harp or violin instead..."

"No."

Loli shook her head, stubbornly staring with her big, watery eyes:

"Those sisters said noble lords like the flute. If they can learn it, Loli can too, so Loli must learn the flute well, to play for Master when you're tired."

It might make him even more tired...

Sylvie remained silent, tactically.

"Master..."

"Hmm?"

"Are you going to sleep?"

Sylvie was about to say yes when he heard the soft, sweet voice from the foot of the bed:

"Master... do you know how to have a baby?"

Sylvie thought to himself, of course he knew, but he didn't plan to show it. The little maid was too young to know such things.

So he smiled and said:

"Having a baby is simple, just get married first, then live together, and before you know it, there will be one."

"Master, it's not that simple, you really don't know!"

Loli giggled playfully, paused for a moment, then continued with a flushed face:

"Master, Mrs. Chris taught me that if you complete the last step of warming the bed, you can have a baby."

Sylvie suddenly felt a weight on his chest. Looking down, he saw the little maid, who was originally at the foot of the bed, had crawled into his arms, lying on his chest.

Loli's face, burning with shyness, gently rubbed against his chest, gazing at him with infatuation:

"Master, Mrs. Chris said if we have a baby, Loli can stay with Master forever."

"Ma-master, Loli wants to... complete the last step of warming the bed with you tonight, okay~ (/ω\)"

Sylvie was silent for a moment, feeling very complicated.

He couldn't blame Mrs. Chris for teaching her this way.

Because Mrs. Chris was actually thinking for Loli's benefit, from both Loli's and his perspective, that's why she taught her this.

Feeling the warm, soft touch on his chest, how could Sylvie not know the little maid's dependence and affection for him?

He couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

Recalling his experiences in the Goldlion territory.

That's just how this era was.

Noble maids were generally recruited from commoners, and at the level of an Earl, the threshold for maids was even higher, at least starting from the daughters of minor nobles.

But even so, it didn't mean they could live well. Not only did they have to serve their masters diligently, but all kinds of dirty and tiring work were their basic duties.

Sometimes, if they didn't do well, made mistakes, or even if they did nothing wrong, just because the master was in a bad mood, these maids could be abused and humiliated.

Even if a maid caught the master's eye and shared his bed, it still wouldn't change their status.

In such a world, the emphasis on matching social status was even more strict.

Especially among nobles.

Giving a maid a title would be ridiculed by other nobles, which was unacceptable for nobles who valued their reputation.

So the ultimate fate of maids was to be driven away when they grew old or simply die in their master's castle.

If they could bear a child for the master, the situation might be slightly better.

But they would still be a lowly mistress, not presentable, and these children would be illegitimate, not valued.

Nobles changed lovers like changing clothes, and calling them lovers was just a tool that belonged to them and could be discarded at will.

Moreover, among nobles, it was common to gift well-trained maids to each other.

Sylvie felt very sorry for Loli's fate, and he really liked this girl who had only him in her heart.

But Demi-humans were already discriminated against and despised by humans, and Sylvie couldn't give Loli a higher status for now, which was a form of protection.

A personal maid was the most suitable position, one that wouldn't make others look down on her, nor would it make people target her because of her close relationship with him.

He had just taken over Winterfell City, and everything needed a transition.

He didn't want to give the little maid enough status to make her the first victim of ideological prejudice, he didn't want her to be harmed in any way.

Moreover, Loli was still so young, even if he were to accept her, it would be after his own safety was assured, and when Loli had grown up a bit more.

"Loli, you're still young, let's think about this later."

Sylvie gently refused, holding Loli's slender waist tightly, freeing a hand to gently soothe her smooth, tender back.

His actions were extremely gentle, afraid of hurting the little maid's insecure heart, also fearing she might misunderstand that he despised her humble origins.

"But..."

Loli wanted to say she was already of age, but seeing her master's gentle yet firm gaze, she was somewhat disappointed and sadly complied:

"Loli... Loli will listen to Master..."

However, Master didn't completely reject her, saying she should grow a bit more.

Grow where? Could it be here?

Loli glanced at her awkward figure, thinking of the sisters learning etiquette at Mrs. Chris's place, they were all so well-endowed.

"Maybe Master needs to help? I heard that can make it bigger."

She buried her face in embarrassment, her cheeks growing hotter, her mind wandering, as sleepiness gradually overtook her, snuggling into the broad chest that made her feel incredibly safe and comfortable, drifting into a deep sleep.