The Troubles of the Holy Maiden [Comprehensive]

Chapter 142

The radiance of the morning sun spread to the outskirts of London, and the silent manor woke up from its deep sleep.

The new Mr. Housekeeper stood in front of the mirror, carefully trimming the collar and cuffs. The straight black tuxedo obediently outlined a perfect figure, and the white gloves and tightly buttoned neckline showed a bit of ascetic beauty.

Sebastian took out a small and exquisite gold pocket watch, calculated the time and stepped out of the room accurately.After orderly arranging the work of the gardener, the kitchen, and the cleaning maid, he finally ushered in the job he was looking forward to the most.

To serve the master of the manor himself, Mr. Frank Riddle got up.

Sebastian came all the way to the master's bedroom on the second floor, and gently pushed open the heavy wooden door carved with patterns and inlaid with gold.In a somewhat dim room, there is an elegant and luxurious Victorian-style carved four-poster bed in the middle, and the flannel quilt embroidered with exquisite patterns is propped up in a graceful arc.

Sebastian walked into the room, his steps were as graceful and light as a cat's, and he made no sound.He walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows on one side, and gently pulled aside the heavy velvet curtains. The sunlight rubbed against the big bed in the center and poured into the small half of the room, without disturbing the sleeping occupant.

Sebastian stood at the junction of light and shadow, his eyes lingering on the quiet profile of the male host.The smooth and white side face is pillowed on the dark feather pillow, the slightly curly shoulder-length blond hair is beautifully sprinkled on the cheeks and the pillow, and the curly golden eyelashes are like two gorgeous butterfly wings, quietly falling on the face Casts two small shadows.One hand of the young man rested lightly on the soft pillow beside his cheek. His white and slender fingers were as delicate as a work of art. On the gracefully curved wrist, blue blood vessels were faintly visible under the snow-white skin. The astonishingly powerful demon butler couldn't help but want to get up and lick it.

The devil's dark and greedy eyes lingered on the face of the lying handsome man. Such a glorious beauty was not his preference, but this young man who was almost perfect as a work of art made him unable to bring up any ill feeling towards the light department. There is a secret thrill of peering into the blasphemous.This made him salivate as the prey, not only like Apollo, the god of the sun and art in Greek legend, but also like the forbidden | Trojan prince who was plundered and favored by the god king Zeus.Both holy and charming, both majestic and delicate, both noble and humble...

The conscientious butler slowly approached the edge of the bed, the sweet and seductive breath became more and more intense, his stomach twitched and his throat became more and more thirsty, just as he bent slightly to get closer to the host .The light golden butterfly fluttered its wings, and a cold ice-blue light flashed from under the butterfly's wings. The silent murderous aura overflowed instantly, making Sebastian's body stagnate.

In an instant, the murderous aura dissipated completely, and the ice-blue gem turned into a gentle blue, as if the moment just happened was just an illusion.

"It's you... What are you doing so early in the morning?" Fran brushed her hair and sat up on the bed, her voice hoarse and sexy because of getting up in the morning.The embroidered quilt slid down, revealing Fran's tightly dressed silver-gray nightgown that only showed the delicate collarbone.

Sebastian's eyes lingered on the male master's collarbone several times without any trace, and explained with a smile on his face: "I'm here to help the master get up."

Fran frowned slightly, and pulled her soft blond hair into a mess. She got up and got out of bed noncommittally, but saw the suspicious butler standing by the side half kneeling beside the bed, gently grabbing her ankle.

"What are you doing? I want to wear shoes." Fran said angrily.

The handsome butler kneeling on the ground still smiled, and explained gently and respectfully: "Please let me help you put on your shoes." As he spoke, he held Fran's foot in one hand, and put the soft house shoes in place with the other. to send.

But Fran still felt sensitively that the serious-looking butler rubbed her ankles with her fingers a few times, and the fingers in white gloves slid across the soles of her feet deliberately, simply The movements are extremely slow, and there is a strange tease hidden in them.

'Is this bastard devil a foot fetish? !Making such indecent hints to a man? ! Fran coldly glanced at Sebastian's obedient and respectful face, waved away his hand that was about to support her other foot, and sat on the bed condescendingly looking at Sebastian, who was half kneeling on the ground. Tian raised one hand and pinched the chin of his handsome butler forcefully, forcing him to look up to him.

Fran looked at Sebastian expressionlessly, and said in a cold voice with warning: "Mr. Michaelis, what I need is a qualified butler, not a gay lover. Besides, I'm not gay. If you want to climb into my bed, please leave now."

Although Sebastian's chin was pinched, his brows and eyes were still lowered, with a submissive expression. His thick eyelashes were gently drawn down, covering the dim light from his red pupils.His voice was still calm and respectful, without any fluctuation: "Yes, my master."

Fran released the hand that clamped the butler's chin, and reminded coldly: "Also, I'm not interested in master-servant play, you and I are just employed. From now on, please don't call me master, call me master or sir. Can."

"Yes, sir." Sebastian stood up respectfully, took two steps back and asked, "Do I need to help you change your clothes?"

"No need, I'll do it myself." Fran put on her house shoes, stood on the soft carpet, and ordered lightly, "Sebas, go prepare breakfast and wake Tom up by the way."

"Yes, sir." Sebastian bowed gracefully and exited the room.

Seeing that the door was completely closed, Fran turned around and began to change clothes and take care of herself.

The demon butler outside the door quickly paced into the shadow of the stairwell, his original abstinent and dignified expression became a little distorted and ferocious, remembering the sharpness revealed by the host when he just woke up, Sebastian trembled with excitement, I can hardly restrain my desire to possess and devour.The devil couldn't help rubbing the fingertips that just touched the beautiful ankle, and suddenly covered his face with the other hand. The dark red pupils exposed between the fingers were astonishingly bright at this time, like burning hell flames .

'Possess him, eat him, tear him apart...'

'No, no... I'm going to be patient, I'm going to be patient...'

'The tastiest game...deserves the tenderest tasting...'

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Sebastian didn't wake up that young master Tom himself, but called a maid to do it.Now he only wants to guard his prey, and lacks curiosity and patience for other lambs.

Fran sat in the small dining room on the first floor, and the morning sun shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows, making the room very bright.The housekeeper, Sebastian, had arranged the breakfast himself, and stood by, delivering the newspapers that had just been delivered to the door for the host.

"Sir, the Times and the Daily Mail are here."

Fran nodded, picked up the Daily Mail first, sat on the wicker chair surrounded by plants by the window, and began to browse the news and current affairs.

As soon as Tom entered the small dining room, he saw Fran crossing her legs in an inelegant manner, leaning against the back of the chair, sitting on the wicker chair with a golden sword, reading the newspaper, expressing the pure manliness of an upstart from the United States who did not understand etiquette. vividly.Beside her, there was a handsome young man in a tuxedo who was brewing black tea for Fulan with an elegant demeanor, without the slightest hint of persuasion or reminder.

Tom couldn't help the corners of his mouth twitching. Even a child from an orphanage who had only been taught basic etiquette by the priest and the headmaster knew that Fran's incident violated several etiquette rules at the same time. She acted like a big girl yesterday. Noble, why are you acting so rough today?

"Hey, Fran, good morning!" The little boy greeted politely.

"Good morning, Tom." Fran put down the newspaper in her hand, stood up casually, and greeted, "Since you're up, let's have breakfast together."

The traditional English breakfast is very rich, but Fran is not used to it. Fried eggs, fried sausages, fried ham, fried bacon, blood pudding, fried mushrooms, roasted tomatoes, toast... served with a pot of rich and sweet milk A greasy English breakfast tea with an explosion of heat.Although as a heroic spirit, Fran doesn't have to worry about getting fat at all, but the bland taste she has developed in the ninja world for many years makes her very uncomfortable with the English breakfast, and she put down the knife and fork after a few bites.

Sebastian, who was always paying attention to Fran, immediately asked, "Is the breakfast not to your liking? Do you want to redo the kitchen?"

"No need." Fran wiped her mouth, and ordered: "From now on, Tom and I will prepare breakfast separately. Tom's will still be 'thefry-up', and mine will be prepared in Japanese or French style."

The considerate butler replied immediately: "I am very familiar with the dishes of various countries, why don't I prepare breakfast for you?"

Fran glanced at Sebastian noncommittally, a little worried that he would use some weird ingredients, but just reminded: "Don't delay your serious work."

The handsome butler touched his chest and bowed, with a subtle and elegant smile: "Serving you is my most important job, my... lord."

The dinner plate in front of Little Tom was suddenly cut with a knife, and Fran's attention was immediately attracted, and she saw the beautiful black-haired boy pouted, looking a little unhappy.

"What's the matter Tom?" Fran asked with concern.

Little Tom glanced at Sebastian, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and said to Fran, "Fran, I'm full. Do we have any plans for today?"

Fran smiled and said: "Of course, today I will take you to visit London first, haven't you been looking forward to it?" After finishing speaking, Fran turned to look at her devil butler again, and asked: "Let the driver drive Come here, Tom and I are going out, and you will take care of the house, and besides, there is no need to prepare dinner."

Sebastian immediately said, "Please let me serve you personally."

"Sebas, you are my housekeeper, please do what the housekeeper should do." Fran refused directly, and then said: "Also, I plan to find a tutor for Tom, and I will leave this matter to You do it."

Tom briskly stepped forward to hold Fran's hand, and looked at Sebastian with some complacency, but the man who made him inexplicably afraid ignored the brat's showing off, and still maintained a reserved and decent expression. Smile.

Fran and Tom left in the car, and the butler Sebastian stood at the door to see off the owner of the manor. Watching the car go further and further away, his eyes gradually became darker...

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"Fran, where are we going?" Tom sat in the car and asked curiously.

Fran smiled and said, "How about taking you to the British Museum first, and then going to the movies?"

"Okay!" Tom's eyes sparkled, obviously looking forward to the trip.

The British Museum is a magnificent Greek Revival building that houses millions of treasures and books, but due to limitations in space and protection conditions, most of them are not exhibited to visitors.Because of Tom's interest in magic and incantations, Fran mainly took him to visit the Greek Pavilion and the Egyptian Pavilion. One is an ancient country where magic flourished in the Age of Gods, and the other is an ancient country where incantations and alchemy are most famous.

Tom was very excited all the way, and was very curious about the exhibits. Fran introduced the origin of the collection to Tom in a low voice, but at the same time felt a vague sense of disobedience.

It seems that the fluctuation of magic power does not come from the mysterious antiques of these ancient countries, but the entire British Museum is shrouded in a wonderful enchantment.This palace, which houses treasures from all over the world, seems to be hiding an unknown secret.

At dusk, the British Museum was about to close. Not far away, the tall Big Ben made a heavy chime. Fran looked at the dark silhouette of Big Ben in the sunset, and felt even more strange in her heart.

"Are we going?" Tom asked sweetly.

"Come on, let's go to the movies." Fran recovered and pulled Tom away with the thinned crowd.

Under the afterglow of the blood-red sunset, on the top of the towering Big Ben clock tower, a figure in a black hooded cloak stood at the highest point of the entire city.The evening wind made the black cloak flutter, and a strand of white hair peeked out from the dark cloak.

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small theater:

Tom: Fran, what movie are we watching today?

Fran: The new movie just released this year, "The Hound of Baskervilles".

Tom: About dogs?

Fran: It's a story in Sherlock Holmes's detective stories, it's about reasoning and suspense.

After watching the movie,

Fran: How is it?Do you think the movie is good?

Tom: It's nice, but...

Fran: What's wrong?

Tom: I don't like devil dogs, and I don't like loyal dogs either.

Fran: So?

Tom: I don't like devilish loyal dogs.

Sebastian: ...