The girl who was punished by the gods counterattacked and became the group's favorite

Tia looked at the clock and saw it was six o'clock. She had no mood to eat at all.

"Ramon! How did you deal with these things before?" Tia was determined to ask for advice.

Ramon glanced at the documents and smiled sheepishly. "Before, I just followed what others said and signed and stamped everything. But judging by your way of doing things, Lord, you must want to sort out these things before doing anything..."

Now not only Tia, but Milian also found it ridiculous when he heard this.

"What about the things you are dealing with now?" Tia couldn't imagine how devastated she would be if she had to go through everything Ramon had dealt with again.

"I can still handle this matter. I have found some easy tasks for myself." Ramon said while lowering his eyes and not daring to look at Miriam.

Miriam sighed helplessly but could only be thankful that this person did not do anything rash.

Seeing that Miriam was not angry, Ramon said again: "The Lord has such high requirements. If I deal with such complicated matters perfunctorily, I will definitely be punished when it is discovered. So it is better to do something simple.

Although your efficiency will be very low if you continue like this, it can also help you improve your abilities!"

Tia shook her head helplessly. She had really overestimated this man. How capable could a lord who did nothing and allowed his subordinates to collude with each other be?

It seems that she can only write to her brother and ask for help.

"Master, please go eat first. It's already six o'clock." Miriam glanced at the clock and reminded quietly.

Tia had no appetite at all. It was only when she sat down at the dining table that she remembered what happened at Bell's Restaurant.

I couldn't even eat the whole meal. My mind was filled with the piles of official business and the issue of how to maintain class differentiation in the restaurant.

Miriam watched Tia eat only a little and felt worried. "Is the food here not to your liking? How about asking someone to go to Bell's Restaurant and make some dishes for you?"

"It's okay." Tia ate something quickly to fill her stomach, then turned around and went back to deal with her things.

The process was repeated until nightfall, when darkness completely enveloped the sky.

"Master, please take a rest first. We can deal with the remaining things tomorrow." Miriam saw that Tia's eyelids were fighting.

Tia supported her head. If she wasn't already an adult in her twenties, she would not be able to withstand these things.

What's more, she had been traveling all the way for the past two days and hadn't had much rest. As soon as she arrived here today, she started to get busy again.

She drank some water and planned to continue dealing with her work, but when she returned to her seat, her head hit the table.

Ramon frowned as he watched from the side. "Lord, you should get some rest. There's no need to be so anxious."

Milian squatted beside Tia, reached out to pick her up and take her to rest.

Tia blinked hard, making sure she couldn't hold on any longer. Finally, she had to compromise and turned around to hug Miriam's neck.

Milian took Tia to wash up briefly, and then put her on the bed. However, Tia always felt uncomfortable lying in bed.

"What's wrong?" Miriam asked in confusion.

After tossing and turning in bed two or three times, Tia realized that the room did not have the familiar scent.

Habit is a terrible thing...

She took out the prepared incense and gave it to Miriam, "Light the incense and get out."

Miriam was a little worried. After lighting the incense, he looked at the door a few times and made sure that Tia started to breathe steadily and sleep quietly before he quietly left.

Miriam smelled her hand and turned to run to Ramon.

"What are you doing? Don't put your hands so close to me. Are you going to hit me?" Ramon looked at Miriam putting his hands close to his face and stepped back in fear.

"No, smell this fragrance. I don't understand anything about incense." Miriam was frowning. If he wanted to fight, he should just do it directly. How could he be so tentative?

Ramon still didn't quite believe it. He took two steps forward and then suddenly stepped back. He tried back and forth twice, and when he saw Miriam standing there with his hand in front of him, he felt at ease to smell it.

"Although I don't know much about spices, this fragrance is really nice!" Ramon smelled it several times but still didn't know what it was.

Milian suddenly felt like she was being harassed by a pervert, "I can't smell it, and you're sniffing for so long!"

"Although I can't tell you which kind it is, it should be a rose. How about I go to the spice shop tomorrow and smell it, and then tell you?" Ramon tilted his head and leaned forward to say tentatively.

"I think you just want to be lazy!" Miriam withdrew his hand unhappily.

"Please take a look at my dark circles. I'm a noble after all, how could I have such dark circles!"

Ramon doesn't even dare to look in the mirror now. His once handsome face is no longer there.

"But now..." Milian thought about the pile of official business and didn't want Ramon to be lazy. But when he thought about how Tia couldn't sleep without the incense, he hesitated again.

"Let's go find it at lunchtime tomorrow!"

"Do you want to listen to what you are saying? Do you have to squeeze the lunch time?" Ramon pointed at his dark circles with two fingers, trying to blame Miriam.

"Master can't sleep at night without this kind of fragrance. You also know that there are many things to do during this period, so don't be lazy."

Although Miriam felt a little reluctant, he was not so soft-hearted when he thought that giving him a day off would increase the workload for himself and his master.

Ramon straightened his expression when he heard this and said, "Okay, okay, I'll eat quickly at lunch tomorrow and then go buy the spices."

"Okay, you should go back and rest as well. It's getting late." Miriam rubbed his eyes. "I'm going to rest too."

"Yeah." Ramon heard this and ran away as if he had heard an amnesty.

But sleep time is always short. Ramon stood in the spice shop and felt like he was about to lose his sense of smell.

For the first time, he questioned the aristocracy's pretentiousness. Why were there so many kinds of roses?

"what is this called?"

"This is Roselle Rose, this is Purple Beauty, and this is Damascus Incense..."

"Is there any rose scent that is as soft as velvet and makes people unable to help but indulge in it?" Ramon tried to recall the scent he smelled.

The clerk was silent, not knowing how to respond. "How about you try these scents? They all give you the same feeling you describe."