Demon King's Mentor

"Little master," Elada said, holding the broom, "please step aside."

Estero took a few steps back, sat on the cabinet, looked at the box containing the lizard in his hand, and asked, "Is Alada...is teacher very good?"

The older maid thought for a while and said, "For now, it's very good, with a gentle and polite personality."

Eastero poked the blue lizard with his fingers: "Do you think Lorian will..."

Elada put down the broom and looked at the worried little master who was smiling just now. She stretched out her hand and stroked the soft hair of the other party: "Why, you worry too much! Mr. Inger Irwin is just a body You penniless knight, His Highness Lorien might laugh at you before it's too late!"

"Ailada, you don't understand..." Eastero fluttered his drooping eyelashes a few times, "He always wants me to lose everything, no one can stop him, and my father always hates me...I really doubt that now Happiness is an illusion, as if the dream will wake up the next moment... Mother said... Mother said..."

He first sighed melancholy, and then pulled his finger out of the lizard's mouth: "Maybe I shouldn't say this to you, Elada, I know the teacher has a lot of worries, but the teacher has always been to me. Very calm and patient," he said, "Maybe I should focus on how to become stronger, and when the unexpected comes, I can protect everything in front of me, protect the teacher..."

Elada smiled, and said to him: "Little master really loves the new and dislikes the old. He used to say he would protect me, but now he is full of teachers and teachers?"

"Ah," Estero looked at her, "I will protect you too."

"Then if your teacher and I were taken away at the same time, who would you save first?" Alada couldn't help teasing him seeing his seriousness.

Estero looked distressed, and Alada knocked him on the head: "You save your strength to save your teacher, and don't eat the food I cook in the future, and don't talk to me!"

"No, it's not!" Eastero tugged on her sleeve anxiously.

Elada smiled and hugged him into her arms: "Little master, you are always so serious."

"I'll save you." Estero looked up at her.

"Understood, I am grateful." Elada looked into his eyes, "I am very glad that you can still trust others after that incident, I have always been worried about you, but now, I think you are becoming more and more like a Manly."

Eastero smiled slightly: "Really."

"Yeah," Elada said, "it would be nice to eat all the vegetables on my plate every day."

The boy giggled, "You're always like this." Then he looked seriously at the older maid again: "Sometimes I wish you were my mother, Elada"

Elada was stunned for a moment, and sighed: "Oh, oh, you can't say such things casually, little master!" She stroked his hair: "If you become my son, you will grow up to be like me!" I'm just plain normal, with freckles and red hair!"

She began to babble: "You know, in this world, rich people always live better than poor people. Little master, you have never been hungry, have you? But my two younger brothers were starved to death. , I remember that I survived by eating weeds and drinking muddy water on the side of the road. If you become a child of ordinary people, no one will serve you and cook for you, let alone a teacher, Mr. Inger Irwin I'm afraid I won't even pay attention to you! You will be like the poor kids I know, go out early to earn a living by physical strength, and be beaten and scolded every day, you know?"

Just as Estero was about to speak, Elada said again: "So, young master, in some ways, you seem to be grateful to Mrs. Eluchil for becoming your mother, isn't it?"

"I can't always say no to you, Elada." Eastero said frankly.

"Don't think about anything," Elada shook his shoulders, "use your words, try to become strong, protect your mother and your teacher, and protect me and the other servants who serve you here, Okay?"

Eastero nodded seriously: "I swear."