Master Lich's Knight Steward

I can't get up.

"Although the human heart is also a good research material, I am different from the demons like Murdifes and the others. I prefer the fragrance of potions and the quiet laboratory."

Just exchanging greetings with a group of proud and inquisitive young ladies and masters, the Lich's last bit of interest was exhausted, and now he is paralyzed in his housekeeper's arms, complaining feebly.

"At least at this stage, all the ideas are successful, and even the details are correct." Ludwig made the two of them show a more ambiguous posture with a smile. The ladies who pretended to be drinking tea from afar chatted disdainfully and enviously.

He flicked the ornate staff that the lich used as a walking stick. This gem-studded thing, decorated more like a queen's token than a serious mage's weapon, was worth tens of thousands of gold coins, but it was actually just used to deceive ignorant upstarts. decorations, the effectiveness of spell amplification is only a little higher than that of ordinary primary staffs.

However, the Lich himself was very happy and bargained hard with the shopkeeper for its flashy appearance, and finally got the cost price.

According to this truly top-level spell operator, he doesn't need a staff at all to walk in Demeille, and if he really wants to add advanced spells to it, so many gems are comparable to those dwarf master carvers who seem to have good taste. Grained wooden sticks are much better.What's more, this poor quality and taste is just used to dispel the last suspicion of the opponent.

And when Victor saw this so-called staff, he couldn't hide the contempt and contempt in his eyes, which was not what the Lich expected.

"That's why it's boring... Anyway, it's up to you." The lich rolled his eyes, even if he was doing magic experiments, there would be some problems from time to time. Isn't it said that the human heart is the most difficult thing to grasp?How can I not bear to give him a little surprise...

"It's better to go back and look at the elderberry. Give me a year and I can see the legendary elderflower."

"Don't be willful."

Ludwig couldn't laugh or cry for his childishness. This guy has been doing this since he was forcibly pulled out of the laboratory. He didn't see the shadow of his rhetoric to conquer the imperial aristocratic circle when he was obsessed with popular novels and food.

He thinks he finally understands what it means in the family biography to say that the top magicians are followers of unknown things who always maintain the mentality of a child.

It's not easy to serve...

"Think about it, even a small estate given away at random has such precious things as elderberries, so if you really enter that circle, you can get more."

Willinghild may not be a long enough family, but they have been fighting and victorious all the year round, and they can always accumulate a lot of "confidence".This is the son of the former God's Chosen who once indulged his generals to plunder the defeated in order to boost morale, and he has a deep understanding of it.

"Okay, but being a nobleman is troublesome."

After imagining possibly more ancient jewels than the original stockpile of Cross Hills, and the right to access more precious magic items whose trade was restricted, the Lich finally relented.

Anyway, he just needs to play the role of a good-for-nothing illegitimate child who is attractive enough, but imprisoned in a remote mountainous area without enough education and simple minded.When it comes to watching a show, there's nothing better than playing a jewel.

"Is there anyone in more trouble than me?" The butler of the illegitimate child, the agent of the alchemist, has a low status and is full of interests behind it. The role on the cusp of the storm made Ludwig laugh very dangerously.He squeezed someone's waist fiercely, enjoying the master's slight trembling for a moment as a spiritual comfort.

"Okay, you have to deal with them, otherwise I won't have room to act." Seeing Victor finally walked over with a smile on his face after drying them out for a while, the dedicated housekeeper reminded.

If Master Lawrence, who was the master, hadn't walked away, then the group of people who were eager to see through, couldn't directly come to chat with him, who was a "housekeeper".

And if his young master is taken to socialize in Victor's small circle, then those people can also use the pretext of inquiring about Master Lawrence's trifles to make friends with him.

Sure enough, Yiwai's face was blushing, as if leaving his butler, his hands were shaking so badly that he didn't know where to put it Come over, one of the slightly arrogant teenagers, Ludwig looks familiar──

Isn't this the little idiot in the slave market who lost a bag of gold coins and bought a slave girl?What a fate!

With a high status and stupid enough, the perfect entry point, the butler eagerly entered the fighting state.

As smooth as Ludwig's side was going, so was his poor master, Master Lawrence.

Obviously, Victor chose a very clichéd script in order to seduce him—the country boy is despised and bullied by the arrogant noble young masters, and there is only one person who always protects him and becomes the light in his life, etc.

The Lich has read several novels full of desire to cultivate, especially "My Fair Lady" more than twice, savoring the art of language carefully, but now... oh, enough is enough, so poor acting.

God knows how much the Lich wanted to use harsh and vicious words to fight back those unsightly sneers, but he could only lower his head with tears in his eyes, leaning on Victor little by little pretending to be afraid.

The characteristics of the characters he chooses now sum up the classics of a whole bookcase romance novel - when there is no support, it is like a little white flower that can be trampled by the wind and rain at will, waiting for protection, once it has a backer, it will be triumphant and can't wait. Showing off, this is the best way to convince people that Ludwig is the one who holds the initiative between the two.

Waiting and waiting, finally waited until Victor, the envoy of justice, embraced his shoulders, and began to refute those guys with malicious intentions gently and vigorously, giving the poor little illegitimate child intimate protection.

Lich is not used to the hand on the shoulder, although the weight is almost the same as that of his housekeeper's arm, and even the purpose of eating tofu is similar...but it is uncomfortable.

Maybe it's because he can throw a magic bullet at that bastard Louie in an instant, but only get closer to Victor's "brother" and forced a smile?

The lich with a very low EQ made outrageous reasoning, and then came to a very cruel conclusion—after returning home, beat up Louis first to relieve his anger, and when the contract is completed, let the big-tailed wolf in front of him pretend to be a good man, It's okay to be ruined and penniless.

The lich, who looked up and smiled sweetly at the tall Willinghilder's eldest son, gave each [-] boards, and the latter's interest was doubled due to the need for long-term arrears.

"Don't be afraid, in fact, they have no malicious intentions. They can't help but tease them when they see beautiful and simple things, the bad nature of nobles." He said it as if he was not a big noble himself.

Victor is very satisfied with the cowardice of his illegitimate son "brother". Without the damn handsome butler behind him, he is like a blind man without a cane. He continues the image he met for the first time──Forgiving and sunny noble gentleman.

But his so-called warm and charming, charming smile can only make Lich's hair tingle, and he really wants to give him a death touch directly.And the hand that was about to slip from the shoulder to the waist was even more unbearable.

Maybe instead of waiting for his father duke to fall, let Louis cover his face in the middle of the night and beat the bastard up?

The Lich glanced at his servant, and sure enough, those sky blue eyes were about to burst into flames.

It seems that there is no need to deliberately arrange to vent your anger, the perfect servant is to share the same hatred with the master!

"Thank you, Willin... um..." Finally, when it was time to be alone, the Lich deliberately expressed the ambivalence of longing for some closeness, but unwilling to call the other party a surname that he could not get.

Of course, the illegitimate son Lawrence knows his origin. He wants to see what kind of lies Victor will concoct. To explain the house arrest and cold reception for more than ten years is also one of the highlights of this game.

"If I have the honor of being called by your name──" He moved a little closer and said in a lowered voice, and blinked his eyes thinking he had a tacit understanding.

In fact, Victor is always in the circle of high-class ladies, not just because of his background, he does have his charming skills, but the Lich doesn't buy it.

"Can, is it possible?" The lich was disguised by the bewitching spell to look like his predecessor's sapphire blue eyes gleamed with joy, a kind of joy of being recognized, which seemed to make his fair little face shine from the heart.

"Victor...you all know a lot, I can't keep up with the topic at all."

The arrogant and stupid child was completely fascinated, and began to complain softly—the soul of the lich, who had no flaws in his acting skills, vomited in his body, and decided to return to the bottomless abyss one day, and use a skeleton to perform for his instructor.

"You've just been away for too long." Victor gently stroked Lawrence's blond hair, said in a low voice, there seemed to be countless guilt in his dark eyes-began, his most important performance.

"I'm sorry... Before that day, I didn't know you existed... I almost had a fight with my mother later. She went too far, and you didn't do anything wrong."

There is never right or wrong when it comes to inheritance rights in the aristocratic world, but Victor, who plays the caring big brother, can even sell his mother, let alone tell a fib.

Victor had already figured it out a long time ago. To some extent, he would not only play with this boy, but also win him over, and then admit him to a certain extent—after all, the most embarrassing thing for the illegitimate son of Lawrence to enter the upper class was not him, but It's the same as the illegitimate child