Chapter 13: Personal Butler

The ebony cane knocked gently on the ground. Ster’s blue eyes swept over the two, and his voice was full of gentleness as he said, “Your Excellencies, if there are any matters, please, let’s have them tomorrow.”

After saying that, he also courteously slightly bowed, saluted, and snapped the door shut.

Joel, Herrick: ……

The two looked at each other, and Herrick gritted his teeth, “How could a stranger suddenly appear inside?!”

Joel was also eager to ask. He looked up at the locked door and turned around, ready to go to Ilir: “Herrick, wait here while I report this to the chief and the steward.”

Behind the door, Ster held his glasses with a graceful posture, and his long thin chain swayed slightly. He raised a kind smile, and his eyes fell on Qiao Xingnan, who was sitting at the table.

This is his new master.

Unlike Zero, who only had one previous master, Ster had four masters before being drawn out by Qiao Xingnan, each with their own shortcomings.

Of course, as a gentleman, even if he was sent back to the card pool by his previous owner, Ster wouldn’t crack down in front of the other cards. That would be too inelegant. Instead, he would only use the mildest voice to snark at those four owners in person when he was sent away.

This new master seemed a little different from the ones he had before.

“Uncle Ster, come and sit down!”

The dark-haired man lowered his voice and waved his hand, calling him over with a big smile.

This was the first time that Ster was called uncle by a human.

Ster’s expression remained unchanged, and he sat at the table calmly. Then, he saw Qiao Xingnan give a thumbs up and praise him sincerely, “Uncle Ster, you’re really too classy!”

Natural acting, without any sense of violation.

Hearing the compliment, Ster smiled reservedly.

Ster was aware of the current situation.

In short, his fifth master was an emperor with a false identity, and the tyrant would come to the manor the day after tomorrow. If their identity was discovered, death awaited them.

All he had to do was to follow his new master’s script and play it out to seek a silver lining.

His new master was really pitiful.

Ster thought lovingly, but if you look closely, you will find that there was not much emotion in his eyes.

With an elegant smile, he listened to the new young master say, “Uncle Ster’s acting skills are as good as Zero’s. The part from the trial scene just now can be perfectly used in the official script.”

“Is Zero good at acting?”

Ster was surprised. The puppet race was the most foolish and loyal card race, but it was also the most rigid. It was the first time he knew that a puppet could act.

“Master, help, Zero.”

At this time, Zero had long removed his hood, revealing the handsome face. His voice was still stuttered, and his expression was a little stiff.

Qiao Xingnan patted Zero’s shoulder, “I didn’t help too much because you yourself are very good that we can successfully live to this day.”

Hearing the master’s compliment, Zero’s stiff face seemed to have little fluctuation. Still, if you look closely, you will find the tiny curvature at the corner of his mouth.

Zero loved to be complimented.

Of course, he had never been complimented before he met Qiao Xingnan.

This new master had a very sweet mouth.

Ster looked at Zero’s expression, and a dark aura flashed in his azure eyes, which was hidden in the blink of an eye in those loving and forgiving smiling eyes.

“Master has worked hard during this time.”

“It’s nothing hard or not, it’s all about living.” Qiao Xingnan rubbed his nose, and he looked to Ster, “Uncle Ster, you do not need to call me master. Just call me by my name directly.”

Before, Qiao Xingnan had also wanted to let Zero not call him master, feeling strange. However, the other side recognized that the master is the master, so even if you call the master “emperor” in front of others, he still always called him master privately.

Qiao Xingnan was helpless and let him be.

“How can this be.”

Ster frowned, and his ebony cane knocked on the ground with a clicking sound, “It is too impolite to call the master by his name directly.”

“As a qualified gentleman, I hope you will not say such words again. It is not only disrespectful to your status but also a questioning of my character as a gentleman.”

Qiao Xingnan did not expect his words to get such a violent reaction from the other party. Seeing that the other party was about to say something else, he hurriedly shouted to stop, “OK, Uncle Ster can call me whatever he wants.”

“By the way, Uncle Ster, that ‘Fight for Dignity’ skill of yours, can you tell me in detail about it? In the future, if I have the opportunity, I will add it to the script.” Qiao Xingnan very stiffly changed the topic.

Hearing Qiao Xingnan ask this question, Ster’s expression eased, and he said warmly, “Ah, that skill needs to rely on my cane. When insulted, my force, as well as intelligence, will increase…”

Seeing that the other party was not dwelling on the matter of name calling, Qiao Xingnan secretly sighed with relief and turned his head to take out his own book to remember Ster’s skill.

Although it can’t be activated until Level 3, it can be prepared in advance.

Qiao Xingnan finished noting Ster’s skills and immediately turned his head to perfect his script. Uncle Ster fits the image of the emperor’s personal butler. As someone who knows the emperor’s habits, he can once again deepen others’ impressions of him.

At the other end, Ilir held a gemstone and talked to the butler.

“This came from that one?”

The steward frowned and surveyed the gemstone in his hand. Under the light, the gem that emitted a faint red fluorescence was crystal clear and beautiful.

Ilir hmmed, then continued in a deep voice: “If he was sent by another country, what exactly was the intention of letting him enter Arilance at such a cost?”

“Which empire is behind him after all?”

The steward handed the gem back to Ilir, the lines on his face deep, “Did you encounter anything strange while you were out?”

Strange? Ilir remembered the brother and sister they had met at the entrance of the alley.

Ilir gave the steward a full account of the incident and then said, “The brother and sister, I had someone check them out after I returned to the manor, and there was no problem with their origins.”

This was increasingly puzzling, and if so, what exactly did the siblings have that warranted the other’s attention.

“The people who investigated before had said that he seemed to be looking for something, was he looking for his family?” Ilir speculated.

The steward pondered and was just about to call the person who investigated to come and ask something when he heard a knock on the door.

The two looked at each other with a premonition in their hearts. When they opened the door and saw that it was Joel, they released a sigh, and sure enough, it was still the restless crook who had come looking for trouble.

“What’s going on on his end again?”

Joel quickly recounted the scene he and Herrick saw, then said, “The stranger was wearing a tuxedo, a little older, not at all like the white-robed man. He was able to come to the manor without alerting the knights on guard.”

“Only a flash of red light appeared?”

Ilir sounded a bit blank. His heart suddenly had an absurd guess, and he could not help but look at the steward.

The steward was also a bit silent when he heard the words, and after a moment, he spat out the words: “Magic scroll.”

Only magic scrolls can summon others from a distance without alerting the knights of the manor.

However, magic scrolls of this attribute are priceless and very rare, so ordinary people can’t buy them at all. Even the emperor of their Arilance will rarely use them.

Because using one means having one less.

Ilir frowned tightly, “I’ll go and see that one.”

Before he left with Joel, the steward stopped them first, “Wait, since the other side said to not disturb their emperor’s rest, there is nothing to ask at night. In the morning, we will go together.”

Go to meet the stranger who was summoned over. In the end, what conspiracy is there?