Chapter 513： Old White

After the servant left, Narant pushed open the door directly, and what caught his eye was Bessie, who was huddled in the corner like a frightened rabbit.

Seeing this, Narant immediately hung up a genial smile and tried to look as friendly as possible.

"Is your name Bessie?"

"Yes...Yes...Lord Lord!" Bessie nodded timidly.

"Bessie, don't be nervous, my lord, I brought you and your grandfather to the castle not to hurt you, but to let you live a better life!" Narant reassured.

The girl heard that Narant's tone was so soft and her expression was kind, and the tension on her face subsided a little.

"Bessie, you have just recovered from your illness. You must have not eaten lunch yet. My lord, there is a sweet and delicious cream cake here. Come and try it. It is made with milk and honey!"

Narant did not immediately take out the potion teacup. Instead, he lit up the small porcelain plate he had taken from the kitchen. There was a small square cake with cream on it, and the top of the small cake was decorated with a Small grapes.

After Bessie saw the cream cake, although she had never heard of it before, she could imagine the deliciousness of the cake from the two hints of milk and honey, and she swallowed unconsciously.

"Come on, come and sit here, my lord!"

"Yes...Yes, Lord Lord!" She was still a girl, she couldn't resist Lord Lord's enhanced affinity and the temptation of cream cakes. Bessie timidly and obediently came to the edge of the sofa.

However, the girl must not dare to sit down, and Narant is not forcing it. It will take a long time to come, and these things also need to be done step by step.

"Come on, eat! After eating, I will talk to you again!" Narant slowly handed the cake to the girl in front of him.

goo goo goo...

Coming so close, the scent of cream cake had entered Bessie's nostrils.

In the face of this unprecedented sweet taste, her little belly growled in disappointment.

Immediately, his face turned red, and he buried his head in his chest and whispered, "Thank... Thank you, Lord!"

After speaking, he timidly took the porcelain plate.

"Eat it!" Narant nodded, like a weird uncle who coaxed little Lolita.

And Bessie finally couldn't stand the attraction of the cream cake, and carefully started to eat with the small fork on it.

"Hmm!" When the cream cake entered, the little girl's body trembled obviously. Obviously, this unprecedented deliciousness was beyond her imagination.

"Eat it! Eat more if it's delicious, and you can eat more food in the castle in the future."

Bessie did not answer, although she had ten thousand doubts in her heart, why did the Lord treat her so well.

But as a serf, she is even the property of the lord, so there is nothing to worry about, as long as she can be with her grandfather, then she will be satisfied.

Soon, the girl finished eating the cream cake, and after such a meal, her defenses have been lowered a lot.

Narant then smiled and said: "Bessie, do you know why I brought you and your grandfather to the castle?"

Hearing this, the girl lowered her head and shook her head.

"Then take a look at your own eyes now!" Narant handed over a bronze mirror, which was so polished that it was no different from the mirror in his previous life.

The price is naturally very touching, one gold coin per piece.

Bessie didn't understand what Narant meant, but she still took the bronze mirror and looked at her own eyes.

This was the first time she had seen her face so clearly, clearer than the usual reflections she could only see in the water.

However, when she saw her big eyes, she suddenly trembled, and panic appeared on her face.

She finally knew why her grandfather kept begging for mercy from the lord.

"My... my lord, I... I am the daughter of doom!" Bessie almost lost her footing.

"Don't be afraid, Bessie, you are not the daughter of bad luck, but the daughter of luck, you will not bring bad luck to the territory, but will bring luck to the adults!" Narant immediately supported the girl when she saw the turn.

"Lucky?" Bessie was slightly confused.

"That's right, you've met the doctor girl before. Her name is Vinnie, and she's a lucky girl just like you!"

"You lucky girls, each of you has the gift of God's gift, Vinnie's talent is to heal, to be able to help people see a doctor!"

"Talent?" Vinnie was still ignorant, but her mind that was about to collapse because she became the daughter of doom was slightly stabilized.

"Yes, but before that, you still need an adult to give you a magical potion. After drinking it, you will no longer attract dark creatures, and you can live safely and happily!"

"Bessie, would you drink it? Let you and your grandfather have a better life!"

"Wish...will!" Bessie was only fifteen or sixteen years old. Naturally, it was impossible for him to understand what Narant said in a short period of time. However, because of Narant's majesty and instinctive desire to survive, he nodded subconsciously. .

"Very good! Bessie, you drank this cup of potion!" Narant recurved a wooden cup.

"Yes...Yes, Lord Lord!" Bessie took the potion in a daze, but did not dare to refuse, and then drank the potion under the watchful eye of Narant.

After drinking the potion, Bessie fell into a deep sleep as usual.

"It's done!" Narant raised the corners of his mouth, and this lucky girl was already in the bag.

Later, he will let the big sister Vivian come up to guard.

With Vivian's person who is quite a good sister, it is appropriate to bring this fifth lucky daughter into the castle.

"Then, let's go and see what happened to her grandfather now!" Thinking, Narant left the study and went downstairs after closing the door.

The reason why Narant brought the old serf to the castle, except that he was Bessie's grandfather, was because he felt that the seemingly insignificant old serf might have some secrets.

Because there were various indications that when Vinnie had a fever, the old serf might have known what would happen to his granddaughter.

And such a thing, even Lord Narant, is unlikely to think of it.

After all, things like fever can happen to people, so who can think about the lucky girl right away?

Even when Shirley was awakened, Rose didn't think it was a common fever, and went to find herbal medicine to treat Shirley herself.

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Going downstairs, outside the hall where the old serf was imprisoned, there was a big stone and another barbarian guard. Narant directly sent the two and entered the room.

"Lord Lord, where is Bessie? Please forgive Bessie. We are willing to leave your territory immediately and will not bring any bad luck to your territory!"

Before Narant could speak, the old serf immediately knelt in front of him and begged out when he saw him enter the door.

"Bessie is fine now, get up and answer me a few questions first!" Seeing this, Narant immediately spoke to him just to reveal the secret behind this old serf, Narant Instead of immediately telling the story of the lucky girl, she deliberately pretended to be majestic.

"Yes, yes, Lord Lord!" After hearing that his granddaughter was fine, the old White finally felt more at ease, then stood up and respectfully followed Narant to the edge of the sofa.

"Sit down!" Narant pointed to the wooden chair beside him.

"Lord Lord, the villain can just stand!" Old White immediately shook his head.

"Alright, what's your name!" Narant didn't force it.

"Go back to the lord, the youngest is called White!"

"Well, old White, now that I ask you a question, you must answer truthfully!"

"Yes, my lord!"

"Well, let's talk about it first! How do you know that Bessie can become the daughter of doom after she has a fever?" Narant didn't want to go around in circles, and began to ask the subject, "Don't deny, your lie can't fool me! "

Narant solemnly warned.