At night, the central building of the manor was still brightly lit, and lanterns were hung in other places, and the servants' day's work was not over.

If it were usual, the buildings in the manor only needed to be cleaned casually, and it would not take long to take care of the remaining farms and ranches. But now it is a special period. In order to provide military expenses, the manor has expanded production and now it takes twice as much time to take care of, which has also doubled the construction period of the servants.

The servants had no complaints about this situation, so they felt that they were valuable to the nobles.

Although people like them are not called nobles at all, as long as they stay in the manor of the noble family, they feel that their status is at least higher than that of the common people.

Daniel returned to the manor to say hello to Emile and the others, so he left early this morning. Moswood stayed in the military camp for a long time, and in the end, the only one who stayed in the manor was Lydia.

Although there was only one master left in need of service, these servants were reluctant, different from what Lydia thought. What most servants hate most was not that Daniel, who never looked at them directly, but that she did not know that there was something different about her. They were very good at disguising themselves, so Lydia never realized that she was hated.

At this time, in the kitchen of the manor, a middle-aged woman in her thirties was preparing dinner for Lydia and two guests, the head maid here.

Logically speaking, there are more than twenty maids in the manor. Even if Phyllis, who is usually responsible for Lydia's meal, is killed, there is still Margaret. As a result, the captain maid still takes over this matter because she looks down on Margaret's commoner background and does not trust other young maids.

The head maid often complained about Lydia behind her back, saying that she was used to being a commoner, so she always did something unethical. The other maids regarded her as a senior and only knew to agree with her.

When Phyllis was killed last night, she was the first to arrive, and then expressed doubts about Emile and the others.

As a captain maid, she is already young enough. After all, her last term was about the same age as Joelson when she became a captain maid. This is not unrelated to her hard work and proficiency in business. Of course, the most important thing is that she has an ambiguous relationship with Joelson, who is the butler.

This incident has spread among the servants, and only the owners of the manor do not know that although the two are more than twenty years apart, almost all the servants think they are very compatible because they are the two most capable people in the manor.

About an hour later, the maid made a full table of dishes with her skillful cooking skills, and then placed them next to the stove to keep them warm.

She is different from other servants. She only needs to focus on kitchen affairs, which means she can get off work early, but as a senior maid, she must do more things, such as what seasonings are missing in the kitchen, and needs to be purchased as soon as possible, and what dishes should be made for tomorrow's breakfast, etc.

After doing this, the captain maid left the kitchen with satisfaction and stood outside and looked forward to Lydia coming back to eat soon, so that she could do the dishes as soon as possible.

The maid is used to arrange daily affairs clearly, and young maids naturally cannot do this. They always relax when they should relax, but they are too nervous when they should be nervous, which leads to chaos and inappropriate things.

At this time, the maids completed their jobs and went to help manage the farm and ranch. The only person who was idle was the maid. However, when she saw that Lydia had not come back, she was a little bored. She suddenly remembered that she had asked Margaret to wash clothes alone before, and she didn't know how it was.

The clothes should have been washed by three maids, but in order to make things difficult for Margaret, the maid deliberately ordered her to wash them alone, and warned her that if she reported to Lydia, they would squeeze her away.

It doesn't mean that servants like her are willing to stay in the manor, but it doesn't mean that they really like the job. Most of the time they are bored, and bullying newcomers or unspeakable guys become their greatest pleasure.

The laundry room was less than a hundred meters away from the kitchen, so the maid walked slowly over.

She quietly pushed open the door and looked inside. Strangely, she was not seeing Margaret next to the hills of clothes. She was puzzled, but she quickly understood what was going on.

"This little girl is not lazy, right? It's really in line with her commoner identity."

The maid immediately rushed in angrily. However, she thought Margaret would hide in the corner and sleep, but she could not see a figure in the entire laundry room. It was quiet inside and even her own breathing could be heard.

"Okay, this guy is really brave and dares to get off work early."

The maid came to the center of the room and suddenly found a huge pattern on the wooden floor, with round overall shapes, inside them with some interlaced and indescribable patterns.

She suspected that it was Margaret's painting here. If this was the case, then this guy would have caused a big disaster, because it was obviously something that damaged the manor, and she now had reason to drive Margaret out.

So the captain maid smiled happily, which seemed to be a very happy thing for her, although no maid could threaten her status.

However, just as she was about to leave the room, a green light suddenly burst out from the pattern, and the dazzling light swallowed her body in an instant.

The head maid didn't understand what was going on, so she staggered and sat on the ground. At this time, the green light around her disappeared, and replaced by a vast grassland in front of her.

“What’s going on?”

The maid asked in surprise, but no one responded to her, and the surroundings were quiet.

She looked at the grassland and thoughts for some reason that she returned to her childhood. At that time, she was just a daughter of a commoner family and lived on the vast plains in the eastern part of the empire, where most of the areas were grasslands.

Because her family was so poor that she couldn't bear the blame, her parents sold her to a noble family as a servant. Although she was finally able to rely on her own labor for compensation, she still hated her parents and thought that they had abandoned her. So she no longer cared about them and never sent a penny of the money she earned.

Years have passed, she has long forgotten that she still has her family living in the grassland, but now she doesn't know what's going on, but she actually sees the grassland in her hometown again. Before she knows it, her eyes are full of tears. It seems that the longing has finally overcome the hatred for her parents.

At this moment, she suddenly felt a coldness in her chest, as if something had pierced into her body, and then some liquid was flowing on her body. She looked at the sky and found that it was raining, so she no longer felt strange.

But gradually, her thoughts began to blur, and everything in front of her was like a faded landscape painting, and the light became darker and darker, and in the end she completely lost consciousness.

The maid fell heavily to the ground, no longer breathing, with a short sword inserted in the center of her chest, but a peaceful expression on her face, just like Phyllis' death last night.

After a while, Margaret pushed the door open and she saw the maid lying on the ground covered in blood. She was stunned for a moment, then screamed, attracting the servants around her.

...

On the other side, Lydia is taking Emil and Sain back to the manor.

Before Emil left the workshop, he took away the two swords that had been forged today. Although Lydia looked down on it, for them, this was the first work and had irreplaceable memorial significance.

"Haha, are you really sure you want to keep these two swords and give me the sword you made tomorrow?"

Lydia asked with interest when she saw the two of them pretending to be a treasure.

"Oh, you don't understand, it's memorable to us," explained Sain.

"Yes," Emil nodded, "You have helped us so much these days, so we have to express it. And we don't have to go to the battlefield for the time being. It's useless to have such a good sword. Let's leave it to those who need it."

"Oh, so that's it."

Lydia nodded and couldn't help looking at Emil with admir.

"Ah, Lydia, there's something I have to complain to you." Emil suddenly became serious.

"Oh? But it's okay to say it." Lydia was quite generous and signaled him to say it even though she said.

"You asked Margaret to get us clothes last night?"

"Well, that's right, then?" Lydia asked inexplicably.

"Then it was something that made us very angry. Margaret actually said that we would see us change our clothes with our own eyes, and that you ordered her." Emil said angrily.

"What?"

Lydia was extremely surprised because she had never given such an order.

"Hmm? You don't know about your tone?" Emil felt strange.

"This...ahhaha, of course I know it. It was indeed my order, otherwise, a person as introverted as Margaret would not dare to make such a request."

Lydia said with a smile, and she was slashing the back of her head as she said, very suspicious.

Emil naturally saw it at a glance. Lydia must have not given such an order. It should be Margaret's own decision. He couldn't understand why Lydia lies. Could it be that she intended to help Margaret?

"Is that?" Emil expressed doubts.

"Of course, when did I lied to you?"

"……All right."

Emil had to give up. Although he didn't understand, he was not the kind of person who didn't understand the world.

"Oh, that's your fault. Lydia, you should know that there are other reasons for men and women. Although we don't mind, Margaret is a girl. You embarrass her too much."

Sain seemed to have no idea that Lydia was lying and criticized her earnestly.

"Haha, sorry, I just wanted to make a joke with you." Lydia scratched her head and smirked.

"This joke is too big. No, you have to compensate us." Sain refused to give in.

"Ah? Didn't you say you didn't mind? And it's the thing that bothered me that Margaret was right, how did it make you compensate you?" Lydia continued as he said.

"I don't care. We have also suffered mental damage anyway. When we were suspected last night, didn't you promise to compensate us? Then you should also remember this matter."

"Oh, okay, okay, remember it for you." Lydia shook her head helplessly.

Then, the three of them continued to chat in the carriage, and they couldn't help laughing happily when they were having fun.

Until they returned to the manor and saw the servants surrounding the laundry room in chaos, their mood suddenly became heavy.

Lydia knew what had happened before the servant could report to her, and someone must have been killed again.

Lydia walked over with a heavy heart, and the servants moved away, until the butler Joelson walked out of the room and stood in front of Lydia.

"Miss Lydia, our chief maid is killed." Joelson said this with obvious grief.

"I get it," Lydia reached out and patted his shoulder to comfort him, and then said, "You can take two guests to the dining first, and leave it to me."

However, Joelson was unhappy when he heard this. His lover died, but he could not help him with it. Instead, he wanted to entertain the two common people.

If it were in the past, even if he was reluctant, he would obey his master's orders, but now his heart is full of sadness and no one will take it seriously.

"Miss Lydia, I'm sorry to be unable to obey. The captain maid is mine... I'm an old colleague, I must find the murderer myself."

"Tsk, so, do I have no right to give orders in this manor?" Lydia was not happy.

Joelson was silent, but he had no intention of giving in.

Seeing the atmosphere becoming awkward, Margaret stood up and persuaded.

"Miss Lydia, please let him do it. You don't know that the captain maid is his lover. He is too sad, so he offended you."

"What?" Lydia looked unbelievable and came back to her senses for a long time. "So that's the case. I'm too slow, Joelson, sorry."

"It's okay, thank you for your understanding."

Joelson was not angry. After all, he looked down on Lydia from the bottom of his heart. How could he have seen him as much as he did?

Afterwards, Margaret volunteered to lead Emil and Sain to dinner, while Lydia and Joelson decided to stay and continue to investigate.

The incident of a murder case spread in the manor for two consecutive days, and there was no clue at all in the investigation, and the servants suddenly became panicked. After all, the two dead were servants here, and maybe it was their turn next.

Emil felt that there was something terrible in this manor, but he just didn't know what it was. He considered that it might be a monster, but the possibility was very small, because monsters would kill people indiscriminately. How could it be that only two people could be killed in this place full of humans?

He really wanted to participate in the investigation. Even if he couldn't find the murderer, he could contribute his own strength. However, as long as Lydia was there, he could not let go, so he could only helplessly.

While Emil and Sain were having a meal, Margaret stood beside him, with a relaxed and comfortable expression, which was in sharp contrast to the nervous servants outside.

"By the way, Margaret, you don't seem to be worried about the murder at all," Emil said his question.

"Haha, that's not something I should worry about," Margaret said with a smile. "I just need to take good care of Miss Lydia. Since you are Miss Lydia's friends, I will treat you the same attitude. As for other things, it has nothing to do with me."

Emil was speechless, thinking that although this maid was introverted and not good at speaking, she was a sensible person.
Chapter completed!