MTL - Don’t Confiscate My Citizenship

 Chapter 674 Lanqi’s price/performance ratio is too high

 Two days later.

 The House of Count Baptiste.

In the capital of Paris, the August noon sun made the air on the stone-paved streets slightly distorted, and a vehicle slowly stopped in front of this mansion located in a prosperous area.

This is a mansion passed down from generation to generation by the Baptiste family. The morning glory iron gate in front of it has been coated with a light layer of rust over time. The tall poplar trees on both sides of the gate guard the solemnity and tranquility of this garden like guards. .

 A blond girl got out of the car.

 She was wearing a thin summer dress with no sleeves, forming a perfect line from her shoulders to her neatly manicured nails.

 The loose design looks very airy and light.

 Must be due to her daily exercise, her slightly exposed figure is ideal.

 She has not been home for a month.

Her name is Christina, and she is the eldest daughter of the family. In addition to a brother who is five years older than her, she also has a younger sister and cousins ​​who also live with them.

 Christina came back as soon as she had the chance.

"good."

 It can be said that Count Baptiste's House is a quite large family.

As she grew older and communicated with peers, Christina gradually realized that some of her family’s behaviors and habits were stupid.

 “It’s so beautiful.”

 Public holidays in the Kingdom of Aloran are generally one week long. Counting the previous weekend, there are a total of nine days of holidays.

There is also the academic visit to Icerita last year where only half of the people came back.

Christina proudly raised the back of her hand and gently waved her long blond hair.

Today is Saturday, and her family is most likely at home.

 She felt like she was reborn in the new environment.

“By the way, it seems that Senior Sister Kallen is also coming to Posen Kingdom to take the platinum level card maker exam. I wonder if there is a chance to meet her.”

The air of Parrieux was filled with flowers at noon in summer, caressing Christina's face for the first time in a long time.

 It was a public holiday, so she came back.

 Of course I miss Huadu Parrieux every moment.

　　Everyone no longer has any prejudice against her. Instead, it is the manners she has developed since childhood that make them think she is a real fair lady.

 As expected, everything is human-made.

“Miss, the master and his wife are at home. It’s lunch time now. They’re not sure what time you’ll arrive and they’re not waiting for you. But if you go to the restaurant now, you should be able to eat directly.”

 As long as she works hard, she can definitely become a countess with excellent reputation.

 For this reason, she chose to study abroad in the Kingdom of Aloran.

Even though the reputation of Count Baptiste’s family in the local area has never been very good, they enjoy inexhaustible glory and wealth relying on their ancestors’ achievements and inheritance.

certainly.

 She believed that her family must still be as lovely as ever.

One day she will be able to get rid of her bad reputation as a scoundrel.

 Have doted on her since she was a child.

The dean of the Ikerite Sage Academy is also a scandal-ridden person. The scandals are constantly going back and forth, and there are more and more outrageous news.

 But her family members have always been very kind to her.

Christina loves her family very much.

It is said that the student union of Icerita College is a group of unimaginable beasts, capable of anything.

Christina nodded.

 “Hardly, if anything, there is a new steward.”

Christina said to herself while carrying a small suitcase.

 This led to her being known locally as the villainous daughter Christina Baptiste.

 This month's campus life has made her very comfortable.

In their Aloran Royal Academy, the third-year gold-level card maker senior is quite popular. She is sought after and loved by many people. She is also the little angel type woman that Christina aspires to be.

Christina heard a lot about the deeds of her seniors soon after she entered school.

Last month, she went to the Kingdom of Aloran in the east to study in the first grade of Aloran Royal Academy.

The maid said.

“No problem, by the way, are there any changes in the house this month?”

 In a short time, the driver who brought her back had already unloaded the larger suitcase, and the familiar maids also greeted her and took over her luggage.

After much deliberation, Christina did not choose to study in the turbulent Icerita College, but chose the Aloran Royal College with a relatively stable reputation.

If you skip school for two more days, you can have an eleven-day long vacation, and you will have plenty of time to return to Posen Kingdom.

Christina and the maid were chatting and laughing. When they walked into the courtyard, a neat row of flowers came into view.

From the passionate red roses to the fresh blue wind chimes, each one is swaying in the summer wind. The paths are separated by carefully trimmed hedges, making every step they take feel like they are in a fairy tale world.

 In the mansion in the distance, flowers carved from stone are blooming on the intricately carved window frames and balcony railings. Every detail is a reflection of the craftsman’s exquisite skills and the wealth and splendor of the owner.

Looking at her family's mansion in the distance, Christina's heart was filled with warmth and excitement.

Although the life of studying abroad in the Kingdom of Aloran is fulfilling, every time I think of this home, I can't suppress the sense of belonging that surges up in my heart.

 Soon she returned to Count Baptiste's mansion.

Through a series of corridors and doorways, she walked straight into the spacious dining room on the first floor of the mansion.

This is a room of hundreds of square meters filled with the light fragrance of classical furniture. The tall windows bring soft natural light, which reflects on the tablecloths and silverware. A long dining table is placed in the center, and the table is filled with Poisson-style delicacies, fine light and shadow dancing on the tableware, and the crisp sound of clinking porcelain add a bit of vitality to the quiet afternoon.

"I'm back."

Christina smiled and waved to the family members in the living room.

The family is sitting around the dining table, with the father sitting at the head, the mother, brother and younger sister sitting on one side, and the uncle and cousins ​​sitting on the other side.

　　　…”

Two seconds later, the restaurant was still so quiet. The family members at the long table just glanced at her, smiled at her, and then continued to eat.

  She was not given a warm welcome by everyone as she expected.

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Christina didn’t know if there was something wrong with the way she entered.

 “Christina, sit down.”

 Her father, Count Baptiste, gave her simple instructions.

"okay."

Christina was stunned for a moment, then came to her senses, pulled out the seat next to her younger sister and sat down.

As soon as she sat down, the maid who received the instructions brought her tableware.

 Everything seems normal.

The whole family maintained the dignified etiquette at the dinner table. No one got up, but calmly welcomed her return, as if they were imitating some kind of elegance.

This unexpected calmness made Christina feel suspicious, and she couldn't help but wonder whether she had missed a new family rule.

 “By the way, who is this?”

Christina's eyes inadvertently swept to the side of the restaurant and asked her father at the main seat.

  She noticed men wearing butler uniforms that she had never seen before, standing by the wall of the restaurant, as if waiting for their orders and ready to serve them at any time.

That was a handsome and gentle young man with brown hair, and his emerald green eyes exuded an approachable temperament.

“Mr. Rocky McCarthy, our new butler.”

Count Baptiste replied briefly.

　　　…”

Christina felt that not only her father, but also other members of the family would subconsciously glance at Butler Lodge when they were preparing to speak or make decisions, as if they were worried about offending him.

This steward's status in the family is far higher than that of ordinary servants, and he can even influence the behavior of family members.

Even though Christina was full of questions, she still remained polite at the dinner table and carefully observed the family and things around her, trying to find answers from these details.

The housekeeper seemed to be aware of her curiosity about him, and occasionally cast a friendly glance.

 Lunch progressed slowly in this delicate atmosphere.

Christina couldn’t tell what was wrong.

 But I always feel a little nervous.

Just as she was trying to adapt to the too quiet dining table atmosphere.

 A small accident suddenly broke this thin layer of calm.

　　　Bang.

Christina’s uncle, a gentleman whom she considered to be elegant and unhurried, inadvertently knocked over the glass of water in front of him.

It seemed that because of the exchange between her and the housekeeper, the housekeeper's eyes passed through her uncle's side several times, and his uncle also became nervous.

 Clear water spread quickly on the table.

 Everyone in the family cast their eyes on him.

 Including Christina.

This was nothing, but she didn't expect her uncle to make such a mistake.

 What she didn’t expect was.

 The uncle's face instantly turned pale.

In panic, he stood up from his chair, almost as an instinctive reaction, bowed his head deeply to the brown-haired and green-eyed butler, and apologized repeatedly in a trembling voice:

 “I’m very sorry, please forgive me for my carelessness.”

His attitude was not like an apology to a servant, but more like a sincere fear in the face of an elder with extremely high authority.

Christina’s eyes widened, and the air in the entire restaurant seemed to freeze.

 She looked at the other family members in shock.

But.

 No one in her family said anything, their expressions were complicated.

 “Mr. Lodge, I’m really sorry!”

The uncle quickly knelt on the ground and confessed tremblingly to Butler Lodge.

"it does not matter."

With a gentle smile, the butler knelt down to help his uncle, quickly cleared the table, put a napkin on him, and asked him to continue eating.

"have a good meal."

Although his voice was not loud, it conveyed an irresistible majesty that made the uncle seem to want to obey his instructions involuntarily.

Then, I saw a happy smile blooming on my uncle's face, and he sat back in his seat and began to eat happily, just like a child who was encouraged by the teacher.

 The butler with brown hair and green eyes just retreated to the wall again.

  “…?!”

At this moment, Christina felt unprecedented panic and confusion.

　　It was obviously noon in summer, but she felt chilled all over, and her back was subconsciously tense.

what on earth is it?

The entire dining room was filled with a strange atmosphere, as if it was not the home she was familiar with, but some evil presence had come, polluting this cozy home, turning Count Baptiste's house into the evil god's dinner plate.

It was obvious that something was wrong, but no one else in the family thought there was anything wrong with the uncle and the housekeeper, and they were still enjoying their lunch happily.

 The restaurant was so quiet that Christina could not sit still.

At best, her family seems to have been deeply purified in their hearts, gained true peace, and found faith. At worst, it seems that their mental state has completely changed!

 She even suspected that all of her family had become cultists!

 When Christina looked towards the wall again.

The butler with brown hair and green eyes stood back to his original position, waiting for everyone's orders. He was like a puppet master behind the curtain, silently smiling as he watched his dolls stage a family dinner drama.

Christina didn’t dare to say anything.

 Just suppress the timidity in my heart, try to think on the bright side, and accept the facts.

 At least this is the city center of Huatu Parrieux.

If someone openly entered their count's house to commit murder, I'm afraid the entire Huadu security would be compromised.

 The clock on the wall said just before one o'clock in the afternoon.

　　Count Baptiste’s family had finished lunch.

 As usual, everyone gradually left the dining room and went to do their own things.

The family members dispersed at this moment, making Christina feel like normal again, and her heartbeat slowed down.

The housekeeper named Rocky also started his work, directing the afternoon work of the servants in the house.

Although Christina feels that the danger is not that great.

 But she always felt that something was wrong with this home.

The weird feeling I had at lunch just now is not without problems at all!

Just thinking about those emerald green pupils made her skin crawl.

On the first floor of the mansion, Christina walked casually, glancing at her father and mother who were still sitting in the dining room from the corner of her eye.

 They were chatting with Butler Lodge after dinner.

Christina couldn't hear what they were talking about.

However, my father would smile happily at Butler Lodge, as if he had found a soulmate, and my mother's cheeks would turn slightly red because of his praise.

 After a while, Butler Rocky walked out of the dining room.

 Her brother Kyle found a butler again.

 “Mr. Lodge, do you have time this afternoon?”

"certainly."

“Then I’ll make an appointment with you.”

 “No problem, let me see the work schedule.”

Christina watched in disbelief as the housekeeper and her brother walked by and headed to the second floor.

Even my brother, who had always been a playboy, became like a gentleman. He treated him respectfully and called him teacher.

The elder brother followed the housekeeper like a student and a professor, chatting about academic topics while walking.

She thought to herself that she hadn't been back for only a month!

 Then, the younger sister and her cousins ​​gathered around Rocky again, clamoring for him to play with them.

 Rocky started coaxing everyone again.

far away.

 “How many days has Mr. Rocky McCarthy been here to work?”

Christina quickly waved to call the maid in the living room, looked at the back of the housekeeper in the distance and asked.

 “Three days.”

The green-haired demon maid bowed slightly and responded,

"Two and a half days to be precise? Mr. Lodge was brought back by Master Kyle at noon the day before yesterday."

The demon maid who waited on her looked at the clock and added.

　　　　

Christina’s scalp felt numb as if she had seen an evil god.

 At this moment, Butler Rocky turned around.

 It seemed that all this was seen by Butler Lodge, and there seemed to be eyes on his back.

　　The housekeeper’s gaze met Christina’s.

Christina quickly lowered her head to hide her trembling eyes.

 “Master Kyle, please excuse me.”

Butler Lodge and the blond young earl next to him apologized, and at the same time touched the heads of his younger brothers and sisters.

 “No problem, go ahead.”

 Master Kyle patted Butler Lodge's arm casually.

So the housekeeper walked towards Christina in the living room.

 “Miss Christina, are you okay?”

Butler Rocky walked down the wide stairs on the second floor and came to the living room and asked Christina and the maid.

"fine."

Christina looked at the housekeeper warily and said.

 She subconsciously constructed magic that could counter mental attacks in advance.

“Miss Christina, first of all, I am not a spiritual mage.”

Butler Rocky smiled helplessly,

“If you think I am suspected of using magic in my house, you can take your family members for a checkup. I will not stop you.”

 He said slightly sadly.

　　　…”

Christina was slightly embarrassed when she was discovered to have magic on her body.

After all, she has gone to school and has some understanding of spiritual magic.

If you want to achieve true mental control, it is millions of times more difficult than simply controlling the body with your mind.

Moreover, this kind of mind-control magic is not only of extremely high rank and grade, but also has strict prerequisites. If it is activated in the residential area of ​​​​Huadu Parrieux, it will definitely trigger a surveillance barrier reaction.

 Her family also has a protective barrier passed down from her ancestors.

 It’s really not very likely.

"Then Miss Christina, if you have any instructions, just come to me at any time. Of course, my working hours are every Monday, Wednesday, Thursday, and Saturday, from 8 a.m. to 5 p.m., and from 1 to 2 noon. Break time."

 The housekeeper said politely, bidding farewell to Christina and the maid.

 For a long time, Christina was still standing in the living room.

 “Go and do your work.”

Christina said to the maid, then frowned slightly while thinking while walking in the corridor on the first floor of the Earl's Mansion.

 She felt that something was not right no matter how she thought about it.

 The family feels like they are being manipulated.

Father and mother were okay, they just showed a strange affection for Rocky.

 The elder brother and uncle are the most troubled.

If it’s not spiritual magic, then is it a medicine man?

 Suppose we use a special potion to drug family members during three meals. It may be possible to induce hallucinations and achieve short-term control!

This way, it has nothing to do with rank, and it will not trigger magic detection reactions.

The more Christina thought about it, the more reasonable it became.

Her pace also quickened and she walked towards the kitchen.

After all, the demon servants at home don't look abnormal, it's just that her family members have changed!

 The servants did not eat the main meals on their table.

 And precious drugs that can affect the will cannot be wasted in large quantities. Furthermore, the demon maid at home is even a sixth-level expert. If you want to control such a high-level person, the difficulty has increased countless times.

 “Hey, miss?”

The cooking demon maid in the kitchen noticed Christina's arrival and saluted her.

But before Christina could give her instructions, the cooking maid saw Christina’s gesture of silence.

“Go to the door and watch, don’t let anyone in.”

Christina walked into the kitchen and began to check, asking the cooking demon maid to guard the door.

She rummaged nervously, sometimes looking in the upper cabinets, sometimes squatting down to look in the lower drawers.

 Once she finds evidence, she will report the housekeeper!

Yet she didn't notice.

She opened the cupboard in a hurry and half of the storage boxes were hanging outside without being pushed in.

 Shaked.

Just when Christina noticed the suddenly larger shadow on the ground, she realized something was wrong and felt a chill on her neck.

  “!”

 She closed her eyes.

 But there was no severe pain like the imagined head being hit.

 When she opened her eyes again.

 She saw a figure standing aside, looking at her with concern.

 “Miss, it’s very dangerous.”

Butler Rocky appeared in the kitchen at some point and raised his hand to hold down the storage box that was about to fall.

  “!”

Christina quickly stood up, took a few steps back, and then trotted over to the cooking maid, holding her arm.

“Butler, why are you here?”

Christina asked the brown-haired and green-eyed butler with lingering fear.

"I'm... a little hungry and want to get some afternoon snacks. The master has given me permission."

Butler Rocky opened his eyes and answered with a slight embarrassment.

"hungry?"

Christina looked at the housekeeper's unwillingness to lie, as if someone was threatening him to come and get snacks.

It’s just past lunch time for the servant, so why is he hungry? Does he have to eat six times a day?

Of course, Christina quickly realized that she couldn’t just believe this guy’s slander.

“Replace all the ingredients at home. I don’t like to eat these stale things.”

Christina asked the cooking demon maid.

 “But…Miss…”

 The cooking demon maid is in a bit of a dilemma.

“I felt that the ingredients were not very fresh today, so I came to take a look.”

Christina looked at the cooking maid's undecided look and didn't know how to convince her.

 “Just do as she says.”

Lan Qi glanced sideways at the demon maid and ordered.

"yes!"

The demon maid responded decisively and crisply, bowed respectfully and stepped back.

　　　…?”

Christina looked at the housekeeper.

 Why?

 Which one of us is the eldest lady of the Earl's family?

Now Christina finally realizes.

 It seems like it’s not just her family.

Everyone in the family is extremely convinced by this new Lodge housekeeper!

After Butler Rocky got a large box of pastries wrapped in tin foil from the freezer, he started walking back with the carton in his arms.

“What kind of magic did you use to make everyone in this family do your bidding?”

Christina followed out of the kitchen unconvinced and questioned behind the housekeeper.

 “With sincerity.”

Lanci replied.

 “Are you kidding me?”

Christina might be angry now if she hadn't been "saved" by the housekeeper just now.

She still felt that this man was very strange and dangerous.

“Someone asked me to teach your brother a lesson, so I came to teach him. As you can see, he has gradually turned into a new and motivated young man.”

Lanci added calmly.

　　　…”

Christina became a little speechless.

This is completely slang.

 She knows that Brother Kyle can easily attract hatred, and it is not surprising to offend others.

But Christina feels that the person who asked Rocky to teach his brother a lesson should mean to teach his brother a lesson, not that you actually teach him a lesson.

Christina couldn’t tell whether Rocky was a good guy or a bad guy for a while.

The two of them walked all the way to the room at the end of the first floor, next to the tool room.

 “Okay, miss, please stop.”

Butler Lodge stood inside the door of the butler's lounge, looked at her feet, and signaled Miss Christina not to cross the threshold.

Christina naturally stopped.

 Before she could speak, Butler Rocky closed the door with a smile.

 The door sign says his lunch break time.

Even if she paused for a moment, she couldn't hear the sound in the room.

 There was not even a sound of eating cake.

The other party obviously added a soundproof barrier in the room.

 “Who is this person...”

Christina could only look back in frustration.

At present, this housekeeper doesn't show any flaws.

 …

 The whole afternoon followed.

Christina was sitting on the sofa in the living room on the first floor of the mansion, pretending to read a book.

　　In fact, she was filled with uneasiness, and she kept focusing on the figure of housekeeper Rocky at work with her peripheral vision.

 As a result, the minute hand goes round and round.

 She didn't see anything unusual about this housekeeper at all.

 Instead, she observed him and became more and more convinced of his work quality.

He controlled the other servants in an orderly manner, and at the same time he was working wholeheartedly, making the Earl's Mansion run perfectly like a machine with closely interlocked gears, and making other members of Count Baptiste's family happy. Everything they need is ready for them.

 It can be said that no action is redundant.

If she had to rate his housekeeping business, even she could only give it 100 points.

Like the kind of person who, after receiving money, will do things well no matter what.

Unconsciously, she was lying on the sofa, reading a book and eating potato chips.

 The potato chips on the table were brought by the maid, who seemed to have found her leisurely reading a book and thought she might want some snacks.

"etc."

Christina stopped holding the potato chips.

If the maid brought it to you, wouldn’t it have been ordered by the butler?

 She quickly threw half of the potato chips in her hand into the trash can, treating it as an ominous thing.

 Just when Christina was full of fear.

 She heard footsteps in the distant corridor of the mansion's reception hall.

“Rocky, it’s almost half past three in the afternoon.”

Her brother Kyle came over, holding a textbook in his hand, and stood by the wall and said to Rocky in the distance.

“Master, please wait a moment. After I help Madam choose an evening dress, I will give you a fashion design class.”

Butler Rocky looked at his watch and responded to the blond young master Kyle.

 “It’s okay, I’ll wait for you in the room!”

Kyle smiled heartily and waved to Butler Lodge.

Christina on the sofa in the distance is holding a book in one hand, full of doubts.

　　　…”

Christina probably understands why her brother wants to learn fashion design.

It's just that he wants to make new clothes for his favorite demon maids.

Her brother had thought about this before, but Christina didn't expect that her brother would actually calm down and take the initiative to study!

The flower capital Parrieux is recognized as the fashion capital of the Southern Continent. The annual Poisson Fashion Week is one of the most eye-catching events in the fashion industry of the Southern Continent. It brings together many top fashion brands and designers and leads the Southern Continent’s fashion trends. fashion.

 Fashion designers and pattern makers are both promising jobs.

Parieux is also an important education and scientific research center in the eastern part of the southern continent, with many world-class higher education resources and research institutes, such as Poisson Polytechnic, Parrieux University of Design, etc.

　　Earlier, the family hired a professional design teacher from Parrieu for my brother, but he was too lazy to study for two days.

 Now he looks like he is thirsty for knowledge and wants to take the school exam again.

“Where did brother Kyle invite him back from…”

 She sat up straight on the sofa and muttered to herself in great confusion.

Even the teachers at Aloran Royal Academy don’t have this guy’s extremely elegant demeanor in his words and deeds.

I don’t know how long it took, but Christina was lying on the sofa, unable to sleep for a long time.

 My mind is full of questions and worries.

The afternoon sun in the courtyard of Count Baptiste's residence gradually turned into a slightly deeper golden orange, accompanied by a wisp of fragrance of flowers, which reflected into the reception hall on the first floor of the mansion, announcing the flower capital Parrieux. The arrival of sunset.

Christina’s cheeks were gradually covered with the color of the sunset.

At this moment, she noticed a figure walking through the living room.

 “Butler.”

Christina stopped the housekeeper who was carrying a suitcase and seemed to be about to leave.

 “Miss Christina, what’s the matter?”

 Butler Lodge stopped.

 “What exactly have you done to my family?”

Christina sat up straight, stood up and walked over, deciding to talk to the butler straight to the point.

　　No matter what the other party’s intentions are, whether they are kind-hearted or malicious towards their family.

 She couldn't resist the toughness. Just as her other family members had been impressed by this Lodge housekeeper, her resistance was probably just a moth to the flame.

If she can negotiate, she must find a way to negotiate.

 “I’m just trying my best to be a steward.”

Butler Lodge replied.

“No, you’re lying to me, you definitely did something to them, like, like brainwashed them!”

Christina clasped her hands tightly and said to him.

The way this guy played house with her was just playing tricks on her.

 She has never seen a house where the housekeeper can make the employer collectively addicted.

　　　…”

 The housekeeper turned around, with a trace of regret in his eyes.

 “Miss Christina, it turns out that’s how you see me.”

 He breathed a sigh of relief.

“I have a question, have you ever considered yourself before others? Is every will of yours decided by yourself?”

　　The housekeeper put his suitcase on the low table for the time being, preparing to have a good chat with her.

"You were born into the well-off family of Count Baptiste from an early age. You received a good education and were praised as a talented woman. You are also qualified to inherit the family business. You will eventually become a high-ranking figure in the capital of Paris. Your This should be roughly the road map of life.”

"Of course my will is determined by me. If it were not the case, I would not go to the Kingdom of Aloran to study abroad!"

Christina immediately retorted.

 The other person’s words made her very unhappy.

Although it was not offensive, she wholeheartedly disagreed with the statement.

“In my opinion, you should like the Paris Palace and Count Baptiste’s house very much, otherwise you wouldn’t have come back during the vacation just one month after school started.”

 The housekeeper analyzed it as if changing the topic again.

 “Of course I do.”

Christina admitted.

This is the only thing she will not deny. She is proud of being the eldest daughter of Count Baptiste's family.

"Do you think that you chose to study in the Kingdom of Aloran because you clearly like the capital of Paris and your own family because you want to escape the reputation of Count Baptiste's family? If the answer is yes, to some extent To put it bluntly, doesn’t it appear that you are very concerned about other people’s eyes and your own negative reputation, and that you were influenced by others and made this decision helplessly. Is this really your own will to obey your heart?”

　　The housekeeper asked Christina sincerely.

　　　…”

 Hearing this, Christina fell into a brief silence.

 Seeing that she did not speak.

“On the contrary, the family members whom you dislike from the bottom of your heart all live a comfortable life. They have never been as easily influenced by others to make decisions as you are. Don’t you find that they are more relaxed than you?”

Butler Rocky continued to ask, his voice still so gentle, making people feel drowsy in the sunset.

“Me, my situation is different from theirs, but I’m not dissing them, absolutely not.”

Christina immediately shook her head vigorously and denied it to Rocky.

“Then the question is, is it your family members or you who are being brainwashed? Is it possible that the one who is really abnormal is actually you?”

Butler Lodge stared at her and asked.

 “Is it the family member who was brainwashed...or me...?”

She held her head and staggered back two steps.

The scene she saw from childhood to big, as well as the idea of ​​being instilled by her family. Is she really right?

 “No, that’s not right.”

Christina felt a cold sweat on her back.

 She shook her head sharply.

 It was like pulling myself back from the cliff.

If she had truly believed him just now and started to question and break her previous cognitive patterns, this calm and unhurried man would have immediately taken over her heart!

 “There’s definitely something wrong with you!”

Christina pointed at Lan Qi and shouted.

 She seemed to understand a little bit. This guy did not use magic, but he had a strange kind of magic power.

 It was as if a cult bishop had invaded their home with ulterior secrets.

She remembered what was said in the news that two or three cardinals of the Resurrection Church were suspected to be in the Poisen Kingdom, and the more she thought about it, the more frightened she became.

 But none of the bishops of the Resurrection Church have brainwashing abilities, which is incredible.

 “How can I terminate your contract?”

Christina asked.

At least Butler Lodge seems to be someone he can communicate with. Even if my brother really offends someone and brings this guy here, there should be a way to get him away.

"Your brother spent 50,000 pounds to hire me back. The contract is a five-year long-term contract. During the period, if one party breaks the contract, the liquidated damages will also be 50,000 pounds."

 Lanqi held his right elbow in slight distress and stroked his cheek.

 “Do I have to pay you 50,000 pounds even if I fire you?!”

Christina asked in shock.

 Although theoretically this is not possible.

Who would take the initiative to fire a housekeeper who spent so much money to hire him?

This treaty appears to have been merely intended to prevent the stewards from breaching the agreement themselves.

“Yes, after all, if I get fired, I will lose face. When I look for a job in the future, my employer will suspect that I have committed a major dereliction of duty after seeing my resume.”

Lan Qi replied a little embarrassedly.

 He opened his suitcase, took out a contract and handed it to Christina to read.

 “Five, fifty thousand pounds.”

Christina flipped through the terms and quickly found this item, with the amount of liquidated damages clearly written on it.

 She is still in school and has not saved that much pocket money at all, nor has she inherited part of the family business like her brother.

If you ask for money from your family members and say that it will be used to fire Lodge's housekeeper, all the family members who are obsessed with Lodge will definitely not agree!

 The housekeeper took the contract back from the stunned Christina and put it back in the box.

 “Then Miss Christina, my work is over for today.”

 Lanci put on his hat and stood sideways in the dusk, with a hint of smile in his emerald green eyes.

"According to the treaty, any family member can use you for up to two extra hours every week. You can also participate in the competition as a servant of our family. Then you come and play the game with me!"

Christina summoned up the courage to shout.

She remembered every piece of information she saw on the employment contract to the best of her ability.

Even though she has never won any money in the Huadu Demon Tournament, Rocky also has little fighting ability at first glance.

 But she just wanted Rocky to suffer a little, and then be overwhelmed and take the initiative to terminate the contract.

Even if Rocky could guess this kind of thoughts, this was the only way she could do it.

　　　…”

 “Okay, let’s go.”

Lan Qi said with a smile.

 As long as it is a contract, he will not violate it.

 (End of this chapter)