Chapter 291 – Visit
Audrey Yvette is a 6th class mage. He was even more so a member of the council leading the free city of Galatea.
She- in name and reality, one of the powerhouses of the Mage Tower-,
She was a woman full of honor as well as economic power.
Jagoro- The magic tower is a money-eating hamada.
It wasn’t just one or two medicines that a wizard consumes every day for magic research. If you estimate the monthly cost, it is equivalent to a year’s operating cost of a small town.
That’s why he was engaged in economic activities such as processing magic stones and selling artifacts in the Magic Tower. Because I need money A lot of that too.
It was for this reason that talent was considered more important than other fields.
A mage doesn’t rise to a higher level by working hard.
You must have talent. It was more profitable to invest in one talented person than to give ten wizards a thousand gold research funds for half a penny.
The Magic Tower was such a world.
If the world has an invisible pyramid-shaped hierarchical structure, the Mage Tower is a world of winner-takes-all that is clearly visible to the naked eye.
In that respect, Audrey Yvette was much freer in her finances.
She is a 6th grade mage. If she were to leave the Mage Tower and return to the imperial family, her nobility was such a great talent that she could easily receive it.
Of course, in order not to let her go even in her mage tower – her research fund benefits, of course, her guaranteed salary – and a large mansion for her family to live in as a gift.
That was this place—a grayish-white, elegant building called the Salt Mansion of Galatea.
The grandiose name of the Salt Mansion – a name derived from a poet’s dedication poem to praise the beauty of the mansion – was the place where the owners of the mage tower had lived, but now the Audrey family was staying.
It was like saying that her magic tower expects a lot from her. It was said that there was a possibility that she would be promoted as the next Mage Tower chief.
So much-
On the second floor of the salt mansion where the sun was pouring down, along the long hallway, a young butler, somewhere between a young man and a boy, was walking with good manners.
On one side of the hallway, portraits of the former owners of the mansion were hung—and at the end of them were paintings of the Audrey family.
A picture of two couples looking at the front with bright smiles, and an angelic girl sleeping soundly in their arms.
The butler, wearing a white shirt and black vest, holding a water bowl, smiled lightly when he saw the girl’s face in the painting.
The butler, walking along the corridor again, stopped in front of a door somewhere.
Big – I clear my throat and straighten my clothes.
Smart tock-
When there was no answer from inside for a long time, the butler opened the door and entered.
As expected – she is still wrapped in a blanket today, unable to get up except to wrap her body around her body like her silkworm’s cocoon -.
“My lady, you need to get up. Miss···?”
The butler put the water bowl down on the bedside table, grabbed the blanket and shook it around.
There is no fine movement.
Are you very tired? The one who was always awake before he came…
Sighing, the young butler walked to the window and pulled open the curtains blocking the sunlight.
A warm beam of light pours into the room. Chirp- Chirp – The song of the titmouses sitting on the garden tree and plucking out the tune can be heard even more clearly.
Meryl Yvette’s personal butler- John turned around and looked at the lady in the mansion.
The room became brighter when the sunlight penetrated the dark place. The girl with her ebony-black hair hanging down on the bed was frowning, perhaps because of the pouring sunlight.
How cute is that… John burst into laughter.
Her appearance without the round and large glasses- such a defenseless, untainted and pure face- is a figure that only John knows.
It wasn’t long before Yohan’s face, who was called the old butler because it was so stiff, softened as if snow was melting in the warm sunlight – he raised his hand to his mouth again and cleared his throat.
Very little time.
The time allowed for a very short time to dare to look at the owner with eyes that regard the owner as mere reason is over. It’s time to return to being a faithful butler.
“Miss. Wake up, lady…! The sun is in mid-heaven!”
“Mmmm…”
The lady’s eyelids quivered. Under the long eyelashes, blue eyes reflected the face of the young butler.
Her chin wide open to yawn, and her hands tossing the blanket aside. My-lady showing off her white thighs carelessly rolled up. Meryl Yvette.
Ugh-
The lady raised her hands high and stretched her.
As she stretches her arms out, her sleeves come down, revealing her pure white cuffs. And because of her half-down shoulder straps, her large breasts were half visible. A large light brown areola sticks out from her halfway. As if seducing John-.
The nape of his neck reddened, and John tried to pretend nothing was wrong—turning his head to the side.
You are···. Did you know that the man in front of you is a man in his prime? Or is it because he doesn’t look like a man?
It was a bit disappointing, but it shouldn’t be.
She is the daughter of the owner of this salt mansion – Audrey Yvette, and she herself is a butler.
However, just as the head of a noble family married a commoner husband-, she certainly harbored hope that a miracle might happen to her as well. Even though I know the chances of that are slim, even foolishly.
In fact, it wasn’t just John who adored the young lady. Most of the young butlers in this mansion were secretly in love with the young lady. She didn’t seem to know at all.
She smiles lightly as John approaches her with her water bowl, which he has set down on her bedside table.
“Miss. Here is the washing water.”
“Ah, thank you. John.”
The lady put her hand in her water bowl and she trembled her elbow at the cool temperature of the water. After a while, she wiped her face and presented her dripping face to John.
It’s neat – and it’s weird again. Water droplets ran down her cheeks and settled on her pale pink lips.
Looking at the young lady’s wet and immaculate face with her mouth open, Johan quickly changed her expression to a calm color.
I wiped her face with a dry cloth hanging from her arm.
After feeling refreshed, the young lady let out a sigh and lowered her legs under her bed-and tucked her feet into her slippers.
Hupcha-
She gets up from her seat and twists her waist. John had prepared her clothes beforehand for her to put on her.
Originally, helping to change clothes is the job of maids, but she felt more comfortable with John, perhaps because they had been together since childhood.
Until a few years ago, John liked this kind of time. It was time for him to brush her hair, change her clothes, and be alone with her.
But at some point, after her girl’s breasts began to swell rapidly, after she became conscious of her as her opposite sex, this position only became more and more uncomfortable.
I didn’t want to make a mistake like this. Not to mention, the way other people looked at her might not be good.
So I tried to talk to the lady about hiring other maids, but it was no use.
She didn’t want to show her body to strangers. It was because I regarded her large breasts as a complex.
So until now, only John could look at the young lady’s naked body. It was very fortunate – but also oddly miserable. Because she meant that she wasn’t conscious of herself at all.
“Ahhhhh… John, what about your mother?”
“You’ll be ready and waiting in the dining room.”
“Okay? I have to go soon Please change.”
Even now, behold, she casually takes off her slip with a drowsy look on her face.
The soft cloth half-covered her body flowed down the curves of her skin—it caught on her big ass and then fell off.
Complete nude. Skin as white as snow, and black hair. Perhaps the air was cool, her light brown nipples poked out and trembled.
Gulp – Swallowing without making a sound, Johan put the girl’s skin into the basket with an effortless expression – then took out new clothes from her closet and put them on.
Wearing her white blouse and an off-white skirt that falls down to her shins, she sits on her bed, waiting for his touch.
John adjusted the girl’s dress with great skill – and braided her hair into a single braid.
Her soft hair runs between her fingers.
Every time his fingers brushed the lady’s scalp, her back trembled. At the appearance of a small animal – John’s heart pounded.
“It is done.”
“Hmm···. Well braided. Thank you.”
Unaware of her feelings—she folded her blue eyes and smiled lightly, putting on her glasses.
It may be that those large spectacles that cut off half of her fairness made her less popular. That was fortunate.
To be honest, whenever she came to him with a letter with her love verse written on it and asked for her consultation, she was perplexed. From John’s point of view, he wanted to get rid of them all – but he didn’t deserve it.
Men, too, but what John especially disliked was the lady’s best friend, Karina Virule.
To be honest, John thought that Karina, that young woman, was a waste of a young lady.
She couldn’t figure out why the lady was bowing down to her. She was oddly reluctant about that woman.
To put it bluntly, her lineage-, her abilities-, let alone her personality, even her appearance, Miss Meryl was much better.
However, her advice to stay away from Karina-sama was absolutely wrong as a servant. That would cross her line. He also deserved to be respected, her lady’s choice.
If one day the young lady came to love her other man than herself – he had to respect that too. No matter how much she doesn’t want it to be-.
With that thought in mind, she led the young lady to her dining room.
“Ah, Meryl…!”
“My pretty daughter, did you sleep well?”
Audrey Yvette. And Jacob.
The householder couple gets up from their seats and greets the lady. It is truly a loving family. It was only natural that John’s chest was warmed with warmth.
However, as the family was about to start eating, a maid trotted towards them.
“Holy Head, a guest has come to visit.”
The maid’s words made her husband and wife, as well as the lady, curious.
“Who are you?”
“This is Monica-nim, the assistant to the head of household, and Seojun-nim, the assistant to Karina Birule-nim.”
At those words, the expressions on the faces of the three families changed.
“Shall I ask you to come in?”
At the maid’s question, the owner of the mansion, Audrey Yvette, nodded her head. Two couples with somewhat nervous faces.
Kiik-
The door of the restaurant opened- a tall man and a woman with blonde hair entered the Audrey family’s dining room.
Because he had his back to the sun—a dark shadow fell on John’s face.
Her man Joo-wook looked around the restaurant and looked at the young lady.
Her man smiled lightly.
The lady’s face turned red like balsam.
