Subaru stood before the mansion, gazing up at the magnificent building, her eyes filled with awe.
Her voice held undisguised excitement.
“Wow!
It’s so big!
It’s like a palace, no…
it should be a mansion!” Her gaze roamed over every detail of the architecture, from the carved window frames to the towering spires; everything about it was new and fascinating to her.
Emilia stood beside her, head tilted slightly, a hint of confusion in her violet eyes.
“…Subaru, why are you so surprised?”
Carlisle stood a little behind, arms crossed, a faint smile playing on his lips as he watched the girl’s joyful demeanor, but he said nothing.
Subaru heard Emilia’s question and turned her head, her face still flushed with excitement.
“Because in my hometown, houses of this size are usually only found in big cities, and most of them are used as…
well, formal venues, like large museums or exhibition centers.”
Her voice was filled with emotion.
“Ordinary people can’t possibly live in a place like this, let alone own it.”
Emilia blinked, seemingly puzzled by Subaru’s explanation.
It was already noon the next day, and the sunlight spilled onto the exterior walls of the mansion, casting a faint golden glow.
After a night of travel, the group had finally reached their destination.
That morning, Carlisle had briefly introduced Roswaal to Subaru—Emilia’s supporter, the chief court mage of the Lugunica Kingdom, and also a border countess.
Although Subaru didn’t have much concept of these titles.
“The guest’s reaction is truly over the top.
Could it be that she’s from some backwater?”
A cold voice came from the side.
Subaru froze for a moment, then turned to look, only to see a girl in a maid uniform standing not far away.
She had shoulder-length pink hair, large pink eyes, and peach-colored lips.
Her somewhat indistinct facial features made her look very cute.
“That’s a terrible thing to say…
And who are you?”
“She has such a cute face, but her way of speaking is far too sharp,” she muttered softly, her gaze appraising the girl, feeling both confused and a little displeased.
The girl—Ram—tilted her chin slightly, her eyes holding a hint of condescension.
“Ram is merely stating the truth.
After all, the guest looks like she’s never seen the world, truly idiotic.”
Subaru was momentarily choked by her words, a blush of embarrassment rising on her face.
She opened her mouth, about to retort, but was interrupted by Carlisle’s voice.
“Are you…
Roswaal’s maid?
If possible, could you please be a little more polite to Subaru?”
Ram’s gaze shifted to Carlisle, her expression still cold, but her tone softened slightly.
“Ram understands, Sir Knight.”
Seeing this, Subaru immediately ran to Carlisle’s side, putting on a wronged expression.
“Waaah…
Carlisle, I knew you were the best!
Exactly!
To ruin my impression of otherworldly maids right at first sight, it’s just too much!”
Please forgive Ram.”
However, despite her verbal apology, there was no hint of regret on her face.
Instead, she wore a faint, almost imperceptible smile, an expression that seemed to say, “I know I was wrong, but I’ll do it again next time.”
Carlisle shook his head helplessly.
He gently patted Subaru’s shoulder.
“Alright, please don’t take it to heart.”
Subaru pouted.
Although she was still a little displeased, she didn’t say anything more.
She secretly glanced at Ram, muttering to herself, “What a strange person…
but she is quite cute.”
The three followed Ram into the mansion, and the spacious hall came into view.
Exquisite crystal chandeliers hung from the high ceiling, their light illuminating the delicate bas-reliefs embedded in the walls and reflecting a soft glow.
The carpet underfoot was soft and thick.
Subaru’s gaze wandered, her heart filled with awe, but when she noticed Ram’s back ahead, she forcefully swallowed the exclamation that was on the tip of her tongue, merely pursing her lips silently.
Just then, a blue figure slowly walked from the other end of the corridor.
Everyone’s attention was drawn to her.
It was another girl dressed in a maid uniform.
Her hair and eyes, like Carlisle’s, were sky-blue.
The girl’s face was as delicate as a porcelain doll, with peach-colored lips beneath large eyes.
Her whole being exuded a cool yet cute aura.
Her shoulder-length hair neatly framed her cheeks, making her appear docile and tidy.
Subaru scrutinized her, then was surprised to find that this girl’s face looked ninety percent similar to Ram’s, only their temperaments were completely different.
“Sister, Emilia, welcome back.” The girl bowed slightly, her voice cool yet respectful.
Then her gaze turned to Carlisle, and she nodded slightly.
“This must be Sir Carlisle, whom Roswaal mentioned, correct?
It’s a pleasure to meet you.
I am Rem, a maid of this mansion.
Thank you for coming all this way.
If you have any needs, please feel free to command.”
Although her tone was polite, it carried a faint sense of distance.
Next, Rem’s gaze fell on Subaru, and a look of confusion flashed in her eyes.
“This guest is…?”
Emilia smiled and explained, “Rem, this is Subaru.
She is my benefactor.
I wanted to bring her to see Roswaal and see if she could do anything for her.”
Subaru looked at Rem curiously.
She thought to herself, “Another classic otherworldly maid image, but is she actually sisters with that rude pink-haired maid?
Her voice just feels so cold.”
Carlisle smiled faintly and said in a humble tone, “Hello, it’s a pleasure to meet you.
Just call me Carlisle.”
Rem gently shook her head, her voice still calm.
Sir Carlisle doesn’t need to be so polite.”
Her attitude, though respectful, carried an undeniable insistence, her tone reminding them of their difference in status.
Seeing this, Carlisle said nothing more, merely nodding in understanding.
“Um…
you don’t have to call me ‘guest’ either.
Just call me Subaru.” Subaru scratched her head, a little embarrassed.
She wasn’t used to being called “guest”; it always felt a bit distant.
Ram stood to the side, arms crossed, chin slightly raised.
“So that’s it.
Is that your request, guest?
Ram understands.”
Rem blinked, then nodded expressionlessly, her voice cool but with a subtle hint of compliance.
“Is that so…
Rem understands too.
Sister, Sister, is this silly-looking person, who seems like a rich young lady, actually Emilia’s benefactor?”
“Rem, Rem, this silly-looking person is indeed Emilia’s benefactor.”
“I only said you didn’t have to call me ‘guest,’ didn’t I?
You two are far too rude.”
“Although the guest is quite cute, that clueless expression really doesn’t inspire any desire for respect~”
“Rem thinks so too.
The guest’s unworldly demeanor indeed appears quite foolish.
Not even understanding basic etiquette is truly baffling.”
“How mean…”
Subaru’s voice was full of grievance, her face etched with frustration.
She had only wanted to be friendly, but such an evaluation was truly hard for her to accept.
Carlisle stood to the side, watching the scene of the two sisters acting like a comedy duo, and couldn’t help but let out a soft sigh.
He felt a bit helpless, but more than that, he felt sympathy for Subaru.
He also thought the sisters’ sharp tongues were a bit excessive.
“Please, that’s enough.”
“Subaru helped me greatly in the Royal Capital, and she is also Emilia’s benefactor.
Your rudeness is truly inappropriate.”
Ram shrugged, putting on a professional expression.
“Ram understands, Sir Carlisle.”
Rem bowed her head slightly, her tone calm.
“Rem understands too, Sir Carlisle.”
Subaru noticed that although their attitudes were still cold, at least they didn’t continue to be verbally abusive, and she felt a slight sense of relief.
She muttered softly, “Seriously, these sisters have such terrible personalities…
even though they’re so cute.”
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