Doom Girl Must Die

In the early morning of the next day, the warm sunlight fell from the window, and Vivian's eyelashes trembled slightly and was about to wake up.

The sleep she slept in last night was sweeter than ever before, the incomparably soft feeling under her body, and the faint fragrance in the room was something she had never experienced before, who had only lived in a dark and humid shack.

"Um?"

Suddenly, Vivian realized something and quickly opened her eyes, she forgot that this was the Lord's bedroom.

Sitting up quickly, Vivienne found herself covered with a brand new wool blanket, she quickly lifted the blanket to check her clothes.

The clothes were as usual, and only then did Vivian breathe a sigh of relief.

But the next moment, Vivienne's eyes darkened again. She was the daughter of doom, and the Lord Lord washed her clean and brought her to the bedroom, but she didn't...

That means that the words Lord Lord said last night must also be false.

Vivian wasn't actually afraid of death, she was just worried about what her thirteen-year-old sister would do when she died.

"you're awake!"

Just when Vivian didn't know if she should walk out of the bedroom directly, and was still waiting in place, a soft voice came from the door of the bedroom, it was the handsome and kind Lord Lord.

"Lord... Lord!" Vivian hurriedly got off the sofa and knelt barefoot on the ground.

"Get up!" Narant commanded softly, and continued, "Vivian, look who's here!"

"elder sister!"

Just when Vivian was puzzled, a very familiar voice suddenly came from the door.

"Lilia!"

Looking up, a girl in a brand new maid outfit was standing at the entrance of the bedroom. It was her sister Lilia.

Vivian instantly showed a surprised expression, she thought she would never see her sister again.

"Sister, the lord told me to come to the castle to be a maid in the future! Tell me a salary of ten copper coins a day!"

"What? Make you a maid?"

Vivian couldn't believe what she said. The castle maid is a very noble profession. How could the relatives of the Daughter of Doom become castle maids?

Vivian couldn't help looking at Narant.

Narant smiled and nodded: "In the future, you will be the captain of my guards, and your sister will be the maid of the castle. If you want to come here, you can work for me more at ease! Vivian, are you willing?"

"I...I will, thank you, Lord..."

Vivian's eyes were slightly red, and she finally knew that what Lord Lord said last night was true.

"But Lord, I... I don't know how to fight!"

Not to mention the captain of the guards, he is an ordinary guard, and he needs a strong and powerful figure. Vivian has no idea.

"Ding! System side quest: Help the lucky girl Vivian to understand her abilities!"

"System reward: information about the second elf!"

"Huh? Is there such an operation?"

The system actually issued the task again.

However, this side quest was considered a gift for Narant, after all, he wanted Vivian to show her abilities.

But I didn't expect to get information about the second elf, which made Narant overjoyed.

"Vivian, you don't have to worry about this, you'll know what you are capable of in a while! Let's go, the servants in the castle are already having dinner, you go eat, and I'll officially appoint you as the captain of the guard after eating. !"

"Yes, Lord!" Vivian replied nervously

Then Narant took Weiwei and the two to the first floor and handed it over to Butler Thomas.

In this world, commoners cannot sit on the long table of nobles in the castle restaurant, otherwise they will be hanged for contempt of nobles, and nobles must also keep this rule in mind.

Sitting alone on the six-meter-long table, Narant ate what was considered the richest breakfast in the Storm Territory, a piece of white bread and a piece of roasted bacon. Captain Quick came to the restaurant.

"Is it done?"

Narant looked at Quick, took the white towel handed over by the servant and wiped his hands before speaking slowly.

"Yes sir, you have brought all the ten young serfs you need. Four of them have been hunters, and the rest are the strongest young men in the territory!"

"Very good!" Narant nodded.

These ten young serfs were the candidates for Narant to form the second guard team.

The plan to form the second guard team was on the first day he came to the territory, and Narant ordered Quick to do it, in order to suppress Anthony.

After all, Anthony also had five guards, so he needed to form another team of 20 to effectively suppress Anthony.

After speaking, Narant picked up an exquisite mask on the side of the long table and left the restaurant.

Coming to the front courtyard of the castle, Vivian had already finished her breakfast and was watching Thomas teach Lilia how to become a qualified maid.

"Lord Lord!"

When Vivian, who originally had a faint smile on her lips, saw Narant coming out, she immediately restrained her smile and knelt on the ground respectfully.

"Get up, Vivian! Put on this mask! In the future, except in the castle, when you go outside the castle, wear this mask!"

This mask was found in the warehouse in the castle, and was used by those nobles when they held a dance.

This castle has experienced four barons and nobles, and they all fell into the sand here, but left behind a lot of trivial objects.

No one has any idea about these less valuable things. After all, everyone is worried that the objects in the castle will also be contaminated with bad luck. In the end, it happened to be cheaper for Narant.

"Yes, Lord!"

Vivian also knew that if she walked out of the castle, she would definitely scare everyone who knew her. After taking the mask, she put it on her face obediently.

"Hey, no wonder nobles like this tune!"

When Vivian put the mask on, Narant was surprised.

The mask is very delicate, it only covers around the eyes, and is made of hollowed-out copper sheets.

The hollow pattern of the mask is beautiful and beautiful. Not only does it not get hot, but it looks extravagant and unusual. With the fair skin that is rare among Vivian's serfs, there is a little wildness in its graceful elegance. com This is an image that walks between temptation and modesty, playing with a heartbeat...

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"I have seen the Lord!"

Outside the castle, ten young men aged 18 or 19 in ragged clothes knelt on the ground and raised their voices in greeting.

The uncontrollable joy could be seen on their faces.

The lord's direct guards can be said to be the most beautiful profession in the territory. Not only are they highly rewarded and have high status, they can also follow the lord.

Being selected by Quick is as lucky for them as winning the lottery jackpot in a previous life.

"Do you all know what you are going to do!"

"Got it! Lord Lord!"

"Very good! Then I announce that from now on you will officially become my subordinates of Narant Berwick, the guards of the Storm Lord!"

"Thank you Lord Lord! This subordinate swears allegiance to Lord Lord!"

Hearing Narant's words, all the young people instantly became excited and used all their strength to swear their allegiance.

From the moment they swear allegiance to Narant, it means that they have the qualification to break away from serf status.

If they are lucky enough, have enough military exploits, and have enough ability, then they will have the opportunity to become civilians and even be rewarded with a piece of farmland.

Although it may not be possible for a few out of a hundred people to be able to do this, at least they already have hope, which is why the guards under the minor nobles are so loyal.

"Very good, then let's meet your captain next time!"

"Vivian! Come here!"

Wow!

When Narant's words fell, everyone at the gate of the castle was in an uproar.

Not to mention the young serfs, even the guards like Quick looked like they had seen a ghost.