The villain just wants to go offline

A few days flew by.

The news of the disappearance of the Bond heir caused a stir in the empire, but the news that Miles Bond returned to the border safe and sound was rarely known.

The Bond house fell silent, but no one knew if it was the calm before the storm.

As a result, the empire has been in this high-pressure alert state, and everyone's hearts have been tightened, for fear that the escaped lion of the Bond family will bite anyone if it catches it.

It wasn't until the news of Miles Bond's appearance at the border of Kresse was sent back to the royal capital that he realized that the weather forecast was not always accurate.

The empire returned to its previous rhythm. The knights constantly patrolling the streets retreated, and the flow of people on the streets became lively. The tense atmosphere was instantly dissipated.

There were only a few inconspicuous corpses thrown out of the royal city by the Bond family. The putrid smell attracted flies everywhere.

At the same time, a group of cavalry flying the Bond family's flag quietly left the city. A carriage was swaying in the center, guarded by the cavalry, and the things on the carriage were wrapped tightly.

What was inside was the experimental baby sent to the border by the Bond family.

The escorts are mainly female knights.

The female knight leading the way had red hair, and the half-armor she wore exposed eight curvy abdominal muscles. Her eyes under the helmet seemed to be expecting something.

Isn't this person the battle maid codenamed "2": Listia.

By the way.

The Bond family wears temporary slave bracelets on slaves who have lost control of their slave contracts, and will re-sign the contract after Miles returns to complete it.

As for Listia and Listina, the first batch of combat maids trained by the Bond family, they have already been brainwashed and have the privilege not to wear slave bracelets.

After the slave contract was terminated, Listia took the initiative to take on the task of escorting her, without even bringing her own sister Listina with her for fear of getting in the way.

"...Master, I'm here!"

Lisitia licked her lips, and the image of that damn guy Marlene showing off in front of her flashed through her mind. She recalled the scene where she came upon hearing the news but missed it, and said to herself: "Master, you can run away this time." It won’t fall!”

Miles, who was far away at the border of the empire, shuddered.

"Ah!"

After the kidnapping incident, Miles returned to Kresse and was pushed to the position of acting lord by the unscrupulous old Bond after a day of rest. Miles was reviewing tedious documents in the office when he suddenly got a sneeze.

The little maid who brought a cup of black tea and put it on the table said with concern: "Master, are you okay? Do you have a cold? Do you need any medicine?"

It was easy to tell from the shy voice that Elsa's soul was controlling her body.

The spirit of the Elf Queen fell into a deep sleep and became weaker and weaker, looking like it would dissipate at any time, so that the task of repairing the magic system of the Elf Courtyard was delayed.

"fine!"

Miles waved his hand to indicate that it was okay, picked up the black tea and took a sip, but felt that his right eyelid kept twitching.

As the old saying goes: A twitch from the left eye brings wealth, and a twitch from the right eye brings disaster.

But after inheriting the protection of the Blood Ancestor, his life is tougher than anyone else's. Miles really doesn't know what dangers he may be in.

Just don't think about it.

Miles pulled the little maid, and her cold little hand was grabbed by Miles and she fell into his arms.

After all, this is no ordinary maid.

Have you ever seen an elf maid? Have you ever seen an elf with the blood of the elf king? Have you ever seen a princess from the elf clan? Have you ever seen a maid who can even be called a queen?

Various bonuses have greatly increased the value of the little maid.

Sometimes what people value is not the value of a thing itself, but the uniqueness and freshness given to it.

Miles, on the other hand, developed a strange possessive desire due to the various identities of the little maid.

"Hey... don't... young master..."

The little maid moaned all her life and was too shy to raise her head in Miles's arms. She seemed to have forgotten what it meant to resist and was as obedient as a kitten.

Miles is very satisfied with the results of his training.

"Ah~~!"

Opening his vampire fangs, Miles bit the swan's snow-white neck without hesitation. The smell of blood made him unable to help but reveal his vampire appearance.

"~Thanks for the treat!"

Miles was cautious and retracted his fangs to prevent the blood bag from becoming disposable.

"don't want……"

Elsa unknowingly wrapped her arms around Miles' neck, making a strange sound.

It wasn't until the poisoning effect of the vampire's saliva subsided that Elsa skillfully touched her neck and used magic to heal the wound, which was so skillful that it made people feel distressed.

"No? You don't want anything. You obviously love it, so why are you lying to yourself?"

Miles said without answering, contentedly resting his chin on the girl's shoulder, using it as a stand, and held the hand warmer to charge with his nowhere hand.

Mom no longer has to worry about getting cold.

And every part of the little maid's body was exploited by Miles and put out of use.

People are pillows.

It can also be used as a stand when used.

It can also be used as a blood pack when you are hungry.

If your hands get cold, there are hand warmers, one for each hand, and you can switch hands.

A true tool maid.

"Woo!"

The little maid seemed to have remembered something, and buried her head lower. Her face was so red that it was bleeding, and she muttered something like "I'm really full and can't eat anymore."

Perhaps the spirit of the Elf Queen can persist for a while longer, as it is probably about to be dispersed by someone.

Speaking of which.

"Elven Queen, don't you think about the proposal I gave you anymore? Don't you want to stay with Elsa for a while longer?"

Miles said while reviewing the paperwork and holding the hand warmer.

The moment the words were spoken, Elsa's shy expression disappeared instantly, her eyes changed, and she showed a habitual look towards Miles's impolite behavior.

Elsa's body is officially taken over by the spirit of the Elf Queen.

"No need. If you persecute others in order to extend their lives, what is the difference between this and the evil demons?"

The elf queen's fierce rejection sounded, but even so, an unspeakable feeling of weakness could be heard, and her voice seemed to be a little hoarse.

"What's the problem? Don't kill all the demons with one stick. Humans still have good guys and bad guys. The elves still distinguish between fallen dark elves."

Miles said leisurely: "Isn't it just to let you take over a human body and warm up the soul first, so that it won't dissipate so soon?"

"Whose fault is it that it disappeared so quickly?"

The Elf Queen who wanted to say this rolled her eyes and could not agree with Miles's point of view: "Even if you want to kill a death row prisoner and let me occupy his body, wouldn't the death row prisoner's body be my body? By inheriting the sins committed by that death row prisoner, my soul will also be tainted."

"It is even more unacceptable for me to exchange the lives of innocent people for the continuation of my soul."

"Tsk!"