Seven Virtues

There is a rule in the Golden Hotel, that is, guests with noble hair color and noble status can enjoy all the items here without charge. This refers to the blond hair and blue-eyed people and priests, so the mulberry and chastity are used here. Everything is free.

This is a free benefit that even the earl cannot enjoy. Among the positions of nobility, only the duke has the same status as the priest. After all, the priest is the only "eye" of the gods in the human world, and is sacred and inviolable.

Lying on the soft white velvet bed, Mulberry rubbed sleepily against the soft and comfortable quilt. The warm touch of the quilt made his eyelids heavier, and he, who was already lazy, shrank even more into the quilt, without opening his eyes at all. Eyelid-opening thoughts.

This is a silver-white room. Everything in the room has been decorated to the utmost luxury by the owner here. The luxury is not only low-key and elegant, but also has a kind of holiness inherent in the clergy.

Except that most of the room is decorated with silver and white, other places that can be decorated are carved with lilies. On the contrary, the cross, the symbol of the priest, is rarely seen, and there is not even one. The room is more unusual.

It is 07:30 in the morning, which is also the time when Mulberry wakes up in the past, but today the snapdragon is rarely seen lazily standing in the flowerpot without stretching out his rattan to beat Mulberry, which allows Mulberry to sleep late .

It's a pity that when Mulberry was happily falling asleep again, someone knocked on the silver-white door of his room.

"My lord, are you awake? It's time to have breakfast." Standing outside the silver-white door was a pure white chastity.

Looking at the chastity of the white door in front of him, he became inexplicably agitated. He found that he didn't like the feeling that he could only call out to Mulberry through the door but couldn't see him. This made him feel that the two were far away. , untouchable.

In order not to disturb Mulberry, Zhenjie did not knock on the door hard, but called softly, until Mulberry woke up from a deep sleep and responded, "...right away." He stopped this stubborn movement.

After waiting for about 5 minutes, the sleepy Mulberry staggered to the door and opened the solid iron door.

"My lord, good morning." The appearance of Mulberry made Zhenjie's eyes light up instantly, and he couldn't wait to hold Mulberry's slightly wet right hand and pull Mulberry into the room together.

"My lord, let me help you put on the sacrificial attire." Holding the familiar sacrificial attire, Zhenjie began to seriously put the cumbersome sacrificial attire on Mulberry's body. His movements were extremely meticulous and serious, as if he was treating Yi Yi Scraps.

The still sleepy Mulberry could only try to restrain her yawning in order not to collapse. After finishing all the chastity, Mulberry was also fully awake.

"My lord, it's time for you to have breakfast." Looking at the still holy Mulberry, Chastity and satisfaction dragged Mulberry to the dining area on the fifth floor.

The fifth floor is the most noble and graceful area of ​​the entire Gold Hotel. Every nobleman here has a noble status or a holy hair and eye color. Most of the people who look at the whole area are nobles with elegant manners. This hierarchical system has been implemented in the Golden Hotel for a long time, and it is now deeply rooted.

"My lords, this way please, we've prepared your breakfast." When the two of Mulberry came to the restaurant, a handsome waiter in a black and white suit and vest came to them.

The waiter's face was as usual with a proper smile, his demeanor was full of respect, and every time he saluted, he just nodded slightly and bent his waist fifteen degrees, which reminded Mulberry of always bending his back ninety degrees and saying sorry humility.

Mulberry and Chastity, being a classy person, were taken by the waiter to a seat on the west side, where there were plates of exquisite food and a bowl of Chinese polenta. The light and sweet aroma in the porridge made Mulberry feel hunger.

As soon as the waiter who was about to serve the dishes picked up the knife and fork, he was rejected by the chastity beside him. He pushed the waiter's hands away, and helped Mulberry prepare all his favorite foods by himself.

"My lord, this is delicious. You can eat this." Zhenjie put a piece of fried meat into the mulberry bowl. The yellow corn kernels and the sauced meat in the bowl looked very nice together.

The chaste enthusiasm made the waiter standing beside him look at him with a stiff mouth and a little embarrassment. As a senior waiter, this was the first time he was rejected.

Although Zhen Jie has no experience, he still has a good grasp of all the small details of mulberries, and judges the food he needs from this.

Looking at the thick soup that Zhenjie brought after mulberry pursed her lips, the waiter had to admit that even if Zhenjie was not a waiter, she was still no worse than herself, because the necessary condition for becoming a high-ranking waiter is to keep an eye on the nobles' situation at all times, and Serve them what they need at the right time.

When Mulberry drank the first sip of corn porridge, his chaste gaze followed Mulberry. He was paying attention to every word and deed of Mulberry. Keep it in mind, and frown and look at the food around, just to let Mulberry have a good breakfast time.

There were more than two nobles on the fifth floor, Mulberry. Not far from them sat a man in a sea blue and gold-trimmed tuxedo. At this time, the man was enjoying a delicious breakfast under the hospitality of the waiter, but his expression gradually changed. I'm a little sullen.

"Is this your service ability?!" The man put down the silver knife and fork in his hand and looked at the frightened waiter in front of him with a stern face. It seemed that he was not satisfied with the waiter's hospitality.

"... Your Excellency the Duke." The frightened tall waiter immediately lowered his head in fright. He didn't understand what he did wrong.

"Hmph, you spilled the soup on the tablecloth. Is this what a high-ranking waiter should do? As a duke, I should give you some punishment, so that you can remember better." The arrogant duke obviously didn't After easily letting the waiter go, his expression suddenly became gloomy and menacing, which made the waiter take a step back unconsciously.

Accidental dripping of soup, although it does not often happen among high-level waiters, this behavior is usually not punished. As long as it is not a major mistake, no noble will take the initiative to punish the high-level waiter. After all, the ruler of the waiter is The owner of the hotel.

However, this time the Duke obviously did not intend to let the careless waiter go.

After saying that, the Duke reached out and took out the leather whip around his waist and began to swing it at the waiter. The waiter who couldn't dodge watched in horror as the black tough leather whip swung towards him, and his legs began to tremble. up.

It was not a big deal for the Duke to reprimand the waiter, but it was the first time in the Gold Hotel to reprimand the waiter with a whip, but no one stood up to stop this behavior even if they wanted to, because the other party was the noble Duke.

The sound of the air breaking rang in everyone's ears, followed by the waiter's miserable cry of pain. The neat and refreshing black and white suit on the waiter's body had already been torn apart by the Duke. Under the cracks was the waiter's blood-red flesh.

"Well, my lord, please forgive me..." In the face of the pain, the waiter no longer cared about the face of the high-ranking envoy. He knelt in front of the duke miserably and begged for mercy, trying to get a sliver of forgiveness.

However, at this time, the Duke's eyes were red, and he was obviously addicted to playing. Now he looked very different from his usual appearance, which made the eyes of the several knights behind the Duke full of worry.

Zhen Jie, who sat seven or eight tables away from the waiter, looked at the whipped waiter with flat and indifferent eyes. The trembling of his hands and the frightened arc of his mouth made him look very weird, "My lord, what should we do? He is injured. "

After Zhenzhen turned his head away, he still maintained the superficial fear, his eyes became completely different from the indifference before, and now he looked at Mulberry with timid eyes.

Mulberry, who had intended to stop him, looked suspiciously at the snapdragon beside him, who was sleepy but still pointed at the injured waiter. After hesitating for a moment, he stood up and walked to the east table, following behind Behind him came Chastity and the High Attendant who entertained them.

"Your Excellency, as a priest, I ask you to stop such cruel behavior." Mulberry, who walked quickly to the side of the waiter, grabbed the Duke's wrist and blocked the bruised waiter.

"You..." Because the behavior was stopped, the Duke looked angrily at Mulberry beside him, but the redness of his eyes slowly returned to normal after touching the cross on Mulberry's neck.

The Duke looked much softer after the redness faded. He looked at the whip in his hand in some confusion. After seeing the fearful eyes of the waiter on the ground, he frowned, "...I forgive you, take him Go to the doctor."

The Duke who took back the whip looked at the blood on the ground in confusion. Although he had previous memories, he didn't understand why he whipped the waiter. He only remembered that he felt very impetuous and wanted to vent.

The fact that the Duke whipped the waiter was easily suppressed. As for the waiter, he had to lie in bed for several months before he could move. After all, the Duke used all his strength when he did it.

The matter of beating the waiter this time was only discussed in the Golden Hotel for a few minutes. After a few minutes, no one dared to mention it again, and this matter was treated as an ordinary beating incident and disappeared.

But the second beating incident happened again, only one day away from the first time, and the result of this beating was much more serious than the Duke's whipping.

It was also on this day that Mr. Wang Jue, who had not been to the Gold Hotel for several months, brought his soldiers to the fixed residence on the fifth floor again. His arrival made the smell on the humble body that was cleaned on the fifth floor even stronger. , that is the aggravation of the smell caused by the beginning of hatred.

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I finally thought of a little plot, I had to update today so I stayed up late to update (*^▽^*)