don't make me wear a skirt

Undershirt, long coat, tuxedo, all belonged to Duke Hecha. Does this bastard want to exhaust Thea to death?

oh!And his pants!He actually left his trousers to be washed by a lady!Shameless guy.

Lytle picked up the clothes and sniffed them in front of his nose. There was no strange smell. Lytle forcibly ignored the dirt on the collar: "It's so clean, what's there to wash?"

He picked up the hammer and knocked it perfunctorily a few times before he dried the clothes, moved them to the clothes drying place, and put them on the rack one by one.

The one who was drying clothes with him was a petite and capable little maid. She watched with curiosity as Lytle clumsily repeated the movements of hanging up, sliding down, hanging up again, and sliding down again.

"You...is this the first time you've done something like this?"

The little maid's rank is not high, and she has never seen Lytle, but she just thinks his clothes are too gorgeous compared to ordinary servants.

When Lytle's eyes moved to the plump breasts of the little maid, her fair face flushed instantly.

Well... big... Can such a thin body really withstand such a huge force of gravity?

"Uh, no." Lytle tried not to look so stupid: "I often hang clothes."

In fact he only hangs his own pants.

The little maid smiled, her soft body gently brushed against his arm, and clamped the clip in her hand at the folded joint of the clothes: "This way it won't be blown away by the wind."

Lytle's cheeks flushed.

He suddenly felt not tired at all, and it only took a blink of an eye to finish drying all the clothes.

After doing all this, Lytle was moved to tears by his conscientiousness and selflessness. What villain is full of evil who will wash the clothes of his sworn enemy instead of stepping on his feet?

Only him!Because he is generous and kind, and he doesn't care about the past.

"What's your name?"

Lytle noticed that the maid next to her had also finished drying her clothes.

Such a cute little maid, Lytle thought disappointedly, it's a pity that his years of wandering can't give her a stable life, otherwise he must chase her.

"Tigas." The little maid said with a smile, "What about you?"

"Lai..." Lytle almost blurted out his real name, but fortunately he stopped in time: "Lanny, my name is Lanny Osman."

The little maid was taken aback, a surprised light flashed in her eyes, and she looked suspicious: "Are you the daughter of Earl Omans?"

"Yes."

But not soon, he thought happily.

Tigas wanted to say something, but Thea who hurried over interrupted her directly.

"You finished washing so soon?"

Lytle returned the wooden basin to her, and replied vaguely, if it was only floated in the water for a few times, it could barely be counted.

Thea saw a faint guilty expression on Miss Lanney's tender face, so she teased, "If you are lazy, the Duke will punish you."

"Not afraid."

He lightly rubbed the smooth surface of his pocket with his fingertips, and snorted triumphantly. It won't be long before Duke Hecha will kneel down and beg for mercy, so why not punish him?

Seeing Tigas next to Lytle, Thea frowned: "Where are you from, why have I never seen you?"

Tijias bowed her head slightly, and replied respectfully: "I am the new maid recruited by Steward Ade."

Thea reprimanded: "Who told you to stop working and just talk? Stay away from the Duke and Miss Lani in the future, you know?"

Tijias' figure trembled slightly: "Got it."

Thea nodded: "Go to work."

After Tigas left, Lytle suggested implicitly: "Appropriate relaxation and encouragement can better maintain the motivation of servants to work."

How could the pure and kind Miss Lanny understand the darkness of this world?

Thea sighed and explained: "A few months ago, the new gardener in the manor almost hacked and wounded the unsuspecting Duke."

Lytle was taken aback: "Isn't the city of Moyervia always known for its good security?"

"Recently, a lot of refugees have come from outside the city." Thea said indignantly: "They are all escaped from the down-and-out small town. Although some are ordinary and honest people, there are still a group of people who commit crimes of beating, smashing, looting and burning. Your lord will deal with it." They, however, have fostered some refugees who hate the rich and secretly sneaked into the manor, intending to kill the Duke."

Lytle was puzzled: "Aren't there no refugees who escaped in the past?"

Thea is just a maid who stays in the manor all year round and knows little about the outside world. She shook her head: "I don't know about this. Although there are usually, they are not as many as this year. The latest batch even snatched The rice bowls of local urban residents have been lost, causing a lot of dissatisfaction.”

Seeing Lytle's slightly tangled expression, he warned with lingering fear: "So you must not get too close to the new servant. The Duke has practiced swordsmanship since he was a child, and he reacted in time without being injured."

She babbled endlessly: "Besides, the water-spirited maid with bumps is the easiest to climb into the Duke's bed. You must prevent this from happening!"

Lytle thought of another way.

In this way, Duke Hecha's impotence is still a secret in the manor, and his eyes are bright, which is also an excellent clue.

"He won't." Lytle showed a sinister smile.

Thea was amazed at the girl's confidence.

"Aren't you worried at all?"

Lytle said meaningfully: "No one should worry about things that will never happen."

Thea was lost in thought.

Let's wait until he can stand up.Lytle thought triumphantly.

Lytle said goodbye to Thea, and he couldn't wait to explore the secrets hidden in Hecha's closet.

The only thing that needs to be considered now is how to sneak into Duke Hecha's bedroom. Lytle paced the corridor, biting his fingers, thinking of countermeasures.

Duke Hecha's bedroom is regularly cleaned by a maid every afternoon. If he can knock out the maid and replace her, there should be enough time for him to rummage through the things inside.

But the risk of knocking out the maid is too great.

So he decided to ask Ade for help.

"Do you want to help the Duke clean up?"

Ade showed a look of hesitation. He couldn't give the key to the door casually. There were other important documents and other things on the Duke's desk.

Lytle thought hard about the face of Mona Lisa, trying to find the feeling of being in love: "I just love him so much, I want to do anything for him."

Ade recalled that Lanny personally cooked for the Duke a few days ago. Although the cooked food was not satisfactory, at least the starting point was good.

If she helps the Duke clean up... Ade is suddenly worried about those priceless furnishings in the bedroom.

Ade wondered: "You can consider sending a kiss when the Duke is tired, it may be more practical."

kiss?joke!Is he someone who would sell his body for a warehouse of nutrient solution and secrets? !

Lytle asked with the last trace of luck: "Is it really not possible?"

"Really not." Ade replied apologetically.

Well, he was rejected.

Lytle returned to the bedroom resentfully.

The feeling that he could not open the key even though he had it in his hand made him scratch his head.