piratefiction Chapter 238 What are you pretending for?
Chapter 238 What are you pretending for?
Along the central avenue, Richard walked through the jubilant crowds back to the long-missed lord's manor.
Led by Lina, seven battle maids, including Betty and Snow Moon, lined up neatly in a row.
Behind them, eight ordinary snow rabbit maids responsible for daily chores stood quietly.
Upon seeing Richard appear, all the maids' faces lit up with undisguised joy, and they all bowed deeply.
"Welcome back safely, sir."
Upon seeing them, Richard's fatigue from traveling for more than half a month vanished without a trace in that instant.
In high spirits, he disregarded the presence of eight ordinary maids, stepped forward, and kissed each of them on the forehead.
The maids who were kissed blushed slightly, and their restrained expressions were softened by a lively smile.
Richard smiled.
"Come on, I've brought back two bottles of fine wine, let me share them with you!"
Such a big event as being promoted to a noble rank definitely deserves a proper celebration; a city-wide celebration is currently underway in the central square outside.
The breeding team had slaughtered three hundred cattle and three hundred sheep in advance, and they were now being roasted over charcoal, sizzling and dripping with oil.
Spices were poured on the meat as if they were free, and the mouthwatering aroma of the meat wafted on the wind throughout the entire city.
The agricultural team also brought a large quantity of fruits such as watermelons, star fruit, blueberries, and blackcurrants, which they piled up in wooden basins into small mountains.
The artisan department provided alcoholic beverages, as well as various fruit juices and jams, bringing dozens of carts of them over.
Unlimited supply today!
Whether newly arrived residents, citizens, or hardworking serfs, everyone can share in the joy of a lord's promotion to nobility.
The square was bustling with noise, and the entire Chiffon Inner City was incredibly lively.
The specially trained chiffon girl group made its official debut today, pushing the atmosphere to its peak.
A dozen or so beautiful young women, dressed in matching bright and fashionable long dresses, stood on a temporary platform, their dance moves graceful and their songs melodious.
The people had never seen anything like it before; the vibrant, youthful dance was incredibly novel and exciting.
Their eyes were red, and they shouted excitedly. Their roaring cheers were so loud that they drowned out the singing, and only a few faint syllables could be heard.
...
Meanwhile, in the restaurant on the second floor of the lord's mansion, Lina and her companions had already made meticulous arrangements, with an extremely lavish welcome feast filling the entire long table.
Richard had his seven battle maids sit down and share the Elven Moonlight Brew he had brought back with them.
The maids accompanied Richard during his meal, chatting and laughing as they recounted recent events in the territory, creating a warm and relaxed atmosphere.
But things quickly went wrong!
Xueyue first rested her chin on her hand, staring intently at Richard, her once clear and lively eyes now misty with tears.
She suddenly walked towards the head of the table, seemingly drunk, her steps unsteady, and soon she threw herself into Richard's arms.
She gently wrapped her arms around his waist, rested her head on his chest, and spoke in a soft, coquettish voice.
"Sir, I feel so dizzy, I think I'm drunk, um~"
Richard looked down at her and almost burst out laughing.
The Elf Moonlight Brew has a very low alcohol content, and since eight people shared two bottles, each person only received one cup.
What are you pretending for?
But her hot, affectionate eyes made Richard too lazy to tell whether she was truly drunk or faking it.
He chuckled and gently rubbed her temples.
"Hey, rubbing it will make you feel better."
Xueyue hummed contentedly, her whole body going limp in his arms. She closed her eyes, her lips curving into a wide smile as she greedily savored the tenderness the master was giving her.
...
This scene, witnessed by the other maids, instantly displeased them.
"Sir, I'm drunk too." Lina put down her knife and fork, pouted, and leaned closer.
"Yes, yes, I feel dizzy too." Betty stood up expectantly.
"I want my head rubbed too!" Nicole cheered, running over excitedly. The popular fantasy novel category list is updated weekly. Click here.
"And me..." Even the usually quiet Martha wasn't going to back down.
Celia and Susan didn't say a word; they simply approached the master one after the other, shyly.
In the blink of an eye, Richard was surrounded by maids!
Seven pairs of eyes stared at him expectantly, some even deliberately swaying their bodies as if they were unsteady on their feet.
...
Richard sighed helplessly.
have to.
It looks like we definitely won't be able to have this welcome banquet.
He picked Xueyue up and stood up. The girl cooperated immediately, wrapping her arms around his neck and burying her head in his shoulder while giggling.
"Are they all drunk?" the master asked.
"I'm drunk!" the maid replied.
"Alright then." Richard resignedly walked towards the bedroom. "Since you're all drunk, you might as well get some rest."
The maids immediately cheered and followed behind him, laughing and joking, their steps steady as if they were not drunk at all.
Richard placed Xueyue in the center of the bed. As soon as the girl touched the pillow, she rolled over, hugged the quilt, curled up into a ball, and mumbled something indistinctly.
The other maids, also looking drunk, climbed up as well.
The bed was large, but it still felt a bit crowded with eight people. They were laughing and playing around with pillows, and the atmosphere of youthful girls filled the entire bedroom.
"Nicole, could you move over a bit? There's no room left here!"
"No! This place is for the master!"
It was only then that Richard realized just how difficult these usually well-behaved and sensible maids could be when they got drunk and started acting crazy.
Even sleeping is restless; I either roll from one end of the bed to the other or toss and turn unconsciously.
Lina, the head maid, wanted to take care of the other maids, but she was so drunk that she felt nauseous and could only cover her mouth with one hand and support herself on the edge of the bed with the other, sobbing softly.
Richard was a little worried about her, so he quickly patted her back and kept pushing her, trying to help her sober up.
Nicole was completely drunk and unconscious, her long legs kicking wildly.
Richard was worried that she would kick other people, so he carried her on his shoulder to move her to another position. As a result, she kicked too hard and seemed to have cramped up, groaning and moaning.
After Nicole fell asleep, Richard noticed that Celia's sleeping posture was extremely ungraceful. He tried to help her adjust it, but she grabbed his arm and wouldn't let go.
He had no choice but to pick her up and shake her vigorously, trying to bring her back to her senses.
I'm awake.
However, he was probably too drunk, his body was trembling, and after a few groans, he fell into a deep sleep with a satisfied look on his face.
...
Richard had to exhaust himself trying to keep an eye on the group of drunk and unruly girls, working frantically and without a moment's rest.
The commotion was quite loud.
Outside the bedroom door, eight ordinary snow rabbit maids waited with basins of water and towels, too shy to look up.
As evening approached, the bedroom gradually quieted down.
All the maids' earlier playful and eccentric behavior vanished, and they returned to their usual gentle and quiet demeanor. At this moment, they were sleeping haphazardly in a pile, completely lacking any semblance of decorum.
Richard looked at the maid sleeping soundly on the bed and breathed a long sigh of relief. Taking care of this group of drunkards was more tiring than going down into the mine to tackle tough challenges!
He left the bedroom, his brows furrowed with obvious fatigue. He rubbed his aching back, which resonated hollowly.
call...!
Outside the door, eight ordinary maids all lowered their heads, their faces flushed red.
"Prepare warm water, wipe their faces when they wake up, and make them some honey water, they didn't eat much at noon."
"Yes, sir."
Richard nodded and walked down the corridor toward his study. He stopped by the window and looked toward the central square in the distance.
The nationwide celebration is still going on; the bonfires have already been lit, and it looks like tonight will be a sleepless night of revelry.
He let out a long sigh, turned around, and pushed open the study door to prepare for the work ahead.