Evil always comes from courage

I can't believe the lies of the Melody warriors. They, the people of Leled Imperial City, are all hypocrites carved from the same mold.

If he really had my best interests at heart, how could he not know what Soldier Susan had done, let alone make me so unhappy and send a waiter to monitor my conversation.

When I was farther away, I sent the waiters away to get me some snacks and then stop following me.

Not long after I returned to the bedroom, there was a knock on my door and a maid brought me coffee and dessert.

She steadily pushed the dining cart in. I was secretly surprised by her elegant and graceful posture. Seeing her arrange everything for me, I actually blushed slightly.

She has dark brown curly hair, which is long and shiny, and the tips of her hair are slightly reddish under the candlelight.

When she bent down slightly and meticulously poured me a cup of steaming coffee, her thick hair sloped down from her head like a waterfall filled with white water.

She wore a white headband with layers of black ruffles on both sides, and she wore a black dress with a white apron that also had ruffles.

She is different from the waiters bribed by Susan Warrior. Although everyone wears similar clothes, her unparalleled temperament makes me think that this is what a waiter on the Victoria should look like.

She has a slightly ordinary appearance, which doesn't make people feel that deep, but her elegant temperament makes people can't help but take a second look.

I couldn't hold it any longer, but she stayed there, standing in the corner of the room. She didn't look out of place at all. She was as quiet as an art piece.

I speeded up my meal a little nervously, and the only sound in the room was the slight sound of my knife and fork touching the plate.

As I was eating, I couldn't help but begin to forget that there was such a person in the room. Even her breathing was surprisingly quiet. This gave me the illusion that I was really the only one in the room, and I couldn't help but relax. , enjoy the food slowly.

But I soon got tired of it, and I regretted only ordering these desserts and not ordering anything else.

The sweet cream is indeed silky and soft, but if you eat it too much, the milky taste and aroma are no longer so satisfying, but become monotonous.

I took a sip of the coffee, and it was so bitter that I almost spit it out. There was no sweetness at all, as if the bitterness washed away the sweet cream in my mouth in an instant, leaving nothing behind.

I saw she was still standing there, maybe there was something else, so I asked her;

"Did Mr. Melody ask you to come?"

I just want this now, mainly because before I left, he specially raised his voice to greet the waiter, as if to emphasize that there will be a waiter who can satisfy me soon.

But she shook her head and said respectfully;

"I am not a waiter on the Victoria, my master is Lady Emma. She wanted to ask about the child, and asked me to tell you some of what happened during the day, in case you were unprepared."

I then remembered her identity. When I had afternoon tea with Mrs. Hong a few days ago, wasn't she the maid who served the tea?

I had a headache, and I had forgotten all about it, but luckily, it was harmless. Even if I made a mistake, it didn't matter.

I didn't answer about Henry Jane because I didn't know much, and there was no need for me to explain this to the waiter.

If I knew something, then I should go Let’s have afternoon tea with Mrs. Red instead of letting this waiter pass the message back and forth between us.

I think that since Mrs. Red will send her excellent entourage here, it must not be to hear about Henry Jane’s misfortune, but to tell her about it. More important things.

When I recalled her words, I suddenly remembered the secretive behavior of Soldiers Susan and Melody not long ago. They seemed to be hiding something from me.