Chapter 285 Carmel and Betty

Carmel came to Gawain's study, but did not see Gawain's figure, only the dumb-looking little maid was waiting for him in the study.

"Mr. Carmel," Betty saw Carmel push the door and float in, and immediately greeted him with a large teapot, "Master leave for a little while, he said he will be back soon, so you can wait here. "

After thinking and precipitation along the way, Carmel's mood has calmed down, and he is a little fortunate to hear Betty's words-before Gawain returns, he can spend a few more minutes to adjust his mood and organize his own. Find.

"Did he say where he went?" Carmel asked casually while finding a place to rest in the corner of the study.

"Master has gone to the laboratory. He said that there is a place on the drawing that is still uncertain, and I need to test it again... um..." Betty tried hard to recall what she heard from Gawain, "Test the 'data'! That's what the word says."

"Data? Drawings?" Camel was suddenly curious. "What is it about?"

Betty thought about it carefully, then raised her head and raised her chest: "Forget it!"

Carmel was speechless—forgot, not didn't know, which means that Gawain must have explained other things to this little maid, but she obviously didn't remember... but this is not surprising.

Carmel knows Betty. Although this little girl is just a maid, she is said to have followed the lord to life and death. She is very trusted and loved by the lord's family. You can always see this little girl running around in the lord's mansion. , and sometimes she would learn to write with the lord in the study, such a special little girl would certainly impress Carmel.

So Carmel knew Betty, not only knew her, but also knew some things about this little girl, such as knowing that she was a little stupid, knowing that she liked writing, knowing that she would always forget those things that were not very easy for her to understand... ...To be honest, Carmel couldn't understand how such an unreliable maid became the head maid who took care of the entire lord's mansion, and was able to command several servants here...

can only say,

The approachable lord was too lenient with the servants in the palace - but Carmel didn't intend to comment on this, he was just a researcher, and he was rarely interested in things other than academic issues.

While waiting, he began to study a map hanging on the wall of the study. It seemed to be a topographic map of a fairly wide area around the territory. It was astonishingly detailed and detailed. What people can draw in the era of dating, Betty stood beside, holding a big teapot and looking at the guest thoughtfully, seemingly caught in a very tangled thought.

After thinking hard, Betty finally spoke: "Mr. Carmel, do you want tea?"

Carmel was stunned for a moment, turned to look at the serious little maid, and waved her hand slightly embarrassedly: "Ah, no need, thank you."

Betty blinked and returned to the table with the teapot: "Oh."

But after a while, she stepped forward again: "Mr. Carmel, do you want tea?"

Carmel: "...I really don't need it, thank you little girl."

"……Oh."

After a while, Betty's voice sounded behind Carmel for the third time: "Mr. Carmel, do you want tea?"

Carmel finally felt that he couldn't continue to study the map. He turned around and tried his best to hide his embarrassment: "Little girl, didn't you realize that I don't have a mouth?"

Betty seemed to finally understand something, she suddenly realized "Oh", and then she put the teapot on the desk in a bit of loss: "Oh..."

Looking at this dumb girl, Carmel suddenly couldn't help but want to say something, but after hesitating for a long time, he only said a dry sentence: "But thank you very much for the tea..."

"Master said you should remember to serve tea when entertaining guests," Betty still looked frustrated, "but I always feel like I'm not doing well..."

"You have done your best... It's because my situation is too special, I think any maid probably doesn't know how to entertain a 'guest' like me," Carmel didn't know why he would talk to a little maid After saying so much, he couldn't help but say, "How long have you served Cecil's family?"

Betty did a serious calculation this time - she had never been able to count the years before, but now she knows how to count, and wants to understand a lot of things that she didn't understand before: "Six years, but the first two years were just two years. Helping Mrs. Hansen with the dishes..."

She's only sixteen now... That is to say, she was sold to the castle as a servant when she was ten? Dishwasher girl?

Carmel knew that he had no reason to keep asking, but he couldn't help but say, "Do you like living like this?"

"...I don't know," Betty obviously hadn't thought about this question, she froze for a moment before answering, "but Miss Rebecca and the old Viscount are very good to me, as well as Mrs. Hetty, and the master, they are all right I'm fine. And when I was little, my family and I were always hungry, and since I entered the castle, we've all been fed..."

It took Carmel a few seconds to understand the reason for this period - it was nothing more than because Betty had a minimum servant's ration in the castle, and her family not only sold the money back, but also lost one Just a mouth to eat.

This is the way the low-level pariahs are desperate to survive in this era, and even this requires some luck to achieve - because it is not always necessary for lords to buy servants.

This is something that people in this era regard as common sense, but for Carmel, who came to this era from the heyday of the Gondor Empire, there are too many unimaginable things during this period.

However, he couldn't change the status quo of the entire era, and thousands of words finally converged into one emotion: "It's really a cruel era."

"Master said so too," Betty said suddenly, "but I don't understand what he meant."

"The lord said that too?"

"Yes, the lord said that this era was cruel, and he also said that a new order was to be built..." Betty recalled vigorously, "All in all, it is a very complicated thing, I heard him tell Miss Rebecca and Mrs. Hetty. ."

"It turns out that..." Carmel listened silently and sighed softly, "This is also normal. He is a person who has experienced that glorious era, and he must not be able to endure the ignorance and darkness now."

Betty looked at Carmel blankly. She didn't quite understand the meaning of the other party's muttering words. Carmel looked down at Betty and suddenly realized why she couldn't help talking so much to this little girl.

"I used to have a sister... ah, she didn't look like you, but the last time I saw her, she was about the same age as you," the ancient magus said quietly, "she was... I love making tea for me."

Betty blinked: "Is your sister also a great magician?"

"...No, she doesn't have any magical talent, she's just an ordinary person, and she died of illness before she reached adulthood," Camille said in a very indifferent tone, "If it wasn't for this, I probably wouldn't have left the imperial capital. Be a part of the 'disobedient' program."

Betty lowered her head: "Well..."

"It's all in the past," Carmel lowered his head and wanted to touch Betty's hair, but before his "palm" filled with arcane energy touched the latter, there were already bits and pieces of arcane magic. The spark jumped near Betty's hair. Seeing this scene, the ancient magus slowly withdrew his hand and let out a sigh, "Alas..."

Betty felt a little itchy scalp and couldn't help scratching her hair, but when she looked up, she found that Carmel had floated somewhere else: the conversation was over.

The little maid didn't know what happened, so she had to go back to the desk and continue to be in a daze.

Not long after, the door of the study was pushed open, and Gawain returned to the room with a scroll of blueprints. He saw Carmel, who seemed to be studying the bookshelf, and Betty, who was wandering around the desk, and couldn't help but smile. Get up: "Are you tired of waiting?"

Carmel turned around and floated towards Gawain: "No, I was chatting with the little girl just now, it's not boring."

Betty held a big teapot and ran to Gawain: "Master, Mr. Carmel doesn't drink tea! He said he has no mouth..."

"Cough, I know, I know," Gao Wen touched Betty's head a little embarrassedly, and told the little girl to step back first, "Go back and rest, I don't need anyone here for the time being."

"Um!"

Betty ran out, leaving Gawain looking at Carmel with an embarrassed expression: "This child is a bit stunned sometimes when he talks..."

"It doesn't matter, I don't care, she is a very cute girl," Camille said lightly, "Lord, I have something to report to you."

Gao Wenlai was about to show Carmel his artillery design ideas when he heard the words: "Oh? What's the matter?"

"It's about those aberrations," Carmel's expression no one could understand, but his tone was full of seriousness at the moment, "I think...I know where they came from."

"Have you figured out the origin of the aberrations?" Gawain's expression suddenly became serious, he immediately walked to the desk, and put down the data drawings in his hand, "Where did they come from?"

"We made it," Carmel said slowly, "the product of a disobedient plan."

"..."

Gawain was silent, and did not speak for almost ten seconds. When even Carmel felt a little uneasy, he silently smiled and shook his head: "It's really such an answer..."

"Did you expect it earlier?"

"It's just a guess," Gawain sighed, "after knowing your disobedience plan, I came up with a little guess in this regard based on the information I contacted when I rushed out of the wasteland of Gondor, but I didn't expect... The situation is exactly what I thought. Tell me, how did you find out?"

"Miss Tyre gave me a sample of aberrations, which is a clean sample that can be analyzed by magic after eliminating the chaotic magic energy. In that sample, I found signs of mutation of type II genetic factors, and this mutation... is exactly The characteristics of the 'God's Sin' that we created at the beginning."

"Sit down," Gawain sighed, took a seat behind the desk, and pointed to a chair next to him, "We may have to talk about this."

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