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Chapter 285 Carmel and Betty

Carmire came to Gao Wen's study, but did not see Gao Wen. The only little maid who looked dumb was waiting for him in the study.

"Mr. Carmier," Betty saw Carmier pushing the door and float in, and immediately came forward with a large teapot. "The master left for a moment, and he said he would come back soon, so that you can wait here."

After thinking and precipitation along the way, Carmier's mood had calmed down. He was a little lucky to hear Betty's words - before Gowen came back, he could spend a few more minutes to adjust his mood and sort out his discoveries.

"Did he tell me where he went?" Carmier found a random spot in a corner of the study and asked casually.

"The master went to the lab and said there was a place on the drawings that was not sure, so I need to test it again... Well..." Betty tried hard to recall what he heard from Gao Wen, "Test 'data'! That's what the word says."

"Data? Drawings?" Carmire immediately became curious, "What is it about?"

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

Kamier was speechless - forgot, not not knowing, which means that Gao Wen must have told the little maid about other things, but she obviously didn't remember...but this was not surprising.

Carmire knew Betty. Although this little girl was just a maid, she was said to have been born and died with the lord and was extremely trusted and loved by the lord's family. She could always see this little girl running around in the lord's mansion. Sometimes she would learn to write with the lord in the study. Such a special little girl would certainly leave a deep impression on Carmire.

So Carmier 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, and knowing that she would always forget things that were not easy to understand for her... To be honest, Carmier also couldn't understand how such an unreliable maid became the maid who managed the entire lord's mansion and could command several servants here...

It can only be said that the approachable lord was too relaxed about the servants in the mansion - but Carmier did not intend to comment on this. He was just a researcher and was rarely interested in things beyond 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 very wide area around the territory. Its fineness and detail were surprisingly unlike anything that people could draw in this era of technological epoch. Betty stood beside him, holding a large teapot and looking at the guest thoughtfully, as if he was trapped in a very tangled thought.

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

Carmire was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look at the serious little maid, and waved his hand a little awkwardly: "Ah, no need, thank you."

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

But after a while, she came up again: "Mr. Carmier, do you want tea?"

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

"……oh."

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

Carmire finally felt that he could not continue to study the map. He turned around and covered his embarrassment with his best efforts: "Little girl, didn't you realize that I had no mouth?"

Betty seemed to have finally figured out something. She suddenly realized "Oh" and then put the teapot on the desk in a little disappointed way: "Oh..."

Looking at the dazed little girl, Carmier 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."

"The master said that you should remember to serve tea when you entertain guests," Betty still looked very frustrated, "but I always feel that I didn't do it well..."

"You have worked hard... My situation is so special. I think no maid knows how to entertain a 'guest' like me," Carmier didn't know why he said so much to a little maid, but he just couldn't help saying, "How long have you served the Cecile's house?"

Betty calculated it carefully this time - she had never calculated the years before, but now she knew how to count and figured out a lot of things she hadn't figured out before: "Six years, but in the first two years she was just helping Mrs. Hansen wash dishes..."

She is only sixteen years old now... In other words, was she sold to a castle as a servant when she was ten years old? A girl washing dishes?

Carmire knew that he had no reason to continue asking, but he couldn't help but speak: "Do you like living like this?"

"...I don't know," Betty obviously didn't think about this question. She was stunned for a moment before answering, "but Miss Rebecca and I were very nice to me, and Madam Hetty and the Master, they were all very nice to me. Moreover, when I was young, I and my family were always hungry. Since I entered the castle, we have all been able to eat a full meal..."

It took Carmier a few seconds to figure out the truth during this period - it was simply because Betty had the lowest rations for the servants in the castle, and her family not only sold them back, but also lost a mouth for eating.

This is the way for the lowly untouchables in this era to survive at the end of their lives, and it even takes some luck to achieve it - because not at all times the lord needs to buy servants.

This is something that people of this era regard as common sense, but for Kamair, who came to this era from the heyday of the Gondor Empire, there were too many unimaginable periods.

However, he could not change the current situation of the entire era, and thousands of words finally came together into a sentiment: "What a cruel era."

"The master said so," Betty suddenly spoke when he heard this, "but I don't understand what he means."

"The Lord said so?"

"Yes, the master said that this era is cruel, and he also said that he wanted to build a new order or something..." Betty recalled vigorously, "All it is a very complicated thing. I heard him tell Miss Rebecca and Madame Hetty."

"So that's it..." Carmier listened silently and sighed softly, "This is normal. He was a person who had experienced that glorious era and would definitely not be able to withstand the ignorance and darkness of the present."

Betty looked at Carmier blankly. She didn't understand the meaning of the other person's muttering. Carmier looked down at Betty, and suddenly realized why she couldn't help but say so much to the little girl.

"I used to have a sister...ah, she doesn't look like you, but the last time I saw her, she was about the same age as you," said the ancient mage quietly. "She... loved making tea for me at that time."

Betty blinked: "Is your sister a great wizard too?"

"...No, she has no magical talent, she is just an ordinary person, and she died of illness before she became an adult," Carmier said in a very calm tone. "If it weren't for this, I might not have left the capital and become a member of the 'disobedient' plan."

Betty lowered her head: "Uh..."

"It's all the past," Carmier lowered his head, trying to touch Betty's hair. However, before his "palm" filled with arcane energy touched the latter, there were already stark arcane sparks jumping near Betty's hair. Seeing this scene, the ancient mage slowly withdrew his hand and sighed, "Oh..."

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

The little maid didn't know what was going on, so she had to go back to the desk and continue to stare blankly.

Not long after, the door of the study was pushed open, and Gao Wen returned to the room with a roll of drawings. He saw Carmier who seemed to be studying the bookshelf and Betty who was standing by the desk and wandering outside the sky. He couldn't help but smile: "Are you impatient to wait?"

Carmire turned around and floated towards Gao Wen: "No, I was chatting with the little girl just now, and it was not boring."

Betty ran to Gao Wen with a large teapot: "Master, Mr. Carmire doesn't drink tea! He said he has no mouth..."

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

"Um!"

Betty ran out with a slight slight slight slight slight, leaving Gao Wen looking at Carmier with an awkward look: "This kid sometimes speaks in a daze..."

"It's okay, I didn't care. She's a very cute girl," Carmire said lightly, "Lord, I have something I want to report to you."

Gao Wen was about to let Carmier see his artillery design ideas, but he was stunned when he heard this: "Oh? What's the matter?"

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

"Did you understand the origin of the distorted body?" Gao Wen's expression became serious in an instant. He immediately walked towards the desk quickly and put down the information drawings in his hand. "Where did they come from?"

"We made it," Carmier said slowly, "a product of disobedience to the plan."

“…”

Gao Wen was silent and didn't speak for almost ten seconds. Until even Carmier felt a little uneasy, he smiled silently and shook his head: "It's really the answer..."

"You expected it?"

"It's just a guess," Gao Wen exclaimed, "After knowing your disobedient plan, I had a little guess in this regard based on the information I came into contact with when I rushed out of the wasteland of Gondor, but I didn't expect... the situation was really the same as I thought. Tell me, how did you find it?"

"Miss Tyre gave me a sample of a distortion, which is a clean sample that can be analyzed by magic after eliminating the chaotic magic energy. I found signs of type ii genetic factor mutation in that book, and this mutation... is the characteristic of the 'god evil' we created at the beginning."
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