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Arturia's departure was uneventful and did not bring any changes to everyone. They continued to do what they should do. Except for me, I was beaten to the ground by Biansha every day. I was beaten to the point where my soul was out of body.

Sometimes, there will be one more person in the running lights of life in my mind, who will worry about the powerful test she has to face.

No, there is another person whose life rhythm has undergone a huge change. Yes, it is easy to think of that person. That person is the maid Carol who has been serving Arturia.

Artoria left, and she was left behind. There was no one to accompany her to practice battles, and there was no master for her to serve... When I thought this, Mu Ran discovered that it seemed that I was also... her master.

Well, the identity of His Highness the Prince of the Mysterious Elf Tribe has finally been remembered again.

But it doesn’t matter. Didn’t Artoria ask Colgate to improve well? She must break through to the realm of world power before she completes the test, otherwise won’t she be able to protect her reputation as a maid? Although this is definitely Artoria’s words of encouragement, it cannot be

To be honest, Carole, who was meticulous and strict and took Artoria's every word as a decree, would never think like this.

Therefore, after Artoria leaves, she will definitely set off immediately to go out to experience. Unlike people like me who often go out to find moral integrity and the meaning of life, she will unswervingly find the path to becoming strong.

I originally thought so, but the facts proved that my idea was still too naive. I completely underestimated the sense of mission in Carolie's heart as a maid. Her requirements for herself were so strict that no one expected.

Without leaving, not even preparing to leave, Artoria left with her front foot, and she followed behind me, as she usually did when she was with Artoria, respectfully, and maintaining the most perfect posture.

The style of a maid. Not far but not too close, just three steps away from me, following behind.

At first, I didn't care. I just admired Carole for her hard work and thought that after today. Maybe it wouldn't take more than a day, just waiting for a while, she would take the initiative to make a request to me, and then go out to practice.

But one day passed, and the next morning, when I opened the door, I found that Caroline, who was supposed to leave quietly, was standing respectfully at the door waiting to be served. She was still looking sleepy and stretched out her hand lazily.

The stupid face that was yawning was frozen on the spot, and beads of sweat broke out.

Wait, don't worry, I must have made a mistake somewhere, and Carol will definitely ask to leave first. I can't panic.

A certain idiot Druid who always has a sense of confrontation inexplicably burning up in meaningless places, thinking this in his heart, put away his sleepy face, put on a majestic face with Chinese characters, coughed a few times, put his hands behind his back, and said to

Karoujie nodded coolly and strode out of the door.

After quickly washing up, as usual, Carole had prepared breakfast and lunch for Biansha and me, and when we went out, we saw Tamoya and Amrudina already waiting.

Saying hello as usual, the group came to Lugoin's training ground again. Tamoya and Amrudina said goodbye and left. The script was the same as before, with the only exception that there was one less Arturia.

And Caroline stayed by my side.

Forget it... I can't ruthlessly drive away Carole at this time, it seems I can't escape.

After breakfast, it was time for practice. Ten days later, Beansa and I were still playing the two-hit combo game. There was no change. We just asked Beansa to slightly adjust the strength and add one more force.

From this point of view, practice actually has an effect, although the effect is not obvious. It is a subtle, steady stream of changes that cannot be seen at all as time passes day after day.

But if you compare carefully across the range, you can see that I have changed a lot between the me now and the me who had not started practicing twenty days ago. The me twenty days ago would definitely be the same.

There is absolutely no way he can withstand the current double attack from Beansa.

However, although the anti-strike ability and recovery ability of the intermediate level of World Power have achieved results, the other two items, cohesion and explosive power, still have little effect. Could it be that Beansa's fist is still too light? Wait, that's not right.

I was knocked unconscious several times. If it was still mild, wouldn't it mean that Beansa would use a fatal attack on me?

This is really not a joke, hey, it's not something that can be understood after trying it once or twice. In this case, maybe I will give it a try, but I have to keep practicing and let Biansha beat me with fatal attacks.

Even if I have the halo of a hundred or a thousand protagonists, I will always die under a thousand or ten thousand fatal attacks from Beansa. This is definitely not a joke.

Anyway, let's develop our ability to withstand blows and recover first. Maybe there will be new discoveries by then.

With this idea in mind, the day's training begins.

Therefore, with the presence of an outsider named Carol, the stupid Biansha turned into a cool Biansha. Even when he and I were having breakfast together, he pursed his lips and rarely spoke.

Looking at my little junior sister, she is not afraid of strangers.

Nowadays, the cool version of Beansa holds the honey jar in one hand and raises it with the other. The cold aura she suddenly exudes makes me have the illusion that she will put more effort into beating me today.

"Bang-bang-bang!" Beansa's lightning-like fist struck him twice, and he continued to plow the ground to create a right-angled ravine.

The training ground is equipped with self-healing magic, which is really prepared for a rainy day. Even I can’t help but give 32 likes to the Mages Guild. Otherwise, in just over half a month, I am afraid that the training ground in front of me will become a ten-year-old man.

There is a huge pit many meters deep, making it impossible to use it normally.

This big hole was plowed out bit by bit with my beaten body.

As usual, rest at noon, continue practicing, and then in the evening...

"Wow...it's really miserable. The pace seems to have become faster today. I got beaten a few more times." On the way back, I couldn't help but scream.

The little ghost still controls the body and transports me back. Now, this seems to have become an indicator, an indicator of whether Beansa should increase its strength. If one day, there is no need to let the little ghost possess me and transport me.

.Then it means that I can let Beansa add more strength. This is the shaking m that I have figured out in the past twenty days... No, I have figured out the way to become stronger.

When I said goodbye to Tamoya and Amrudina and returned to the tent, the little ghost laid my body down on the chair. She immediately slipped out and got back into the necklace. She was still not used to having other people around her.

Someone other than me is here.

Without the support of the little ghost, I immediately turned into a puddle of mud, and I didn’t even want to move a finger. But at this time, I was thinking about another thing. From time to time, I glanced at An An An quietly standing there.

On the side, Caroline watched the changes in her expression.

During this day with me, the secret of deception that I had been hiding from Artoria was also exposed. Naturally, I had to see her reaction.

Thinking about it more seriously, this should be regarded as the crime of deceiving the emperor. Could it be that Carole suddenly pulled out the sword, raised the sword and fell, and gave me the crime?

"Your Highness the Prince."

"Yes...yes." I was thinking deeply. My teeth were chattering when suddenly Colgate made a sound, which almost scared me to the point of peeing.

I'm going to take action, I'm going to die!

"His Highness is tired. I'll boil a basin of hot water and give His Highness a bath." Carolie said.

It turns out they didn’t want to sanction me, it’s okay, okay.

My life was saved. I breathed a sigh of relief, and naturally ignored the meaning of what Caroline just said.

After Caroline left, I thought about it carefully and realized something was wrong.

Wait. What did she just say? Boil water to take a bath, right? It's nothing. The question is, is there any strange words or meanings mixed in with it?

After all, I can't even move a finger now, how should I take a shower?

How long does it take for an adventurer to boil a basin of hot water? A fire mage can create a basin of hot water in less than two seconds as long as he puts his hand into the water. Although Kaluge is not a mage, she has other methods, so it only takes a blink of an eye.

In no time, she came back, then helped me up and walked to the bathroom.

"Wait... wait, Carol, I think I need to lie down and rest now." I quickly said when I realized that the situation was not good.

"Taking a bath is also a good way to relieve fatigue. Your Majesty likes to take a bath and relax when you are tired." Caroline explained to me using her professional knowledge as a personal maid.

"But...but I...I can't move a finger now." I suppressed my blush, and finally, I looked at Karen helplessly, and asked you to be more observant. In this regard, I am

My sister's slutty maid is really better than Caroline.

"It doesn't matter." Carole's pretty and meticulous face showed a handsome smile with a strong sense of mission as a maid, as if to say, this is the reason why my maid exists.

Then, she gave an answer that was not surprising to me, but made me panic: "I'll just wash it for Your Highness."

"How... how can this be done?" I panicked at that time and asked Carolie to help me take a bath? Please, this is a shameful play that I have never done even when I was with the pornographic maid, how could I let it happen?

Colgate does this kind of thing.

Hey, hey, don't look at me suspiciously. I really didn't let that slutty maid help me take a bath. I washed it together instead of helping me. Isn't that okay?

"Is there anything strange?" Caroline looked at me confused, as if she thought I was making a fuss.

"Of course...it's weird."

"Really? Could it be that the customs and habits of His Highness are different? I have also learned a little bit about it. There seems to be no difference in human customs and habits. Isn't it normal for a personal maid to help the master bathe?"

"Well... that's what I'm saying..." I broke out in sweat. I didn't expect that Carole would even understand this kind of thing, leaving me with no excuse to deceive her.

"Well...after all, men and women are different, and I can be shy." In desperation, I confessed the truth.

"Even if His Highness says so... But in his current state, His Highness cannot take a bath alone, right?"

Facing my innocent eyes, Caroline's purple eyes flickered a few times, and a trace of emotion quickly passed through her.

You are shy too, you feel shy too, right? You are just trying your best to hide it with the serious expression you learned from Artoria. If you are shy, stop doing it. The relationship between humans and elves has finally been restored.

Healing, why continue to hurt each other!

"I... I just asked Alice to come." In desperation, I finally thought of the [enthusiastic person] who just transported me back and said quickly.

"Little ghost, come out and do me a favor." I was afraid that Caroline wouldn't believe it. I shouted to the necklace in my arms.

There was no movement at all. After a little investigation, the ghost was sleeping soundly inside.

No wonder, lately, I have to trouble her almost every day to help me control my body, and help me with treatment at night. Now the little ghost can only sleep sixteen hours a day, which is really terrible. No wonder the lack of sleep has caused me

It's understandable and completely understandable that I fall asleep after coming back.

My little saint, the goddess of sleep~~~

Seeing the little ghost sleeping soundly, I felt guilty inside. I couldn't bear to wake her up.

Seeing that the necklace didn't respond, Carole replaced words with actions and continued to help me toward the bathroom.

No!!!
To be continued...