Chapter 283: Others Transmigrate to Punish Tyrants, I Come to Diablo to Be a Tyrant
"Marissa, you've worked hard during this time."
Seeing the Courtyard neatly Mendd, I knew that during the time I was away, the Three-No Princess hadn't been lazy at all. Although her Temperament was a bit strange, she was quite responsible at heart.
I naturally patted her Bun-Hair Hat to show my approval. Mm, the Feel was as good as ever.
"Let me introduce you. She is my Maid, Marissa. Thanks to her management during my time in Lut Gholein, well, in a sense, it can be considered that way." I said with some uncertainty. It was really hard to say whether the Three-No Princess took care of me more or caused me more trouble.
"Marissa, let me introduce you."
I turned around and pointed at Sarah and the others: "My Fiancée Sarah, Sarah's mother—Aunt Shali, and my three Brothers, Alpha, Beta, and Gamma."
"Yes, Master, Mistress, and Madam Shali, Alpha, Beta, and Gamma, please come in." The Three-No Princess still bowed coldly, her Gaze seeming to linger on Sarah for a moment, then she gestured for everyone to enter.
"You and your Maid are really in sync." The Cop Trio, who had been mercilessly mocked by Marissa and my Combination Skill, said, gritting their teeth as they looked at the two of us.
Hearing "Mistress", Sarah's face immediately turned red, but hearing her Father say that, a subtle sense of Maidenly jealousy arose. However, after thinking about it, she felt relieved – that's right, for such a large Villa, if they didn't hire Servants to manage it, Big Brother would probably have a headache. This didn't mean there was anything between them, but this Maid... mm, just from her Figure, you could tell she was a great beauty. Why are all the girls next to Big Brother so pretty?
"Marissa, everyone is tired. Go prepare the Bathwater." After settling everyone down, I turned back and said to her.
"..."
Her bright yellow eyes glanced at me lightly. Marissa didn't say anything but silently walked out. Phew, thank goodness. It seemed her Mood was quite good today. To be honest, I was really afraid she would pull some small tricks at a crucial moment and make Lars and the others laugh at me.
After bathing, everyone changed into Casual Clothes. More than a month of long journeying made their Bodies feel extremely tired after relaxing, and even Doug and Gus, who were usually full of Energy, were no exception. After shouting that they wanted to go out for a stroll immediately, they were the first to run into a Room and sleep soundly.
Perhaps a Servant's share was prepared, as there were still many empty Rooms on the first and second floors. Settling five people was naturally no problem. After arranging everyone's Residence, I lazily stretched, lay on the comfortable Lounge Chair, and closed my eyes. The latter half of the journey was almost entirely spent resting and recovering, so I didn't feel tired at all now.
"Little Molly. You've really worked hard." Looking at Marissa, who was kneeling beside me, gently brewing a cup of tea, I suddenly said.
"It's nothing." She gently sipped the hot tea, her Gaze looking out the window, her Gaze filled with unspeakable indifference and calmness. Her answer was still extremely concise. Compared to the childishness she showed in front of Sister Sharna, she was like two different people – one was the Monkey King, the other was the Tathagata Buddha.
"I'm sorry." Looking at Marissa, I unconsciously blurted it out. After saying it, I was a bit confused myself. Why did I suddenly want to apologize?
She didn't speak but quietly looked out the window, watching the Leaf gently floating down. Without that exaggerated Hat and Veil, looking at her like this, she was just a gentle and quiet ordinary beautiful Maiden.
"Between me and that Sarah, who is prettier?"
After a long silence, Marissa suddenly blurted out a sentence unexpectedly. I jumped up from the Chair in surprise, staring at her with my mouth wide open. She still had the same old appearance, as if the words just spoken didn't come from her mouth. If I hadn't been sure it was indeed her Voice, I really wouldn't have believed she would say such words.
"Mm, it should be about the same." I answered cautiously. This is truly strange. Ever since just now, every time I see Marissa, I feel a bit uneasy in my heart.
Purely judging by appearance, the two of them were not far apart. Even if I were forced to say Sarah was a bit prettier, the Gap was hard to define. But in terms of Temperament, I was more inclined towards Sarah's sunny, pure, Angel-like Temperament. Of course, most importantly, Sarah is my Fiancée, my most beloved treasure. This is something Marissa cannot compare to.
"Is that so?" Marissa replied faintly, drank the last sip of tea, and stood up to walk towards the door.
"Where are you going?" Subconsciously, I said. It's a bit strange. If this Three-No Princess brews tea, she usually takes at least over an hour, sometimes even a whole day. It's rare to see her finish so quickly. Could it be she's angry at me?
"Returning to 'my own' House. Does Master have any other instructions?" She asked, but without waiting for me to speak, her Figure had already disappeared around the corner.
What a pity. This place is no longer a place that "only belongs" to just her and him. In his heart, perhaps she is always just a Maid.
Can I use the method used to drive away that vicious woman to deal with them? The answer is impossible. Marissa knew that Sarah and the others were different from Sharna. If she were to do this, it would only be embarrassing him. Maybe the one driven away would be her instead.
Looking back at the Villa again, Marissa clutched the thick Book under her arm, adjusted her Hat, and gently closed that Small Wooden Door.
The next day, Doug, who had recovered his Spirit, started shouting early in the morning, insisting on going out for a stroll. His hoarse voice was like a military bugle, deafening. Even covering my ears was useless. Rubbing my sleepy eyes, I rushed out of the Room and gave Doug, who was still acting crazy, a hard kick on the Buttocks. This fellow immediately rolled down the Stairs. Lars, who also ran out angrily, casually threw the Chair in his hand downstairs. Another miserable scream.
Oh!! What a kick-down-the-stairs-chair-throw. You really are something. Hey, wait, but that's my Chair! Each one is worth a lot! Haha, Lars, you scoundrel, hurry up and compensate!
After washing up, I went downstairs to look, but found that the Dining Table was already filled with a rich Breakfast. Marissa's busy Figure was constantly moving back and forth in the Kitchen. This was too abnormal. At this moment, I felt quite uneasy in my heart. This is not like Marissa's usual style. Could it be she's brewing some Conspiracy again?
"So good. I also want such a Maid." Doug and Gus said enviously as they gulped down Breakfast noisily while looking at Marissa. Such a life where clothes are handed to you and food is fed to you made them extremely envious. Lars, on the other hand, was sensible. He sat obediently next to Aunt Shali and ate heartily in silence.
"Alright then, another day I'll ask the King to send a Princess to be your Maid." I said casually.
"Pfft——" Lars, who had poured half a bowl of Porridge into his mouth, suddenly spat it out.
"Wu, what do you mean by this?" Not bothering to wipe his mouth, Lars said, staring at me.
"Eh? Don't you know? Oh right, I didn't tell you about this." I explained the whole story of why Marissa came here as a Maid, of course, omitting some things.
"You mean to say, she is a Princess?" Lars's voice trembled a bit. Although Class-Changed Ones fear nothing, don't forget Lars is a Paladin. Naturally, he also received teachings of loyalty to the king and service to the people, and still held great Awe towards Royal Authority.
"And has Mercenary Rank Strength?" Doug followed Lars's words closely, shouting as he slapped the Table. Then he exchanged a glance with Lars, looked up, and sighed deeply, "Envious (Waste)!!"
I say, Lars, don't blame me for reminding you. It's rare you held back for so long. Saying this will definitely ruin all your previous Effort.
As expected, Aunt Shali suddenly stood up, with a smile full of Killing Intent, looking at Lars: "Dear, what are you saying? Say it again and see?!"
"Big Brother, is that Older Sister really a Princess?" Little Sarah beside me pulled my sleeve and asked with a curious expression.
"Mm, should be considered one." I nodded.
"Ugh~~" The Little Angel gave a whimper, frowned, her little Head not knowing what she was thinking.
After eating Breakfast, the group went noisily to the Street. I took them to Adventurer's Paradise and first found Tor in the Hero's Bar. Compared to me, who is only half-skilled, Tor is undoubtedly a thousand times better Guide.
When he first arrived, this guy first looked at Sarah lecherously, with a face full of amazement. Only then did he notice a certain person standing beside her, staring at him with Killing Intent soaring to the sky. He was immediately scared shitless, quickly lowered his Head, and didn't dare to raise it for a good while.
Hmph, consider yourself sensible. If you dare to look for another second, I'll immediately send you back to your Hometown to get married. You should know, Lut Gholein City doesn't lack one good Guide like you.
Under Tor's guidance and vivid explanation, the next day, the three of Lars had already thoroughly explored Adventurer's Paradise. Unexpectedly meeting a few Acquaintances, they started ignoring me, the Local Guide, and started hanging out at the Tavern themselves. Truly annoying. Of course, the real reason I was angry was - they only took one day to become familiar with Adventurer's Paradise, while I took a whole week.
In Helplessness, I could only act as the protector of Sarah and Aunt Shali, wandering around following behind them. Lut Gholein City is not as safe as Rogue Encampment, especially for Beauties like Sarah and Aunt Shali. For this, I even specially bought them Veils to wear. It's not that I lack Confidence in protecting them, but I don't want those Lecherous Men to feast their eyes on my Sarah, who belongs only to me. Hmph hmph.
I don't understand those Protagonists in Novels. Why do they have a few Beauties and then Show Off everywhere, as if afraid others won't see? As a result, as they walk, they encounter a scene of an Evil Young Master blocking the way, a cliché plot where the Protagonist shows off his power. I don't understand what kind of 'show-off' mentality they have. Could it be because the wife they married in their Past Life was too ugly? Anyway, if it were me, I would definitely carefully protect them. Watching them myself is enough.
Of course, even with her face veiled, my Little Sarah's beauty is hard to hide. This requires a little Method. I snapped my fingers, and those Patrol Soldiers who had already been reminded by the Dead Fat Pig immediately ran over excitedly. Under my instructions, they led a large troop of Soldiers to clear the way ahead. The momentum was truly grand. Commoners who didn't know would think it was another Prince out for a stroll. Speaking of which, isn't this a bit excessive? Seeing the crowded people ahead being roughly pushed aside by Soldiers, I immediately felt that the Evil Young Master I imagined hadn't appeared yet, and I myself had turned into an Evil Young Master first. At this point, a "Protagonist" won't suddenly appear and 'harmonize' me, right?
On the tenth day after arriving in Lut Gholein, Sarah suddenly suggested returning to Rogue Encampment. Even though Lars hoped she could stay a few more days and return when he went out for Trials, Sarah gritted her teeth and still shook her Head firmly.
Looking at her firm Gaze, I suddenly understood. Sarah was for me, to fulfill the Agreement between us, only then reluctantly bidding farewell to her Parents, giving up the Warmth of the last few days that was within reach.
In the Mage Guild's Underground Teleportation Room, Lars and his wife kept Instructing Sarah, again and again. Aunt Shali was even more heartbroken and shed Tears, constantly murmuring that it was Sarah's first time leaving her side and she didn't know if she would suffer. If Lars hadn't persuaded her, she even wanted to go back with her Daughter.
"Darling, you must take good care of yourself. When you go back, listen to Sister Vilas. Understand?" Finally, Lars and his wife gave the last bit of Time to me.
"Mm, Big Brother, I understand." Sarah nodded obediently.
"I will definitely work hard, absolutely. Absolutely won't make Big Brother wait too long." She hugged my neck and gently murmured, then in everyone's surprised Gaze, she gently kissed me with her Cherry Lips. It was a lip-to-lip kiss, not a single deviation.
"Big Brother, I'm leaving. Miss me." Leaving such a sentence in my ear, Sarah stepped onto the Teleportation Array that began emitting Light. She turned her Head and kept waving at us. The Emotions that had been suppressed finally couldn't be held back. Tears flowed down. This Feeling is similar to when Parents say goodbye to their children who are going to college at the Station. As an Orphan, I could finally slightly experience why the Station was filled with crying sounds at that time.
A flash of White Light passed, and Sarah's Figure finally disappeared. Vilas was waiting on the other side of the Waypoint, so there shouldn't be any problems, right? Just as I was thinking this, my shoulder was suddenly patted hard. Yes, a definite Strength, not the joking kind.
"Rascal, Sarah is entrusted to you. If you dare to bully her in the future, I'm not finished with you." I turned my Head. Lars's eyes looking at me were a bit red. Sarah's kiss made him very sad. His Beloved Daughter, whom he had painstakingly raised, was snatched away by someone else. Most Parents probably feel this way. Although Aunt Shali beside him didn't say anything, the seriousness in her Gaze was also troublesome.
"I say, Sarah hasn't married me yet, and you're already heartbroken. If she really gets married, wouldn't you try to kill me?"
"Haha, you should pray for yourself. Wanting to become my Beloved Daughter's Husband is not such an easy Matter."
My words immediately amused Lars and his wife. The sadness of parting just now also faded a bit. Lars also seemed to feel he was making a big fuss over nothing and couldn't help but awkwardly rubbed his nose, still replying stubbornly.
"You're just bragging! If Aunt Shali said that, I'd really be scared. As for you? Do you have any Status at Home?" I immediately retorted.
"Roar~~, who says that! I am the Head of the Family! Head of the Family, do you know?..."
Under the Sunset, everyone's shadows were stretched long. That slightly sad noisy sound slowly echoed on the Street.
"Wu, I want to buy a house myself." The next day, Lars, who had just woken up, suddenly announced.
"Not awake yet? Go back and sleep a bit more." I looked at the Newspaper in my hand, not even looking at him, and waved my hand at him as if dismissing a Beggar.
"Listen to me!!" Lars roared and snatched the Newspaper. Just when I thought he was about to say something astonishing, he started reading it with great interest.
"What are you talking about?! Spit it out!" I immediately got angry. So you were just messing with me?
"Shali and I have indeed decided to buy a house." Lars coughed, seeming to have just remembered the main point.
"Why? You dislike living here?" I snatched back the Newspaper and started reading again.
"That's not it. Don't you think, as a Man, one must have a Home of one's own?"
"Forget it. That's a man's business. You shouldn't get involved." I replied carelessly.
"Roar~~, I'll fight you!" Lars immediately went into a Saiyan-like state.
"Then tell the truth. Don't try to dismiss me with those improper Excuses."
"Actually…" Lars suddenly became awkward, extremely disgusting for a grown man.
"Since Sarah was born, it's been over ten years. I want to spend some time alone as a Couple with Shali." He said, leaning into my ear.
So that's how it is. I looked at Lars in surprise. Didn't expect this fellow was capable. He actually has a bit of romantic sense. It even made me, a Transmigrator, feel ashamed.
"Since that's the case, then you don't need to bother looking. I'll see if there's a suitable Villa nearby for you." After exchanging lewd laughter that men understand with Lars, I said after thinking a bit.
"But I inquired. Not to mention the Money issue, there are simply no empty houses for sale nearby." Lars said with a bitter face. It seems planning this wasn't just a day or two. Even the Information has been inquired about.
"You don't need to worry about this. Wherever you fancy, just let the Master go." I said with a sly smile. The laughter filled with the Aura of Conspiracy made Lars shiver.
"Don't rush. You'll know later." I threw the Newspaper in my hand and went out under Lars's confused Gaze. I only leisurely strolled back at dusk.
Before I could even have a sip of Tea to moisten my Throat, a knock on the door sounded. I opened it and looked. A man in noble attire, forty to fifty years old, handed me a string of Keys with a terrified expression. After chatting politely for a few sentences, he then hurriedly turned and left. His Back View showed unspeakable dejection, as if my Small Villa was a bandit's den.
Couldn't tell, the Dead Fat Pig's Efficiency is quite high, I thought, dangling the key ring in my hand. Then I threw it to the stunned Lars.
"Here, it's right next door. Hehe, from now on, we'll be Neighbors. It'll be even easier to drop by for meals." I said proudly.
"Boss, are you going to abandon us? We also want to live with you!" The Barbarian Brothers beside me probably knew Lars's Idea long ago. At this moment, with faces full of "terror", each hugged one of Lars's legs, "bitterly" pleading with snot and Tears. That miserable and helpless Appearance truly reminded me of a certain scene from "The White-Haired Girl".
"Scram." Lars pushed one with each hand, throwing them to the ground. A standard Huang Shiren Face: "You guys just want to freeload meals. Want to disturb the happy life of me and Little Shali? No way."
"Brother Wu! Get us a Villa nearby too!" Seeing Lars's firm Attitude, determined to live as a couple, the two Brothers quickly put their Target on me. Two burly Bodies rushed over wanting a bear hug.
"If you can guarantee not to tear down the House within three days." I lightly dodged and said without turning my Head.
"This…" Doug and Gus exchanged glances. Not tearing down the House within three days, this Condition is a bit too… asking too much of someone, right?
I knew it. These two Barbarians would definitely make the Villa a mess on the first day, flames would shoot everywhere on the second day, and on the third day, with a crash, it would turn into ruins. Simply put, the two of them are completely incapable of taking care of themselves.
"We'd better stay at the Inn," the Barbarian Brothers finally surrendered dejectedly, then said in unison.
"But, we'll still come to freeload meals on time."
"You two scoundrels…" Lars was so angry he almost fainted on the spot. Met the wrong people!
That night, our "friendly" Neighbor moved away. So, the next day before dawn, Lars woke us up with continuous Wolf Howls, saying he was going to take a look at the New Home. Seeing this fellow's eyes filled with Bloodshot Eyes, no need to ask, he definitely didn't sleep all night from excitement, Boss it…
Sarah left, Lars and his wife moved, and the Barbarian Brothers simply messed around in the Tavern, also enjoying themselves so much they forgot to go back. The Small Villa, which had been lively for over ten days, finally became quiet.
"How about it? You should be happy now, right?" Crossing my legs, half-closing my eyes as I lay on the Lounge Chair, I glanced at the Three-No Princess sitting upright beside me drinking Tea.
"..."
She didn't speak, her face still didn't show any Emotion. Only, this pot of Tea was drunk until Sunset.