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Chapter 2 The Phoenix Becomes a Grass Chicken, the Demon King Becomes a Deacon

"Hello?" Felisa waved her hands in front of the stunned man, and said to herself, "Isn't this a fool?"

Assalez decided to take back all the brain activity he had spent praising the cuteness of the girl in front of him.

"No," he coughed weakly, "it's just that I just woke up, and I'm not very sober yet."

No, he was always sober.

Felisa believed his words, and asked worriedly: "Then do you need me to find a doctor to come over and take a look for you, don't really hurt your brain."

The weak expression on Asalez's face subtly collapsed in an instant.

This woman really wanted his life!

"No, there's no need," Asalez quickly refused, showing a sincere face, "It's okay, I'm fine, it's just that I've been in a coma for a long time, so my mind is not clear for a while."

Felicia felt relieved, since he himself admitted that he had no problem, then even if he had any pains and pains later, he could not blame their family. After all, she had proposed to call him a doctor, and it was he himself. No, so, don't even think about touching their house!
If Asalez knew her true thoughts, he would be angry and hurt internally even if he was not sick.

Felisa changed the subject: "Then, let's talk about compensation now."

Regarding this point, Azalez also thought up his words. He lowered his eyes leisurely, looking pitiful and helpless: "I'm sorry, I may not be able to pay you now."

Felisa's perfect socialite smile almost couldn't be maintained: "Why?"

Azalez sighed long, with a sad tone: "I was knocked unconscious by my younger brother and thrown out of the house. He has seized our family's title and property, and I will be regarded as a thorn in my side if I go back now. It may not be possible to save your life.”

Felisa instantly recalled the tragedy of a brother's quarrel in her mind. She looked at Azarez sympathetically, and sighed for him: "Then you are really useless."

Is there something wrong with this script?Azalez fell into a brief sluggishness. Shouldn't the ordinary boudoir lady feel sad for his tragic experience and be moved by him, so it is logical to let him stay?

Then his mind immediately turned, and he said following Felisa's words: "Yes, I know I'm useless, so before I find out what's going on with my brother, can I..."

"No." Felisa flatly refused before he finished speaking.

Azarez choked his breath in his throat, unable to swallow or spit it out, so choked that he almost recited it again.

Seeing Azarez's pale and white face, Felisa reflected on whether she had said too much, and then added: "Our family does not collect waste."

You know, their family is just the lowest nobleman, and it is not easy to maintain living expenses, so there is no spare money to support a young master.

Azalez completely lost his temper, and said word by word through gritted teeth: "I can learn!"

He didn't believe that he was a majestic demon king, and he couldn't survive safely on the territory of the human race.

Only then was Felisa satisfied, and reached out to pat Azalez on the cheek: "That's right, begging for help should be like asking for help."

As the devil king, he really had the so-called "begging look" for the first time since he was born, all thanks to the young lady in front of him.

"Then you have a good rest, I'll take my leave first." Felisa raised her skirt and made a farewell ceremony, then walked out of the room gracefully, and told Butler Arthur that there would be an extra set of bowls and chopsticks at home from now on.

As a veteran housekeeper, Arthur naturally objected: "Miss, this is too dangerous. This is a man of unknown origin. We cannot take him in."

Felisa also knew very well that she stretched out a finger to pick up the clothes that Azalez had been replaced by the servants. It was covered with mud and stains, but in terms of the feel, the clothes were definitely worth a lot, but There was no family crest embroidered on the clothes, and Felisa couldn't recognize which custom-made fabric it was, so she asked Arthur to check.

Arthur accepted the task, but was still very worried: "Then, that young master, let him live like this?"

Felisa waved her hand: "I've said everything, our family doesn't raise trash, let's see if there is anything for him to do tomorrow, mopping the floor, washing clothes and taking care of flowers and plants." After being ordered like this, they are still unwilling to leave at their house. If they are really unwilling to leave, then Felisa will have to wonder if the young master has some ulterior motives.

And the demon king who listened to the whole conversation in the room was pissed off by Felisa again. The demon king who has always had a smooth life made up his mind immediately - he really will stay at this house.

On the second day, Azarez kept his identity in mind, got up early, found Arthur, and said that he was ready to start studying.

Arthur was taken aback, he didn't expect this young master who seemed to be pampered and pampered to be serious.

In all fairness, Asalez looks pretty good. His hair color is dark blue, which is rare among human races. His eyes are narrow and long, and the tails of his eyes are slightly raised. He has a gloomy and cold temperament, but the human race likes it. He is the sunny and cheerful type, while Asalez makes people feel a little sick.

Coupled with the fact that Asalez was "unconscious", Arthur naturally thought that he was a young master who couldn't carry his shoulders and hands, and his old illness would relapse after doing a little work.

But he is Felisa's housekeeper, and he only listens to Felisa's orders, so he ordered several dirty and tiring things to live without mercy.

Felisa doesn't need to get up early, and school will start in a few days. She is trying to catch up on sleep. Near noon, she is walking down the stairs sleepily, rubbing her eyes while going down the stairs, but almost steps on someone.

She was startled, her mind cleared up quite a bit, and she looked down, and found that it was the one that she picked up yesterday... that... Hey, it seems that I forgot to ask this person's name yesterday.

Azalez stood up from the ground, still holding the rag that was wiping the floor in his hand, panting slightly, sweat dripped from the tips of his already soaked hair, his whole body looked as if he had been fished out of the water the same.

Felisa stared at him dumbfounded. She really didn't expect that a joke she said yesterday really caught the young master's heart. She couldn't utter a word for a long time: "You..."

Azalez smiled, and made a deacon salute to Felisa: "Good afternoon, Missy, it was my fault that I forgot to announce my name last night, my name is Azalez, and I will be Missy's from today onwards." Private butler."

What the hell is a personal deacon?Felisa looked at the old housekeeper in horror, and saw the old housekeeper smiling gratifyingly and nodding at her, as if admiring Azalez.

Felisa didn't understand, she just fell asleep, why did the world turn upside down?
(End of this chapter)