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"Lady Carmen, when will the Count wake up? Since I have nothing else to do, I'll wait here a little longer."

"Huh? You're looking down on me with those words!"

Carmen glanced at him sideways: "Let me tell you, the Earl himself instructed that I should handle all matters related to the Boyle family."

"You're still not satisfied with me, the person in charge, receiving you?"

"No, no, no, Lady Carmen, you've misunderstood!"

"I'm so sorry that I didn't know you were the person in charge before. Sander."

Sander gave Carmen a formal bow, though he didn't show it on his face, he was very unhappy inside.

'Does Earl Yog have no one else to rely on? To entrust such an important task to this vulgar and rude fellow.'

To make the conversation a little more pleasant, Sander offered a forced compliment: "Lady Carmen, you are so young yet already enjoy the Earl's trust; it is truly enviable."

"Sigh, what's the point of trust? I'm just a handyman."

Carmen roughly ruffled her hair: "Butler Sander, you tell me, I have neither a title nor a proper position, so why would anyone envy me?"

Sander's eyes widened immediately: "You, you don't even have a formal position in the Yugoslav Empire?"

He could disregard everything else, but he absolutely could not accept being received by a 'jack-of-all-trades'.

This would bring shame upon the Boyle family and Duke William!

Lady Carmen

Sander said in a deep voice, "I think it's better to have someone else receive me."

"A title isn't necessary, but at the very least, one must be a figure of influence in the Yog territory!"

"Huh, is my portion not enough?"

“Lady Carmen, although it may be a humble statement, you just said that you are a ‘jack-of-all-trades’.”

Sander stared into his eyes: "There's no reason for a errand boy to receive a messenger from the Boyle family."

After a pause, he finally couldn't suppress his anger and said bluntly, "This will affect the relationship between our two families!"

"Relationships... What is the current relationship between the Yog and Boyle families?"

Carmen looked at him calmly: "The Count sent me to receive an envoy from a 'defeated general,' which is already a great honor for your lord."

"Butler, don't be ungrateful."

"..."

Sander stared blankly at Carmen, who seemed like a completely different person; now he understood perfectly well what was going on.

The Yog family didn't take the Boyle family seriously at all. The Earl of Yog sent this man not to receive him, but specifically to humiliate him!

“good good”

Sander said "good" three times in a row, his chest heaving, so angry he almost fainted.

"I will report every word you said to the head of the family!"

"Please go ahead," Carmen said with a smile.

Sander turned to leave, but Carmen shouted, "Wait!"

Now that things have come to this, what else do you want to do?

Sander didn't want to pay any attention to the guy, but seven or eight menacing soldiers suddenly walked in through the door and blocked his way.

"how?"

He turned around with a grim expression: "Does Lady Carmen have any further instructions?"

"I wouldn't dare to offer any advice. Your Excellency the Earl is worried that you, Butler Sander, must be tired from your journey and might still be hungry."

"So, I specially prepared some food for you."

"So the Earl was awake all along!"

Sander glared at Carmen, but she ignored him.

"Someone come here and bring the things up!"

Soon, a soldier brought the plate to Sander.

There was nothing on the plate except for a rice ball.

Section 498, Chapter 497: Infiltration

"This morning's standard meal is rice balls and soy milk."

"Because I saw that you had already had tea, I didn't bring you the soy milk."

"Please use it!"

Sander stared silently at the rice ball, feeling a burning sensation on his face.

I have visited nobles of all ranks on behalf of the Duke before, and they all treated me well, regardless of my rank.

What was the reception in the Yogites? A cup of tea, a... rice ball?

"Butler, you..."

Before Carmen could say anything more, Sander flipped the plate over.

How dare you humiliate me like this!

The butler's face flushed red: "Carmen, don't go too far!"

"what--"

Carmen's lips curled up slightly: "Butler, look what you've done."

"Have you considered the consequences of betraying the Earl's good intentions?"

"Hmph, what do you want?"

Sander looked at him coldly: "Kill me? I doubt you have the guts."

"We are all civilized people, why are we always shouting for war and killing?"

Carmen shook his head and pointed to the rice ball on the ground: "Pick it up and eat it."

"..."

"Butler, since you're so stubborn, I'll have to ask someone else to help you."

“You all, lend a hand to Butler Sander.”

At Carmen's command, two soldiers grabbed Sander from either side.

When Sander saw one of the soldiers actually pick up the rice ball and prepare to put it in his mouth, his expression changed drastically.

'I...I cannot allow the head of the family to lose face.'

At times like this, saving face is a minor matter!

"Lady Carmen, wait a minute, I can do it myself!"

"Oh, butler, you've come to your senses?"

"...Actually, I was hungry."

Sander said through gritted teeth, "Originally, I was too embarrassed to ask you for food. Who would have thought, who would have thought, that the Earl would be so hospitable."

"No need to trouble you, young man, I can do it myself."

"Hmm, let go. Didn't you hear Butler Sander say he can do it himself?"

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Sander took the rice ball from the soldier's hand.

"Thank you for picking it up for me."

The soldier was stunned to hear someone thanking him at this moment, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

"I'm starting to eat."

Sander remained elegant, slowly and deliberately eating the rice ball, bite by bite.

Finally, the butler took a handkerchief out of his pocket and wiped his mouth.

"Thank you for your hospitality, Lady Carmen. My guards are still waiting for me at the inn. If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave now."

"Okay, take care, don't bother seeing me out."

Carmen noticed that Sander appeared calm on the surface, but his hands were trembling slightly as if uncontrollably, and his eyes...wait, were they glistening with tears?

'This guy already hates me to death, isn't that enough?'

Carmen waved his hand contentedly, and the soldiers immediately made way for him.

"Mr. Sander, if there is another opportunity next time, I will treat you well."

Carmen's tone wasn't sarcastic, but Sander wasn't listening at all.

Without pausing, he strode out the door.

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Inside the shadowy space, a lizardman master and his assistant are fiddling with a bizarre triangular creature.

The assistant looked worried, and the master also had a solemn expression.

"Master, you haven't rested for three days. Please take a break."

After listening to his assistant's words, the master nodded wearily.

"This creature's body structure is too bizarre, and the mimicry technique is a high-level technique. Those old guys probably won't be able to recreate it in a short time."

"Master, these strange creatures shaped like triangles, circles, and squares are clearly not the same species as those wild beasts. How can they coexist peacefully?"

The assistant was puzzled: "It's possible that people of similar strength are wary of each other, but those beasts are clearly no match for these strange creatures."

"Why weren't the wild beasts enslaved?"

"..."