Unspeakable bubbles

"It should have been a pleasant scene, but I don't know why I wasn't happy at all. On the contrary, my hatred for him kept deepening."

Chawell slumped back in his chair: "Why is that?"

"..."

Bach frowned and thought for a moment, but if Chawell couldn't figure it out in over twenty years, then it was even less likely that he, the head of the assassins, could understand it.

"Your Highness, do you need me to assassinate him? I guarantee it won't involve you or the royal family."

"kill!"

"Why don't you kill them!"

A fierce glint appeared in Chavel's eyes: "Bach, what do you want from me?"

"Your Highness, we are friends..."

"Go to hell!"

Chawell rudely interrupted him: "Speak! What do you want me to do? I, Chawell, mean what I say!"

"Then, please put in a good word for me before His Majesty."

Bach looked at him earnestly: "After much thought, perhaps only Your Highness can fight for my life."

"I cannot guarantee success."

"But you must do your best!"

"it is good!"

Chavel stood up, extended his hand and gave Bach a high five: "I promise, I will do everything I can to get you a way out!"

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"Annie, if we ever have a party, be sure to add a little salt to the wine."

"Oh, and add juice to the water too."

"Understood, Master."

After the head maid agreed, she asked curiously, "But why add salt? It will affect the taste."

"You don't need to add much, just one grain of salt will do."

"Hmm, that way the guests shouldn't notice."

"Annie, look!"

The little girl held up the handwritten manuscript: "This is why Bubble adds salt to the drinks."

"This is... 'Victoria's Detective and the Alien Bug'?"

"kindness"

The little girl nodded and said seriously, "There is an alien bug that can crawl into a person's brain to control their behavior."

"This is an intelligent alien worm that escaped from the ruins. Although there is only one, we cannot let our guard down."

"Annie, if you see anyone vomiting after drinking alcohol at a banquet in the future, you must report it to me immediately!"

The little girl's instructions were disorganized, but the head maid remembered them well.

"I understand, Master. I will pay more attention to observations at banquets in the future."

Section 629, Chapter 628: The Proposal

"Young Master, when are we going back?"

No rush.

After saying that, Cecil glared impatiently at the butler: "I'm telling you, you're getting more and more outrageous. You asked me once in the morning, once at noon, and now it's not even evening yet, and you're asking me again?"

"But, but it's not good for us to stay at other people's houses all the time."

The butler said with a troubled expression, "The most crucial thing is that Lady Mary is a widow. Young master, gossip is a terrible thing!"

Cecil frowned: "What business is it of anyone else if we're genuinely dating?"

"Young master, if you don't care, doesn't Lady Mary care too?"

The steward earnestly advised, "You'll have to return to your territory sooner or later. You'll be free to leave then, but..."

"Madame Mary, she still has to live in the capital. How are you going to expect her to cope?"

"I will take her with me."

Cecil said calmly, "Also, stop calling me 'Madam' all the time; it makes me uncomfortable."

From now on, you should call her Miss Mary, or Count Mary!

"..."

Cecil's words left the butler completely dumbfounded. He stared blankly at his young master, his face full of disbelief.

"Young Master, are you serious?"

"I've always been very serious."

"The patriarch would never agree to this!"

"Are you trying to intimidate me with my grandfather's name?"

The butler remained unfazed by Cecil's angry glare.

Although he was just a butler, he was deeply trusted by the family. Cecil had grown up under his care, and their relationship had long surpassed that of a typical master and servant.

"I'm not trying to pressure you with the family head... Young Master, please wake up, this is simply impossible."

"Oh?"

"You can't get past the family issue without mentioning it, but what about Countess Mary?"

"Have you asked her what she thinks? Is she willing to go with you?"

"Haven't asked yet."

“But she’ll definitely agree!” Cecil added immediately.

"Why?"

The butler said realistically, "Countess Mary's assets are all in the capital. If she comes with you, young master, she won't be able to manage her business anymore."

“Unless she sells all her assets… but you’ve only known each other for a short time, what makes her think she can do that?”

"Young Master, please be realistic!"

Why are you so realistic?

Cecil asked unhappily, "Were you this pragmatic when you met your wife?"

"almost"

"Ugh"

Cecil shook his head and patted the butler on the shoulder with great sympathy.

"I'm still young, isn't it better to be naive?"

'Are you pretending to be innocent with me?'

The butler rolled his eyes at Cecil in his heart. He figured the letter from the head of the family would arrive in the next couple of days, so he stopped trying to persuade him.

"The letter has arrived; you have to go back whether you like it or not. I can't persuade you, but the head of the family can handle you, can't he?"

Cecil

After the two fell silent, Mary walked in naturally.

"We still have some time before dinner, how about we go shopping together?"

"Okay!"

Cecil took Mary's hand: "Shopping is fine, but don't forget what you promised me."

"You really want to eat my cooking?"

Mary said with a smile, "My cooking skills are so-so, so don't get your hopes up too high."

“I’ve eaten all sorts of delicacies, but Mary, it’s definitely different when you cook for me.”

"Today is truly a memorable day."

"You're so sweet-talking..."

Seeing the happiness on the faces of the two, the butler was also moved.

'If he didn't truly love her, the young master wouldn't be smiling like that. Countess Mary… I initially thought her kindness towards the young master was just a facade, but it seems… it seems she's also developed feelings for him.'

Cecil was only twenty, and Mary was a little older, but only twenty-five.

The two young people already had feelings for each other, and as they spent more time together, they have now fallen in love.

'It's a pity you two can never be together.'

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"Cecil, Cecil~"

On a leisurely afternoon, Mary was playing with the parrot that the two of them had bought from the pet store the day before.

“Mary, I thought this parrot was really stupid when I looked at it yesterday. Am I right? You’ve been teaching it for so long, and it still hasn’t learned to say my name.”

"It's only been a short time. It's normal that it hasn't learned it yet."

“But Mary, you’ve been so patient in teaching it, it should have learned it right away.”

Cecil said in a serious tone, "If I were this parrot, I would have learned it immediately."

I know you're smart~

"It's not about being clever, it's about my love for Mary."

"You little rascal, you always know how to say nice things."