I am level zero and start my journey to another world from Dragon Girl Village

Wright boasted very proudly: "Now I am Fischer Julie."

Despite saying this, Wright stopped taking off his clothes.

After briefly explaining the situation to the person in charge, Fischer Julie looked at the date on the old calendar again.

She understood it all.

After she understood, she fell silent, because she knew very well what happened next. It would not be an exaggeration to say that it was a lifelong nightmare.

"Why don't you speak?"

"I'm in a bad mood, you can't even tell."

Wright grinned and complained: "You don't show up either, so how come I don't know whether you are in a good mood or not."

Chapter 287: An Exceptionally Difficult Journey

Wright plopped down on the bed.

"It seems that the story won't go well. But this bed is as soft as the real one. I admire it."

At this time, Julie said something inexplicably.

"It's almost time."

Before Wright could ask, the door was pushed open from the outside.

Two maids in maid outfits came in, one carrying a folded coat and the other carrying folded underwear.

"Miss, you are awake."

This question, which was asked knowingly, made Wright at a loss for how to answer it for a moment.

Actually, there is nothing wrong with the maid, it might be because we are not familiar with each other.

"Ah."

"Mary and I will help you dress."

Wright was a little reluctant. "That's not necessary."

"this is what we are supposed to do."

Wright knew that he couldn't refuse this situation, so he obediently let the two maids put on their clothes.

Two maids put on a corset and waist for Wright.

This beam of light almost swallowed Wright's soul, and Wright vaguely heard the crisp sound of bones.

The upper class in the Middle Ages was generally perverted, and this perversion was in the people and customs.

Like this damn bra and waist binder.

Wright couldn't stand it any longer. "Can you loosen it up a bit? I'm really uncomfortable."

The maid looked embarrassed.

"This is Madam's request. We can't do anything about it."

What else could Wright say?

I have to endure this criticism even when playing a game.

After putting on the most difficult underwear, it’s time to put on outerwear.

In comparison, the outerwear is much simpler.

But wearing high heels was like the death of Wright.

Wright really didn't understand why women would endure the pain in their heels to wear such shoes.

"Miss, the master, the lady, and your brothers and sisters are all in the restaurant downstairs. Please come downstairs and eat as soon as possible."

After the two maids left, Wright tried to walk in high heels, but ended up falling so hard that even her mother didn't recognize her.

But Wright still has talent.

Although walking is still not comfortable, I have adapted to it.

At this time, Wright asked the deity, "Where is the hall?"

"Take the first staircase on your right when you go out the door and go down."

Wright didn't leave in a hurry, but posed in front of the mirror.

She had experience pretending to be a woman, but this was her first time being a woman, so it was quite new.

However, Wright did not stay for too long before he opened the door and left the room.

Following Julie's instructions, Wright walked down the stairs slowly in her high heels.

This was the hall in Wright's dream, except that some parts were different. There were about eight people sitting at the long table in the living room.

To be honest, Wright is a bit socially anxious, after all, there are so many unfamiliar things on this table.

At this time, Wright asked Julie for help in his heart.

"Hey, who are these people?"

Julie responded:

Sitting at the head and tail ends are naturally the host and hostess, that is, my father and mother.

Duke Fischer, and opposite him is the youngest daughter of the King of Euphrates, now the Duchess.

"So you are quite noble."

Julie did not respond, but Duke Fischer at the table seemed somewhat dissatisfied.

"Julie, what are you standing there for? Come over and eat."

Wright nodded, walked over slowly, and sat in the empty seat to the right of his mother.

Everyone at the table looked at Julie with strange expressions.

At this moment, Julie's reminder came to my mind.

"You're sitting in the wrong seat. You should sit on the left. The seat to the right of the hostess is for guests."

Wright was helpless and stood up and sat on the left.

Everyone returned to normal.

Wright sat in a chair and talked to Julie.

He was very puzzled by the nobles' rules and regulations.

"Are all the people in your family so weird? Not only do they not talk while eating, but they also have to sit in different areas."

Julie sneered.

"Oh, these are just the most common ones. I kindly remind you that you should not eat any meat on the table."

"Wright became even more curious. Why can't we eat meat? Is it all made of human flesh?"

"Ah."

This simple word gave Wright goosebumps all over his body.

Wright could only stare at the vegetables and eat them.

Eating only vegetables also puzzled Julie's mother.

"Don't you eat meat, Julie?"

"Mom, I'm trying to lose weight recently, so I won't eat it."

Hearing this address, the Duke looked at Julie with something wrong in his eyes.

The hostess was very surprised to hear this.

"What did you call me just now?"

Wright was a little embarrassed and tried softly, "Should I not call you mom?"

The Duchess smiled.

"If you don't call me mom, who else can you call mom? You can do whatever you want in this family."

Wright had a smile on his face, but he was thinking in his heart.

This Duchess clearly said this statement of sovereignty,

The Duke, the real owner, said nothing.

Besides, the Duke's side was full of people, while the Duchess' side was just her and herself.

Wright didn't care about that and just ate the food.

I can only say that they are a wealthy family and the food is very good.

At this time, Duke Fischl said something.

"Julie, you'd better eat breakfast in moderation today, otherwise you might vomit whatever you eat."

Wright paused for a moment, unable to figure out what was going on, and asked for help from the original master.

"What does your father mean by that?"

"I'm going to watch an execution soon, so this is a very kind reminder."

Wright heard this without stopping his meal.

It's just an execution, a small matter for Wright.

Wright knew that this world was a world of memories, but he never imagined it was so real, even the taste and the feeling of fullness were the same.

Wright is now Julie, and his appetite is the same as Julie's. Moreover, Wright is wearing a bra and a corset, and aristocratic girls like Julie usually have small stomachs, so she can't eat much no matter how much she eats.

At this time, a middle-aged man in formal attire walked into the hall and respectfully saluted everyone at the table.

"Master, the carriage is ready and we can set off at any time."

The Duke wiped the grease from his mouth with a napkin and said slowly, "I understand. You can go down."

"Yes."

The Duke finished eating and stood up, and the others also stood up, except Julie and the Duchess who were still sitting.

Duke Fischl reminded: "Julie, we should go."

Wright was stunned for a moment, then stood up.

"I understand, Father."

Then he looked at the Duchess. "Mother, aren't you going?"

The Duchess smiled and shook her head.

"I won't."

"Then I'll go with father, mother."

"Well, let's go."

Wright followed the Duke and others and walked out.

There was a flash of red in the Duchess's eyes at this moment.

Eight people got into two carriages, and only the Duke and Wright rode in one.

Looking closely, Duke Fischl is a middle-aged man in his forties, with a little stubble on his chin, a slightly square face, blue eyes, a high nose bridge, and a small burn scar on the right cheek. Overall, he looks like a handsome uncle.

Chapter 288: Accident at the Execution Ground

Wright was recalling what happened before in the car, when the Duke suddenly asked, "Julie, why did you sit next to her today?"

Wright asked in confusion: "Isn't she my mother? Or do we have to be divided into different camps just for a meal?"

Duke Fischl obviously didn't expect Light to ask such a question.