Pirate : The Uncrowned King of the Underworld

The next day, before dawn, Stella sat up like a reflex.

I stumbled to the bathroom to wash up, tidy up everything, and woke up when I was about to open the door.

The hand holding the doorknob weakly let go, and the memories of yesterday came flooding back.

What should I do?

According to the agreement, he should serve his master now, but...

Thinking of the cold eyes of the little boy yesterday, killing people as if no one was around, she shuddered a little.

Is he really the person who saved him in the first place?

Why does it feel so strange?

Stella returned to the bed and sat down, lying back slumped.

"I thought I was used to this place, but it turns out it was all a lie..."

Now, she has some doubts that the so-called three-year period is just a lie.

But what can be done?

There are countless poor people like her in the sea. In comparison, she is lucky enough.

You should be satisfied.

"Okay, cheer up."

Stella forced a smile and stood up, ready to officially start working as a maid.

She has been studying the corresponding knowledge for a year, and she is already a beginner. Whether she can become an excellent maid depends on how far she wants to go.

These words were spoken by her teacher.

Although you can't understand it yourself, it doesn't matter, just try your best.

After all, life-saving grace exists objectively. If she was perfunctory, she would not be able to pass her own test.

I patted my face hard and suddenly became more awake.

This is a little trick she discovered while learning knowledge. She uses this method to concentrate every time.

"Yo Xi~ Let's go."

Stella, who was full of energy, walked out of the room, came to the boy's door, and took a deep breath.

Boom, boom, boom!

After knocking softly, Stella pushed the door open and entered without waiting for a response.

If a valet enters the master's room without being ordered to stop, then there is no need to ask for other people's opinions. Everything is controlled by the valet himself.

On the contrary, whether others can enter the master's room requires the advice of the attendant.

The valet is the first door to the master's privacy.

Stella felt that she should do this.

After all, her master is still young and may not have woken up yet.

But she needed to confirm in person whether the master was awake.

Then, based on the owner's sleeping status, we can roughly determine when he will wake up and arrange breakfast and other things.

This is not the first time Stella has come here, but she can't help but be infected by the desertedness of the room.

The room is very big, as big as an entire house in an ordinary person's house.

But there was no furniture inside, only empty walls, a large bed, and a desk by the window, making it particularly deserted.

It's still dark outside, but it's bright inside.

The overhead chandelier lights up every corner of the room.

Stella walked lightly to the bed, ready to confirm the so-called sleep status.

Although she didn't understand what it was or how to confirm it, she still had to do it.

Tender cheeks, round face, skin as tender and smooth as an egg.

He looks like a child when he is sleeping!

Stella's lips froze just as she smiled.

"Master Gal, good morning."

She recalled the knowledge she had learned, and although she was a little hurried, she still gave a complete salute.

The boy didn't react at all, still staring at her.

This reminded Stella of yesterday's situation again.

Although she repeatedly reminded herself not to be afraid, she still couldn't help but take a step back.

Just when he was at a loss, the boy closed his eyes, as if she didn't exist.

Stella stood there quietly, neither walking nor walking.

She didn't know how long it took, but after confirming that the boy was really asleep, she quietly left the room.

Next, we need to arrange breakfast, staff arrangements and other work.

Although I have never done this before, I surprisingly don’t feel nervous.

It seemed that he was far away from the boy and everything returned to its normal state.

In this way, time passed day by day.

This happens every day.

Stella found that both she and the boy were adapting to each other's presence.

Now when she entered the room, she was very familiar with it; when she was stared at by the alert boy, she was no longer as panicked as she was at first; she also knew the timing of preparing breakfast better and better, almost as soon as she told her to prepare it, the boy started

Came to the restaurant.

The boy still had a lukewarm attitude. If she didn't speak, he would never take the initiative to talk to her.

But that's fine. In a little more than a year, she will leave.

Time is the calmest thing, it doesn't care whether it is lively or deserted, it just passes by little by little.

The boy still goes out early and comes back late.

Stella understood that he must have gone to that small courtyard to fight and kill people.

The boy would often come back with bruises all over his body. He would quietly return to his room, wash himself briefly, apply some medicine and bandage himself, then fall asleep. The next day he would get up vigorously and repeat what happened yesterday.

One day, she had another seizure and took over the job of applying medicine. The boy just looked at her and handed it over to her.

Of course, she also focused on learning about medicines, especially trauma first aid and poisoning and detoxification. After all, the attendant is not a doctor, she only needs to guarantee the master.

Slowly, she got to know this child better and better.

He likes to eat meat, but unlike ordinary people, he doesn't like the meat of land creatures. He always likes meat from the sea, but doesn't like to eat fish. In other words, he likes to eat Neptune species.

He doesn't like to eat vegetables and fruits, but Stella always prepares these. After all, he is growing and cannot be picky about food.

The other person will look at me with disgust, and then eat the food obediently.

At first, Stella was a little afraid that the other party would be angry, so she specially prepared a set of reasons to convince the other party, but in the end it was not used.

Later, I didn't even feel disgusted. I just sighed in self-defeat and ate the food completely again.

He never turned off the lights when he went to bed at night, and told him not to turn off the lights without giving a reason. Although Stella was curious, she didn't ask.

Outside, he always has a confident smile. The women on the island like him very much. His smile makes them feel like a spring breeze, and unlike other men, he doesn't feel contemptuous at all.

Although he is still a child.

At home, he always had an indifferent attitude. He kept a calm distance from everything and everyone, and he did the same to her.

Perhaps the only exception is when the owner of this house, Miss Stussy, comes back.

Stella stood outside the door as always, and occasionally she could hear the play, quarrel, or laughter of the two people in the house...

She put her hand on her chest, feeling a little uncomfortable here.

It was like something had been taken away.

Bang bang bang bang!....!

Stella kept slapping her face to wake herself up.

That's fine, that's fine. In a little more than a year, she will be free.

She could return to her hometown, see the familiar scenery, and meet the man who was willing to save money to save him.

That's fine, you don't have to think so much.

Stella reminded herself repeatedly not to do unnecessary things.

She could no longer maintain the etiquette of standing, and slowly squatted down with her arms folded.

The last rays of the sun disappeared in the sky, and no one lit the lamps in the corridor, which gradually turned dark.

She was like an abandoned puppy, huddled there alone, and could only huddle pitifully into a ball, trying to bring herself some warmth.