They all call me master

On the inland river, the "Orient" was moving slowly.

In the restaurant, the waiters shuttled in an orderly manner. The oily plates and the remaining food were replaced together, and some meals specially ordered by the guests were brought back.

For those guests who did not come to the restaurant for dinner, the waiters would bring the food to them personally.

Of course, only the first-class suites have such services.

Yura, Lucius, and Joe were in the first-class suite.

Two restaurant waiters wearing white shirts and vests carried food plates and followed the butler wearing a black tuxedo and a red bow tie, and stood in front of the suite.

Dong, Dongdong!

The butler of the suite knocked on the door gently, and said in a soft and respectful voice.

"Mr. Qiao, as you ordered, three standard meals.

At the same time, there are two 'Saint' drinks' that you specially ordered."

Saint drink is a drink mixed with alcohol, with a lot of fresh lemon and honey as the base, and large square ice cubes that can just fit into the cup as the auxiliary, two ice cubes, about 30ml of liquor is poured from a high place, and after the fresh lemon juice and honey cover the first ice cube, start stirring with a spoon to dilute the ice cubes to produce ice water and dilute the liquor until it is flush with the mouth of the cup.

The taste is okay, but it takes a lot of effort, and ordinary taverns will not mix it at all.

And the places that mix it are also high-priced.

After all, this kind of drink is called a bartender can only mix one cup a day.

More than that?

The bartender will die.

Therefore, Saint drink is also called 'the death of the bartender'.

However, it is the favorite of the rich and nobles.

Because -

This will make them different.

Especially on the 'Orient', it will show its extraordinaryness.

Because, it costs extra money!

Joe, who had some ‘gains’ last night, told Yura the uniqueness of this drink before breakfast with great enthusiasm. Unfortunately, Yura left because he felt uncomfortable.

Without Yura, Joe naturally returned to the room with regret.

He originally planned to let Yura feel the extraordinary attention.

Or rather...

He hoped to share this happiness with Yura.

After yesterday, his attitude towards Yura had already changed.

However, Yura remained unchanged.

The lady still used ‘little tricks’ to make Joe happy in the bathroom.

Similarly, slightly torturing and interrogating Lucius also made the lady happy.

Originally, the lady could ask in a more direct way.

But she still trampled on Lucius with her feet.

The pleasure rising from the bottom of her heart made the corners of the lady's mouth curl up, and a trace of excitement appeared in her eyes. Even when she was going to report to the high priest, this excitement did not dissipate.

Not only physically, but more spiritually.

She knew that she had made a great contribution.

She has a promising future.

The expectation for the future emerged in her heart, making the lady's body tremble, and then...

The eyes rolled back!

It wasn't the eyeballs rolling upwards!

But the eyeballs twisted, carrying nerves and blood vessels.

The tiny tentacle once again drilled out of the lady's ear, like a maggot, twisting its body constantly.

With such twisting, Yura's eyes were directly out of the eye sockets, just like a spring that was pressed and suddenly released, and the two eyeballs popped out with a bang.

Then, the two eyeballs lit up.

Almost at the same time, voices came from the two eyeballs-

"Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty!"

Both were women's voices, the former was slightly hoarse, and the latter was crisp.

The two voices exchanged, but the two sides did not notice each other.

What they heard was only the sound of change made by the tentacle using Yura's vocal cords.

"Blessed Yura has grasped his destiny!

Work with Arthur Kratos!

Expel the 'Inner River Cult'!"

The voice that could not be distinguished between male and female informed the two.

Following that, more ambiguous voices were emitted by Yura's vocal cords.

The appearance of each syllable made the hoarse and crisp voice excited.

"Thank you for your gift, Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty, you are so kind!"

The two voices appeared again, but this time, the tentacles did not control Yura to answer, but took the initiative to cut off this connection.

Yula's two eyeballs returned to the eye sockets, and the tentacles also drilled back into Yura's ear holes.

The next moment, there was a knock on the door--

Dong, Dongdong!

The soft and unhurried knock on the door made Yura sober up.

The lady had not noticed what happened before.

In the lady's memory, she was about to report the current situation, and then the knock on the door rang.

With a smile on her face, Yura opened the door.

The morning sun outside the door shines in all of a sudden, and the pure wooden furniture is immediately full of vitality, making people feel comfortable from the inside out.

Especially the arrangement of chandeliers and mirrors, which makes this sense of vitality fill the entire room.

These are some of Arthur's small arrangements.

Compared to simply piling up gold and silver, the young "medium" knows better how to make the room look high-end while being extremely cost-effective.

"Good morning, ma'am."

The suite steward bowed slightly and asked the two waiters to bring the food in.

At this time, Lucius had been thrown into the bathroom.

Only Yura, who was smiling, was in the cabin.

"Thank you for your service."

The lady Yura took out a 1-sop bill and two 50-sop bills from Joe's wallet and handed them to the room steward and two restaurant waiters respectively. During dinner last night, many guests in the restaurant did this. Then, after Joe came back, he also talked about some etiquette on the "Orient".

Tipping is one of them.

Yura didn't really understand the meaning, but the lady chose to follow the local customs.

Arthur silently praised this.

How to make people efficient.

Give money.

As long as the money is enough, everything will become efficient and well-organized.

Arthur knew this.

But as a "medium" who just made ends meet, he naturally couldn't support the wages of more employees, so Arthur passed it on to the guests on the "Orient".

These wealthy guests naturally wouldn't be stingy with this little tip.

As for who gave it first?

Arthur said he didn't know.

He was just a young, honest, simple and kind 'medium'.

How could he know so many twists and turns?

It must have been arranged by Melinda.

His 'lover' and 'soulmate' loved to do such trivial things.

And him?

He was paying attention to the scene just now.

When the tentacle appeared...

His [Death Instinct] did not flash again.

And just one day...

No, to be precise, a few hours ago, he was in danger of death facing the tentacle.

It was obvious that the improvement of blood and swordsmanship gave him the power to protect himself.

And this made Arthur frown.

He found a clue.