Chapitre 227: Magic Exists

Listening to Bryan, Donald was greatly taken aback and he couldn't help but panic. He nervously asked, "Master, did I do something wrong? Perhaps I unknowingly made a mistake somewhere, I promise I didn't—"

Seeing Donald sweating nervously, Bryan couldn't hope but chuckle. He waved his hand and cut him off. "No, no, it's not what you're thinking. I just feel that your skills could be put to better use."

"Better use?" Donald felt puzzled, "what exactly do you mean, master?"

Bryan smiled and replied, "What I mean is, I want you to be my personal assistant."

Now, Donald was even more confused. "But master, isn't that the same thing as being the butler?"

Bryan's eyebrows twitched, he then patiently explained, "Currently, you are the manager of this household. But as my personal assistant, you will handle all the administrative work."