บท 17: The workers of the castle (III)
"Young mistress," A young human maid with red hair appeared right on cue.
We all turned around, startled that someone was here.
"Who?" I asked in disbelief. How was it now that someone was here, but the whole time that I was living here, not a single being was seen.
"Young mistress. I am sorry I could not come out until now. Without any guest, there was no purpose of assembling maids and butlers."
"No purpose? You make it sound like the castle is alive."
"Yes, it is. It is transformed by your magic young mistress. We were created from the monster on this land. Thank you for giving us another chance to live."
I was stupefied. I know I did not have magic that would animate the dead, but to magically create a castle? Was that even possible? Then it hit me. The chest back at Phil's mansion. Using the metal manipulator, I had changed the whole property of the chest into a magical chest. Now that I think about it, this entire castle was made almost entirely of metal.
"We are the will of this castle that serves you, young mistress. Please, leave the plane to us and instead please come in and take a bath. We have everything set up for you."
"What is your name?"
"I," The maid could not think of a name and instead stared off into space trying to remember something she could not. "I do not have one."
"Well then, your name will be Coco."
"Coco. Thank you, young mistress," Coco replied with enthusiasm.
"Was Coco the best thing that you can think of?" Phil elbowed me and asked in a low voice.
"What? I'm bad with names. It was the first thing that popped in my head." I hissed at him, feeling embarrassed.
"It sounds like a dog's name."
"How did you know?"
Phil sighed. "Never mind."
This demon lord was good. I don't know how he knew, but he read me like a book.
We followed Coco and came to a Men and Women bath division. I swear I saw this somewhere. The time that I stayed here in this castle, there was nothing like this before.
"How?"
"Ah, yes. We have renovated the bathroom to more of a bathhouse style. I thought you would like it. I remember you talking about how you wanted to try this so-called hot springs."
"That was just a whim while I was reading a book."
"Then, is it not to your liking?" Coco was concerned. Her professional expression was about to crack.
"No. No. No. I love it." I couldn't contain my excitement. "Let's go!" I dragged Coco by the arm with me.
"Young m-m-mis-s-t-tress." Coco stuttered. "I sh-h-houldn't"
"Don't worry. Don't worry. It'll be fun having one more join me." I merrily replied while I was stripping down and grabbing a white towel to wrap around me. "Come on. You can use it too, as well as whoever helps you make this. I'm not heartless to say no."
"Thank you, young mistress!" Coco bowed. Her red hair flopped forward.
This was once in a lifetime experience that I wanted to try. The others followed—Coco and whoever the other members made it for me. I was so ecstatic that I completely forgot about being nervous.
Taking a quick shower to rinse off the dirt on my skin, I made myself over towards the open-air hot spring. Looking up, I noticed that the hot spring was facing the edge of the cliff of the mountain. I could see quite a view overlooking the mountain. Dipping my toe in the hot steaming water, I let out an exhale of relief. Wow. The temperature was just right.
I slipped in to enjoy the hot steaming spring water.
"A hot spring? Here?" Don spoke, confused. I heard him from the other side of the large wooden divider that kept us apart."
"This is a hot spring?" Phil's voice asked, amazed. "I have never seen such a bathhouse before. We usually bathe in a large tub warmed by the maids, and even then, it is a luxury to bathe in hot water."
I nodded in agreement. What Phil said was entirely true. This was like heaven compared to the tub bath.
"Mistress, I'll be coming in." The young maid shakily walked over nervously. She was covering herself as best as she could, but her large breasts were making it complicated.
I stared in disbelief at her ample chest and then looked down on mine. Sighing in defeat, I sunk deeper into the water. I have to make do with what I have.
Both of us were enjoying the hot water. All my stress faded away, and I enjoyed the moment.
"Young Mistress, I am glad that you are back home. It was getting quite lonely without you."
Looking over, her cute face was smiling happily. "How many are you guys here?" I asked, my eyes were half-open.
"Three, including myself."
"They are?"
"A cook and the head butler."
"Do they know their names?"
Coco shook her head.
Damn. That means I have to give them a name. "Their gender?"
"Males."
"The cook is named Tart, and the head butler is...Moca." I quickly replied to the first thing that popped into my head, and it had to be food.
"I will tell them immediately." Coco bolted up, ready to get out, but instead, I stopped her. She was dedicated to her job.
"Later, just enjoy the moment."
"Yes, young mistress." Coco blushed red from embarrassment. She slipped back into the water.
"Hahaha! Young mistress is here? Younnnnnngggg Mistreeessss!" A child's voice spoke out loud with glee, startling me. With a loud splash, a small body jumped into the hot spring.
"Wha-a-a?" I stuttered, confused.
A cute girly face popped out of the water, grinning. "Young mistress, your back!"
"Tart!" Coco yelled. Tart froze up and slowly turned around. I swear I thought I saw black demonic looking aura coming out of Coco's back. It even scared me.
"Coco, I-" Tart stuttered.
How was it that Tart knew Coco's name? I tilted my head; she didn't meet anyone.
"You're a boy! What are you doing on this side." Coco evilly glared.
I swear Tart was getting smaller and smaller, even though Tart was little in the beginning. Wait, didn't she say Tart was the cook? Him?
"I wanted to see a young mistress." Tart wailed. He turned towards me with the most adorable puppy dog eyes he could give. Like an arrow, I swooned at the cuteness.
"No! You're disrespecting, young mistress. You should be on the other side." Coco pointed towards the direction that he needed to be.
"But I don't want to be with those old geezers, especially Moca. He's too strict. Plus, young mistress gave us a new name; we both heard it and came to thank-" Tart went silent.
Coco walked over with such ferocity; I couldn't help but scoot back. Even Tart was cowardly moving quickly away from her and beelined towards me. He glomped onto my arm, begging me to save him. Like a tiger, Coco grabbed Tart and threw him across the other side of the fence.
Splash!
"Gah!" Phil yelled.
"What the hell was that?!" Don spoke flabbergasted.
"It's alright. Please calm down. It's only Tart." A gentleman's voice spoke out, calming the panic.
"Who?" Phil asked.
"My name is Moca. Young mistress gave me this name a moment ago. Do not worry; we are quite sturdy. Tart will be alright." Moca replied. He called out from the other end of the fence. "Thank you, young mistress, for giving us a name. It is my honor to serve you."
"N-n-no problem." I stuttered. I was looking at Coco, who was back to her usual self. It was scary.
"Excuse my rudeness. Young mistress, please do not treat such a fool with kindness next time, or he will not grow up to become a gentleman."
"I-" No words came out. Whatever nothing made sense. It was just better to go with the flow.
"Young mistress," a sobbing wail could be heard on the other side. Tart sounded like a lost puppy who lost his master.
"Please ignore him."
I swear I could hear a hint of coldness in Coco's voice. Furiously nodded, I couldn't help but be a bit afraid of this girl.
With the relaxation over, I headed out with new clothes.
Rare Monster Black Wolf Clothes Set
It was made from the pelt of the most durable monster Black Wolf. It is a living, breathing item of cloth that changes back into its original form when called upon. It has the power to protect its master from physical attacks. A magical item that does not get stinky or dirty.
Another fantastic set of clothes. I just don't understand how such a crazy set of equipment and uniforms were even brought here of all places. I was wearing quite extravagant garments that were a mix between a skirt and winter clothes in black and red.
"Coco."
"Yes, young mistress?"
"How many mythical items do I have?"
"One thousand two hundred forty-seven."
"What about legendary items?"
"Three hundred thirty-seven."
I gulped. Hearing the amount of things
Now I remember, The Legendary Gala Sword was one of them.
"Rare?"
"Um...." Coco thought it over for a moment. "A room full. Though they are just all female clothes and a couple of men's clothes, most of the treasure room is filled with your snacks."
Hyuck. I could feel sweat coming down my face. I had the most expensive taste, and I did not know it. I was sure that I was not born in a wealthy family, but more of a middle class.
"We can not have low-quality fabric touch your body young mistress. It would give me a heart attack."
So it was all her doing. I sighed. This maid had quite a taste in high-quality items.
"I always wanted to dress you up in wonderful clothes." Coco squealed like a girl. She clasped my hand, daydreaming.
Both Phil and Don came out in new clothes as well.
Both of them are like eye candy. Their wet hair made them look so dreamy. Wait, I need to stop thinking such disgraceful thoughts. Come back to reality, Berry!
Phil spoke out in disbelief. "This is made from the Fire Lizard. I've never worn such high-quality clothes before. Not even my grandfather would be able to even afford one of these."
"Is it that expensive?" Don asked, curious.
"Yes. Fire Lizards are only found in volcanic areas. They are highly dangerous and slippery to kill. Even though they're not rare, the problem with them is that they like to sleep in molten lava and don't tend to come out. Their skin is considered fireproof. Creating such clothes like these is difficult. I wonder who the seamstress is. She must have a high skill."
"I see." Don peered over curiously at the red, black, and orange clothes that Phil was wearing. "Then what material would mine be?"
"It would be Ice rabbit's fur," Moca spoke.
An elderly gentleman wearing a high-quality butler suit appeared behind both Don and Phil.
"Ice Rabbit's fur?"
"They considered the swiftest species of rabbits. Catching one is quite frustrating; anyone who attempts to catch one usually gives up within minutes. They live around the Solitary Mountain, though not many are seen these days," said Phil.
"I was wondering why I feel so light on my feet." Don hopped around a bit and noticed he shifted from one spot to another in a blink of an eye. "I like it."
"Young mistress!" Tart shouted in delight. He ran over and hugged me as his cute smile and eyes sparkled. Tart was wearing very adorable clothes that made him even more cuter. I wanted to squeeze the life out of him but was suddenly stopped when both Tart and I felt a shiver down our back.
"Tart."
"Y-Y-yes."
"Did you forget all the etiquette that I taught you so soon?"
"I'm sorry, young mistress." Tart pulled away and bowed. "Thank you for giving me a name."
"It's alright. You don't have to be so formal. It feels so weird. Please stop all of you." I tried to quell them.
"We dare not," Moca stated with conviction. "It will dishonor us all."
"Really?" Tart tone quickly changed into 180. "Can I?"
Coco gave off an ice-cold glare.
"I don't mind. Really."
"Yay!" Tart ran around in circles. Coco stopped Tart by grabbing him by the ear. "Ow. Ow. Ow."
"You're quite popular," said Don. "Are you a noble or something in this world?"
"No. I'm just me." I flatly stated. I was just a very rich dragon.
"If you say so." Don shrugged it off. He didn't quite believe me.
"This way, please." Moca directed them towards the dining room. "Tart, go, and get food ready."
"Aye. Aye." Tart saluted and bolted off towards the kitchen.
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