1001 Chapter 1001: Caring

Aslan took the initiative to come to the door, even if Eins would believe it, it would bring a lot of doubts to people. Conversely, if Eins was really unable to hold on and went to Aslan, the result would be different.

When the time comes, Aslan will go to Fort Saint-Meilan with a skeptical attitude to verify. At that time, he can leave openly and lay the foundation for Ainz's identity.

In this way, he can perfectly integrate into the central plain, and then use it to expand his influence in Chester.

I believe that in the near future, no one will doubt his identity.

When they got home, Aslan went to class, and Nomiri took Artoria to visit the opened Haidilao.

That was Aslan's first estate in Chester.

Arturia and Nomiri have eaten hot pot for a long time, but one of them has no love for it, and the other likes it very much.

Nuomili likes the mandarin duck pot very much, especially the spicy soup that is brighter than red wine, it is simply delicious in the world.

When you enter Haidilao, you will see two well-trained maids appearing in front of the gate.

"welcome!"

The waitresses are dressed in maid outfits, dignified and generous, yet sexy.

"Don't ask, if you ask, it's a mandarin duck pot! Five dishes each of mutton and beef, and..."

As soon as Nomiri took the menu, she immediately began reporting the dishes.

Originally, Aslan planned to open a self-service hot pot, but was stopped by Master.

The reason is very simple, the poor can't afford it, the rich don't like it, and the middle class in the city has always looked up to the upper-class nobles. The food that the upper-class nobles don't like, these middle-class people will also sneer at.

Nomiri had just started eating when Hathaway, Elena, and Linda came in.

The three of them just secretly exchanged a wink with Nomiri, and then took their seats.

Compared with the identity created by Aslan, Hathaway's identity is very simple. They opened a clothing store by themselves, which is not large in scale. In the early days of their business, they could only support three people.

However, because of the beautiful appearance and figure of the three, they soon became social butterflies in the middle class. Hathaway continued to use her expertise as courtesans. Elena was already studying at night school, studying law, and preparing to take the lawyer exam.

Linda is concentrating on running the clothing store. Under Hathaway's customer care, her life is getting better and better.

I believe that they will be able to squeeze into the middle class soon.

Hathaway got up to go to the bathroom, and when passing Nuomili's table, she stroked the table lightly, and a small piece of paper appeared in Nuomili's palm.

They weren't sure if there was any magic in the central plains that could monitor communications. They didn't dare to communicate rashly, and they had always passed information in this way.

Nuo Mili ate the hot pot by herself, and casually swept the small piece of paper in her palm.

"We've been watched."

Nomiri's chewing action paused for a moment and then resumed.

Compared to Nomiri who was blushing at the hot pot restaurant, Aslan raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, turned and left the door, walked to the stairs deep in the hall, and returned to the third floor all the way, while his personal servant Aite was silent follow behind.

Aslan, who had just finished the class, felt like he was about to collapse. The theology class here is really disgusting.

It is a collection of stories praising Cycano, which is even more exaggerated than the creation myth in the Bible.

In this world, there is no distinction between men and women. It is the omniscient and omnipotent God who created men and women so that human beings can reproduce on their own.

What was the man before that?

Shemale?

Or a witch?

Or the world was destroyed, and the omniscient and omnipotent god built a huge ark to save the human beings on the whole continent and so on.

In order to pass the time, Aslan listened to the class carefully on the surface, but secretly he was distracted and paid attention to the situation of the villa.

He found that the male and female servants were all busy with their own affairs, and none of them was lazy. Only when his employer passed by, he would stop, salute and say hello, which seemed very educated.

The housekeeper Marlene is still very capable in arranging and managing the internal affairs of the family, otherwise Nomiri would not have so much time to go shopping.

Aslan stepped into the corridor on the third floor and walked towards the half-open room.

Before entering, Aslan saw the butler Munster hanging an antique longbow on the wall, and there was a short hardwood bow that was one size shorter beside it.

Archery is a high-end competitive sport among the upper class, so there are so many marksmen in the central plain, even the elves know about it, and they are shocked.

Among the armies in the Central Plains, the archer unit is also the most precious unit. More than 90% of the archers are composed of middle class and upper-class nobles.

After hanging the short bow, Mister took two steps back, inspected the two bows, took out a feathered arrow from the side quiver, and drew the string.

He drew a compound bow, the longbow mainly used by existing archers in the Central Plains.

The compound bow is a new type of war bow made of mixed wood or metal, with a pulley at the end.

Also known as the pulley compound bow, it is more powerful and more accurate. Looking at its appearance, it is not much worse than the competitive bow on Earth.

No wonder the bow and arrow troops in the Central Plains are so tough.

hum!

Master let go of the bowstring, and the bowstring made a crisp sound, but the feathered arrow did not shoot out, and his serious and rigid face was obviously softened a bit.

Aslan coughed lightly to remind the butler, then pushed open the half-closed door and walked in.

Master put the compound bow back to its original position, and saluted sideways:

"Master, these are the long and short bows I have collected during this time."

Aslan didn't care too much about this, he just nodded to show that he understood.

After all, the outer continents have begun to popularize rifles, and the era of archers will eventually come to an end.

He immediately showed a gentle smile and asked chattingly:

"When I read the information, I noticed that you seem to have a wife and children, Mister?"

Every housekeeper is basically the deputy of the employer, a confidant who can't avoid many things. Contacting the housekeeper is something every employer will do, and Aslan does not want to be an exception.

Especially after Master became more and more comfortable to use.

Master replied solemnly: "Yes, when I was a manor servant at the viscount's house, due to the needs of certain affairs, I had frequent contact with a lady, developed feelings, and finally entered the palace of marriage. A daughter, but the two of them..."

When referring to his wife and daughter, the unsmiling housekeeper's tone unconsciously became soothing, but at the end he was full of pain.

"Can they be found? Money is not an issue."

Aslan naturally knew that they had become slaves too, otherwise he wouldn't have asked this question.

Manster shook his head painfully.

Aslan patted Master on the shoulder.

"Try to publish the news in the newspaper."