Chapter 568

"Meow!" Fairy Eevee called out cutely.

"I, I, I, and I, I am Impmon!"

Impermon, realizing that he was already one step behind, quickly flapped his wings and flew over.

A hint of surprise appeared on Alvette's face: "It can actually speak!"

Impermon glanced at his master, and seeing that his face did not change, he boldly said: "Not only can I speak, but I am also the master's intimate little cotton-padded jacket, professional delivery man, and super experimental assistant. I am amazing!"

"Is that so?" Alvette looked at Impmon and said in surprise, "So you have so many uses besides being able to turn into a cat?"

"Hmmmm!" Impmon looked up at the sky, smug.

Tailmon behind him pouted, looking at his back as if he was looking at a crumb.

...

Dark finally hired a carriage to stuff all the suitcases in, and then asked Leomon, who volunteered, to guard it.

The coachman was quite happy at first when he heard that it was the Duke's mission, but when the mighty lion-man followed closely on the carriage, he couldn't help but shudder and drove the carriage to the Duke's mansion obediently.

And Dark took the rest of the magic elves on the dragon's back.

Meowth, Tailmon, Sylveon and Impmon were all very petite and didn't take up much space.

Dark was held between her and Claire by Alvette, as if she was afraid that he would suddenly disappear, so she held him tightly in her arms.

Claire, who was sitting on the dragon's saddle, just smiled and drove the wyvern into the sky!

The oncoming strong wind slid to both sides under the traction of the V-shaped magic shield, and instead formed a wind barrier to protect the passengers.

The magic elves climbed on the dragon's back and looked down, each of them with novelty in their eyes.

The buildings on the ground became extremely small and retreated rapidly.

They were riding a dragon for the first time, and they were full of curiosity about their "new home".

They wanted to know what their "new home" looked like, wanted to know about their master's past life, and wanted to know more and more.

As his thoughts turned, the Duke's Mansion approached rapidly.

Chapter 456: Dak Dimon and the Twelve Maids (66.5/233)

The Duke's Mansion of the Dimon family is located in the northern suburbs of the royal capital, backed by mountains and facing south.

The mansion is very large, with flower gardens, gardens, and even a martial arts field. The flowing water flowing down from the mountain wall in the backyard forms a waterfall, and the pool under the waterfall is home to rare water beasts.

Dak grew up in the Duke's Mansion, so he naturally knew his own mansion very well. He also built a tree house on a giant tree in the back mountain. Although it was leaky everywhere, it is still alive now.

It was not until he was eight or nine years old that Dak realized that the back mountain was not actually safe - what he thought was a little secret was actually under the surveillance of the old butler.

Later, the old housekeeper retired and he never went to the back mountain again.

Today, the Duke's Mansion is managed by the old housekeeper's daughter, Ms. Jasmine, the head maid.

Ms. Jasmine is almost 30 years old this year, but she has never had a partner, which makes the Duke very worried.

Under Ms. Jasmine, there are a total of 12 maid groups, each of which is led by a head maid. They each have different responsibilities and support the entire Duke's Mansion.

…

After a cup of tea, Claire flew to the vicinity of the Duke's Mansion on the flying dragon.

Duck looked down at the brightly lit Duke's Mansion, and a trace of nostalgia flashed in his heart.

Finally home!

"Sit tight!" Claire suddenly reminded.

Duck felt a tightness behind his head, and suddenly felt floating.

The flying dragon flew down suddenly under Claire's control and landed on the dragon training platform in front of the door at a very fast speed.

The guards guarding nearby only glanced over here and turned their heads back.

Their duty is to guard the mansion, not to play formalism.

As for welcoming the young master home, that is the task of the maids in the mansion.

When the wyvern landed safely, Claire loosened the reins and clapped her hands, and then a dragon trainer who was waiting nearby came forward and saluted them.

Claire jumped off the dragon's back and said to the dragon trainer: "Give it some raw beef and treat it well tonight."

The wyvern that had accompanied her for more than ten years suddenly shook its head and was extremely happy.

At the same time.

Dak was also hugged by Yalvette and jumped down.

He got rid of his mother's arms a little embarrassedly and pretended to pull his collar.

Even though he had recovered his memories of his previous life... No, it was precisely because he had recovered his memories of his previous life that he became more and more helpless with this mother who doted on him too much.

Yalvette was actually very fragile. When he was rebellious in the past, he could make her sad for a long time just by saying a few harsh words.

So he didn't dare to speak badly except when talking to Alvette.

And now, of course, he dared not to do that even more.

Dark took a deep breath, shook his head and looked at the gate of the Duke's Mansion.

One of the two guards in charge of guarding the gate almost instinctively shrank his neck when he saw him looking over.

Dark couldn't help but grin, thinking of the bad things he had done to the guard in the past.

"If you have time, make it up to him."

Thinking of this, Dark waved to the magic elves.

Impmon quickly flew to his shoulder, and Meowth, Tailmon and Sylveon all came to his feet.

Dak pointed to the Duke's Mansion, and his face under the light showed a smile: "See, this is your home!"

...

The door of the Duke's Mansion slowly opened with the sound of the mechanism.

When Dak came to his senses, his right arm was already tightly hugged by Alvette.

"Let's go, your favorite sister Aoli made your favorite lamb, and she promised solemnly that she would make you forget the cooking skills of the halfling chef."

Dak rubbed his nose awkwardly and said, "The lamb made by sister Aoli is indeed delicious, but I may not be able to eat too much."

Oli Dimon.

She is one of the maids who was personally given the surname "Dimon" by Alvette, and inherited the name "Aries".

The twelve maid groups of the Duke's Mansion are named after the twelve zodiac signs, and the maids of each maid group are talented people selected by Alvette personally.

And only the maids who are recognized by the twelve golden saints will be given the name "Dimon" and become the most trusted confidants of the Duke's Mansion.

The twelve golden holy clothes are "armed cards" designed according to the twelve constellations. They can not only increase the user's strength and agility by hundreds of times, but each piece also has special powers.

It is with the power of the twelve golden holy clothes that Alvette can become the Valkyrie today.

However, she only has half of the golden holy clothes, so among the twelve maids, only six have been given the name "Dimon".

And Oli Dimon is the first one among the six maids to be recognized by the golden holy clothes!

The "Aries Maid Group" she is in charge of is responsible for the food supply of the Duke's Mansion, that is, she is in charge of the kitchen.

It is slightly different from what Alvette thought.

It is precisely because Dak knows that she is an "Aries" that he pesters her to make lamb set meals every day-not because he really likes lamb the most!

Oli was selected to be brought into the Duke's Mansion when she was only six years old, and was recognized by the "Aries Holy Clothes" at the age of thirteen. Now she has been working in the Duke's Mansion for twelve years.

Because she was the youngest maid at the time, she was also responsible for being the young master's playmate.

When the nanny was busy, she would occasionally help change the young master's diapers or something...

In short, she was such a person.

Dak was dragged into the Duke's Mansion by Alvet, and there were two rows of maids standing on both sides of the brick-paved road as expected.

Vigo, the "virgin" in charge of "etiquette", walked out of the queue and said to Dak: "Young master, welcome back."

Looking at Vigo, the head maid with a formal smile on her face, Dak couldn't help but recall the painful time when she taught the noble etiquette with a ruler in the past.

He smiled slightly and said, "Teacher Wei Ge, let them all go and rest early."

Wei Ge could not hide her surprise, but still said, "Since the young master has arranged it this way, I will let them go back and rest."

The two lines of maids bowed together and said in unison, "Thank you, young master!"

This uniform voice finally made Dak feel a little bit like a "bad young master". He couldn't help shaking his head, but instead pulled Yalvette to speed up his pace.

Just a moment later, he passed through the maids' queue and entered the indoor corridor.

As for what the maids would discuss after he left, he could roughly guess, nothing more than "the young master is handsome again" and so on (dog head).

……

In the luxurious restaurant inlaid with silver ornaments, "Aries" Oli was carefully arranging the cut lamb on the plate, and then put the three sauces in three small plates.

Next to the lamb, there was a plate of pasta similar to spaghetti, and a pot of lemon tea, a specialty from the Free City.

It was 8:40 in the evening, and it was naturally past dinner time.

The food on the table was prepared for the young master alone.

When she thought that the young master would be back tonight, Oli couldn't help but smile warmly.

Even if the young master looked bad to outsiders, she was just a naughty brother in her eyes.

When she entered the mansion at the age of six and saw the delicate little baby for the first time, she knew that her life from then on was completely tied to it.

Whether it was the identity of a maid or the identity of a sister, she was happy with it.

In short, no one in the Duke's mansion was innocent because Dak Dimon grew up crooked.

...

When Dak arrived, Oli had been waiting in the restaurant for a long time.

She walked quickly to Dak, resisted the urge to hug him, and whispered, "Master, you're back."

Dak pulled his right hand out of Alvette's arms and nodded, "Sister Oli, where's my lamb?"

"It's there." Oli moved aside so that Dak could see the food on the table.

Dak had actually smelled the scent of lamb long ago.

He walked around Oli and went straight to the table.

Oli looked at the magic elves following him curiously, and suddenly seemed to remember something, and quickly turned around and said, "Don't forget to wash your hands!"

Dak's face froze, but his steps were very natural and he walked towards the bathroom.

After he washed his hands, he returned to the table, pulled out a chair and sat down.

Oli laid a napkin in front of him and stood quietly beside him.

Yalvette and Claire sat down at the table casually.

"Little Oli? Don't you prepare two sets of tableware for us?" Claire joked.

Ollie's face was thin and pink, and she said softly, "Aunt Claire, if you want a midnight snack, I'll make it for you later."

"Forget it." Claire waved her hand, "Bring me a bottle of red wine."

"Yes." Oli responded, and turned to get the wine.

Claire took out two goblets, pushed one of them in front of Alvette, and said casually: "Alvette, have a glass?"

Alvette nodded: "Okay."

Claire leaned back against the back of the chair and said with a smile: "Drinking wine and listening to music is a joy in life. Now that there is no music, let Dak tell us about the interesting things that happened in the college to liven up the atmosphere. His college life in the past year is more eventful than my journey."

Dak was smearing the sauce on the lamb and chewing it carefully. Hearing this, he said: "Aunt Claire, it's still not as good as yours."

Claire's eyes were cunning: "Then tell me in detail."

Dak said helplessly: "Wait a few days...Okay, wait a minute."