Chapter 652 Ch651 Harley Bat and Roland Bat

Chapter 652 Ch.651 Harley Bat and Roland Bat

After seeing off Dan Batch and Kingsley, Roland asked Halida on the way back.

"You didn't want to buy one?"

He meant the puppies.

"They like you."

The maid folded her palms and placed them neatly on her legs together, shaking her head: "It's too expensive, sir."

Each of the hounds bred by Blake is expensive.

If calculated based on the salary of a standard maid, excluding daily expenses, she would have to save for at least eight to ten years.

"Besides, I don't have time to train them."

After Halida finished speaking, she said, "...I have to take care of you."

"You don't have time to train them either - you have to train me."

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Stop being so annoying.

He and Halida spent plenty of time together, but Rose, on the other hand, lowered her head ever since she boarded the carriage, muttering about "doctor" and "patient"——

"It's on fire, Rose."

The girl who was interrupted from thinking silently raised her head and glared at him: "I am thinking about something big."

Roland looked surprised: "What a big deal, let me hear it. Maybe tomorrow the empire will be proud of you - my new leather shoes."

Rose snorted proudly and leaned forward slowly:

"I'm thinking about something."

Roland: "Oh."

"The story of Allen and his wife is definitely not the first time it happened, right?"

Roland: "Obviously."

"You and I know best that some people don't have the opportunity to understand some knowledge, right?"

Roland: "Indeed."

"Most people don't get this opportunity in their lifetime."

Roland: "That's right."

"So, if you want these stupid people to stop being fooled and have their money stolen by those quack doctors and scammers - is there another way?"

The girl's emerald green eyes sparkled.

"If you can't stop them from being fooled, just kill the cheaters... Isn't this the best way to solve the problem? Solve it at the source..."

Roland didn't want to comment on the quality of this method, so he just held his chin with one hand and kept quiet, which made Rose feel a little embarrassed.

"…What are you doing?"

The girl who was squirming finally put her legs together, tilted her waist slightly like a noble lady in front of an easel, and showed off her beautiful profile to her sweetheart - she kept stroking the curly hair that didn't need to be moved behind her ears. Raise your head a few degrees.

"Oh, you smell the bath salts on me?"

Want to find a topic.

But it failed miserably.

Roland said nothing.

Her carefully decorated eyebrows were drawn together, her face was sullen, and she pretended to be: "Frankly speaking, if we can help some poor people...why not?"

Roland still didn't speak.

Just ten seconds.

Miss Shelley's disguise could no longer be maintained.

"Okay, actually I just want to find something to do."

The snitch, who gave up on himself, walked towards Halida with one leg and placed the other in front of Roland's feet, hunched over and folded his arms.

"Maybe our name will become famous...right?"

Rose became more and more excited as she talked.

"I am the 'thug' and Halida is the 'rabid dog' - everyone has heard of us, talks about us, fears us... Roland! I guarantee excitement! "

Roland:......

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Actually, I don't want it to be that exciting.

"I think so."

…………

…

No matter how he 'escapes', Roland will eventually go home.

I just didn't expect that when I and Halida carried several large boxes and unlocked the door and entered the house, there was no one in the medicine store.

"...Ke, Mr. Collins?"

Halida was relieved.

She was scared to death.

Ever since I heard that I was going to meet Roland's uncle and 'adoptive mother', I felt uneasy the entire journey, and my fingers almost made a hole in the pleats of her skirt.

——Will I be kicked out?

—Would Mr. Collins's uncle and mother let slaves in?

Unanswered questions were running around in the maid's head, and she had never been so exhausted in a calculation class.

"No wonder you said that the best course is sewing." Roland obviously noticed what Halida was doing along the way. She took off her coat and teased: "I'm afraid the fishermen will love you, Halida. "

The maid pursed her lips, looked at her master with eyes that had been soaked in mist for many years, and slowly squatted down... to help him unbutton his leather shoes.

"...I'm not a qualified servant yet."

To avoid the appearance of discordant barking, Halida spoke slowly but was very nimble with her hands - she really put her heart into it when she was studying at the Shelley family.

After hanging up his hat and coat and straightening his shoes, he quickly found water and a towel to wipe Roland's hands and neck.

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Without Roland having to ask, it only took her five minutes to figure out the locations of most things in the drug store: such as teapots, cups and spoons, candlesticks, oil lamps, and blankets.

The old maid sent by Mr. Tom had no secrets.

In addition to normal service skills, she also taught her some secret secrets of winning as a 'personal maid':

For example, the ‘staring’ and ‘slow squat’ just now.

Halida secretly cursed herself for being shameless and bold, but on the other hand, she really felt Mr. Collins's shock at that moment——

She is like a hound with a wagging tail, constantly jumping next to her master's trouser legs, testing and measuring her master's boundaries with her mouth, belly and tail.

Halida clenched her fists silently.

Bad dog.

"You are more qualified than anyone I have ever seen." Roland unbuttoned his collar, lazily fell into the sofa, and pulled a blanket to wrap himself up.

He curled up and watched Halida find firewood, light a fire, and then find a teapot and cups from somewhere - light the fireplace and put the teapot on the stove.

"Halida."

"Sir?"

Roland moved and patted the sofa: "Come here."

"Sir?"

"Come here quickly, I have something to worry about."

Halida walked around the sofa in confusion and sat down slowly under the urging - before she sat down, she was hit in the face by the blanket thrown at her. After a short scream, she fell backwards on the sofa.

"Wrap it up."

Roland threw her another one.

"Hurry up."

He urged Halida to imitate him, holding the corner of the blanket around her shoulders and making a bend in front of her neck - like a reversed tree brown bat with a human head.

"First, sir! I'm still wearing shoes--"

"Take them off, take them off."

The maid couldn't bear the request and had to hook off her cloth shoes with her fingers, and quietly hid her two feet in white socks into the 'bat wings'.

The two of them curled up on the sofa in an extremely strange shape, facing the gradually strong fire after resurrection.

"Sir... I, we are now... "

Roland's behavior was really beyond the maid's expectations-the 'experience' she heard was not enough for her to deal with the current situation.

Halida felt uncomfortable all over.

"Now..." Roland drooped his head casually, leaning on the sofa, with a tired face: "Of course, I am enjoying the precious rest time..."

Rest?

How can the servant rest when the master is resting?

"Sir, I can't--"

"Frequently warming the fire will make your skin white."

"Really?"

"Really."

"...Sir, are you lying to me?"

Harley Bat and Roland Bat wrapped in a thin blanket, and took a lazy nap while talking to each other.