My Servant System Novels & Stories

"These are the servants that was sent by the Crown Prince, they are all well-trained to fulfill all your needs." The Butler arrived earlier inside my chamber together with these unfamiliar servants, all of them were looking like a doll standing with no emotion on their faces. Isn't it funny? To see how Hades created these servants just for me? Well, it's not like I don't know his purpose, he sent these servants to guard me and to report everything I am doing to him. I tapped my fingers on the table, looking at them from head to their toes.

It was hard to keep going when you thought there wasn’t anything for you. “I said I’d answer for what I need to. Just please let me make the cure first.” There was a knock on the door and it opened. A servant was there, a middle aged man who smiled and was rather chipper all the time. He liked the rest in this place were happy to serve their kind as he was lower in rank. They were treated very well, wanted for not. They might be servants but they weren’t slaves and they were loyal. Aries made sure his people were all on the same page.

Isn't it excessive even though it sounds painful, isn't it a waste of money, that much money just to buy a servant, which can be very easy to get? Many lined up to sign up to be a servant of this Young Master because the salary reward was not small. "Or am I going to be a slave for life, not just a servant?" thought Azkia. "Roy, take her to the car." Standing up, then without saying goodbye to the owner of the house, the man walked with a swagger. Roy replied, "Okay." Then politely told Azkia, "Go ahead, Miss." After reaching the car, Roy opened the back door, and after closing it, then he walked towards the driver's seat.

[A bell that served for anyone that wore it was a servant in the temple of light] The other servant that also had a bell in her both of her wrist agreed and said, “Who knows that little priest was so passionate about the father” The servant added. They were sighing emotionally when. “Ahem!” A voice that was very stern but not too loud interrupted the servants that was obviously but in an unconscious way, dilly dallying what work they needed to do and they needed to finish right away.

I hoped I would get it right. "T....there can be no begging, or crying. No complaining. A servant always has to be punctual, and a p.....personal servant shall not serve two masters. Never can a servant do anything without permission, and a s...servant never speaks unless spoken to. There shall also be no eye contact with the Royals." I couldn't believe I remembered them. I also couldn't believe how many rules I had broken as I said them out loud. The minute I was done, he tilted my head towards him and brought his lips close to my ear.

"Captain, Sir, do you know what that woman is?" "She is a child, Good Sir, not much older than your own whom I have taken from slavery and intend to protect from any further indecencies." Captain Tane eyed the innkeeper hard. The man looked flustered, but backed down quickly. No one challenged the captain when he decided to take someone into his care. Mikail returned to Ian to find him looking both serious and jovial. "Can you not go anywhere without picking someone up?" "Ian, she needed our help. I will explain that one later, what is the matter?"

And one thing I want to do is observe his actions from a distance. "I apologize, but being new here makes it challenging for me to take immediate action. I have to be cautious and considerate. Is there any chance I can start—" I didn't get a chance to finish my sentence as he raised his hand, signaling me to stop talking. "Well, that's precisely why you're here. You need to demonstrate your effectiveness as a servant through your actions. You should be capable of completing any task assigned to you. Besides, all the other positions are already filled. You arrived just in time, as new servants were given work yesterday, leaving you with no choice but to accept the tasks assigned to you."

,Samson replied, chuckling at his expressions. "I arranged your clothes in your wardrobe last night and your bag was lying next to your closet. If you need anything else, don't call the servants for that.",Samson added, looking into his eyes. "What ? ",Christian asked feeling confused. "When the CEO himself is at your service then why do you need a servant for any help? I will be just a call away from you and don't worry I keep my eyes on you every time so whenever you need something, I will be at your service, Sir.",Samson said, bowing down his head in front of him.

The skinny man facing them cackled ominously. This man was known as Rat Servant, one of the 12 servants nurtured by the Trio Alliance Island in Wyverna. After Tiger Servant, he was another who had reached the formidable semi-Empyrean level. Facing a semi-Empyrean, the four Dukes of War struggled, barely holding their ground and on the brink of being overwhelmed. The difference between a Duke of War and a semi-Empyrean was a narrow gap in rank but a vast chasm in power.

He turned around, "What did you say?" "It was your Imperial Father who wanted you back, but as for the reason, this small servant doesn't know." The man suddenly knelt on one knee, "Your Highness Evan, this small servant just got to know the passing of the Emperor, Your Highness' is my last mission. If this small servant can't take you back, this small servant can only kill himself." The rule of the royals, without their master, the servants serving them cannot roam freely in this world, the moment their master dies, they need to kill themselves unless they are entrusted to another master-servant contract. Evan turned around, his lips curved into an indifferent smile, "Then kill yourself."