My Servant System 소설 & 이야기

Me, the same guy who'd been too intimidated by Officer Barbour to even realize what a babe she was despite working together for several years. No, what Megan was proposing wasn't her repaying me, it was letting her run a guilt tab with my name on the account. That wasn't it. She'd been able to see the hamster running on his wheel behind my eyes, and had gone back to blowing me while I worked it out. At last, I spoke. "You want to know what I want? All right. From now on, I'm your boss, and you're my employee. My... my servant. And it will be up to me to decide when your service has been sufficient." Servant. Better than the term Isa had chosen for it. Still hot, though. I was getting close.

She looked at the door before speaking, as if she was afraid to call his name. Indeed, she was scared. I could see her lips tremble slightly as she continued speaking. “I'm sorry he spoke to you like that. That's the way things are around here. You'll just have to get used to it.” I nodded, sipping the water, holding the glass with both hands. “Does that mean I'm not the first servant to come here?” The older woman shook her head. “No, you're not. Every two to three months, new servants show up. If you're lucky and good enough, you make it into one of the departments. If you're not, you'll be resold somewhere even worse. I'm sorry this has happened to you…”

There was one rule that seem to have applied throughout history when it came to proud , arrogant nobles who believed themselves untouchable. Your servants are there only to serve, so long as they perform their duties you wouldn't interfere, they were below you so you wouldn't meet their eyes unless addressing them. The servants revered you, to meet the eyes of their master was generally met with scorn, as such actions were considered borderline impertinent.

“but Serafino, They were looked like much stronger than we thought what if they could kill us all in one move like they did to our two allies” One of the servants said. “I thought that you were all fighters. Are you a Coward? Did you know that they were only a child and all of you here were almost the same? How many centuries older than them!” I saw how the servants swallow hard. All of them here have only a small brain. They were only thinking About was fighting nothing else, so I could simply order them. For the reason that they were, I needed a leader like me. “in the account of three, I want you to move faster”

Dallas’ p.o.v. I understand why Uncle Vaughn wants to deal with this issue first. He wants to replace those Servants as soon as possible, but also send a message out there. “Each Servant who works in the Royal wing was put there to spy on the Royal family and to report to the Elders. Not only for the Elders to have a heads-up, but also to inform their former Alphas. This is a list of the Servants who are currently stationed in the Royal wing.” I say as I hold up a piece of paper.

he said in a weak voice. "You know, when we work at the same place, sometimes we develop a special bond with our boss, and that's what you did. No one can call you a servant anymore. Moreover, you are no longer working here, and today you accompany sir as his friend. I hope you know this. Furthermore, I am the one who is serving here, sir; you can order me freely," I replied with a small laugh.

She was supposed to start from the lowest position as a servant and now that he was making her higher than every other servant, she certainly knows she was going to make so much enemy than all the friends she has ever had. Lincoln gazed at her on hearing her gasp, but after sometimes he continued, “ which means you will oversee every single servant here. From the cleaner to the cook to the guard and every other servant, and get back to me. Your job is to make sure they all do their duties perfectly well and not to lift your hands to do a thing” he stared at every single servant In the kitchen then gritted his teeth “and if anyone dares disobey your orders, inform me immediately, is that unde

"Not at all, Jasyn." "I have never been in the army, I have only served someone who decided to train his army." "You were a slave?" Jasyn asked. "Where do you come from?" "Slave? I said I served. Where I come from, we see assistance as service. I wouldn't say I assisted him, I would say I served him. My assistant served me too." "How nice," Jasyn commented. "Well these people will be here till morning, we can also wait. Tell our people on your way to keep watch and not lose guard."

Nothing else. "Can you tell him to wait until tomorrow? My body is very tired tonight," I say to the male servant. "Do you think I control everything?" he replies sarcastically. "If you have something to say, say it directly to him. I have no connection to your affairs whatsoever." "I know, but can't you convey it to him?" I ask again. "Tsk! I can't!" and he snaps at me. In reality, I have already realized where this conversation is heading. The male servant clearly will not comply with my wishes, considering he is nothing more than a slave. No better than my status as a prisoner here.

“Dear citizens of Lycara, as you all know today is the day of the selection and allocation. I have received all your applications for new servants.” “For those who are not aware, there are three categories of servants.” She said looking towards us, the new selection. “General servants — these sets of humans are allocated to a household or the castle to work there, this could be as a cleaner, nanny, gardener or cook.” “Pack caregivers — these humans are responsible for taking care of the pack as a whole. Cleaning up after the warriors finish training, farming, weeding, fishing and so on.” “Personal entertainers — as the name implies, these humans are given to a specific master to attend to pe