Novel & Cerita Servant

Milk : One Crystal mutant level 1. Oldman Gao sees the list menu, he shares it with young Mistress. "Good, from today you'll be the leader of the servant." "Yes Master, thank you for the appointment." He kneels down with a new spirit, Servant 1 passion was twice, double than before, after the breakfast. "Rise, start working." Oldman Gao sees servant 1 happy face, he smiles proudly. Servant 2 congratulates the new position of leadership, he surprises, didn't think that a person who offense the master become a leader. "Salute bro, can you advise me, how to have such a

He has even killed three servants till now. "Royal Jack." I speak as I reach at an appropriate distance. He turns his gaze towards me and I see his eyes burning in red color. "WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU NOW!?" He shouted at me. I lean my head back a little, he's too loud. "I'm the New Servant Manager." I speak looking at him. He looks at me with an uninterpretable emotion in his eyes. "I'm so-rr-y, Roya-l Jack." The servant speaks.

Ugh I wish my life here will be better. "For the mean time you will live at our house. When someone ask you what's your position just say you're an omega." Omega should great! "What does omega do?" I keep on nagging. "Servant," he said then smirked. "WHUT? you mean I'll be a servant here? No way, let me go back to my life," I said protestingly. "You will act like a servant only if there's other people idiot," he said so I tried to slap him but he move quickly to my other side.

It was a man of my age with light skin, dark hair, and dark eyes, which were too dark to be precise. He bowed before me and said, “My lady, I am so glad to see you awake, you gave us all a terrible scare.” My eyes widened when I heard what he said. He must have seen my surprised face, as he smiled shyly and continued “I see, My Lady, I am Anton, your servant, and slave. The great master entrusted me to serve you in everything, whatever you need.”

However, no matter how thick-faced he is, he can't make him bring this up to his majesty. "Aiyah. Are you sure you're loyal to me and not to my sister?" Yin Renshu complains. The truth is, Yin Renshu couldn't remove the thought that his first servant who forgets about formalities at times, even sometimes dares to speak nonsense to him, and had silly moments with him is dying. Among all of his subordinates, he's the one who's closest to be considered as a friend to the emperor. Although he's still full of energy now, who knows when will he ran out of vigor?

"Nothing." Why does he always put the blame on me? I just shook my head and took a sip of the soup he made. Well, at least it's edible. "You should be thankful that I cooked for you. You're my servant and I'm your master. Being served food is a privilege." "That whole servant and master thing again. Aren't you tired of it?" He glanced back at me. "And what about you?" "What?" "Weren't you originally trying to break the contract? You should have done it when I gave you the chance. Then you wouldn't have to hear about this servant and master nonsense anymore."

"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."

KEILAH "What?" I asked, his words not registering in my mind yet. Servant? "I said—be my servant. Is that too hard to comprehend?" he asked. "But, why me?" I asked. "I didn't do anything wrong to you." He chuckled coldly, taking a step forward. I felt his body right in front of me, yet I couldn't move. The power he was emanating was too much that it made me weak in the knees. "You said you'd do anything, right?"

Gian's POV The servant's hall was a separate four-storey building located at the east side of the mansion, with its very own pool, pond and garden. On the first floor, there was a dainty lobby with padded chairs and a tea table. A television set hanging on the wall, a glass-door fridge full of fruit drinks ( I was dying to get one, perhaps a grape flavor), a coffee machine, and a counter with yummy looking cakes and pastries. Wait, is that a croissant?

He kissed my left palm while watching me with a smirk. I thought about his words momentarily. "No, I don't." I shook my head. "Servants aren't meant to have good lives. They are meant to serve their betters; if need be, they will be thrown away and replaced." I said firmly, "We are just some small cogs in the greater workings of a clock." That is going to be my reality. Someday, I'll be tossed out once I serve my purpose. I always wonder if that day is swiftly approaching.