Wizard: I brought the wrong system

Claire had to complete the ceremony of allegiance to Countess Ilinda in public before Viscount Corey could react.

After discussing with Yarrow, Claire planned to take only a few elites, put on the heavy armor of the remaining soldiers in the castle, and continue on their way in the dark.

The others are temporarily placed in Perrin Castle.

Yarrow has nothing to do, he can't live in such a big castle by himself, and with those servants, follow-up work will be more convenient.

But there is one point that Yarrow is going to make clear in advance.

"You leased the castle to me for a year, that is to say, during the lease period, I am the owner of the castle, right?"

"Yes." Claire nodded suspiciously, not understanding why Yarrow had to repeat this thing again.

Yarrow looked at Claire, emphasized his tone, and said seriously: "I hope you can make this matter clear to your servants, your guards, and especially your son! I don't like people in my house, to me Tell me anything!"

A baron's son who dared to leave the door without even eating breakfast when receiving guests - he didn't look like a good stubble.

Clara lowered her head humbly: "Master Bella, a powerful wizard, I assure you, your will will be unimpeded in the castle!"

He kept his attitude very low, but his tone was quite strict, and he only said that Yarrow's will can flow unimpeded in the castle.

It neither summarizes Perrin's territory, nor does it say that Yarrow is the master of the castle.

Perhaps, he was also worried that Yarrow would occupy the magpie's nest and occupy Perrin's territory and would not leave.

Yarrow didn't care about Claire's little thoughts, and walked towards the castle with the fiery epee stuck in the ground, and only said: "I hope so."

Claire watched in silence, the black hole that the epee had drawn out of, wondering what she was thinking for a moment.

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Since he was unable to intervene, Yarrow simply returned to the second floor of the castle.

First put the heavily modified armor in the arsenal into the space ring, then found a single room in the guest room, turned the house number to show that there were people in this room, cleaned the dust on the bed, and then sat on it, holding the smelting residue Pyromelite, began to meditate and recover.

thinking space.

The blue and yellow dots of light flickered slightly, and the full magic power continued to flow in and out, but the remaining red dots were extremely weak, and there was no flicker for a long time.

With Yarrow's meditation, a little spiritual power gradually flowed out of the consciousness space, and under Yarrow's control, he immediately plunged into the fire-type light spot.

This spiritual power is like an electric current, activating the 'factory' of fire magic power, the fire aura gradually jumps, and the fire melting stone tightly held by the arm releases a faint red light, and drops of fire elements are released from it, being captured The detected mental power was quickly captured and merged into the thinking space along the arm.

A little bit of red light gradually appeared in the thinking space, and then quickly merged into the gradually jumping fire light, and quickly blended with the non-attribute spiritual power in it, and a new fire magic power was born.

Just as muscle strength also needs the support of sugar, mental strength comes from the support of the brain and the nutrients in the body.

Therefore, using meditation to restore mental strength cannot replace sleep, especially when the body is very tired. At this time, not only will the growth of mental strength slow down, but the more you meditate, the more tired your body will be.

But compared with his own safety, a little fatigue is not unacceptable.

When the magic power of the fire element recovered to nearly half, Yarrow stopped insisting, closed his eyes and fell asleep immediately.

The night is getting deeper.

During this process, Claire arrived at the castle with the Perrin manor. After wearing heavy armor with several cronies, they rode a few rare horned horned horses without stopping, and blended into the night again.

During this process, a soldier with a broken arm fled back home in the dark anxiously.

During this process, Ilinda's Earl's Mansion was full of songs and dances, and there were so many intrigues and conspiracies in it.

While Yarrow was sleeping, I don't know how many stories happened in the world, how many bloody battles, how many loves and hatreds.

One night...no dreams.

When Yarrow, who was hungry, opened his eyes, the sun was already bright, and the sound of scrubbing echoed around him, and he didn't know how many people were cleaning together.

"Another new day!"

Breathing the cool air, Yarrow stretched himself comfortably, straightened the folds of his clothes a little, and walked towards the door of the room.

Just as his palm was resting on the dusty wooden peg, Yarrow suddenly paused for a moment, his ears moved slightly, and a flash of understanding flashed in his eyes, and then he opened the door.

"Master Yarrow, morning... good afternoon."

In the narrow corridor of the guest room, Bud greeted with an embarrassed expression.

From Bud's thick arms and his usual words and deeds, it can be seen that he is just a normal bodyguard, at least he has not received formal etiquette training, let alone formal butler education.

But at this time, he was wearing a brand-new short-tailed black suit, and his thick neck was ridiculously tied with a black rope... Well, although I don't want to admit it, it's hard to identify, but from the position As far as I'm concerned, there should only be one, not too well tied bow tie.

The palm with the white palm was awkwardly placed on the abdomen, and it was even moving up and down.

As if looking for a place in line with etiquette.

But it's more like a rich businessman with a big belly, gently patting his belly in satisfaction after a meal.

Yarrow couldn't bear to look straight at him, and he tilted his head, forced a smile and asked, "You're dressed in such a strange way, what are you doing standing here?"

"Did you dress up strangely? That's how the old butler is dressed!" Bud, who was already uncomfortable, glanced at his clothes, and when Yarrow said this, he didn't know how to put his hands, and rubbed them. The ground speed is also getting faster.

"Put your hands down and talk!" Yarrow laughed angrily.

Bud's body froze, he danced and didn't know what to do.

Yarrow rubbed his forehead with a headache, circled outwards, and asked at the same time: "Can you explain to me why you dress like this?"

Bud hurriedly followed up and explained behind Yarrow: "Baron Claire was worried that other servants would offend you, so he promoted me to be a housekeeper last night. If you have anything to do in the future, you can directly order me."

"Housekeeper? Will you?" Yarrow paused, looking at Bud behind him in surprise, who was hunched over and humble.

From other aspects, Bud is indeed a good candidate.

First of all, he has been with Yarrow, and he has known Yarrow for a long time. He has also seen Yarrow make a move, and knows that Yarrow is powerful.

He is still Claire's personal bodyguard. The other servants have seen him and know his status. If they order Bud to be promoted to butler in front of everyone, the follow-up will be enough to overwhelm other servants.

But the problem is, the butler is not just a servant!