I became a cannon fodder villain. If I want to survive, I must take care of my baby first.

Manjushage hurriedly said to Korra: "You continue to count the supplies and keep an eye on her. I'll go find someone."

Cora nodded. After Lycoris left, she stood there in a daze, looking at the carriage and then at the girl lying on the ground. She secretly thanked herself, "Fortunately, I checked the goods myself. If it were someone else, I'm afraid they would have burned the whole thing on the spot."

She looked at the things in the carriage with some distress: "It's a pity to waste such good fabrics."

"Oh my god, what a poor girl, is she okay?"

“I can’t imagine what she’s been through.”

"I really hope she's okay."

Although they were suddenly called out at night, the maids did not complain. Without waiting for Manjushage's instructions, they consciously washed the girl's body and changed her clothes.

Carefully putting her on the made bed, the girls' eyes were full of heartache. All of them were taken in by Manjusaka after suffering a lot of hardships, but no one had ever been carried into the castle in such a miserable state. I'm afraid that if it was just a little later, there would be one less living life in the world.

"Miss Manjusaka, can this child survive?" someone asked worriedly.

The others had the same worried expressions on their faces, all waiting for Manjushage's answer.

"Don't worry, her breathing has stabilized. She'll be fine after a few days of rest."

Perhaps the magic of Lycoris radiata is more suitable for the girl's physique. She was obviously dying when she was first found, but after being treated with blood, her physical condition improved instantly, and there was no sign of any blood disorder at all.

After hearing her answer, the maids felt relieved and continued to stand guard by the bed.

Even without Manjushage's order, they would take turns on duty voluntarily, for fear of any accidents.

After all this, Manjushage, who was originally unable to sleep, became very sleepy. She fell into a deep sleep as soon as she returned to her room, and did not wake up until the next morning when Doyle ran over to call her.

"It was such a big deal, why didn't you call me?" Doyle's face was full of resentment.

Manjushage waved her hands: "You can't help, you might as well get enough rest and have a good sleep."

"That seems to be the case." Although Doyle was still not very happy, he had to admit that Manjushage was right. He couldn't help much if he was there. There were so many maids, so why would he be needed?

"One more person is never a bad thing," Doyle said firmly.

"Okay, okay, since you're so enthusiastic, go check out that girl. Maybe you've known her before."

"I'll go right away." Doyle immediately ran away, and then ran back not long after: "I really know her."

"What?!" As soon as Manjushage picked up the cup brought by Ruthmary and brought the syrup to her mouth, she was so excited that she almost spilled it all over herself.

"I often go out. There is a town called Great Wasteland at the southernmost end of our territory. I like to go there to play when I have nothing to do. I have seen this girl in Great Wasteland and have some impression of her. I remember her name is Marian."

After saying that, he looked at Manjushage with some doubt, as if he was expecting something: "Haven't you been staying in the castle all this time? How did you have time to bring her back?"

Could it be that my sister took pity on Marian and brought her back on her own initiative?

Manjushage calmly recounted what happened last night, of course, omitting the part about Count Dracula and his men's visit.

I think Dracula William probably thought that Marianne had done something wrong at first and was punished so badly by her, so he planned to leave without saying anything.

Even so, he was still a little worried, so he asked this question before leaving.

"Then do you know why she became like this?" asked Manjushage.

"I'm not familiar with her, so how could I know so much? It's just some trivial matters." Doyle waved his hand without comment.

"Well, if there is anything, let's wait until she wakes up." Although Doyle appeared calm on the surface, Manjushage still felt that something was not right. She probably had something she was not comfortable talking about.

She was about to take a sip of the syrup when she lifted the cup, but she suddenly stopped at her lips and looked at Ruthmary with her icy blue eyes: "Is there something in this syrup?"

"How is that possible, Miss Manjusawa? You are overthinking it." Ruthmary had just been staring at her, but now she suddenly looked away. She didn't look like anything was wrong.

Manjushage smiled and said, "You have worked hard these days. After moving to the utility room, I still have to serve you as usual. You must be blaming me in your heart."

The corners of Ruthmary's mouth twitched. It was obvious that she was hit on the mark. She forced a smile and said, "I reflected on it afterwards. Miss Manjusaka did this for my own good. Why should I feel resentment?"

Hearing this, Manjushage smiled even more: "In that case, I'll give you this cup of syrup to celebrate the reconciliation between us, master and servant."

After saying this, he handed the teacup to Ruthmary.

Looking at the crystal clear red liquid, there was no joy on Ruthmary's face. She had wanted to give Manjushage some medicine when no one was paying attention as a revenge, but Manjushage not only did not drink it, but also wanted to give it to her. How could this be possible?

The key point is that since Manjushage said so, she has to drink it, otherwise she would be deliberately trying to make things difficult for her master.

"Hmm?" Seeing that she was reluctant to take action, Manjushage's face became even gloomier.

"Miss Manjusawa, this cup of syrup is prepared for you. How can maids like us drink it?" Ruthmary quickly refused.

"If you don't drink, it means you don't want to get along with me." Manjushage threatened.

"No, I just... don't like syrup. How about we have a wheat bar instead?" Ruthmary continued.

She gave me a very strong dose of medicine. If I drank it, I would feel extremely uncomfortable.

Seeing that Manjushage didn't reply, Ruthmary tried to persuade her to drink it, but just as she was about to open her mouth, Manjushage seized the opportunity to grab her chin and poured all the syrup into her mouth: "Why are you talking so much? Just drink it when I tell you to!"

Gurgle, gurgle, before Ruthmary could react, the syrup had already flowed down her throat into her stomach.

"Ahem... Miss Manjushage, what are you doing!?"

Ruthmary coughed hurriedly, trying to spit out all the syrup, but it was not easy to get out something that had already gone down her stomach.

The medicine in the syrup took effect quickly. She felt uncomfortable all over and dizzy. Her body seemed to be filled with burning flames, but her surface was like a cold winter covered by a blizzard. It was so uncomfortable to be in such a state of shock.

But she couldn't show too much pain, because that would let Manjusaka know that she had drugged her.

Ruthmary's expression was distorted, but she still tried to pretend that she was just feeling uncomfortable after drinking something she didn't like. She was in so much pain that she wanted to die.

Seeing her like this, Manjushage said with a smile: "Look, you can drink, right?"

Ruth Mary's face became more and more strange. She hurriedly bowed and ran away. Doyle was puzzled: "What is she doing?"

"I guess he secretly found a place to vomit. It would be unpleasant to drink the stuff in there." replied Lycoris radiata.

"She really dared to drug you?!" Doyle seemed a little angry: "Why do we still keep such a person? Get rid of her quickly. It will be bad if something happens..."

Halfway through his words, he suddenly realized that Manjusaka was looking at him. Doyle then remembered that he usually had a cold and aloof personality. Although it was almost broken, his anxious concern was somewhat inconsistent with his usual heartless image. He quickly explained: "I'm afraid that this guy will do something like this when he serves me one day."

"She can't be kept alive since she could do such a thing, but we have to wait a little longer before getting rid of Ruthmary," said Manjushage.

"Waiting for what?" Doyle seemed a little confused.

"With her personality, she would cry and make a fuss if she is a little unhappy. But no matter how I punished her during this period, she didn't react. Don't you think it's too abnormal? I guess this girl has asked someone for help and is planning to take revenge on me." said Manjusaka.

Doyle still didn't quite understand: "So, what do you mean?"

"Cast a long line to catch a big fish." A meaningful smile appeared on Manjusaka's beautiful face.

At night, Manjusaka put on her velvet nightgown and was about to rest when the maid suddenly came to report:

"Ms. Manjusawa, Marianne is awake."

"It's faster than I thought." After saying that, Manjushage thought to herself, "This will give Ruthmary a chance to slip away."

She said to the maid who came up, "Call the other girls here, and let's go and see Marianne."