Four Split Personalities

No. 9, Champs Elysee Street in the outer rings of Academy City, is one of the bases Motan set up when he last visited Academy City. This house, nominally belonging to the Law Enforcement Force’s Special Action Unit, Point No. 7, is situated in a prime area with considerable space and decor. In the pricey Academy City, parents looking to rent such a house for their children would spend several tens of thousands of Gold Coins annually. Even for using it only during their studies, a seven-year lease would cost about a hundred thousand Gold Coins, and a long-term property right would be even more expensive...

In short, for a base that may hardly be used a few times in a year, such a two-story small villa with a basement is indeed quite extravagant.

However, as the actual owner of this property, Motan not only doesn’t feel it’s extravagant, he even believes he is indeed being unfair to his maid.

Even though he left enough money for Liz, didn’t restrict her movements, and often had the Lais brothers bring fun stuff for her entertainment, Motan still had no temper for the little Blood Seeker girl who used violence on him without reason, even if in Cole’s eyes it seemed completely unreasonable.

"A maid who is not kept by her master’s side at all times, and finds no opportunity to grant favors, act cute, bolster her persona, or fight with a knife is truly pitiful."

Motan casually took off Hundred Forms, hugged Liz’s thin, fair shoulder, and smiled indulgently at her expressionless face: "Once I deal with matters here, how about I accompany you alone for a few days of fun?"

"No."

Liz brushed off the claw resting on her shoulder and said plainly: "Liz is just slightly bored, but if it means being alone with the master for a long time, Liz would rather be bored."

"Tsk tsk."

Motan smacked his lips, glanced at Cole’s wry smile beside him, and laughed cheerfully: "Liz is so cute."

Cole: "..."

If it weren’t for knowing his master absolutely prefers bullying others rather than being bullied, Cole almost misunderstood that Motan secretly awakened some strange Attributes.

However... Could Lijie Te · Xueyi have the chance to become his mistress?

Cole gulped hard, and watched the completely reversed situation before him, where simply put, the master was massaging the shoulders and back of the maid. He subconsciously started pondering over the above question.

Several seconds later, Cole, who foolishly attempted to guess the master’s intentions, instinctively covered his forehead, gave up thinking amid intense regret.

[I must be crazy!]

As the chief henchman of ’Tan Mo’, Cole Shuren, who frequently collaborates with his master in various situations, had at least over thirty young women (and no small number of non-young women) basic profiles in his wallet. According to Cole’s understanding, his master treats these women quite equally, seeming to date them all with marriage as the goal...

However, whether it’s the more representative ones among these young women like Countess Leisha Kayworth, or the one that makes his master the most curious, Diana A. Achizolti, at most developed into a literal bed-sharing relationship with the master, with no further development after.

So Liz, who is considered his work colleague, probably wouldn’t jump directly from ’maid’ to ’mistress’, presumably.

Shaking his head vigorously, Cole forcibly ended his wild thoughts, and then shivered under Motan’s half-smiling gaze, cautiously asking: "Master?"

"The time has come, buddy."

While kneading the shoulders of Liz, who was pinned to the chair, now comfortably squinting her eyes, Motan said in a chatty tone: "There will be a modest banquet tomorrow night, where I need you to attend as ’Cute Red Scarf’."

Cole immediately froze. Even though he had received two pieces of extensive data provided by his master in advance, although much of it was puzzling, its details were almost absurdly thorough, and he had been honing his acting skills without distractions lately, when the matter truly descended upon him at this moment, he still got a bit flustered.

Especially...

"The Zombie, who previously met you and Little Ai, has already reached near Academy City."

Motan intimately pressed his chin against Liz’s hair, chuckling as he said: "If nothing goes wrong, I’ll soon hand over the Spirit Summoning Vase containing Rona Moonlight to him. You understand what this means, right?"

Cole tightly clenched his fists and nodded silently.

"I’m not a person with human sentiments. So even if you and Little Ai have been with me for over six months, and both performed excellently, there are still some things I must say upfront."

Increasingly progressing, attempting to braid Liz’s fluffy flax-colored hair, Motan winked at Cole: "Call it forcing or heartlessness, if any unacceptable errors from you in this incident occur, then..."

"There won’t be, Master."

Cole unusually interrupted Motan, asserting firmly: "I won’t fail."

Motan chuckled in surprise, raising an eyebrow: "Oh? I thought you already knew just how~ how~ how unreasonable my request is~"

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