Should I raise you too?

Maria led Elisa to a servants' room, where Sheldon and his two companions were tied to the foot of the bed, and two male servants were watching over them.

Elisa asked a few simple questions, including why they were targeting the manor and whether there were any other accomplices inside.

Former butler Sheldon didn't hide anything: "There are no other inside agents. If there were, we would have taken over the manor directly, instead of stealing it."

He further explained his reason for taking the risk: "My savings were stolen, including all my cash and all my jewelry. They didn't even leave me a penny. I need money."

Elisa felt a pang of guilt.

It seems like I was the one who stole all of their savings.

It turns out I was the one who led this theft!

“Miss Elisa,” Sheldon pleaded, “I’m willing to sign any contract with you, just please spare me!”

His two companions joined in the pleading.

Elisa was lost in thought.

According to the rules of the archipelago, at the very least, one's hand should be cut off, but this is not the archipelago. I will use the behavior that is in line with the upper class of the royal capital.

Got it!

Elisa slowly shook her head: "My father taught me that the first time you forgive, the second time you face consequences."

Sheldon looked desperate. This was the second time they had tried to seize the estate.

Elisa turned to Maria and said, "Transfer to the police station."

No one would hire a servant with a criminal record. Once they enter the police station, not to mention the legal consequences, they will never be able to find work again. After their release, they will either leave the capital or move to the East District.

The police station was not far from the manor, and two officers arrived quickly.

Without any investigation or evidence gathering, the mere fact that the dismissed male servants were present at the manor already testified to their sins.

The police took the three thieves away; they will face at least two years in prison and hard labor.

Standing on the bedroom balcony, watching the police officers leave, Elisa observed the servants' reactions.

There was only reverence, not fear; my handling of the situation was appropriate.

Even if some people find it a bit heavy, there's that proverb that can explain it, and that proverb is really useful!

She closed the balcony door, returned to her bedroom, sat on the sofa, and continued to think about what was to come. There was still one more thing to do with this matter: the finger bone.

Chapter 24 You mustn't lay a hand on your master!

Elisa picked up the "Sel Daily," opened the "Simon's Log," and reread the passages about "finger bones" and invisibility, extracting the key information.

The thumb feels cold to the touch, and the body also feels cold after use, but the body temperature does not drop... The last two points are information that the male servant found out in the morning.

This finger bone must be an extraordinary item, possessing an unknown magical technique that allows it to achieve invisibility.

Extraordinary items are controlled substances everywhere, and if the police find out, it will definitely cause trouble.

Fortunately, I am quite experienced in this area. When I was interrogating the three thieves, I secretly used a blood magic spell to slightly disrupt the blood circulation in their throats, and they were unable to speak for two or three days.

That evening, I'll go out again to erase the memories related to the "finger bone" from the minds of the three thieves. This technique takes a considerable amount of time, and there's no time or opportunity to use it in the manor.

In fact, Elisa didn't think the three thieves would be stupid enough to tell the police about the "finger bone." This would not only fail to lessen their punishment, but would also lead to them being transferred to the church and subjected to even harsher punishment.

But better safe than sorry; Elisa had seen far too many fools in the archipelago.

While I'm clearing their memories tonight, I'll ask them if they have any hidden money. It's better to let me have it than let the police station.

After considering the matter of the three thieves, Elisa moved on to the next question.

How can I retrieve the "finger bone" from the male servant? Cash compensation or item exchange are both acceptable.

This "finger bone" is far too dangerous; it absolutely must not remain in the male servant's hands!

Elisa checks the latest news in "Simon's Log".

"The invisible Simon followed Eve into an empty bedroom with the maid."

What do you want?! Get out here right now!

Watch out, Eve! A pervert is following you!

Simon circled the maid, looking her up and down, while the maid, busy changing the sheets, paid her no attention.

Left and right are one thing, but what about front and back, and up and down?

Elisa put down her newspaper. This can't go on; I have to save Eve!

She pressed the call bell on the tea table, and the crisp sound traveled down the corridor and reached the ears of her personal maid in the next room.

Eve heard the young lady's call, put down her work, walked past Simon, and headed towards the young lady's bedroom.

Elisa breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.

Simon followed behind Eve.

The smile vanished, and Elisa's eyes widened.

What do you mean you've followed Eve? Where do you want to go with her?

Don't come any closer!

As a seasoned superhuman, a powerful figure renowned throughout the archipelago, I naturally possess the means to detect invisible individuals and the methods to break their invisibility.

But I can't use it! My persona is that of a simple, wealthy young lady; it's impossible for me to discover an invisible person, nor is it possible for me to break the invisibility barrier!

I had to pretend I didn't notice and let the male servant do whatever he wanted to me!

God knows what that scumbag male servant will do!

Miss Elisa shuddered, filled with remorse.

I originally thought he would only target the maids, and that the maids would be in great danger. I never expected that he would actually extend his evil clutches to me, his master!

Simon followed Eve into the young lady's bedroom. He circled the sofa to make sure Miss Elisa on the sofa didn't see him.

Who says I didn't see it? I saw it clearly!

But I can only pretend I didn't see it. Stay away from me! Don't stare at me!

Miss Elisa fully understood what it meant to be trapped in one's own web, and she tried to remedy the situation.

“Miss Elisa.” Eve stood beside the sofa, glancing around to find out why Miss Elisa had called her over.

Ignoring the male servant staring at her, Elisa calmly ordered, "Summon Lady Maria."

“Yes.” Eve replied, left the bedroom, and went to the butler’s room to find Maria.

Elisa prayed silently: He followed too, he followed too...

At the edge of her field of vision, the male servant remained motionless, showing no intention of leaving.

Oh no, is this male servant really after me?

Elisa had to consider whether she should risk exposure by doing something to protect herself.

Before she could make a decision, Maria went to the bedroom.

Elisa casually started a conversation with Maria, continuing to think about how to deal with the male servant.

She soon realized that her worries were pointless.

Upon Maria's arrival, the servant's gaze immediately shifted from himself to Maria, without any lingering attachment and with utter resolve.

Simon admires the mature Ms. Maria more than the naive Miss Elisa.

"..."

Although she was successfully rescued, she felt no sense of relief at all. She even wanted to force the male servant's head back to face her and tell him that this was what an elegant figure looked like!

Miss Elisa almost lost her composure. She couldn't help but glance at Maria's chest. Underneath the black and white maid outfit, the curves were quite impressive, and just looking at them gave a feeling of heaviness.

She looked down at herself again; the neckline of her pale yellow dress was trimmed with lace, concealing her delicate curves and showcasing its light and airy texture.

The gap is too obvious.

After a brief period of distress, she comforted herself: Elisa, Elisa, body shape is meaningless. You are a superhuman, not a dancer. Strength is your goal!

It's all that lecherous male servant's fault! I never thought of that before!

Sigh, I suddenly understand Mabel a little better now.

Elisa sighed softly, looked up, and met Maria's gaze.

Maria subtly shifted her gaze to the teacups on the coffee table.

"...!"

Oh no, Maria saw my comparison and sigh again!

Once is one thing, but now there's a second time. She must think I'm a prostitute who's overly concerned about size in that area!

No, I didn't!

Elisa wanted to defend herself, but such a defense would not only fail to clear her name, but would also reinforce the impression.

Damn male servant!

Simon felt that Miss Elisa glared at him, but upon closer inspection, he realized it was probably just his imagination.