What do you mean I've traveled to worlds geared towards children?

But precisely because of this, Ron and his group ended up getting entangled with Denise!

"Hmph! Even though you are commoners and refugees, since you are my classmates, what kind of nonsense is it to eat this sticky stuff!"

First, at dinner time, Dani, accompanied by her maid, found the 'refugee group of six' who had been eating together earlier, carrying a large amount of food, and personally fed them.

Although the food that Dani brought was not abundant by modern standards, consisting of some fresh vegetables and some roasted meat.

But for people who usually only eat black bread and mashed potatoes, this is already quite a delicious treat.

And this is just the beginning.

The next morning, before Ron had even left the house, Selena hurriedly knocked on his door:

"Ron...Ron! This...this was sent by Miss Denise!"

Ron opened the door, and Selena rushed in, clutching the newly made clothes, her expression panicked.

"Miss Denise had the maids deliver these clothes first thing this morning. What... what's going on?"

It was clear that the fact that a noble lady personally sent someone to deliver new clothes to them was beyond the comprehension of Selena, an ordinary village girl.

Ron, who had been meditating late into the night and was still a bit sleepy, couldn't help but feel a headache when he saw the new clothes in Selena's hands.

He had to admit that he had indeed misjudged the personality of this viscountess.

But you can't blame Ron for this!

Normally, shouldn't a rich girl who talks about being a commoner and a refugee all the time look down on them and then humiliate them severely?

Sending food and clothes... is this some new form of humiliation among the nobility?!

Ron, an ordinary civilian, wouldn't understand!

But delivering the food and clothes isn't the end of it!

After Ron had breakfast, he was informed by a servant that he needed to go to the back garden of the Viscount's territory.

When Ron arrived at the back garden, he found that all the refugee children with magical aptitudes were gathered there.

Everyone was wearing similar new clothes, and standing in front of them was Denise, who was led by a butler.

"Honestly! You're late again! You're so slow!"

When Denise saw that Ron had arrived last, she scolded him with great dissatisfaction.

Completely baffled by this young lady's thought process, Ron's lips twitched, and he couldn't help but ask:

"Miss Denise, may I ask what brings you here...?"

"Don't you understand yet!" Denise raised her head proudly and said, "From today onwards, each of you will learn two hours of noble etiquette! You'll need this when you go to the capital to study magic!"

"...So why are we being made to learn this kind of thing?"

Ron looked around and, seeing that no one dared to ask, he took the initiative to ask Denise.

Denise's response to this was:

"Because you are my future team!"

Ron: "?"

"You are refugees, right? That means you have no powerful backing. And you have the aptitude to become mages, so you will definitely become mages in the future. So as long as I subdue you, I will have several mage followers in the future!"

Denise pointed at the crowd with her finger and said proudly, "Yes, that's right! I'm going to buy you all off! You'll all be my underlings from now on!"

"..."

Ron was so stunned by Denise's thunderous remarks that he didn't know what to say.

However, the etiquette teacher that Denise had hired quietly leaned close to Denise's ear and whispered something:

"Young Miss, Young Miss, you can't say things like 'bribe' so bluntly..."

"Eh? No way? Whatever, that's what Father said anyway, so..."

Denise pointed at the crowd again: "From today onwards, you all must learn manners, otherwise, if you are rude to others again, wouldn't you be disgracing me?"

Denise looked smug, clearly pleased with her own remarks.

The other children with Ron had no idea what Denise was talking about; they looked at each other, their confusion evident.

Ron slapped his forehead in exasperation, sighing inwardly.

He was wrong, he was really wrong. This young lady named Denise was not the kind of 'bad girl' he had imagined at all.

That's a complete idiot!

This kind of pure stupidity is even more 'pure' than the children in the world!

Wait a minute... coming to that point, is the world I live in also a children's world?

After thinking about it, Ron immediately shook his head and dismissed the idea.

No children's film could depict such a dark and cruel world...

……

"Hehehe, it seems that Denise gets along well with those children from the Mage Guild."

In the manor castle not far from the back garden.

On the third-floor corridor, Viscount Monkford, sporting a mustache, looked down at Denise and the other children and uttered this remark.

Gus Monkford.

As can be seen from his name, he is the Viscount of Monkford, and the fifth lord of the family to hold this title.

Judging from his appearance, Gus is the most traditional aristocrat.

He wore a suit, had his hair slicked back, and sported a mustache, exuding an air of British elegance.

It was precisely because of his words about "building good relationships with future colleagues" that Denise took the initiative to make friends with Ron and his group.

However, the elderly butler with white hair standing beside him had a different opinion:

“Master, is it really a good idea to let the young lady have contact with those refugees like this? After all, I heard that... they came from the occupied area.”

Any place conquered by monsters and demons can be called a fallen zone.

Such places are more likely to breed traitors who betray humanity, and the old butler's concerns were not without merit, but Viscount Guss clearly had his own considerations.

“It’s alright, I trust the Mage Guild,” Gus said, glancing down at several children with magical potential, and continued:

"And among these children, there might be one who will give us a big surprise."

"A big surprise?" The old butler was puzzled.

"Aaron, why don't you think about this? Why do most other professionals stay in their respective guild branches, while only these mages come to our manor under the guise of 'teaching and exchange'?"

"...Because...the young lady has superior magician aptitude?"

Butler Aaron inquired, guessing.

Denise's magical aptitude is top-notch, and she is also a noblewoman. In order to gain favor with the nobility, the Mage's Guild was willing to come and give Denise lessons in advance... This reason is also plausible.

Upon hearing this, Guss turned to the old butler and asked with a smile, "So, you sent these children to me to teach Denise as well?"

"After all, there aren't any particularly powerful people here in the Mage's Guild, and in terms of security... it's not like our territory... hmm?"

Aaron suddenly realized something as he spoke, and he looked up at Gus and asked:

"Sir, do you mean that the Mage's Guild's main purpose is to use the barrier of our territory to protect these children?"

Seeing that Aaron understood his meaning, Gus turned back to look at the crowd outside the window and said softly:

"Compared to the less secure branch in Monk City, my family's manor has existed for nearly a hundred years."

"In terms of safety, there is no safer place in the entire city of Monk than the manor."

The founding of Monk City coincided with the existence of the Monkford family.

It would be more accurate to say that the entire city of Monk was built by the Monkford family.

Therefore, Gus has a lot to say about the city's defensive facilities.

The security of any professional guild, merchant guild guards, or even the army sent by the kingdom is far inferior to that of Monkford Manor.

Over nearly a century, five generations of the Monkford family have built the estate, and its interior and exterior have long been protected by various magical barriers.

Its protective capabilities even surpass those of some major cities in the rear.

If one might worry about demonic invasions in Monk City, then within the Monkford territory... unless a massive demonic army is pressing in, Gus fears no one.

The Mage Guild probably saw this as an opportunity, which is why they sent everyone to their territory.

"So, according to Master, there are geniuses among these children...? But isn't the most talented one among them just as good as the young lady?"

Aaron was even more confused.

Gus smiled, picked up his cane, turned around, and said to the butler with his back to him, "I didn't say anything. I just think it would be good for Denise to make more friends."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left, leaving Butler Aaron alone, lost in thought.

Chapter 30 A new day begins!

Miss Denise is a bit silly...and naive.