As a villain, I really don't want to be pursued by the heroine.

Oh, just looking at this child's cute appearance, I can eat three bowls of rice!

Roy, who had just finished breakfast, also cut off a large piece of cake and swallowed it.

Under the warm sunshine, the master and servant enjoyed this soft, smooth and sweet time together.

After finishing the cake and putting down the knife and fork, Alice sighed: "Master, you are indeed a good person."

Roy, who was drinking tea, almost choked.

What an abrupt nice guy card!

"The master is so gentle, why is everyone in the Marquis's Mansion saying bad things about the master?" Alice pouted, clenched her little fists on the dining table, and dissatisfaction appeared in her eyes.

"Because I'm only this gentle with Alice."

"why?"

"Because Alice is special to me." Roy looked directly at the blonde girl in front of him and whispered softly.

Alice was slightly startled.

A breeze blew past the window, creating soft ripples in the girl's heart.

Chapter 11 Special

special.

What is special?

Alice didn't understand, but the ripples in her heart turned into an unbearable impulse.

"The master is special to me too!"

By the time I realized what was happening, the words had already slipped out of my mouth.

"Master is gentle, handsome, and so good to me. In short, what I want to say is..." Alice anxiously expressed this unbearable urge, but she didn't know how to express it, and her voice gradually faded away.

The throbbing that she had never experienced before was still too difficult for Alice to understand at this moment.

Finally, she could only look towards Roy weakly and repeat once more: "Master, you are special to me too."

"It's really an honor." Roy raised the corners of his mouth happily.

Although I don’t quite understand it, my position in Alice must be very important!

In the original work, Alice is a dull, straight-laced woman, a piece of wood, who often makes the lesbian harem helpless.

Being willing to actively express his affection to Alice like he is now is already a big improvement.

Now, maybe 'that thing' can work!

"Alice, since you also think I'm special, can I do something special for you?"

"Something special?" Alice tilted her head.

"That's right, this is something that can only be done if both parties think that the other is special!" Roy emphasized seriously.

A storm started in Alice's little head.

Based on what she'd seen in the pub, the strange things that happened between drunk men and women...

Hand in hand, lips to lips.

Ah, but there are also men who, once they are drunk, bury themselves in the chests and thighs of their female companions.

Wow, can I do it?

Leaving aside the thighs, there might still be some squeeze on the chest.

No, since the master has made a request, as a maid I must satisfy it!

Alice's eyes became firm, and she straightened her barren chest: "Alice is the master's property. Please do as you please!"

"Then I won't be polite."

Roy took a deep breath and gave a wicked smile.

He'd wanted to do this a long time ago!

Roy stretched out his evil hands towards the little blonde maid in front of him!

Then it fell on the girl's furry head.

"?"

Alice, who thought she was going to be attacked on the chest, fell into confusion.

But Roy was just immersed in the soft golden hair.

He finally got the Angel Golden Retriever he had always dreamed of!

Alice's hair leaned towards platinum, and in the faint sunlight, it was hazy with white. It was holy, beautiful, and dreamy.

The feel of it was far beyond Roy's imagination. It was soft with a hint of warmth, like a warm stream. Once he started using it, he couldn't stop.

"Master, is this all that's needed?" Alice asked with half-closed eyes.

"Well, that's enough!"

Does this make any sense?

Alice didn't quite understand, but seeing Roy's happy smile, she stopped asking and just quietly felt the gentle and compassionate comfort on her head.

It's as if the soul has also been comforted by the owner.

Alice's eyes softened, and she quietly and proactively rubbed Roy's palm.

This feeling is not bad.

[Favorability +1, +1, +1...]

Rua Angel Golden Retriever can also increase favorability?!

Roy was immersed in the double happiness and rubbed even harder.

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Roy went through another peaceful daily routine until this day when the Marquis's Mansion was brightly lit.

This is because the real owner of the mansion, Carl Ainblad, the Iron-Blooded Marquis of the Ainblad family, will return triumphantly today.

Speaking of Carl, he is a living legend.

Back then, the dragon clan started a war, the former king died in battle, and the kingdom’s army was defeated by the powerful dragon clan. The Lionheart Kingdom was in a desperate situation where it was almost destroyed.

Until the prince at the time, Rob Reinhardt, sounded the clarion call for a counterattack and summoned the remaining nobles to launch a counterattack.

And Carl Ironblad was the first knight to respond to Robert's call.

He is also the only comrade who has survived the test of blood and fire with Rob after facing the fire dragon in the "War of the Wrath".

This meritorious official declined the title of Grand Duke and retired to the frontier. His noble character, without seeking fame, earned him the title of "Knight among knights."

To be honest, Roy didn't have much affection for his father, but he still had some respect for him.

Moreover, since he would be acting as the son of a marquis in the future, he had to maintain a good relationship with Karl no matter what.

So Roy took the initiative to come to the door of the Marquis's Mansion tonight, and waited for his father to return with a group of knights.

At some point, faint cheers came from a distant town.

Not long after, a striking meteor streaked across the night sky.

A gray griffin descended from the night sky, and the knights around Roy looked at it with admiration.

The knight on the griffin landed gracefully, appearing calm and elegant.

Carl wasn't tall, but he was sturdy enough. He was middle-aged, his eyes stained with the vicissitudes of life, and his gray hair was thinning.

However, his handsomeness remains as great as ever.

Wearing knight armor and a cool cloak, he is as eye-catching as a heroic knight from an adventure epic.

It can be said that although 'Bad Boy Roy' did not inherit anything else, he did inherit his good looks.

It is said that men are like wine, the older they get, the better their flavor. Even Roy has to admit that this is a handsome uncle.

"Father, welcome back. You've had a hard time along the way."

The handsome uncle's eyes twitched, and he seemed a little surprised.

He couldn't remember the last time he was welcomed by Roy.

"Nothing, just doing my duty as a knight."

"It seems those border monsters are no match for father."

"..."

Carl was a little overwhelmed for a moment.

The Iron-Blooded Marquis, a knight among knights, a founding father...

People often only see these halos, but don’t know that Carl is just a miserable old father in private.

Carl's wife died young, and Carl, who was too infatuated with his love, was unwilling to start a new relationship. He only had one son, Roy.

It can be said that the bloodline of the Ainblood family depends on Roy.

But this son is a...good-for-nothing evil boy.

It would be fine if he only had one of the traits of being useless or having a bad character, but he has both!

Of course, Carl himself took the blame.

In recent years, although the kingdom has been politically stable, there have been occasional disturbances by monsters and evil cults near the border. Carl has been fighting outside and rarely returns home, so he has neglected to discipline his children.

It was largely his fault that Roy was brought up like this.

Although Roy appears to be brave outside, he is reluctant to beat or scold the child left by his deceased wife - mainly because he is afraid that he will not be able to restrain himself and beat him to death.

But as an old father, how could Carl not want to see his son reform?!

"Father, I have ordered dinner to be prepared...Father?"

Roy turned around in confusion, only to see Carl standing alone at a 45-degree angle looking up at the sky, not following him.

"Nothing, just some sand in my eye."

Chapter 12 The organization has decided to send you on a blind date

Having dinner together as a father and son is obviously a very ordinary thing, but for Carl it seems like a dream.

The original 'bad boy Roy' can be said to be a filial son, and he calls Carl 'old thing'.

Carl couldn't stand it, and he couldn't allow 'Bad Boy Roy's' evil behavior towards the maid, so he had to criticize him. 'Bad Boy Roy' couldn't stand his father's nagging either, and whenever Carl came back, he would stay at home and not come out.

After a few visits, the father and son got along like strangers.

Now, having dinner at the same table after a long time, Carl finally had the opportunity to take a good look at his children.

Roy has changed.

His originally messy black hair was combed neatly, and he was wearing a proper classical men's suit. Although his manners were a little awkward like a beginner, he looked much better than his previous sloppy and careless appearance.

Most importantly, his temperament changed.

The pathetic arrogance of the past was no longer seen in his dark eyes, replaced by a humility that was not humble at all.

Karl took a sip of red wine and couldn’t help but raise the corner of his mouth: “You seem different from before.”

This is what Roy was waiting for.

He put down his knife and fork, looked up and smiled, "Father, people change."

"I have something to tell you."

"Oh?" Carl raised his eyebrows to show that he was all ears.

"Recently, I've figured out some things." Roy lowered his eyes, paused, and brewed non-existent emotions.

"I've done so many wrong things in the past."

Karl's eyes widened, and he was stunned for a full two seconds before he came back to his senses. "Tell me, what did you do wrong?"