Vincent returned home.
He found that someone was already busy all over the house. The floor and furniture in the living room were wiped clean, and the aroma of food wafted from the kitchen, creating a warm and familiar feeling of home.
"She's really diligent..." Vincent felt a sense of shame, and hearing the sound of him opening the door, a small scarlet figure immediately greeted him.
Behold.
The Scarlet Girl, wearing a black school uniform dress with a gauze-edged apron, shuffled in pink slippers. Her slender legs, clad in clean white socks, moved quickly but with sufficient elegance and politeness, and she soon arrived at the door, kneeling down to display the White silk scarf worn on her head and neck.
That White silk scarf made her Scarlet long hair look like fiery and stunning maple leaves, noble and beautiful.
It also made her delicate and even neck and finely carved features appear more fair and tender. Even if she had been doing complicated and dirty housework such as sweeping and mopping the floor the moment before, her body was still as clean and pure as ever, without being stained with dust and dirt.
At first glance, no one would regard her as a maid. After all, that would be too extravagant. The Scarlet Girl's beautiful and adorable appearance, as well as the aristocratic temperament she had begun to cultivate, made her seem like a noble young lady.
Watching the Scarlet Girl place a pair of slippers in front of him, and unable to help but reveal a look of anticipation and joy, Vincent felt his heart being conquered and softened... Who could resist a pure, lovely Scarlet Maid, especially a battle maid who knew magic?
"Young Master, welcome home..."
Before Wanda could finish speaking, just as she was about to get up, she suddenly felt a hand on her head.
Vincent touched Wanda's head, messing up the neat Scarlet hair with the White silk scarf, creating a scene with several stray strands sticking up.
Eh?
Wanda was stunned for a moment, her expression on her cute little face very dazed.
Had she done anything special recently? To be able to suddenly receive this kind of reward... She was a little puzzled.
Wanda didn't resist at all. On the contrary, she quickly narrowed her eyes in comfort under the head pat, and her tense body relaxed.
"Wanda, you've been working very hard and performing very well," Vincent praised as he stroked her head.
"Not really..."
Wanda's narrowed eyes were filled with misty vapor. Her slender neck with the White silk scarf was slightly raised, and she subconsciously rubbed her small head against the warm palm, suddenly feeling that all her hard work and dedication had been worthwhile.
"It's time to tell you now."
Vincent looked down at the Scarlet Maid and smiled, "About some secrets of our family."
...Inside the house, in the living room.
Vincent casually leaned back on the soft sofa, while Wanda sat politely beside him with her knees bent. Her body was slightly leaning forward, revealing the 'absolute territory' beneath her gauze-edged apron, her light red eyes reflecting the young man, her little face showing curiosity and happiness.
"How do you view our family? Just tell me the truth in your heart, there's no need to flatter or exaggerate," Vincent said, looking at Wanda first.
Wanda didn't think too much and said frankly, "Miss Diana is a very beautiful and kind person, and she's also very reliable. Being with her makes people feel safe and comfortable..."
Vincent nodded, agreeing with this point.
After all, Little Aunt, the eternal god.
Wanda glanced at the young man, her little face slightly red, and her voice weakened, "As for Young Master Vincent, he's very good... He's one of the best people to me, I don't know how to evaluate him..."
Vincent continued to ask, "What if you look at it from an outsider's perspective? What kind of family are we?"
Wanda thought carefully and replied, "Miss Diana is the pillar, the source of income for the Prince Family. She's an independent and self-reliant adult woman. As a shareholder and partner in a law firm, she's outstanding in terms of appearance, cultivation, and behavior. She's very rich and knows many high society people..."
She paused and hesitated, "Her specific background and age... are unknown."
After being here for a few months, Wanda had already noticed something.
Miss Diana had no other family members and rarely interacted with friends. She looked at most thirty-five years old. If she was able to raise Young Master by herself for the past seventeen years... It all seemed a bit mysterious and strange.
Moreover, recently.
After practicing magic with Sorcerer Ancient One and stepping into the extraordinary realm, Wanda, whose soul could leave her body, could vaguely see that Miss Diana's body, and even her soul, radiated a faint golden light, sacred and powerful!
"It's normal that you find it strange," Vincent said with a smile, "Little Aunt is different from us. She comes from the land of the Old Gods, and is probably the only ancient Greek god surviving in the World. She came to the human World since World War I, and has been living in Washington for nearly a hundred years. She is also a Superhero named Wonder Woman."
"Miss Diana, a god, Wonder Woman..."
Wanda opened her eyes wide in surprise, and then couldn't help but ask, "Young Master Vincent, are you also a god?"
"No," Vincent shook his head, "Like you, I'm just an ordinary human. It's just that seventeen years ago, I was lucky enough to be picked up by Little Aunt."
Wanda blinked, "I thought Young Master was too. After all, Young Master's body sometimes has strange changes..."
"Uh," Vincent waved his hand, "That's just because of my special talent ability."
"What special ability? Like the magic I learned?" Wanda was very curious.
"It's not quite the same as yours."
Vincent looked a little embarrassed, then said seriously, "About this, I'll tell you when I have the chance in the future!"
"Oh," Wanda nodded obediently, without asking further.
Vincent breathed a sigh of relief.
Lord of the Retinue.
Regardless of the triggering conditions or the specific manifestations, it's not a talent ability that leans towards the righteous side, but rather more like the exclusive ability of an evil villain.
Regarding this point, Vincent was still self-aware.
For Wanda, it was still too early... "Besides Little Aunt being a demigod, you should also have a true understanding of the other members of the family."
As Vincent said this, before he could call out, Little Emperor lazily walked into the living room from the balcony, carrying the glass jar with its tail.
"Guan Luo, say hello," Vincent called out.
"Hi, Little Wanda! Although we've met many times, this is our first conversation. I'm Guan Luo!"
In the jar.
The colorful starfish, like an ornament, suddenly opened its single eye and bowed politely, transmitting its mental thoughts to Wanda.
"Ugh."
Wanda was stunned for a moment, then suddenly threw herself into Vincent's arms, a little frightened.
Guan Luo: "..."
"Don't stop me, let me die," the starfish sadly wanted to climb out of the glass jar.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Starfish," Wanda said quickly, blushing.
"Venom," Vincent called out.
"Wanda..."
From Little Emperor's orange-yellow cat fur, as black liquid gushed out, it quickly condensed into a hideous tentacle.
A head and face appeared on the end of the black tentacle, its interlocking white fangs parted, and it reluctantly greeted politely, its voice hoarse and sharp: "Hello..."
"Ugh!"
The little maid once again threw herself into the young man's arms.
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