Marquis' Express Butler

There was silence in the words of Trainer Vesper. But I could hear. The sound of everyone's eyes moving to one side.

It was Veron.

Veron raises his hand, raising his cheeky smile.

“I'll do it! ”

“Very well, apprentice Veron. Step forward.”

“Hehe!”

Veron joyfully smiles as if there was a good opportunity. The butler next to you gave me the Dagger. But then an unexpected word came out.

“I won't use my weapon. ”

“What? Are you sure you want to do this? ”

“Shouldn't you have a handicap like that to deal with these weaklings? Hahaha!”

This is bad luck. How dare I...

“You have a lot of confidence. ”

The butler who handed over the wooden sword smiled shyly. He turns to Vesper, and the trainer nods with an interesting look. It was a blessing.

Work gets more interesting.

Veron was famous for his strength. That's why no one laughed. Rather, I felt like I was taking care of myself because I was afraid that I would be nominated.

The battle is voluntary, but if there are no volunteers, Veron randomly beats someone to death.

You son of a bitch.

I personally dislike it. They are weak to the strong and strong to the weak.

“Now, who's up against Veron the apprentice? Raise your hands with confidence! ”

“ ……. ”

You can march forward curiously to impress new trainers, but it is said that your fist is closer than the law. Everyone swallowed their saliva and no one stepped forward.

Thanks to this, Veron's expression on his side grows arrogant.

Trainer Vesper frowns and raises his voice.

“Is there really no one? The Trainer is disappointed in you! How can you be a butler when you don't have the courage? ”

The last word became enough threats.

But the bottom line is, a lot of apprentices are just eye-catching.

It looks like there's no one here. Let's raise our hands. The path to true education is rough, but if someone has to go, it's not bad for me to go.

Ugh.

I raise my hand and the Trainer Vesper's eyes flash.

“Oh! You must be... Dylan?" ”

“Yes, that's right. ”

At the same time, the left hand started to swell. I hear my name in the liver. So far, the quiet ones have been saying that everyone is reckless about my challenges. Why don't you just raise your hand?

“Is she crazy? ”

“You're crazy, but you're crazy. Come at Veron? He's gonna get beat up! ”

“Hey, Dylan! What the hell are you doing? ”

In the meantime, you hear Rohan's cry.

You're the only one who cares about me. Everyone looks contemptuous, but he tells me to stop talking.

It's okay, buddy. I'll give you a chilled cider in a minute.

By the way, you've never shown my guilt to anyone?

Basically, I was going to hide my powers. This can lead to the target's carelessness and avoid unnecessary attention.

But it's even more annoying if you just hide it at all.

Moderately well fought, I needed an imprint that I had no enemies among the apprentices. The stage is perfect.

“Great. I love it. Apprentice Dillene. Nice spunk. Step forward!”

I walked onstage under the name of Trainer Vesper. This time, my deacon, who was holding the Dagger, handed it to me.

I laughed.

“I'm fine.”

“Can't you do it with your bare hands? ”

“Let's be fair. ”

Along with that, I faced Veron.

He winced at me. I must have remembered hitting me in the basement the other day.

But soon it turned into anger. He clenched his fist and stared at me.

“Crazy bastard. What the fuck are you talking about? What's wrong with the tools? ”

“You weren't going to call me anyway? I've been in the basement before. We have to avenge this opportunity, right? ”

I highlighted two words: basement and revenge. Thanks to this, the surrounding area became more noisy with myriad suspicions. Talks about what happened in the basement.

“Shut up! I was just a little distracted. I'm gonna kick your ass today. ”

“Thank you for filling in for me. ”

“Son of a bitch!”

He rushes in.

He was formidable. He was quite threatening, determined to run because he was big and strong in the first place. The distance was quickly narrowed.

His fist flies with heavy weight.

Unfortunately, I was all prepared. The throbbing Mana flows from the heart to the whole body, especially the left hand.

I spread my left hand like a glove.

Tak!

His fist stuck in my hand as if to see it. It's funny how embarrassing you look.

“Just this? ”

The worse the head, the easier it will be to seduce the target. As expected, he provoked me.

He regains his position.

The man breathes heavily and is stricken again. Of course, you can prevent fisting if you want, but if you finish too much in one room, it's no fun.

I relaxed on my thighs. This is also one of the provocations. There are so many audiences, why don't you make it a little more fun?

“Damn it! Bite your teeth! ”

His prayers have changed.

No, these butlers are trying to kill you, aren't they stopping them? Well, you might think it's okay if you don't have a weapon.

Shhh!

His fist flutters toward my chin while I think about it for a moment.

But this is only funny. If he treats Mana like I do, he won't be able to defeat my power without being naked.

To prove that, I just raised my left hand.

Tuck!

His attack is blocked again. So simple.

“Hmph! You think you'll get hit twice by the same thing? ”

But Veron didn't let his guard down this time either. The user immediately strikes the upper cut with its other arm, as if it didn't expect the attack to work.

Boom!

That was quite an attack.

I wanted to give you a pass point, but I flew like a butterfly and lightly dodged his attack.

Beron looks embarrassed when he returns to the void of the two attacks that he used all his strength for.

“Isn't it frustrating that it doesn't work like I thought it would? ”

This time I took a big step forward.

The bridge was loaded with Mana, so it was swarming at an incredibly fast rate. He reaches out to prevent my attacks with both hands in disarray.

Whitrick!

It's Heck, man.

I turned my back on him pretending to reach out my fist. Thanks to him, his back was exposed in a defenseless state. I stabbed him in the side with my elbow.

Phew!

“Khhh!”

I think I broke something. Is it a broken rib? I don't know. I don't care.

He sits still.

The deacons who were watching beside you ran as if they were too injured to breathe.

“Stop! Stop! ”

I was relieved of my combat stance at the command of an unnamed steward.

Fighting no longer seemed meaningless. But Veron showed an unexpected determination. He rises from his seat, spraying the butlers' hands.

“I! Huff! I'm fine! I'll fight more! ”

“Are you sure you want to do this? ”

“No problem……! ”

I don't know about anything else, but I respect that will.

The butlers who were watching him with suspicious eyes retreat. The Vesper trainer didn't seem particularly eager to stop him. I laughed and said.

“I mean, seriously, don't you think you should stop? ”

“Shut up!"

“I don't want anything in my head. Then come on. Finish it. ”

Veron lunges at me, breathing heavily, as I snap my fingers.

I didn't rush this time because I took a single hit. You raise your arms like a bear, keeping your distance. Maybe he's trying to catch it.

Cute kid.

I don't want the audience to feel bored. I quickly swarmed into his arms.

Bang, bang!

As expected, he grabbed my shoulder.

This power is enormous.I don't want to be called a monster among apprentices.

But that's someone else's story.

I quickly reached out my arms and grabbed his left hand, grabbing my shoulder. And I twisted it without even looking at the compassion.

Quadruple!

“Ugh!”

He squeals and sits still. At this point, the fight is over. He begins to cry out in horror and pain that his arm is broken.

I turned my hand around.

Everyone turns to look at Veron in a frightening, unbelievable way. In the meantime, Lohan applauds that it's good.

I could feel my perception of myself changed significantly with this one time.

Even the bad guys from Veron's gang can't see my face. I don't think I need to use my strength for a while.

You hear the laughter of Instructor Vesper next to you.

“Hahaha! Amazing! Apprentice Dylan, where did you learn to do that? ”

“I studied textbook. ”

I twisted my words one day in a TV interview and said to him,

The way the trainer looks at me is not unusual.

“I give you the right to extravagance as a reward. Keep moving forward! ”

“Thank you!”

I feel like I'm one step closer to being a formal butler.

Not bad.

* * *

The battle with Veron has driven even more wavelengths than I thought.

Once an apprentice who had never ignored me or gotten along with me began to show excessive interest in me.

Of course, it was mostly positive attention. They praised me for the dance I'd seen, and they wanted to get along.

Of course, I had no intention of turning them down.

The apprentice world is also a political edition. It doesn't have to be that bad to have a group following me.

Above all, I was most satisfied that the Verons no longer touched my planting. The way she looked at me, it was good.

What happened to the protagonist, Veron?

Veron had broken his ribs and twisted his elbow in a struggle with me.

According to the news from Rohan, the full treatment took more than a month, and in the meantime, I had to lie down in a room without doing anything.

Your training is working.

But not everything was going my way. There was one thing I disliked about it.

Veron continues to qualify as a butler apprentice.

If he was from a normal family, Veron would have had to end his apprenticeship immediately. If you recall, when I fell from the balcony and got injured, Janroff said he'd only work a month and let me go.

Above all, the Alcaine Merchant Guild was firmly photographed by the late Adeline writer as a result of their efforts with Cornell's trainer.

But strangely enough, he wasn't thrown out. Rather, the family doctor was well taken care of.

“Why stay in touch with the Alcaine Merchant Guild? Looks like the merchants are up to something... ”

The problem with corruption is that the top practitioners are finished being disciplined. The terms of the contract, including delivery, were adjusted to the Adeline family's advantage a little more. The Cotton Bat is punishable. That is, a tail cut off from the Merchant Guild.

But is that the Silk Merchant Guild's problem?

“There must be a powerful man behind this I don't know. I smell something fishy. ”

Otherwise, no paper would have been found attempting to kidnap Sapiella's infant in the Alcaine Merchant Guild's Secret Box.

I thought deeper and deeper.