Upon seeing this style, Alan immediately understood that Mo was his only maid since childhood. Now, Alan wanted her to change into a maid outfit, and she immediately felt a sense of professional crisis, thinking that this busty woman was here to steal her job!
This tight-fitting, smaller-sized maid outfit, clearly cut short with a knife, was the best proof. Mo was testing her, afraid that Erika, this beauty, would snatch her master away.
"Hmph~ Newbie, do you remember how I just taught you? When the master comes back, the first thing you should do is pour tea and wait on the side. Remember, be respectful when pouring tea, and bend your waist to a forty-five degree angle!"
Upon hearing Mo's words, Erika naturally didn't dare to neglect and said, "Alright, I'll go now!"
Erika had just been slapped by Dennis and was unfamiliar with the slave system, displaying fear towards everything, let alone this senior Mo.
"Master! Please have some tea." Erika brought over a cup and started pouring tea.
"Darn it! Is this the life of a maid slave? How shameful!" Erika's cheeks were burning like a fever. She used to be a saint, always dressed in modest saintly garments. Now, she had changed into this maid outfit. But due to the power of The Mark of Abandonment, she could only temporarily obey.
"Alright, Mo, don't bully her anymore!" Alan tapped the head of this little maid, "As I said before, it is not allowed to abuse or humiliate slaves in my presence!"
Alan was helpless. He was currently trapped from all sides. Starting from when he went out to acquire Erika, their carefully planned scheme had probably already begun. Those cunning people had surely done all the necessary insurance work perfectly.
The previous old guards were either transferred or dealt with, leaving only some weak female or peasant slaves. These slaves were everyone's shared property. They wouldn't destroy it just for the sake of fighting over them.
But for a few threatening ones, they would suffer through the pain of parting even if they had bitten the bullet.
Erika was brought back by himself, so unexpectedly, she was Alan's strongest combat force right now. She was just a golden-level saint, and although she had heard that her talents were good, the resources of the Holy Angel Church were limited, restricting her development.
The opponent had already taken control of the entire castle, and the Iron Wolf Mercenary Corps was roaming around the entire city-state. It was only a matter of time before he was trapped and killed.
But there was still one last chance, the treasure hidden by the ancestors in the river valley of Creek Town. That was Alan's last hope.
"There is still one thing I must do now!" Alan said.
"Master, do you have any orders?" Mo turned her head upon hearing Alan's words, revealing a lovely smile that completely contradicted her previous severity.
"Erika, from now on, I want you to protect me personally 24/7! Come with me now!" Alan was still somewhat wary. Assassinations like this, the opponent must have already arranged many. He couldn't do without capable bodyguards.
"What? Master, has she been promoted to your personal maid?" The surrounding beauties all exclaimed in unison.
"How could this be? Master, if there's any promotion, it should be me!" Mo was the most indignant.
Faced with the jealous gazes of the "seniors" around her, Erika was at a loss.
