Chapter 384: [ Big Boss Allen ]

As Allen was enjoying the scene, suddenly several people entered the kitchen. Three women and one man, happily talking to each other.

Well, judging from their clothes in which the colors seemed to have slightly faded and the accumulated dust and dirt in their bodies, then, it would safe to assume that they should be servants as well.

They laughed and smiled happily as they chatted with each other –but upon suddenly entering the kitchen, their faces instantly froze. Their eyes and mouths widened in an ‘o’ shape and their bodies looked like they had been glared at by Medusa.

However, can someone blame them...?

The normal and usual scene within the messy and dirty room that should have been what they first see upon entering the usual old and ancient door...

-- But today was somehow a bit different.

The famous celebrity that had been the talk of the town up until now was there, sitting on a chair and propping his arm under his chin with a gentle and comfortable expression.

The contours of his face were highlighted by the rays of sunlight coming in through the room’s window. He looked handsome as usual.

Of course, it was not just that. Because of his presence, the usual old and decrepit place had suddenly found its long luster and vibrant that they had never seen before.

They would be idiots if they couldn’t realize the youth sitting there with a casual smile.

Allen Bando.

He could even be said to be the current celebrity within the Aryan Clan. After all, who would be compared to him, an already Lesser Deity at his very young age and even the Elders of the Aryan Clan as well as the neighboring clan, the Kemet Clan was extremely respectful to him. And sometimes they wouldn’t even hide their admiration on him, often praising him in front of their younger generation.

Thus, he was indeed too famous.

Just like born to be high and mighty, he was even more eye-catching than any celebrity back on Earth...

And now, with him at this very close distance, smiling at them, who wouldn’t feel shocked?

“Y, you…!!?”

One of the women was stunned as he pointed at Allen and stuttered.

Allen turned around and put his index finger on his lips that was curled upwards.

He looked at them with a faint smile and told them to shush...

He was gesturing them to keep their mouth shut!

The stunned servants were dumbfounded as they stood frozen in place nodding their head, like chickens pecking on their grains.

However, unfortunately, that was already a futile effort.

“Hm?” The servant girl noticed someone came and turned around.

"Who's there?" she asked cautiously. Her gaze turned towards the door and saw her friends causing her to heave a sigh of relief. It was just them.

She couldn’t see Allen because he was sitting a bit deeper in the room and she only looked at the door's direction. Though never did she thought that someone was already in the room, silently watching her.

But when she was about to greet them, she noticed their gazes were focused on somewhere else, not to her and subconsciously followed it.

Then her face froze.

Right there, someone she had never thought would there was staring at her with a faint but still attractive smile.

The extremely familiar youth that had apparently engraved inside her mind within this few days and had gotten used to serving to, was sitting leisurely on that chair, staring at her. He didn't have that usual wide and enchanting smile on his face, but the contours of his face were soft.

He was keeping quiet but anyone could see that his blood dyed eyes lit up with amusement. Certainly, he was already there a long time ago.

"... ..."

The girl’s mind went blank...before it exploded...

Due to shock, the ladle on her hand fell, though before it touched the ground, Allen waved his hand and the ladle stop mid-air, then floating upwards and gently towards the sink.

But the girl didn’t have any spare attention to give it a thought and instead stared at Allen with wide eyes, “You...how...no, you, your Excellency…?! How long had you’ve been there?!”

She asked, confusion, embarrassment, shock and still many other complex emotions showing on her emotions.

The girl’s mind was a blur. Never would she have imagined, Allen sitting there quietly, watching her from the back. When she realized what she had been doing up until now, her face instantly flushed red.

Why? What the heck is this situation…!?

As it was the time when the sun was showing its full smile, the sunlight was strong.

The rays of light beaming into the room allowed the people present to see Allen’s body. It was emanating with a healthy glow.

He was currently dressed in a stiff, pressed black V –neck, long sleeve and he was refreshingly handsome.

Although the chair he was sitting was just an old wooden chair and the table in front of him was of the same, already lost their luster but, when Allen was sitting there, the whole scene had apparently transformed into a much grander scene.

The old chair and table seemed to have been turned into precious rosewood with ancient history, giving it a unique, natural feeling as if... yeah, like props in some historical play.

However, all this did not compare to the look in his eyes which seemed to steal one's soul.

His eyes twinkled like a vast sea of stars.

“Why do you stop…?” Allen looked at her with a narrow smile and asked. His voice held a bit of feeling as if he was regretting something.

Those simple words struck the girl so hard her body felt like it was crumbling under its own weight.

"... ..."

No need to say anything. She completely understands what Allen had meant when he said those words.

Seeing the girl’s face switch between white and red, Allen could tell that she had suffered quite a blow. And for some reason, Allen’s face turned even more brilliant. The changing of her expressions, as if lost, was quite a pleasure to watch.

The corners of Allen’s lips curved high. His smile seemed to contain a magic that captured one's soul.

The girl turned even more distressed. She has no idea what to do anymore.

“Hm, that was quite a pleasant to hear… I want to hear more. Oh, if you don’t mind, make something for me to eat while you’re at it. In any case, you’re my attendant, right? I’m quite famished,” Allen spoke with a teasing and playful tone.

“… …” The girl took a deep breath and calmed her excited nerves. She stared at Allen and bowed, recovering her calm.

She was a servant and not just a servant for only a year. She had done this since she was born and so she was already used to any kind of situation.

She immediately regained her bearings and respectfully bowed towards Allen with her hands clamped in front of her abdomen, albeit trembling a bit.

“As you wish, my lord… but please, move to the dining room. I will serve you for a moment. As someone of your status, this place is unbefitting.” The girl bit her lips and her voice was somehow trembling.

“And if I won’t…?” Allen grinned.

!!?

"I prefer this place… as I too came from the same dirt similar to this place," Allen smiled while one side of his perfect face shone charmingly under the sun. “I more comfortable in here… and of course, you can just ignore my existence and carried your work. You can just treat me like an air, that would be my pleasure...”

“… …”

“That’s acceptable… right?”

After saying that, Allen turned his head and glance at the people standing at the door. He was looking at them with a smile but for some reason, these people seemed to have a misconception that it was a hiding something else.

They suddenly felt a chill and under Allen’s warm gaze, the servants who were standing, simultaneously turned around, smiling awkwardly as they left.

However, as expected of servants of the main God Palace; not only were they efficient, they were also well-trained. They tried very best not to show any facial expressions.

They all knew of and were curious to death about Allen’s visit; still, no one gave him a second glance or dared speak a word of gossip when they turned and left.

Of course, this development didn’t bypass the pitiful girl’s notice but what can she do?

Allen was a big boss!!

Biting her lip, she turned around and started continuing what she was doing.

First, she embarrassedly set the laundry aside, in which, Allen find a bit regrettable for ‘that’ to be covered back. And then returned her all attention in cooking.

Following what Allen had said, the girl tried forgetting Allen’s presence in the room and focused on what she was doing. Her cheerful mood had already disappeared into somewhere as she drops her head down and grabbed some leaves and herbs like plants, trying to focus her attention on them.

Seeing her work with great caution, Allen noticed her overall countenance changed.

She wasn’t the childish little girl humming a while ago. She exuded a mature and stiff aura, yet seemed so innocent. Her eyes had a crystal clear depth to them.

As she picked them up and was about to wash them, a voice suddenly rang out, “Your name…”

??! Her body trembled.

“… I apologize but I think I had forgotten your name. Can you tell me?” Allen softly asked.

His deep and mellow voice was enough to make anyone’s heart shudder...

His tone doesn’t seem like the one used in asking a servant as a master but… as a friend, an equal.

The girl hesitated for a bit before turning around. Bowing deeply to Allen, she honestly answered; “It’s my extreme honor to introduce my name to such a personage such as a milord. My name is Aytan Paria… a loyal servant of the Aryan Clan, at your service.”

Allen stared at Aytan’s stiff character while leaning his chin on his arm. He didn’t say anything and just smiled warmly as if enjoying watching her.

This caused Aytan to feel awkward as she returned to what she was doing.

She really couldn’t understand Allen…

Being watched by him, for some reason made her feel tense. As if a predator was locking into her.

After a few moments of silence, Allen finally opened his mouth again, “I supposed you are not in a relationship right now…?”

“… …” Aytan’s shoulders jumped slightly but she didn’t answer and continued washing the plant herbs. Though, acting like she hadn’t heard it was as difficult as killing a demon with bare hands.

Allen shrugs and stops nosing again. Asking those questions suddenly seemed to be, indeed, out of bounds.

He silently sat in a chair and propped his chin with both his hands to gaze at Aytan bustling about in the kitchen. Aytan’s movements were very skilled. Simply watching her indicated she was someone who frequently cooked.

She could even prepare several dishes at the same time with methodical precision.

After a few minutes,

“It’s done. I apologize if it’s just this milord, I can only make this so that I wouldn’t be able to make you wait for long.” Aytan cooked as fast as usual “Please help yourself,”

“Thank you.” Allen looked up at Aytan with a smile. Afterward, he started to eat with the spoon.

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