漂亮的保姆中文版

In a 200-foot-wide room, lit with chandeliers and scented candles burning in blue-coloured flames, except for a door in a corner and the air outlets surrounding the room, not a single window or another door was present.

In the middle of the room was a pristine white metal board floating in mid-air with exactly sixteen chairs surrounding it, while four random seats were occupied by two pairs of men and women who seemed to be waiting for somebody.

TAK-TAK

The door of the room opened and closed without making a single sound, as a hooded figure walked into the room with a heavy aura surrounding him.

"You are here." A woman with bright blonde hair and clear blue eyes said as her icy gaze landed on the figure that walked in. She was wearing a heavy, luxurious set of clothes that seemed to belong to some higher-ranked person; her head stood tall with a straight back, as her elegance, grace, and confidence oozed out of her, giving her an overbearing yet respectful demeanour. Her name was "Zu'e Cerr Daemor," and she was the Queen of the Daemor Kingdom, which was the second allied kingdom of the empire.

"Could you please stop with your disrespectful way of speaking, Queen Daemor?" Spoke a man with light blue hair and deep ocean blue eyes, as he narrowed his eyes at Queen Daemor. He too wore similar aesthetic clothes; his posture was upright; and the aura he was giving off was that of a warrior's, which definitely did justice to his scar-filled hands, which were exposed since his clothes were sleeveless. His name was "Okisada Gon Amorreoryn," and he was the King of the Amorreoryn kingdom, which was the fourth allied kingdom of the empire.

"Hopefully, King Amorreoryn also stops picking on somebody who is minding their own business." Spoke a woman with wavy red hair and blood red eyes, sharp yet delicate facial features, and a small scar on her right jawline. Her aura, too, was that of a warrior; it dominated King Amorreoryn's. Her palms were filled with calluses and cut scars. Her name was "Marcia Sevada Eahavesite," and she was a Queen of the Eahavesite kingdom, which was the fifth allied kingdom of the empire.

"Haaa...." Sighed a man with long, ponytailed blonde hair and ocean blue eyes. He had a calm yet slightly suffocating and respectful demeanour, but he wore the most luxurious clothes amongst all those present in the room. His name was "Alexandru Cynan Aewozia," and he was the King of the Aewozia kingdom, which was the first allied kingdom of the empire.

"Please stop bickering amongst yourselves." Said the hooded figure, as he removed his hood after taking a seat at the edge of the floating, white metal board, revealing his shoulder-length raven black hair and bright purple eyes. He has an overbearing, cunning, and tyrant-like demeanour, and that ominous smirk on his face didn't help ease it. His name was "Godred Lemo Toyivalon," who was the King of the Toyivalon Kingdom, which was the third allied kingdom of the empire, and also the master mind that planned to overthrow the balance of the empire. The rest of the kingdoms were dragged into his plot, but with their own cord since the deal was just too alluring to decline.

"Says you? Who wants and enjoys it when things are going this way?" Marcia asked mockingly; she was confident that if it came to a brawl then she would come out on top, and even though she absolutely despised Godred, she had still agreed to the deal because the end goal he proposed was something that aligned with hers.

"Yes." Godred replied with a smile that made a vein pop up on Marcia's forehead.

"Anyway, why did you call for a meeting? If it's nothing, then I'll leave." Zu'e said with a bored look on her face.

"We will soon be going to war." Godred said, and, understanding that he had piqued the interests of the rulers, he continued.

"The recent village slaughter incident will be blamed on the fanatics." He revealed his reasoning and noticed frowns adorning the faces of the rulers present, so he decided to explain it first.

"There weren't any traces of the attackers; it was done with a single slash of an unknown power. That village was the neutral point of all the kingdoms, so no kingdom is crazy enough to dye that village in blood, knowing what the empire that's backing us is capable of. And none of the people from the other world are strong enough to do even a percent of that, so we can't blame it on them when this news is known to every single person alive. Since these are the cases, we can only blame that incident on the "Violent Fanatics" to make our plan progress." Godred explained.

"Your plan, you mean." Okisada said, not liking how Godred made them a part of his own master plan. The rulers present knew that they would be used as pawns before being thrown out, but since it wasn't like anything was stopping them from doing the same, they didn't mind as long as they benefited the most from the deal.

Ignoring Okisada's words, Godred looked at every single ruler in their eyes; they were looking back at him with annoyed looks on their faces.

"How are you planning on doing so?" Alexandru, who had been silent this whole time, spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Simple really. They are called the Violent Fanatics for a reason; they are similar to a hornet's hive, which will hunt down those who poke them to the depths of hell. We, the allied kingdoms, are going to demand the empire show justice to the millions of people in the neutral village. Since I have already left the traces of the fanatics there, it won't be long until the hornet's hive would be poked at." Godred explained, his hysterical chuckles escaping his mouth amid his words, as a pure, bliss-filled expression appeared on his face.

'Disgusting f**ker.' The rulers thought in unison, but since the most simple plans like this are the ones that reap the most needed results, they didn't find a reason to back off from the plan, so instead, with a train of nods, they got up from their seats and walked out of the room, one after another, leaving behind Godred, who was still laughing hysterically.

"Hahahaha, haha, haaa..." And his smile disappeared as soon as everybody left, and an extremely calm, expressionless expression replaced his perverted look from before.

"This is why I like dumb people; they just nod at you whenever you ask them to do something without even questioning why or what. I wonder how they even became rulers at this point." He mumbled under his breath in an annoyed tone, and abruptly his expressionless face was replaced by a fanatic expression.

"Everything for the "Great One!""