Chapter 13 The Old Origenal Job

"That old man is the Highest Priest of the country." The noble man coldly corrected her, "although he is not officially the head of the country, he is, in fact, the most powerful man. Even I had to bow down before him, and you're lucky your disrespect didn't get out, or you'd spend the rest of your life in a temple prison."

Susan shuddered. She was too arrogant to forget this was a Middlvel World, and her carelessness might have cost her life.

Susan thought of this and immediately softened her attitude, her voice soft and polite and talking with a smile.

"Please forgive me, my lord. I mean, it was my honor to be your female subordinate, but I am afraid that I am not qualified for the position. I don't have any useful skill to serve you, my lord. And I can't even cook. I am totally useless. I am very sorry to say that, but what do you want such a foolish girl for?"

Daniel was amused at the side and laughed out loud.

Susan gave him a fierce glare.

"Totaly useless? That's a bit of a problem," the nobleman's face darkened. "Indeed, fools aren't qualified to be my subordinates, but you already know too much. There's only one thing left for me to do."

What? Susan floated a bad premonition.

She saw the noble man turn around coldly.

And behind her came the sound of a sword being drawn out, followed by a cold, shiny, sharp blade that was pressed against her neck.

Susan's body was cold as ice. She was frozen, not even daring to shiver.

"My lord, should we kill her here or wait until the night to tie her up outside the city to kill her?" A voice asked icily.

The nobleman did not turn around and did not speak.

Daniel smiled and said: "Wait until the night, so we don't need to clean the floor here. Tie her outside the city at night, kill her and feed her to the wolves ."

"Don't!" Susan shuddered.

"There are a lot of wolves outside the city wall, and your beautiful fine body should be enough for wolves as a feast. Then next day morning, there would be nothing left. We even don't need to bother about digging...

By the way, do you know how wolves eat humans?" Daniel paced in front of Susan, lowered his voice, and used a spooky tone, "wolves, first slash your stomach with their claws ..."

"My lord, I am willing to be your female subordinate." Susan decisively interrupted Daniel, "You can make me do anything."

"I do not need a foolish girl to be my female subordinate." The nobleman did not return his head and replied coldly.

Daniel nodded approvingly: "In a place like a court, such a foolish girl is indeed useless, only make things worse. I think it's easier to kill her and feed her to the wolves."

"I, I am not totally useless. I can do a lot of things." Susan said hastily, "Please believe me. I will be very useful for you."

"Do a lot of things, like what?" The nobleman finally turned around, but his face was still a disinterested blandness.

"I, I know fashion design! " In her haste, Susan's first thought was her original job, a fashion designer.

"Fashion design, what's that?" Daniel asked, confused.

"Well, it's tailoring, making beautiful dresses. I'm very good at it. I make unique dresses, and no other tailor can make them."

"Tailor," the nobleman raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes sweeping over the tattered dress she was wearing, "just like this one on you?"

"This, this dress doesn't count. I don't have money to buy nice fabrics and decorations either, but I did make some changes to this dress." Susan felt awkward, a rosy pink floating on her face, but she kept talking.

" I reduced the hem part to make it easier to walk and lighter. I used the saved fabric to make a gown for my little sister. But no one else could tell it. The collar and shoulders, I also changed it."

Daniel stretched out his hand to lift Susan's cloak and looked at her shoulders and collar: "I do not see any difference?"

That's because you are blind. Susan said silently in her mind.

The nobleman also glanced a few: "You have removed the common collar ornaments, and the collar style is also chic."

"Not only the collar ornament but also the narrowed shoulders."

"Why?"

Because that's ugly, Susan said in her mind.

"The luxurious decorative style in the court has spread outside the palace, and even the civilians have followed dressing style. It is uneconomic. And under current social levels and living conditions, civilians' clothes should ensure functionality before pursuing aesthetics, and those useless decorations are purely a waste of money."

Most of all, Susan added in her mind: those decorations were against my aesthetic standards.

Daniel obviously did not follow, and he looked at the nobleman with a dazed face.

The nobleman was silent for a while, then asked: "Uneconomic? You can read and write? Who taught you this?"

Susan's heart skipped a beat, and in a long speech to save her life, she seemed to reveal something about herself that she should not have known. But now, she had to bite the bullet and explain: "When I was a child, my father taught me to read, and later, my neighbor was a bookseller, and I often listened to him speak, listened more, and learned some words."

The nobleman waved his hand slightly, and Susan felt the sharp blade against her neck withdrawn. She breathed a little sigh of relief, for she had been stiff for a long time, and her body was already aching, and she dared not make a movement.

The nobleman in front of her was changing his face even faster than flipping the book page. Nobody could understand that fear if you didn't have a sword at your throat.

This was the first time Susan felt her life was as insignificant as an ant. There was no fairness, no law, no justice in the front of the privileges of nobility.

The only thing she could do was take it or fight against it.

Susan kept silent, staring at the nobleman, but a fire was burning in her heart.

"The tailor..." the noble man said in a low voice. "It's a way to get close to the Queen."

"Yes," said Daniel, nodding his head, "and I hear that the court is indeed looking for a seamstress."

The nobleman smiled: "what are we waiting for? You will go to the palace tomorrow. I will ask Daniel to take you home and see what papers and identification you need."

You don't have to. Shadow was ready for everything.

But Susan listened in silence and said nothing.