"Master! Good morning~!" (In unison)
Looking at the entrance of the hall, lined up on both sides, each wearing their own maid outfits, with charming appearances, respectful postures, and professionally standard tones, the sub-human maids made Charlotte's eyes twitch wildly.
Beside her, the old servant Casimodo and a dozen other male and female servants were dumbfounded, their mouths gaping wide enough to fit duck eggs.
Charlotte's inquiring gaze swept over them, and instantly met Casimodo's wry smile:
"It's not... I didn't arrange this..."
After speaking, he looked somewhat puzzled:
"Nor was it arranged by you? They... They all seem..."
They were all Transcendents.
Charlotte uttered in her mind the words the old servant had left unsaid.
These beautiful sub-human maids hadn't deliberately concealed their aura, and the spiritually sensitive Charlotte could sense the faint magic power emanating from them.
The leading two might have even entered a tier.