Meeting with Milady Alia

Opening the door again and leaving the room, the young man immediately noticed that the house was exquisitely decorated inside.

He didn't remember what the house looked like from the outside, but it was quite large inside. Walking carefully down the corridor from his room, he noticed different paintings.

On some, the couple stood together and smiled, and on some, there were three of them together with a little girl.

- Where the hell did it take me? - Trying to speak as quietly as possible, the young man said in surprise.

He had not visited the houses of the locals in the village, but he was sure that they did not look like this.

Coming out of the corridor, he saw the stairs up. When he was thinking of going to the stairs, he noticed a girl coming out from the right side of the house.

She was of average height, she was dressed in a formal suit consisting of a medium-length skirt and a white blouse.

Her dark hair is neatly tied into a ponytail. Considering her, Andrei came to the conclusion that if in real life such girls work somewhere in offices.

Thinking about how to address her so that she doesn't think of him as a stupid damned angel.

He came to the idea that it would be better to hide his naked body behind the wall and ask about clothes, showing only head

Hiding the body, he began to think about how to address her, by her appearance, he came to the conclusion that it was better to be as respectful as possible.

- Milady, can I ask you to bring me the clothes I was wearing? - He appealed, trying to give a respectful intonation in the voice of the young man.

The girl who was walking towards the stairs when she heard an unfamiliar male voice and looked in the direction of the voice.

Seeing the recently brought cursed angel who looked at her only with his head. She could not resist and screamed, she saw how the face of the damned angel changed.

Andrei did not think that she would react like that, he tried to speak with her as respectfully as possible. Or maybe he scared her?

Hurrying footsteps were heard in the direction of the girl, who was looking at the young man.

He did not understand why she screamed, looking at the people who appeared from around the corner.

They were all dressed similarly, did he end up in some kind of gaming office or something? The people who came in confusion looked from the girl to the damned angel.

- I'm sorry if I scared your colleague, can you please bring my things? - Andrei turned to the newly arrived wriggling tone.

He did not understand the situation and did not want those who saved his life even in the game to think that he was crazy.

- Wait, sir, please, in the room, they will bring you clothes now. - Heard an old man's voice from behind those standing.

Realizing that the misunderstanding was avoided, the young man breathed a sigh of relief and returned to the room, waiting for the clothes to be brought to him.

After some time, there was a knock on the door, without thinking twice, he went to the door and slightly opened it, looking out. An elderly man in a formal suit stood in front of him and held out similar clothes.

- The clothes in which you were, it is impossible to restore, accept this, sir. - Lulf explained, seeing the uncomprehending gaze of the damned angel.

Andrey's face began to change from what he heard, the clothes in which he appeared were unusable after a few hours in the game. And now he will still owe the owners of this house for these clothes.

- Thank you sir for your generosity, I will return the money for it as soon as I can. - Andrey thanked, he was really going to return the money for the things that he was given.

Lulf, who had brought the clothes to the cursed angel, listened with ill-concealed surprise as he thanked him.

With how many Lulf did not communicate with due to the duty of his work, they all behaved arrogantly and authoritatively.

And observing the behavior of the old servant, he saw that the damned angel was not lying to him. He was really going to return the money.

- Do not bother, these are the clothes of the servants, we have them in abundance, as you dress, I will introduce you to my mistress. - Lulf said, explaining and emphasizing the last word.

Taking the clothes and hearing the last words about the young milady, a short circuit happened in the young man's head.

Where did he get to? He just walked to the village, and now he has a meeting with some lady.

Putting the clothes on the bed and running his hand over the suit, the young man found that the fabric was quite pleasant.

Could there be cotton or linen in this game? Andrei no longer knew what to expect from this world. Having put on his uniform, he went to the mirror and straightened his tie, which was also black.

The white shirt, unfortunately, was too loose, and he had to tuck it in. The wings that were on his back gave the image of a hump that spoiled the impression

Like most classic trousers, these had arrows, shoes were not brought him, which meant that they walked around the house in socks or barefoot.

Nodding to his appearance, adjusting his shirt in some places, the young man headed towards the door.

He was wondering this for the young milady. Coming out of the door, the young man saw a servant who brought him clothes. Looking around him with a gaze and nodding at something, he led him to the second floor.

As they walked, Andrey looked at the house with curiosity, the staircase was white and had gilded inserts along its entire length.

The young man did not try to estimate how much it all cost, but he understood that he could not live like that. Climbing the stairs, he saw that the second floor was no less.

And much more than the on floor first on the doors that he came across. On the walls you could see different pictures in which there were always different people.

Andrei assumed that these were the ancestors of this family. Approaching the door, the servant turned around and thought about something

- When you enter, bow and remain bowing until she allows you to stop. - The servant turned to Andrey in a stern voice.

The young man understood the demands voiced by the servant. He remembered the lessons of history that in ancient times it was practiced.

- First, don't try to talk, wait until she asks you. - Continuing to explain the rules of behavior, the servant carefully examined Andrei.

He did not plan to be the first to start a conversation, the young man understood that he was a guest here. And Andrei doubted that the habitual behavior of his world would help him.

And lastly, don't lie to her, if it wasn't for her kindness you were a corpse in the rain. - The servant spoke sternly.

Without waiting for Andrey's answer, the servant knocked on the door and heard a melodious voice. Opening the door and walking inside, the young man followed him.

As the servant Andrei told him, he bowed, waiting for permission to rise from the bow. He did not know whether he bowed correctly, each nation in reality had its own types of bows.

Therefore, tormented by thoughts of correctness, the young man tried not to look up. The wounds received from the bloodsuckers still made themselves felt.

- You can stop the damn angel. - heard he is a pleasant young female voice.

Feeling relieved from the fact that he was allowed to disobey, Andrey tried not to look at the owner of the voice.

The room was larger than the one in which he came to. He noticed a picture on the left side, but trying not to peer at it, his eyes could not be understood.

- What is your name? - He heard the same pleasant young female voice.

Trying not to succumb to the desire to look at the owner of this pleasant voice.

The young man pondered what name to tell her nickname or his real name? His nickname looked strange, Andrey decided to tell her your real name.

- My name is Andrew milady. - Young man answered, he wanted to look at the owner of this voice.

He felt like he was interviewing for some kind of job. Hearing something move to his right, he could hardly resist the urge to turn his head.

- Okay, Andrei, you can come in and sit down, I have questions for you. - He heard the voice of a girl.

The young man, trying to hide his excitement, turned his head towards the girl. A beautiful girl appeared before his eyes, who overshadowed all the girls from real life.

The black dress in which she was dressed beautifully emphasized the curves of her body and figure.

Loose long white hair fell from her shoulders and her beautiful purple eyes completed the picture of inaccessibility. Considering her, the young man unconsciously froze in place.

- Maybe in your people, it is customary to consider the interlocutor with such a look. But we don't take it that way. - The young man heard a voice that brought him out of the contemplation of beauty.

He thought about making excuses, but he knew how stupid it would look. He was caught red-handed. The girl sat at the table and carefully examined Andrei. Feeling the girl's gaze, the young man understood how uncomfortable she was.

Sitting opposite her, he felt a pleasant smell emanating from the girl, making notes in his head that there were spirits in this world, he put his hands on the table.

- I apologize for my disrespectful behavior earlier. The young man bowed his head in apology.

The girl sighed, Andrey understood from him that he was not the first who behaved like this in front of her.

- Okay, but try not to act like that anymore. - Tired voice she turned to him in her voice, he felt the request.

Raising his head, Andrei nodded at her request, he understood that most likely all the flattering words were spoken to her constantly.