The maid's face stiffened at once, and she turned her neck toward Dark like a robot.
"It should have been patched up by now. After all, it wouldn't be good if it kept letting in drafts," Dark said lightly.
The maid's expression changed drastically, and her trembling legs shook even harder.
The manager of Star Cluster Tower had pushed her out to receive Young Master Dimon purely to use her as a shield against disaster.
Back then, Young Master Dimon had ordered the maid behind him to pierce the wall with a single sword strike. Not only had she punched straight through the sixth-floor wall, but she had also sliced one of the statues cleanly in half at the waist, with strict orders that it was not to be repaired.
Since he had never explicitly said the wall could not be repaired, and Young Master Dimon had miraculously been admitted to Saint Marian Academy, while the person represented by the bisected statue had been pressing the issue aggressively, the manager had braved the pressure and repaired the wall, though he still dared not restore the statue...
Now that Young Master Dimon had returned from the academy, no one dared touch that bad luck.
Only she, a maid whose family circumstances had been completely exploited against her, had been forced to greet the guests.
When she came, she had still clung to a faint hope of getting lucky.
She had never expected Young Master Dimon to become even more ruthless after returning!
The old Young Master Dimon had been domineering and arrogant, but he always spoke his mind and never hid his thoughts, which had actually made him easier to deal with.
But now, he had opened with words concealing blades, making people shudder beneath the surface.
"They say the academy