Chapter 39: Must You Come Up with New Tricks to Make Me Wash Your Feet?

Chapter 39: Must You Come Up with New Tricks to Make Me Wash Your Feet?

While Louis was recording, the sound of a Magic Spell interrupted the two sisters’ casual chat. They turned their heads curiously towards Louis, wondering what he was doing.

“Then it’s settled.” Louis stuffed the Crystal Ball back into his bag. “I’ll go buy a foot-washing basin in a couple of days.”

After saying that, Louis picked up “Disappear Without a Trace” and started flipping through it.

The two sisters were momentarily stunned and didn’t react. After a moment, they looked at each other, then glanced at Louis’s serious, sulky expression. They nearly burst out laughing again.

This bookworm. Did he really think he had talent? Did he actually take it seriously?

What a hilarious guy!

“Louis, buy a big basin.” Helen blinked at Louis. “My sister and I have a lot of clothes left to wash.”

Ocris’s eyes suddenly lit up as she got a good idea. She secretly handed Helen a piece of parchment under the table. Then she quietly pinched Helen.

After seeing the parchment, Helen suddenly understood.

Her sister, this sneaky troublemaker! She had secretly used a Magic Spell just now and wrote a bunch of things on that parchment—it was a bet agreement between Helen and Louis. The loser would have to clean the house, cook, and wash everyone’s clothes.

Later, by casting a few Magic Spells, that big meanie Louis wouldn’t be able to back out!

Helen was sure she would win. She quickly and secretly added a few more clauses to the parchment—things like leg massages, shoulder rubs, flattery, and so on.

“Ahem, Louis, have you thought about the homework I gave you yesterday?” Ocris coughed, drawing Louis’s attention.

Just as Louis looked confused, unsure what tricks the two sisters were up to, Helen suddenly grabbed Louis’s hand and tried to press it onto the parchment.

Seeing the task was successfully completed, the two sisters excitedly examined the parchment. They then made faces at each other and started discussing, frequently making revisions and adding some items—Helen even added ‘foot washing’. Later, Ocris leaned into Helen’s ear and whispered something. As a result, Helen looked at Louis with disdain and changed it to ‘washing socks’.

Louis was stunned.

[Louis felt that the two sisters in front of him seemed to regard him as a fool—he guessed right.]

[Clearly, Ocris was nothing like a proper teacher. She just wanted to treat you as a little Eunuch to serve them. Helen also wanted to see your bookish, foolish look later and play a prank on you along the way.]

[It seemed these two lazybones were planning to make you serve them well. After all, in this academy, there were no obedient maids. They had been pent up for a long time, already scheming on how to make Louis work. And today, they finally extended their claws towards poor Louis. Louis decided…]

[A. Act as the little Eunuch for the two Your Highnesses—those items on the parchment didn’t seem too bad after all, heh heh heh. Completion reward: Mysterious Tome1, Distorted Affections2, Strange Training from the Two Sisters2]

Louis was nearly angered to the point of his nose twisting from this Narration—who the hell was a Eunuch? Treating me like a Eunuch?

Well, you started it first!

He looked at the next segment.

[B. Properly teach the mischievous Helen who the master is! Completion reward: Maid1]

[The sneaky instigator Ocris made Helen take the lead while she played the good person. She might even deliberately take sides later—you probably can’t do anything about her.]

Louis directly ignored this Narration. He decided to turn this ‘maid’ into maid2.

“This bet doesn’t count. I didn’t use a Magic Spell to swear.” Louis reached out to take the parchment.

“Hey! Louis! You said you would! How can you go back on your word!” Helen snatched the parchment away, slapped the table, and used a taunting tactic. “Weren’t you going to buy a washbasin? Ha! You’re all talk!”

“Ahem, Louis.” Ocris leisurely took sides, saying in a sweet, deceptive tone, “Breaking your word is not what a gentleman does. You can’t bully Helen like this~”

“Heh heh heh.” Louis looked at the green-tea girl in front of him and nodded. He pointed at the parchment and said, “A bet is fine. You said you’d wash my feet. Write your name on it. Otherwise, I won’t do it.”

Ocris’s eyes widened.

What did he say?

He wants me to wash his feet?!

Princess Ocris, who grew up sheltered in the Royal Court, found it hard to believe that someone would say such a thing to her.

She was shocked.

“Ha ha ha ha, I’m dying of laughter. Sister, Louis wants you to wash his feet.” Helen clutched her stomach, laughing out loud. Louis, this bookworm, really lost his mind from reading.

“Look at all your clothes, you don’t even bother washing them usually. So sloppy.” Louis said, then picked up his Wand and added a clause to the parchment: “If you want me to wash your clothes, fine. Don’t make Helen take the lead. Don’t hide behind her.”

These words nearly made Ocris faint from anger—this rebellious, unfilial disciple!

Her face instantly turned red and pale. She looked at Louis with a murderous gaze, and Louis glared back. At that moment, it seemed like electric sparks flashed between their eyes.

Seeing that bookworm actually dared to glare back at her, Ocris’s eyes almost blazed with fury.

This student was utterly outrageous!

It was necessary to give him a proper dueling lesson later.

However, Helen was laughing hysterically—she was thrilled whether her sister got angry or Louis got taught a lesson.

“Stop glaring. As a teacher, you should keep your word—if I don’t learn it well within seven days, I’ll be your Eunuch! But if you misjudged and I do have talent, then you have to fulfill your promise!”

“Fine, fine, very good, Sir Louis.” These words made Ocris laugh in anger.

Do you have to keep coming up with new tricks just to make me wash your feet?

Ocris felt that making Louis wash her feet was too easy on him. He should be made to drink the foot-wash water!

“Sir Louis, since you are so confident, I, your mentor, will teach you properly. But if you can’t learn it, don’t blame me for not warning you beforehand, you who thinks he’s so talented. Hmph.” Saying this, Ocris wiggled the slipper on her foot and smiled at Louis, already thinking about how to deal with this brat later.

Clearly, the implied meaning in Ocris’s words was that if Louis didn’t learn it properly, the consequences later wouldn’t be as simple as just being a manservant.

Helen watched her sister and Louis argue with wide eyes. Thrilled by the drama, she felt so excited she wanted to scatter flower petals on the spot.

Sister must be furious today. Look at her face; it was killing Helen with laughter.

Louis was definitely doomed. Just wait and see. Later, sister will surely finish off this big meanie.

Soon, the bet agreement among the master and two disciples was signed. To prevent anyone from backing out, each of the three cast a Magic Spell.

Helen cast ‘Distraction’—whoever lost later would feel bothered seeing the socks lying there unwashed. It was quite nasty.

After seeing Helen successfully cast this spell, Ocris put on an act and praised her a bit. Then, in her sweet, deceptive way, she ‘demonstrated’ ‘Distraction’ again on the parchment specifically for signing Magic agreements—clearly, she was worried her younger sister’s spellcasting wasn’t up to par.

After casting it, she properly explained the key points to both of them, as if treating it as a lesson. She also intentionally displayed her ladylike demeanor—yes, I am a Princess. I wouldn’t stoop to getting angry with a little brat.

I’m not angry.

I am definitely not angry!!

Finally, Ocris, with a smile on her face but malice in her heart, cast a ‘Mortifying Shame’ spell. Then she put on an act again and explained it to Louis and Helen.

In summary, it made one feel utterly ashamed—if they didn’t help wash the other person’s clothes for a day, the person would suffer pangs of conscience, cry from shame under the covers, and only after secretly apologizing in their heart many, many times would the feeling of shame for that day fade.

If they didn’t wash the next day, it would feel even worse.

“In the future, if you encounter those tricky little Goblins who like to cheat, using this spell will definitely teach them a terrible lesson!” Ocris made a veiled criticism, deliberately not looking at Louis.

Watching this girl in her twenties putting on an act in front of him, Louis rolled his eyes hard.

This girl was clearly the type who couldn’t handle losing—Helen might not cheat, but Ocris definitely would.

But it was too late now—these two girls were both sneaky troublemakers. What they came up with might not be very damaging, but it was extremely humiliating.

People often know themselves best. In Helen’s view, feeling bothered was the worst thing for her. In Ocris’s view, suffering pangs of conscience was what she couldn’t stand the most.

Louis was very satisfied and couldn’t be bothered to use any other Magic Spells. He could only offer some encouragement—he used a spell with the effect that, after finishing these chores, the young maids would feel very happy and relaxed, as if encouraged from deep within their own hearts.

And they would also feel a great sense of accomplishment.

Upon realizing what spell this was, Ocris stared at Louis with her mouth agape, thinking, ‘Ha, you brat, you are really something!’

Louis looked at Ocris and snorted with a cold laugh twice, thinking to himself, ‘Likewise.’

At this moment, electric sparks seemed to flash between Louis’s and Ocris’s eyes.

Both of them were certain the other was doomed.