His uncle, however, had struggled twice before him. The first time when he tried to complete the painting of a spear and failed, and the second time was when he revealed to Leonel that beneath his golden armor, he was entirely drenched in sweat.
"Yes, that's what I mean! We only need to relay this issue to the higher-ups, and then if they ask us who's in charge, tell them it's Lady Elliana!" The maid nodded.
"Hwu...hwu…" Ainsley breathed carefully as she tip-toe to the two bookshelves. Even when the distance was far, she was able to reach the bookshelves in just 5 minutes.
Everyone was carrying a gun on their shoulders. As soon as they glanced at the back of an unfamiliar man, they suddenly turned around and shot a sharp and straight gaze at him…
Ainsley sighed after touring the mansion for an hour. The people there acted polite and such, but she could still feel the tension coming from their body.
“I can’t help it! I didn’t change because I wanted to. Do you think I wanted to become servile? I want to be upright too. I want to act according to my ideals too. But you know better than anyone that business doesn’t always go the way you expect.”
Ainsley felt that she didn't deserve to be a protagonist. Even if this new world wasn't a novel world and didn't need a protagonist, she still felt unworthy to call herself the future protagonist of this world.
That's quite a scary thing to imagine. Ainsley would feel like sitting on lines and needles, and God knows whether she could sleep or not. Under such pressure, even an adult would be wide awake for days.