Mystic Eyes of Death Perception from Zero

Sitting in the luxurious crimson dragon carriage, Graham felt a bit distracted.

The reason was the stunning beauty named Priscilla Barielle sitting next to him.

This time, he was not in the role of a coachman but was sitting close to the princess.

"But why is the princess personally inspecting the territory?"

"What's wrong, Gra? Are you questioning my will again? Such audacity—is it because you find the weight of your head on your body bothersome? Do you want beheaded?" Priscilla said, narrowing one eye.

"It's not that. I just think this matter should be handled by the 'Crimson Battlefront.' If it were just ordinary villagers, the princess's presence as the lord would make them bow down to you, this time however, the opponents are zombies. These brain-dead creatures won't fear the princess's status as a lord."

"You're speaking in a way I don't understand again. What are 'zombies'?" Priscilla looked at him with mild interest. She always maintained enthusiasm for interesting things.

"'Zombie' is the term used to refer to walking corpses where I come from. It is said that you have to cut off their heads to effectively kill them..."

"Is that so? This goes without mention, but I quite like the powerful sound of the word 'zombie'." Priscilla smiled pleasantly, "So, can you really not guess why I'm going personally, Gra~?"

"Because you find it interesting? Honestly, I can't think of any other reason." Graham shrugged.

Zombies sounded unpleasant and eerie. It would be better to let the 'Crimson Battlefront' handle it.

"Interesting is, of course, the most important reason, but there are other reasons too. Before solving this matter, you should carefully consider my thoughts. If you don't find the correct answer by the end of the event, be prepared for worse treatment."

Priscilla said, crossing one leg without hesitation, showing an even more pleasant smile.

Graham's face twitched. "This sounds like a punishment game. If you insist on making me guess, I hope there's also a reward if I guess correctly."

"Shameless! Fine, if you can successfully figure out my thoughts, I will allow you to take back the reward you gave up last time."

"The reward from last time?" Graham's face darkened.

The last reward seemed to be licking feet.

Thinking of this, he then remembered his rejected marriage proposal.

Of course, he was not too disappointed. They had not known each other long after all, so it was normal for the proposal to be rejected.

Besides, Priscilla was not an ordinary girl, she was too hard to understand.

After all, a woman's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea, it's almost impossible to comprehend...

So, what did this woman really mean by making him guess?

Did she perhaps want him to understand her better?

Seeing him silent, Priscilla raised an eyebrow, "What, you're not willing?"

"Not really, but I would prefer a kiss over licking feet," Graham said, staring at her rosy lips.

"Foolish, my lips are as precious as the rarest of treasures. To receive such a reward, you must pay an equivalent price—that is, your life!" Priscilla glared at him but seemed even more pleased, not angry at all.

"Um, sorry to interrupt your intimate conversation~"

A weak voice suddenly interrupted, stopping Graham from responding.

It was Yae, who was sitting next to Priscilla, wearing a red and white maid outfit. She raised her hand weakly and said, "Why did you bring me out this time my Lady? Usually, you only bring Lord Graham."

Usually, Priscilla only took Graham whenever she went out, as she didn't need anyone else. Actually, it was because Priscilla only trusted Graham.

"Besides, I'm just a maid in the mansion. Although the old master has passed away, I was assigned to serve the lady. This is beyond the contract, don't you think?" Yae raised her hand, weakly explaining, but inadvertently revealing something.

Just being assigned by Leip to serve Priscilla was suspicious.

Graham's suspicious gaze swept over Yae's pretty face.

Leip had said that all the servants in the mansion were his spies, his pawns even.

"So, what are you trying to say? Do you want to resign because the employment conditions don't match?" Priscilla narrowed one eye, showing a dangerous smile.

"Of course not. I didn't think that far. It's just that I didn't want to work outside the agreed upon employment conditions. If I'm forced to do so..."

"So you want a raise, right? Then don't worry, the princess won't treat you unfairly." Graham interjected.

Priscilla glared at Graham for speaking on her behalf and said coldly, "As Gra said, if you want corresponding compensation for your labor, then don't worry, I always reward my servants' hard work. Besides, bringing you along is my decision. Don't think you can get away with it!"

Priscilla's sharp gaze made Yae's face stiffen.

"I wouldn't dare. How could I doubt the lady's will? Rather, I'm relieved. As the lady's loyal dog, I'll bite whoever the lady tells me to, even if it means serving~ Lord Graham. I'm willing to sacrifice myself..." Yae lowered her eyebrows, pretending to be determined.

Quickly catching on, Graham shamelessly offered, "Oh, Yae, is that what you think? Shall we have a private conversation then..."

"Shut up, Gra! Stop making a fuss. If you want to satisfy your dirty desires, wait until you correctly guess my answer! Yae, since you said that, show me your sincerity. Tell me some information about 'Coffleton'," Priscilla glared fiercely at her knight for trying to have a private 'conversation' with the maid, then turned her sharp gaze to the weak maid.

Graham pursed his lips and said nothing.

'But Priscilla seemed jealous?'

'No, it must be an illusion...'