``Thank you again, kind teacher.'' Mr. Clark once again expressed his gratitude to Butler.
The butler was like a puppet, his posture never changing, tall and graceful as always, and with an indescribable sense of distance. He said, "Hello, Mr. Clark, I'd like to introduce myself." , I'm Valente, the butler here. Wele to the castle of my master, Count Bluebeard. ”
"Bluebeard...Earl..." Clarke's guttural voice echoed from the dull, lonely castle. His face was red from the cold, and he looked a little funny.
"Yes, thank the master. He is always kind and helpful and wants to help guests in need like you. I will take you to the master. If he I trust that once I know of your arrival, I will wele you.'' Valente, the butler, said calmly and mechanically.
As he spoke, he held a candlestick and walked ahead to guide Clark.
Along the way, Clark notices that the castle is plex, with steps and staircases, numerous hallways, and different lighting in different locations. The castle was like a maze.
Gradually, Clark noticed something strange in the castle. He couldn't help but ask Valente, the steward who was leading the way.
Butler Valente calmly replied, ``Tonight is Christmas Eve. Our good Lord has ordered the servants who worked in the castle to return home early and assemble. has left only a few servants. Please continue to run the castle."
"...I hope you get home safely." Clark slowly raised the corner of his mouth and looked out the window at the blizzard.
This snowstorm lasted almost all day.
Under Valente's lead, Clarke passed through several hallways and corners until they arrived at the castle's restaurant.
A fat, white-haired Mediterranean aristocrat with a strange blue beard sits at the table. They put a series of great tables in front of him. He has a big belly and two big hands on the table. With a graceful disposition, he is quietly looking forward to today. A late dinner was delivered.
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