CHAPTER 63: CHAPTER 63: A FARMER WHO DOESN’T WANT TO BE A MILITIAMAN IS NOT A GOOD MAID_1

At the beginning of the selection for maids, Yan Xing had thought about holding an open audition and selecting twenty or so with good looks. Then there would be the second round, additional rounds, knockout rounds, revival rounds, and the final round. After the whole process, he would meticulously pick out five maids.

As it turned out, after the open audition, he barely managed to scrape together five. Sigh... It’s probably because my aesthetic standards are too high, he mused.

Just look at Lao Hansi; the old man’s eyes were cheerfully roving from one girl to another, looking even happier than I, the Lord, felt.

Now that the five maids had been selected, the rest could go back to whatever they were supposed to do. Yan Xing called the five maids over to him. They were all girls in their teens.

First, he gave them a pep talk. "Just be sharp during the big meetings. Whatever the Werewolf Clan Leaders want to eat, arrange it for them. Whatever they want to use, get it for them. During the meetings, be diligent in changing the water for the Clan Leaders. But don’t indulge them either. If a Werewolf does something excessive, come find me, the Lord, immediately."

As Lord Yan Xing lectured, the chosen maids listened intently, nodding like chicks pecking at rice, fearing that the Lord would be displeased and send them back. However, there was one girl who listened absentmindedly, with a reluctant demeanor.

When a squad of heavily armored spearmen marched past the meeting hall entrance, the girl daringly peeked outside. The silver armor glinted in the light, and her eyes seemed to sparkle with a similar intensity.

"Looking at what?" Yan Xing suddenly asked, startling the girl into a shiver.

Realizing her mistake, she quickly apologized, "Sorry, Lord! I... I don’t want to be your maid. I want to wear heavy armor, wield a long spear, and be a warrior who guards the land and your Lordship."

Who would have thought that this girl, who looked only in her teens, would harbor such violent inner potential! Yan Xing marveled silently. He couldn’t help but assess the girl.

The girl was tall, wearing the blue work clothes Yan Xing distributed to the peasants of Eternal Domain. Her dirty blonde hair was tied simply, showing a natural gradient of color. Hard work had tinted her skin a wheatish hue, and the excitement brought a flush to her cheeks. But her blue eyes were exceptionally firm, expressing her determination to become a warrior.

This gave the girl a different temperament from the other four maids. Especially when she held her head high, Yan Xing could not see that she came from the stock of a First Order Peasant. The pride in her bones was like that of a warrior who viewed honor as life itself. The edge she exuded was like an unparalleled sword.

Taking out a cigar, Yan Xing lit it, took a drag, blew out smoke, then crossed one leg over the other and asked the girl, "What’s your name?"

When asked her name, the girl’s eyes lost their luster as she answered, "Lord, I have no name. They all call me the Dreamy Little Miss... I’m not dreaming. I really want to become a militiaman, to wear the armor you bestow, Lord, and to carry the spear you grant."

Ah, newly recruited peasants and refugees don’t have names, Yan Xing recalled. I had intended to appoint an official responsible for naming the domain’s subjects, but it seems I’m the most educated person in the entire Eternal Domain. Fortunately, Yan Xing was prepared.

He took out his cellphone, opened the offline naming app, and chose to generate random Western female names. Immediately, over twenty options appeared.

Closing his eyes, Yan Xing pointed with his finger. Upon opening his eyes, he said to the girl, "Now you have a name. It’s Christy... No! The name below is better: Donna Isabella. From now on, you will be called Donna Isabella."

Moving his finger down, Yan Xing selected a name for the girl that he found quite fitting.

Receiving a name bestowed personally by the Lord, the girl immediately knelt down, excitedly saying, "Donna Isabella thanks the Lord for the name."

"Get up, get up," Yan Xing said. Seeing Donna in tears, he reached into his pocket, took out a tissue, handed it to her, and asked, "Do you still want to be a militiaman now, and not be my maid?"

Donna wiped her tears and said stubbornly, "Yes, I want to join the militia."

Such stubbornness! Yan Xing thought. He decided to give Donna a lesson. "Is there a conflict between being my maid and also wanting to join the militia under me, the Lord?"

Donna answered with wide eyes, "It seems... not."

"Of course not!" Yan Xing continued. "If you serve me well as a maid, making me comfortable, then isn’t allowing you to join the militia just a matter of my word, as the Lord?

"If you truly have what it takes to be a soldier, then consider this: the Archer Camp and Archer Training Ground in the domain are about to be built. If I, the Lord, am pleased with you, you could become a Third Order Archer in no time.

"In the future, you’d be both my bodyguard and maid. Then let’s see who in the domain would dare call you Dreamy Little Miss again!"

Yan Xing’s words seemed to open a door for Donna.

Yes! The domain belongs to the Lord, and it’s just a word from him for me to join the militia. If I went back to being a peasant, who knows when I’d get a chance to be selected for militia training?

"I... I am willing to be the Lord’s maid. I want to be the best maid for the Lord!"

"That’s more like it, isn’t it?"

At that moment, Yan Xing found that Donna was actually quite appealing. She was the type of girl who might not dazzle at first glance but grew more charming the more one looked at her. Moreover, she was young now and could be trained over time.

Eden mentioned that Nuta City has a very comprehensive soldier training system, Yan Xing recalled. As long as one is willing to spend God-given gold coins, soldiers with potential can continuously train and advance there, from a First Order Peasant all the way to a Twelfth Order Holy Knight—a complete, streamlined process.

In a few days, when I visit Nuta City, if the porcelain sells well and I earn a lot of God-given gold coins, I could consider spending some to upgrade some soldiers to high-order units, he planned.

If Donna truly is a precious sword, I wouldn’t mind sharpening her edge, Yan Xing mused.

Now, after Yan Xing’s guidance, all five maids had no more mental burdens and were happy to serve their Lord.

Yan Xing did not skimp on his maids either, since they also represented the face of the Eternal Domain to the outside world. Dressing them in standard-issue maid uniforms is a must, he decided.

Yan Xing returned to the real world to search for maid uniforms on an e-commerce platform. Huh? Why are they all so revealing! Is this what proper maid uniforms are supposed to be? Are they meant for actual maids to wear? How can they work dressed like this! he wondered, scrolling through the options.

Yan Xing browsed with a critical eye and finally found a long-dress style maid uniform that seemed appropriate. He placed an order for ten sets, enough for five maids to have two sets each for alternation.

The clothes hadn’t arrived, but work had to begin. Yan Xing personally taught the maids dining and meeting etiquette: how to respond to guests’ requests, what they could and could not do, and what they could and could not say. He emphasized that they were no longer mere peasants who just followed orders and worked hard; they now represented the image of the domain and the Lord. They had to be quick-witted, decisive in handling matters, and know whom to seek out for issues that arose, without hesitating or dragging their heels.

In the meantime, Yan Xing randomly assigned names to the other four maids and appointed Donna as the temporary chief maid, responsible for directing the maids’ work.

Yan Xing was swamped with preparations to ensure the smooth convening of the Werewolf Clan Leaders’ meeting, rushing back to the real world whenever he realized something was lacking, such as flower baskets, ribbons, and balloons.

Amidst the bustle, the Town-level Government Hall, Archer Camp, and Archer Training Ground were all completed at the same moment.