After signing the Master-Servant Contract, a night passed quickly.

"Master... Master, it's time to wake up."

The next day, Loren was awakened by a timid voice. Rubbing his eyes and getting up, he saw Lorrah standing in front of him with a red face, looking quite unwilling.

"Who are you?"

Loren was momentarily stunned, asking.

As Lorrah's face also showed a dazed expression, Loren suddenly remembered: "Oh right, you're the maid I took in yesterday."

Lorrah immediately glared at him with a 'I want to bite you' kind of look. However, remembering her identity, she could only let go of this idea with great grievance.

After cleaning up with the toiletries Lorrah had brought, Loren waited for her to bring him breakfast, which turned out to be only toasted bread slices and milk stored in the refrigerator.

Biting on a slightly burnt piece of bread, Loren looked helplessly at Lorrah who was feeling uncomfortable: "You are my maid, after all. How could you prepare such crude food for breakfast? I could have toasted it better myself."

"Because... I haven't done it before."

Lorrah nervously lowered her head.

"Never mind, it's all about growth... everything has to be done slowly. When we come back later, you should start practicing your cooking skills." Loren sighed, the first part was his mumbling, and the latter sentence was meant for Lorrah to hear.

After that, Loren ate a few bites of bread, drank the milk, and considered breakfast over.

Seeing Loren's dissatisfied expression, Lorrah felt down and began to clean up the tableware. However, seeing the remaining bread slices, she silently ate them all.

"Didn't you have breakfast before?"

Loren looked at Lorrah and asked curiously.

"I read in a book that a maid should eat only after her master has finished his meal." Lorrah blushed as she realized Loren was watching her eating.

"What about your portion?"

"I forgot…"

Seeing Loren's strange gaze, Lorrah wished she could find a crack in the ground to hide in.

Loren was a bit speechless, but seeing Lorrah had been trying her best, he didn't say anything more about her. In fact, after signing the contract with Loren yesterday, Lorrah began to take on the role of a maid very consciously. Although this maid was quite inexperienced, she even refused the request of her master to be a hug pillow.

After Loren taught her how to use the magical internet device in the dormitory last night, she learned to surf the internet by herself and even downloaded related books about maids to read. Judging from her listless appearance, she did not sleep much last night.

Yawning, Loren looked at Lorrah who had cleaned the table and recalled his previous single life. The evildoings of capitalistic life were really intoxicating.

However, seeing the blanket wrapped around Lorrah, Loren couldn't help but slap his forehead, realizing what he needed to do today.

Having taken in a maid, how could he not buy a maid outfit for her!? To waste such a good resource would be simply intolerable.

Watching Lorrah's focused face as she cleaned up, Loren thought in his heart.

It just so happened that today was a rest day after the monthly exams, which was perfect for buying clothes for Lorrah.

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"Should I wear this robe to go out?"

When she found out they were going out, Lorrah awkwardly tugged at the oversized mage robe she was wearing. Her less than 5 feet tall lolita figure made the robe drag a considerable length on the ground behind her.

"Would you rather go out naked?" Loren sarcastically responded.

The girl shrank back: "But... don't we have any other clothes?"

"Please, miss, be clear that this is a male dormitory. I don't have a fetish for women's clothing. How could I have clothes for you to wear?" Loren rolled his eyes. "Besides, the purpose of going out this time is to buy clothes for you. After that, you won't have to wear this anymore. As my maid, at least your attire can't embarrass me, the master.""Oh..." Lorrah finally replied softly.

"Don't despise the magic robe you're wearing either. It cost me nearly ten thousand gold coins to buy it. I've hardly worn it myself." Loren said proudly, because they all had to wear uniforms in the institute, so he rarely wore the magic robe he bought himself.

In fact, there were several similar magic robes in his wardrobe.

As a magician, things like magic robes that prove one's identity cannot be vague.

"Boasting." Lorrah muttered softly. She didn't believe that the mage robe she was wearing was that expensive.

"By the way, before you go out, you must put this on first." Suddenly, as if remembering something, Loren took out a black collar from his pocket, with his name written in golden magical text on the front of it.

Loren handed the collar to Lorrah under her somewhat gloomy gaze.

"In order to move freely outside, you have to wear this. Otherwise, it will definitely cause trouble," Loren explained.

Wearing this collar means that Lorrah belongs to Loren, and Loren's name is written in magical text. This represents his status as a noble magician. Generally, people can tell Lorrah's affiliation by looking at the collar. In public places, basically, no one would dare to do anything to a magician's property, because it's not only a provocation to the magician but also to the Magic Guild. Even if Loren doesn't act, the Magic Guild will help him hold the troublemaker accountable.

Of course, the price of such a collar is also quite high, and one has to pay a lot of gold coins to the Magic Guild to obtain it. Loren happened to buy this collar at the time, but now it has come in handy.

"When you go home, you can take it off. But when you're outside, you have to wear it. You should know how attractive you are to others, right? If you don't declare that you belong to someone, you'll hardly be able to get around," Loren said, looking at Lorrah, whose little hand was gripping the collar tightly, her fingers turning somewhat white, and reminded her again.

After hesitating for a while, Lorrah finally put the humiliating collar around her neck, a simple gesture that brought tears to her eyes.

"Let's go."

When Lorrah had put on the collar, Loren opened the dormitory door and let her follow him out.

As they stepped out the door, the morning sunlight shone on their faces, making Lorrah a little unable to open her eyes. She dumbfoundedly looked outside from the corridor, the morning scenery was so beautiful. But she rarely paid attention to it before. In the past, she would cover herself tightly, walking with her head down, seldom moving during the day. It was only near dusk that she would start her "job".

However, the moment she touched the collar on her neck, Lorrah's mood became gloomy again. It seemed that there was not much difference between her and her former self, who walked with her head down in the darkness.

Loren watched coldly, not comforting her, nor saying anything else to her. He knew that Lorrah needed some time to adjust to her new identity.

In the early morning, there were already many people in the institute. Most were students of the Battle Qi system, starting their morning workouts in the institute. As for the magic system students, at this time of the day, they were probably meditating in their dormitories. These morning routines were habits ingrained in the students' bones and wouldn't change just because it was a holiday.

However, Loren didn't have such a habit, which was also related to the meditation method he mastered. His meditation method automatically absorbed star magic power day and night, equivalent to auto-training.

Seeing a magical girl in a funny long robe following Loren, many people cast curious looks at them. Some male students from the Battle Qi system stared at Lorrah, who looked like a porcelain doll, with fiery eyes. However, after seeing the black collar on her neck and the golden magical name, they retracted their desires.

After all, they didn't want to provoke a magician who could afford such a collar.

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