“I’m back!”
Rod walked into the palace hall with a satisfied smile.
Liliya and Charlotte slumped in their chairs, looking exhausted. They didn't even have the energy to greet him.
The two of them weakly raised their hands.
“Welcome back, Your Majesty......”
“Master worked hard......”
Rita, carrying a large box, walked behind Rod and nodded at Liliya in the hall. She asked curiously:
“Liliya-senpai, when His Majesty and I entered through the main gate, the guards at the door didn't seem to be the same as before. They also seemed to have become more respectful and diligent.”
“It seems that Senpai and Charlotte-san worked very hard while we were away.”
Charlotte shook her head, pouted, and glanced at Rod resentfully.
“Assassination, suppression, and appeasement… it wasn’t really that hard.”
“The people on the list, unintentionally or not, didn't have a chance to resist.”
“But…”
Liliya, for once, was also acting childish, wanting to be spoiled by Rod.
“But we are so tired because we had to clean up, count, move, and seal those mountain-sized stacks of gold coins Your Majesty made, Your Majesty~”
It’s always fun to show off, but the aftermath is hell.
Rod awkwardly stopped, quickly walked forward, rubbed Liliya’s head, then kneaded Charlotte’s hand, trying to soothe the two girls' childish temper.
“Alright, alright, it’s my fault.”
A look of joy flashed in Liliya’s eyes, and she immediately got up full of energy, stretching and punching the air to cheer herself up.
“Heh, Your Majesty’s energy has been replenished! Back to the head maid mode!”
Rod watched the increasingly lively Liliya and chuckled helplessly.
Perhaps Liliya would never again become the maid in the original work who suppressed all her personality.
That’s fine too. I only need one maid who gives me a contemptuous look with cold eyes, and that's Rita.
As for Liliya, let her live happily ever after.
Charlotte took Rod's hand, pressed it on her head, and rubbed her face against it with her eyes closed.
“It feels so good… like being loved by my dad.”
Rod rubbed her head, helplessly complaining.
“Clearly I am the child in this room.”
It’s already tiring enough to put on a kingly demeanor outside. When I get home, I still have to take care of these two little fools.
The three girls in the room, two have psychological problems.
If you think about it, Rita, who loves to play maid cosplay, is actually the most normal one.
After a simple exchange of laughter, Liliya asked about Rita's trip.
Harvest…
Rita thought of the unbreakable power of the long sword that Rod had suddenly produced, a power that even her full strength couldn’t handle.
Although she didn't know where her Majesty got it, it was definitely the top harvest of this trip, just for that blade alone.
However, Rita didn't mention it in public. She just patted the box in her hand and said mysteriously:
“Your Majesty’s plan went smoothly. Anyway, it will be a surprise for you.”
“What about you two? Did you encounter any difficulties?”
Charlotte had a vague understanding of her master's personality, and she frankly shrugged.
“The palace staff is two-thirds less, and there is a serious shortage of miscellaneous staff like clerks.”
Rod had already made plans for this.
“I will arrange for long-term recruitment and personally screen reliable people. But in the short term, I will replicate mechanical dogs to assist the maids.”
Rita rolled her eyes helplessly and ruthlessly quipped:
“Only you would use a battlefield hunting mech like the Carbon-Based Hunter as a floor sweeper.”
Liliya’s eyes lit up, and she took the opportunity to express her concerns.
“Yay, Rita’s mechanical dogs are so powerful, they can also make up for the palace’s defense work!”
“However, the palace guard captain position is vacant, which could lead to loopholes in the guard coordination!”
“So, please find a reliable candidate as soon as possible, Your Majesty.”
Rod jumped onto the chair, leaned back on the backrest, pinched his brows, and sighed.
“Talents…”
He secretly glanced at Rita.
“My all-purpose maid…”
The polite smile on Rita’s face instantly disappeared, and her elegant and composed temperament almost broke.
“Your Majesty, I need to plan a new armor based on your collection, I also need to program the Soul Steel as a computer, plan urban development, adjust government agencies, sort out legal loopholes…”
Rita listed all the tasks Rod had thrown at her and said that even cattle couldn't be treated like this.
“Your overburdened, poor little maid strongly requests to have leisure time to rest and drink tea on the weekends and refuse overtime work!”
Rod reassured her with words like “Don’t worry, it’s okay”, while acting seriously like a very considerate boss.
“I would never let my lovely maid work overtime. I will only assign you a task on Friday and then tell you to rest well on the weekend. The work isn’t urgent. Just show it to me before you come to work on Monday.”
When Rita heard this, she felt her blood pressure skyrocket. She narrowed her eyes, smiling with a very kind expression and asked.
“Heh, what did you just say, Rita didn't hear clearly.”
“Uh…”
Liliya looked at Rita and Rod. Although both of them were smiling, the atmosphere felt a little strange.
“Uh… what do you mean by weekend?”
Rod froze for a moment, then slapped his forehead and realized.
Yes, this world has a Megatron-King-named Megatron Calendar, but it doesn't have a week.
“Well, let's set today as Monday. Every seven days is a week. Saturday and Sunday are defined as rest days.”
Their lives in the future will be quite long, and they don’t have to treat people like cattle like in their previous lives.
He was just joking with Rita, and Rod certainly wouldn’t let his loyal girls work that hard.
“Liliya, you are in charge of setting up a shift system. After we have enough staff, we’ll start implementing it officially.”
Liliya really wanted to refuse and say that they didn’t need it, but the king’s orders are absolute.
So, Liliya renamed the two rest days in her heart as Thanksgiving Days, to allow all those who benefited to thank His Majesty’s kindness.
Thus, the tradition of two days off was born in the palace of the most inconspicuous small country in this world.
No one knew that this virtuous king’s etiquette, praised as great and beyond words, originated from Rod’s ridiculous pampering of his maids.