I Am a Duke Servant

It has been two years since I was sent to this world. My parents work as a servant for a duke. We lived in a small house near the Duke's mansion. They noticed that I never cried unless I need to. They put me to sleep and left the house.

This town's name was Grasswall. The origin of the name was from the fact that the town was surrounded by grassland. It's under the jurisdiction of

The Soniel Kingdom. Duke Alex was governing this town.

During the day when they leave the house, I always exercise myself by doing a push-up, sit-up, etc. I do this because I still have the minds of a military veteran.

Apparently there was some unknown passive spell that someone planted in me that prevent irrepairable body damage.

My curiosity made me trained magic in my free time. I discovered magic like [Ignite] ,[Aqua] ,[Glow], and [Ultimate Appraisal]. This was mainly because I spend my time mostly reading the spellbook in my free time.

[Ignite] is a spell that makes the user create some sort kind of fireball in the user's hand. From my experience, the shape of fire depends on user thought. So instead of making a fire, I accidentally made flamethrower flames. That's how I discover the next spell.

[Aqua] is a spell that creates water blob at the user's hands. The mechanic is the same as fireball; it uses user thought. Because of the fire, I imagine water coming from a fire hose. It extinguished the fire, but also the flame from the lantern.

[Glow] is a low tiered spell; it merely just create lights. The mechanic is the same as the others. Because I was pissed off, I thought about flashbang for an instant. Well, that didn't go well. I had temporary blindness.

[Ultimate Appraisal], I get it the other day when I chugged down a cyanide poison mistaking it for water. Well, that was a close call.

Today, I had my birthday. My parents didn't buy me a cake, but they brought me an invitation to the duke's mansion itself. On the table there were meat and some red wine, in the middle, there was a chandelier. My father was still wearing his butler outfit, and my mother was still wearing her maid outfit.

"My son has grown up," My father said proudly.

"From tomorrow and forward you will be working for the daughter of the duke," my mom said.

"I understood," I told them.

"Are you a third-year old?" My father asked.

"Yes, I am," I answered.

"Well, whatever happens, you're still our son," Elena said.

"Thank you, mother," I answered.

"Aren't you going to thanks me?" My father said jealously.

"Thank you, father, you're the best," I praised him.

My father laughed at his victory against my mother, "That's my son."

Tomorrow is going to be an exciting day. I wondered what the duke look like. I hardly could sleep because of the excitement.

"Wilson, Wilson, wake up. This is your big day," Elena said.

"What is the situation colonel? The airbase is under attack?" I said.

"Wake up, Wilson!" My mother shouted.

"What in the gods name? Oh hi mother," I said.

"What kind of nonsense did you spill?" She asked.

"Ahh nothing," I said.

"Well, take a bath then dress up!" She told me.

By the meaning of taking a bath, it doesn't even mean close to the real meaning. I will call it to wipe your body with a wet cloth.

She took off my shirt then started to rub her smooth hands onto my body. She wiped the cloth very gently to my entire body.

She dressed me up, similar to my father's clothing, the butler outfit. A white shirt and long black trousers combined with a black jacket and black shoes. She combed my hair, so the hair covers my horn.

We walked to the duke's mansion. A concrete wall surrounded the mansion. The mansion was a large three-floor house with a garden that bigger than my house. The bodyguard in his shining armor greeted me.

In the garden, I saw the garden filled with flower and three-figure. An aqua haired women with blue eyes, A handsome stiff man with black eyes, and A grey-haired girl with grey eyes.

"Wilson, this is Sir Alex and Madam Julia. This girl that has the same age as you are Maria," My father said.

I immediately bowed, "Nice to meet you, young madam," I said.

"Are you sure your son is three years old? He is too polite for his age," Sir Alex said.

"I'm sure that my age is three years old, your grace," I bowed down to him.

"From this point, you are my daughter personal servant," Sir Alex said.

"It's a pleasure for me," I said.

"Hey, Maria, introduce yourself!" He shouted.

Damn, is noble has a high standard? He is too strict to a girl at her age; it's just too rude.

"My name is Maria..... Nice to meet you, Wilson," she said shyly.

"I hope we can get along well," I said.