On the morning of their departure, Eleven packed her luggage. It was only a small backpack. She walked toward Sigrid and said shyly, "Hello, Miss Sigrid. My name is Eleven." When Sigrid heard this, she felt her heart tighten for some unknown reason. Eleven was still so young. However, she looked very sensible. She addressed her so politely instead of calling her by her name. Ordinary children would not call her that. Maybe it was because she regarded herself as a servant of the Andrew family. Strictly speaking, the group of children in the Andrew family's training camp were being trained as servants. Sigrid squatted down and caressed Eleven's hair tenderly, asking, "Eleven, you are Tianna's friend, right?" Eleven quickly nodded, "Yes, we 're tablemates. Tianna has been very nice to me." Sigrid smiled, "Since you are Tianna's friend, you shouldn't call me Miss Sigrid. Tianna is my daughter, so you have to call me Aunt Sigrid." Eleven was
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