Instead of My Beloved Sister, I Married a Monster - Chapter 59

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Chapter 59

From the circumstances, it seemed the grandmother had followed the young people with the intention of stopping them from going to Litberg Castle to find work.

The women who had been looking at the old woman with troubled eyes began carefully trying to persuade her.

“It’s not like we’ve committed any crimes, and we came because they said they were looking for workers. Surely nothing bad will happen. That maid girl Hanna has been working there just fine for nearly 20 years without getting fired. It doesn’t seem as dangerous as you’re saying, grandmother.”

“That’s right, Grandmother Marika. You know this too. This time Litberg Castle helped those people who came from Schwaiger.”

Evnia nodded alone as if in agreement.

What Litberg Castle was absolutely lacking was not sacrificial lambs but workers.

In Evnia’s opinion, even if bugs came out of the soup, the people of this castle would probably be too afraid of losing their first chef in hundreds of years to properly complain.

Their employer Ram wasn’t the type to be obsessed with meals, but instead had an exceptionally good stomach.

After all, he had a track record of eating every bit of the mysterious grotesque food that Giyermo had served.

“Let’s say that hero lord is fine, giving you the benefit of the doubt. But is this a place where that person lives alone? There’s a monster here! A very terrifying one at that!”

“Grandmother Marika, I’m telling you the master of Litberg isn’t a monster. You didn’t see him come outside that time, so you wouldn’t know. If you had actually seen his face, you definitely wouldn’t call him a monster.”

“Tsk, who said I was talking about Agrham? I mean that man with colorless hair and blue eyes. That monster who pretends to be human when he’s not even a person!”

Just as Evnia was quietly rolling the word “Monster?” around in her mouth after the old woman’s words.

An answer came from right beside her.

“She’s talking about me.”

Evnia was so startled she nearly sat down right where she stood.

But Giyermo, who had actually startled her, was just calmly standing with his hands behind his back as if he had been standing next to her from the beginning.

He looked down at the main gate with narrowed eyes and said.

“I came out because it was noisy outside, and sure enough, unwelcome guests have arrived.”

Evnia instinctively stepped in front of him.

“No, Lord Giyermo. Those people were formally invited to this castle.”

“Some of them, yes, but that old woman who followed them doesn’t fall under that category, does she?”

She had restrained Giyermo without time to think, but she didn’t know if it was truly a meaningful action.

After all, Giyermo was someone who could accomplish many things without directly laying hands on anything, just like Ram.

Evnia quickly turned her head to check on the visitors’ condition.

Fortunately, nothing unusual seemed to have happened yet, but she ended up making eye contact with the three women who had been looking up at Giyermo and herself.

It seemed the other side had finally noticed their presence due to the clearly increased sounds.

Unlike the women who were exchanging anxious glances, worried that their recent conversation might have been overheard, the old woman was just frozen in place like a stone.

Her face looked as if she had realized that the nightmare she had the night before wasn’t actually a dream.

Her attention was briefly captured by that strange expression, but Giyermo’s voice from behind awakened her dulled senses.

“How unfortunate. If she took just one more step into the castle interior, I could make it so she’d never be able to move her mouth again for the rest of her life. This is why people who follow rules well are troublesome to deal with.”

Even though it was a quiet voice that probably didn’t reach the old woman’s ears, she immediately began running away quickly, leaving behind the women who had come with her.

Evnia watched the old woman’s retreating figure as she desperately ran down the slope, feeling bewildered for a moment.

Eventually, Evnia turned suspicious eyes toward Giyermo and asked.

“…Did you perhaps do something wrong to that person?”

“How unpleasant. Why do you naturally assume I did something wrong?”

Well, if that person had done something wrong, he would have dealt with her long ago and she wouldn’t have been able to live to such an old age…

Evnia could have presented very convincing logic, but the other party didn’t allow her to speak.

Giyermo glared at Evnia reproachfully and then disappeared from right before her eyes.

Anyway, all the troublemakers had disappeared and they could finally conduct what was called an interview, so perhaps she should consider it fortunate.

Evnia let out a small sigh and waved her hand high in greeting toward the applicants who were standing around hesitantly, not knowing what to do.

Hoping that her smile would look harmless enough to offset the confusion from just moments ago.

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The workplace preference of today’s visiting applicants was the kitchen.

The interview consisted of simple Q&A and cooking demonstrations, but since Evnia was essentially just waiting for the moment to tell them they were hired, all procedures proceeded in a very harmonious atmosphere.

The women who had been extremely nervous at first quickly displayed their usual skills once Evnia maintained a warm attitude throughout.

Fortunately, the completed dishes also received favorable reviews.

“Mm, it has the simple taste of home cooking.”

“Try making pancakes too, caw! Try making pancakes too, caw!”

The taste evaluation was handled by Seven and Levi, who had asked Evnia for food the most, also serving as an introduction.

Even in Evnia’s opinion, today’s applicants seemed to have good skills.

They didn’t have experience working in noble families, so they weren’t familiar with high-class recipes, but that was something they could learn gradually.

After finishing a brief explanation of the duties they would handle going forward, Evnia brought up a curiosity she had been suppressing after a moment’s hesitation.

“You don’t have to answer this if it’s uncomfortable. Do you happen to know why the person who was with you earlier ran away?”

Sure enough, it seemed to be a difficult question, as the two women sitting across from Evnia, Silvia and Linda, just smiled awkwardly without saying anything.

They seemed to be taking time because they didn’t know how to start the story, rather than trying to keep any secrets.

Silvia was the first to speak.

“You mean the grandmother who followed us?”

“Yes, I unintentionally overheard what she thinks of our butler. If there’s been a misunderstanding, I’d like to clear it up.”

“Don’t worry about it. It’s just talk that makes sense among the older generation anyway, and our generation doesn’t have much antipathy toward Litberg Castle.”

Her tone suggested that something had indeed happened.

Evnia glanced at Seven’s expression, but he seemed too absorbed in his meal to have any energy to care about Giyermo’s story.

Or maybe he just didn’t want to care.

“Old people are naturally full of worries. It was just something they used to say often since we were children. That Litberg Castle is dangerous so we shouldn’t even go near it. Otherwise the monster would take us away.”

“We thought they meant Lord Agrham, but apparently that wasn’t it. Lord Agrham has very dark black hair.”

Indeed, the grandmother named Marika had very accurately specified the monster’s appearance as a man with colorless hair and blue eyes.

There was only one man with such an appearance in this castle.

And in fact, he was the only one who had committed acts worthy of being called a monster.

“Did our butler perhaps cause casualties…?”

“Well, I’m not really sure about that…”

Just as Silvia was trailing off in response to Evnia’s question.

Linda carefully read the mood and then said.

“She just said that if we ever meet the monster, we should absolutely never make a wish.”

“…A wish?”

Evnia finally felt like she was beginning to understand the true nature of that warning.

It was certain that incidents similar to what Giyermo had done before being captured and brought here had also occurred in this place.

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