Surviving as the Wife of the Swordsmanship Clan’s Troublemaker - Chapter 33
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Episode 33
“No!”
I didn’t know what she had said, but Geti’s face instantly turned pale.
“It’s fine. I’ll cover this matter on my end.”
Then she tried to leave while stubbornly maintaining her pride.
[Sword Wind.]
Bang-!
“Aaah!!”
Junel played a prank and made her fall before she could leave, but no one went out to help Geti despite the noise.
This time I gave Junel a thumbs up.
[I held back from wanting to beat her up thoroughly!]
Right, right.
We’ll have to see each other’s faces going forward, so that would be too much.
“Young Madam, I apologize for not recognizing you.”
Hotsen removed his chef’s hat and bowed his head.
“Please don’t bow. Please act as you normally do, please.”
I absolutely declined having someone older than me show such courtesy.
That’s why it was comfortable living as a maid – to avoid this.
“I’m sorry too. To think I gave you maid’s clothes without knowing you were the Madam…”
May also changed her speech to formal language.
“I asked the Madam to prepare food for the Young Madam. Please forgive my oversight.”
“I did that because I wanted to. I originally enjoy cooking. I made it with real joy.”
“From now on, I’ll make it myself. Though I’ll miss not being able to work with the Madam…”
Hotsen seemed more regretful than sorry.
“Huh, then we won’t be able to eat the Young Madam’s cooking anymore?”
Then a maid who had been listening nearby spoke up.
“Of course not. How could we ask the Madam to cook for the servants?”
“That’s not it, but… it’s so disappointing. I was really happy these past few days. I even thought it was good that I came to the annex.”
The maids expressed their agreement.
Oh my. Seeing everyone disappointed is making me feel even more disappointed.
“Nothing will change. I’ll continue cooking delicious food for everyone to enjoy.”
“But Young Madam…”
“And I’ll share those recipes with Chef Hotsen too. So you can have delicious food anytime.”
This seemed difficult to refuse, so even Hotsen couldn’t stop me.
Seeing this, the maids also broke into bright smiles.
***
Unlike the warm atmosphere in the annex, the main manor was in chaos due to Helbeorn’s return.
“What do you mean? Holy Knights?”
The Holy Knight Order was a knight order that disappeared hundreds of years ago.
“Well, I’m not certain, but they’re the only ones with that kind of disgusting sword energy.”
“That’s impossible.”
They weren’t knights who served God, but knights who followed a fallen angel.
The angel ‘Johannes’ who called himself a new god to oppose God and brought chaos to the world.
He betrayed God and joined hands with the Demon King to destroy humanity, and the Five Great Families united to seal him in Seraphim’s Paradise, the center of the world.
It had already been centuries since the last Holy Knight who inherited part of his power was executed.
So how could they have encountered the Holy Knight Order?
“Ah, I don’t know. Nilson kept trying to go back to his brother, so I was holding him back, and when I asked some passerby how long it would take to get to the Northern Empire Borderland Castle, he suddenly drew his sword! Damn! I still get angry thinking about it.”
Francesca questioned him with a serious face.
“Not such vague things – was there a mark indicating Holy Knights? Any evidence?”
“I couldn’t tell because he was wearing a robe.”
“Helbeorn! Don’t speak carelessly, speak properly!”
Normally she would have thought Helbeorn was mistaken, but she couldn’t. The returned Helbeorn was covered in wounds with his clothes torn everywhere, and Nilson, whom he carried on his shoulder, was unconscious and covered in blood.
“Just where and who did this to you? Not remnants of the Northern Empire?”
“Mother, I’m an 8-star, you know? Do you think I can’t distinguish between such defeated stragglers?”
Ouch.
The agitated Helbeorn groaned as he grabbed his broken arm.
“What makes you certain they were Holy Knights?”
“I just had a feeling! Don’t you see my broken arm?”
“Not feelings – precise evidence!”
“Ugh! Don’t you care that your son is hurt!”
Francesca became serious. While Helbeorn often talked nonsense, he was always serious when it came to fighting.
“This would be a big problem if it’s true.”
Francesca muttered with dry lips.
“It’s fine. I cut off his head and came back.”
“No.”
This was no ordinary matter.
The very possibility that the Holy Knight Order could be revived was the problem.
“The history books mention over 100,000 Holy Knights, and the emperors of the Four Empires officially announced that they were all executed at the time, but there were also those who preserved their lives and fled.”
“But how are they still alive when they’re not even gods?”
“That’s exactly what I’m saying!”
It was an absurd story.
But Johannes had that kind of power.
Wasn’t that why the entire world united to seal him?
“If this is true by any chance, it would be a worldwide disaster.”
“What, that serious?”
Such strong guys were hiding?
They were monster-like beings that even he, a Sword Master born with Bloodmere’s unique special sword energy, found difficult to handle.
“Where is that woman?”
I need to find out about that woman’s power after all.
To become stronger, to become the world’s strongest knight, I need power beyond that.
“Hallara, you mean that child?”
“Yes. The woman that scoundrel brought.”
Francesca let out a deep sigh. Seeing Helbeorn go to stop Nilson, she thought he had decided to accept the two, but it seemed she was mistaken.
“Ha. Helbeorn, this is your mother’s earnest request. Leave that child and Docheop alone. Let them live quietly together.”
“I’m not interested in that scoundrel. I have business with that woman.”
“She’s going to be your sister-in-law. The servants are watching, so be especially careful with your manner of address. You don’t need to treat her that well, but don’t bother her.”
She meant don’t rush at her threatening to kill her like last time.
Originally, an unborn child could become dangerous even from small accidents.
“No, Mother. I’m the one who almost died because of that woman last time, you know?”
Helbeorn still felt wronged.
“I trust my son. Shopkeeper! I’ll write about this matter in detail, so hurry and prepare to send it to His Imperial Majesty. His Imperial Majesty will investigate for us.”
However, Francesca didn’t listen to Helbeorn’s words and walked toward the desk.
“Damn! That woman is the problem! Everything got twisted because of that woman!”
Only Helbeorn struggled with his injured body.
***
“They’ve all definitely gone crazy together.”
Geti gnawed at her fingernails and let out a frustrated sound.
“Ugh, my back.”
Her back ached from when someone had slammed the door shut earlier and she’d gotten hit.
And her stomach felt upset too.
Now she was stuck working as Hallara’s dedicated maid with no way out.
‘The annex maids acted like they’d definitely torment her together until Hallara came, but they changed their tune as soon as she arrived?’
Even if Hallara had been going around pretending to be a maid, there was no reason to take her side.
“What did that seductress do? It was already strange that she seduced Young Master Docheop despite being a commoner. And Madam too. It’s really weird, isn’t it?”
She must have used some kind of strange magic.
Otherwise, there was no way perfectly normal people would all end up like that.
‘Whatever. I can get rid of her on my own without those girls anyway.’
Whenever a maid she didn’t like came in, Geti would somehow torment them until she drove them out.
Being called the young madam didn’t make any difference.
“I’ll make her cry and beg to be separated from the family.”
***
I enjoyed delicious food thanks to Hotsen’s skilled hands after he recovered. My original plan was to make ‘a celebratory dish for Docheop’s awakening to 4-star,’ but since my identity had been exposed, everyone wouldn’t tolerate me working in the kitchen today, so it couldn’t be helped. Instead, I tasted Hotsen’s cooking.
“As expected, the head chef is different.”
It wasn’t Korean food, but I was treated to exotic cuisine and was on my way back to my room. Today my body felt unusually heavy, so I was thinking of resting a bit.
“Just getting back now?”
Geti was in my room. Despite Hotsen’s criticism, her rude way of speaking remained the same.
My stomach had been pleasantly full and I was in a good mood, but suddenly I felt queasy.
I thought my irritable bowel syndrome had disappeared when I possessed this body, but apparently I brought that along too.
“Yeah. I’m going to sleep, so could you leave?”
I didn’t want to talk long with someone who was hostile toward me either.
I didn’t know what she’d been saying, but as someone who’d endured 10 years of living under my in-laws’ scrutiny, there was no way I wouldn’t know she’d been talking behind my back.
“What are you sleeping for in broad daylight?”
“It’s my choice, isn’t it?”
I was tired from getting up early to take care of the maids’ cooking and Docheop’s meals.
What’s wrong with sleeping a little?
“No. Don’t sleep and read through all these books.”
She placed a box on the table.
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