The Male Lead’s Attached Maid Is Too Competent - Chapter 13
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The Male Lead’s Devoted Maid is Too Competent Episode 013
Throughout the weekend, Christen and Aidan met with Merchant Guild Leaders to ask about industry trends. They were able to hear that demand for stones was definitely increasing. The trend that started in the Capital was spreading.
They even visited the Quarry to check the current situation with their own eyes. Fortunately, the reserves were sufficient since the recession had come not long after they started quarrying.
“It’s the wave that Miss Roella stirred up.”
That was exactly right. Christen, who had been leaning his head against the Bathtub, narrowed his eyes.
Jayman, who came from the Capital, also highly praised Roella’s abilities.
‘With Miss Roella’s abilities, she wouldn’t fall behind even in the Capital. I saw it directly, and among Typist Skills users, there are few who are that skilled. Moreover, her Document Analysis ability is excellent and she reads trends well too…! She’s a blessing for the Northern Territory.’
Throughout today’s meeting, Roella’s name was mentioned so much that all the Northern Nobles seemed curious about Roella.
Christen chuckled. Roella was intervening in his life in ways he had never imagined.
‘I only expected her Compatibility Ability.’
It was surprising. Christen got up from the Bathtub. He was deeply curious about what Roella would look like today. It was only 9 o’clock.
She might be sleeping in his Bed like yesterday. Christen unconsciously let out a short laugh.
He had never seen such a bold and carefree person in his entire life. But Roella’s carefreeness seemed to be contagious even to Christen.
Seeing how he felt like everything would go well.
Christen put on his Pajamas and tied his Robe. Now it was time to sleep. How could he look forward to this time so much?
However, Christen was startled as soon as he entered his Bedroom.
Because Roella was hanging her head low. The strong knight’s heart beat hard. What a sight, with her long hair hanging down limply. Was she greeting someone with the top of her head? Why?
“Did something drop on the ground?”
It was a reasonable suspicion.
Roella gritted her teeth and said.
“I’m sorry, Your Grace!”
Roella had decided to confess and seek redemption. She judged that this was much better than being fired and kicked out.
“What for?”
“…I dared to invade Your Grace’s Bed. I absolutely shouldn’t have done that…! It will never happen again! Please forgive me!”
She was even solemn about it.
“Ah.”
Christen narrowed his eyes and smiled. It seemed Roella had been keeping in her heart what he thought nothing of.
Roella’s eyes were trembling as she lifted her head.
As if she was frightened.
Getting scared over something like this. She had shown such bold behavior until now? Fearlessly holding his hand, sleeping by his side. Fearlessly opening her eyes wide and meeting his gaze.
Fearlessly invading his life.
And now?
Christen ran his hand through his hair and spoke. His voice was mixed with plenty of amusement.
“If you’re sorry, then have a meal with me.”
“Pardon?”
What meal? Roella blinked. Christen gestured toward the sofa with his chin.
“I couldn’t eat dinner, you see. I was asking if you could wait until I finish my meal.”
“Ah.”
Roella smiled brightly. Then she gave a thumbs up.
“For stressful Mondays, late-night snacks are definitely the best! What should I prepare?”
Christen burst into laughter without realizing it. Her ability to make people laugh seemed to be getting more excellent by the day.
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La la.
Yesterday I had a pleasant late-night snack time with Christen. That was probably a signal that he would forget about me sleeping in his bed, right? If there’s any loyalty regarding the sandwich and roasted turkey we shared yesterday, he’ll definitely do that for me.
So I was able to start the day in much better condition than yesterday.
Time really flew by quickly.
Aidan and Christen seemed really busy with the work of maintaining bridges and roads, and thanks to that, I was able to do my work leisurely.
Before I knew it, the 6 weeks that seemed like they would never end were coming to a close.
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“Huh, she really pulled it off.”
He thought there would be nothing left to surprise him about Roella after being this amazed, but that wasn’t the case. Roella continued to constantly amaze them. She had completely organized 3 years’ worth of ledgers in exactly the 6 weeks she had promised.
“Indeed.”
Christen let out a laugh. Now Roella’s miraculous work abilities and the occasional eccentric behaviors she showed had become familiar rather than strange.
No, he had gotten used to them.
He was even developing a strange belief that if it was Roella, she could accomplish anything.
During this time, Christen had become someone who often ate late-night snacks(?) with Roella. Since he often skipped meals while performing his busy duties, he ended up eating late dinners with Roella each time.
The beginning of that was probably the sandwich and roasted turkey.
It was a small, trivial beginning.
Roasted turkey was one of the dishes that the Grand Duke’s Head Chef was most confident about. That’s why it appeared on the dining table frequently.
Warmly roasted turkey often appeared for late dinners as well.
It was probably because it digested faster than other meats and was a dish he was confident in. What made that ordinary roasted turkey special was none other than Roella.
It was yesterday.
‘Keup! Tearing into poultry legs makes me crave beer, you know? I really tried to hold back, but I can’t stand it. Does Your Grace the Grand Duke not like beer?’
For Roella, who was calling for beer with sparkling eyes, Christen also drank beer for the first time in a long while. Lady Rosette was surprised that Christen, who usually didn’t seek alcohol, was asking for it, but she quickly prepared it.
So yesterday, for the first time, he drank beer alone with Roella. Actually, he had stayed away from alcohol for a long time following his personal physician’s warning that drinking could worsen his magic power addiction symptoms.
But it was fine because he was with Roella. Just being by her side made his body feel comfortable.
Roella quite enjoyed drinking.
‘Keuu! This is killer. Right?’
‘What do you mean killer?’
‘Ah. I meant it’s really delicious. Are you okay too, Your Grace? Poultry legs and chicken are perfect partners. I used to eat this often before.’
‘…They do seem to go well together indeed. I’m not usually one to enjoy alcohol, so this is my first time eating like this together.’
‘Oh my, you’ve been living without knowing one of the world’s delicacies. You’ll know from now on. Shall we toast?’
Roella, who had been grinning with beer foam on her lips, was certainly completely different from the countless noble ladies he had encountered. Most noble ladies were prim and only tried to show their pretty side.
Given Christen’s age and his title, there were many who coveted the position of Grand Duchess.
Nevertheless, the reason he hadn’t married until now was Christen’s own will.
It wasn’t for any particular reason. He simply didn’t feel inclined to do so. If an heir was needed, he could choose one of his relatives’ children and adopt them. He had thought it would be good if the child with the most outstanding temperament and skill with the sword became his successor.
On a more fundamental level, he didn’t want to have children.
A child who inherited direct bloodline would inevitably inherit his suffering as well. Christen knew that pain better than anyone, so he didn’t want to pass on the cursed blood.
Some might call Dragon Magic a blessing, but from the perspective of the vessel that contained it, it was nothing short of a curse. Even if you asked the Grand Dukes who died young, they would probably give the same answer.
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Anneflower
I imagined the scene in k-drama when they drink a beer 😂