The Male Lead’s Attached Maid Is Too Competent - Chapter 42

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The Male Lead’s Devoted Maid is Too Competent Episode 042

A few days later, the front gate of the Grand Duke’s Castle was unusually noisy.

Christen stood by the office window, looking down at the commotion beyond the glass. Stopped among the guards was the carriage of someone unworthy.

Rentro tumbled out of the carriage and grabbed the iron bars with his pale, ashen face, shaking the gate. The knights standing guard tried to restrain him, but Rentro was unreasonable.

“Open the gate! Right now!”

Rentro’s hysterical and sharp voice echoed all the way inside the Grand Duke’s Castle. Rentro’s pupils were dilated wide as if terrified.

“There’s a plague spreading! It’s dangerous outside! Please, open the gate! Do you want to watch me die!”

Christen looked down from the window and coldly gave orders to Aidan.

“Let that man inside, but don’t let him pass the main entrance. I’ll go down myself.”

“Your Highness, are you sure you want to let him inside the Grand Duke’s Castle?”

Aidan asked in surprise at his words.

“Yes.”

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I followed Christen downstairs. Elisha and Aidan came along too. As we entered the garden, we first heard Rentro’s rough breathing as he panted angrily. His face was twisted with rage, looking like he might explode at any moment.

“Ptui!”

Rentro spat at Christen. The spit just fell to the ground and spread pathetically, unable to reach even the hem of his clothes.

“My Father must be cursing you from hell! You filthy bastard! I can’t believe someone like you is the master of Acrasia! You blind fool who can’t even recognize your own bloodline!”

Rentro charged at Christen, but Christen subdued Rentro with just one finger. Rentro, whose forehead was pushed back and who tumbled to the ground, struck the floor with his hand as if frustrated.

“Oh my! Ancestors! Forefathers of Acrasia! Did you see this! This damned bastard treats his brother like this! He tells me to get out whether I die outside or not!”

Christen let out a bitter laugh.

“Shut up.”

At Christen’s single word, Rentro’s speech was cut off, and a hiccupping sound echoed. Just tolerating Rentro’s nonsense until now was already a lot of effort on Christen’s part.

Christen’s voice had sunk so low that even I shrank back.

“Acrasia’s bloodline?”

Christen slowly approached Rentro and asked coldly.

“Do you remember what your Father did?”

Rentro’s face became even paler.

“The son of such a man dares to come here and speak of Acrasia’s bloodline?”

Rentro stepped backward. Rentro looked around. But realizing there was no one here to help him, he suddenly fell to his knees.

“…There’s a plague spreading, brother. Just let me stay here!”

How pathetic.

Christen looked down at him with cold eyes and declared icily.

“I’ll give you the gardener’s quarters.”

“The gardener’s quarters!”

Rentro shouted that it was ridiculous.

What? He wants free room and board but he’s picky about the sleeping arrangements? Wow, he’s really thick-skinned. That’s why someone like him plays the villain in novels.

Rentro’s gaze turned toward me. He seemed to hope I would do something for him. I shrugged my shoulders and shook my head.

Rentro trembled and gritted his teeth.

“H-how am I supposed to live in such a place!”

“If you don’t like that either, then leave. I honestly don’t care if you die out there being gnawed to death by rats. Didn’t you say it yourself? That I’m a blind fool who can’t even recognize blood relations.”

At Christen’s mockery, Rentro clenched his mouth shut and breathed roughly. He seemed to realize that even though he didn’t like it, there was nothing more he could gain here.

Christen turned his head to look for Lady Rosette.

“Lady Rosette, escort that man to the gardener’s quarters. And don’t let him set foot inside the manor. If he enters without permission, cut off his ankles.”

“Yes, Your Grace.”

Christen turned his back without any lingering attachment.

Wow, really decisive. Yes. The male protagonist should have that kind of edge too.

I glanced at Rentro. Rentro’s shoulders were shaking as he hunched over.

What, is he crying? How ridiculous.

Prince Chase, who had been standing in front of the main entrance, stopped Christen as he was entering the manor.

“Isn’t that too harsh?”

“It’s a family matter.”

Christen coldly brushed off his hand.

“If Your Highness is also afraid of the Northern Territory’s situation, you’re free to return.”

“Whoa. I’ll pass on getting caught in the crossfire. I’m just starting to find this interesting.”

An epidemic… is interesting? This is another novel kind of lunatic. I secretly shook my head.

But the moment I noticed Prince Chase looking at me with eyes full of interest, goosebumps spread all over my body. What, why is he looking at me like that? Don’t look at me.

“Let’s have a chat.”

“…Me?”

“Grand Duke Christen. I have a few things I’d like to ask your aide. Could I borrow her for a moment?”

Christen’s eyebrows twitched.

“…She is a person, not an object, Your Highness.”

“Right. But you’re still her master, aren’t you.”

“Employer.”

“Right. Same difference.”

He’s someone you can’t reason with. Christen let out a deep sigh with a tired expression. He looked at me with worried eyes.

I’m fine. Only after I nodded did Christen agree.

“Yes, I’m fine.”

Chase smiled brightly.

The place Prince Chase took me to was a small reception room in the Grand Duke’s Castle, where you could see the Northern Territory’s landscape at a glance.

Normally it would have been a lively scene, but now the streets were completely empty. The fear of the epidemic had locked people inside their homes.

Chase sat on the sofa and gestured for me to sit as well. He acted as if he were the master of this place. How can he be so brazen?

I carefully took a seat across from him. As far away as possible.

“Sit comfortably. I’m not trying to interrogate you.”

Chase said with a smile. But his gaze was sharp. I couldn’t tell what was hidden behind that smile, so my fear didn’t disappear.

Chase leaned back on the sofa and stared at me intently.

“First, about the quarry business. Did Miss Roella really plan that?”

“Yes, that’s correct.”

“Hmm. How did you come up with such an idea? Everyone knew there was a lot of marble in the Northern Territory, but no one thought to turn it into a business.”

I took a moment to gather my thoughts. Why is he asking about something like this?

“I discovered it while investigating the Northern Territory’s resources. So I made a proposal, and His Grace the Grand Duke accepted it.”

“What was the process like?”

“Finding quarrying technicians, securing transportation routes, finding business partners… Do I need to tell you more?”

Chase nodded.

“No, I was just wondering if Miss Roella really did all that. But how were you able to accomplish such things?”

“No. I learned as I went.”

“Learned as you went?”

Chase’s eyebrows rose.

“Not everyone does as well as Miss Roella just by learning.”

He slowly smiled. A chill ran down my spine. Why are you looking at me so hungrily…? Could you please put away those strange eyes?

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