The Male Lead’s Attached Maid Is Too Competent - Chapter 46
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The Male Lead’s Devoted Maid is Too Competent Episode 046
Christen rose from his seat.
People began leaving the conference room one by one.
I was about to stand up as well when Christen called out to me.
“Lady Roella, wait a moment.”
“…Yes, Your Highness.”
Only Christen and I remained in the conference room.
Christen walked toward the window and looked down at the Northern Territory.
He didn’t say anything for a long while. What was he thinking about? His back, which had always seemed broad, now looked small. My heart ached.
“Your Highness?”
I called out cautiously.
“…Lady Roella.”
Christen opened his mouth.
“Aren’t you afraid?”
“Pardon?”
“The Death Knight, I mean. Lady Roella is among those who had contact with Lady Rosette. That means there’s a possibility you’ve been infected.”
Ah.
“I know you’re going around trying to solve the epidemic. But your health is important too.”
Right, it was a problem that could put me in danger as well. Moreover, I had been encountering Lady Rosette almost daily. I shrugged my shoulders.
“If Your Highness the Grand Duke isn’t afraid, then I’m not afraid either.”
Christen turned to look at me. Christen smiled faintly.
“You really are…”
He couldn’t finish his words.
“Always unexpected.”
“…That’s a compliment, right?”
I smiled faintly.
But I could see that Christen’s clenched fists had turned pale. Christen must be just as afraid.
Christen was also facing the epidemic with his bare hands.
I wasn’t alone in confronting this invisible despair.
“Lady Roella.”
Christen placed his hand on my shoulder.
“Promise me that if you show any symptoms, you’ll tell me immediately.”
“…Yes, Your Highness.”
“If there’s anything I can help with, feel free to tell me anything.”
“Yes. I’ll let you know.”
“And.”
Christen’s voice grew lower.
“Please stay safe.”
His eyes were sincere. That warmth almost brought tears to my eyes. Even in this hell, there were still people who cared.
Elisha still sat with an expressionless face.
But her eyes… what was that? Was she excited? There was fear, but there was definitely excitement mixed in as well.
Goosebumps rose all over his body.
That woman…
She definitely knew the cure.
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That night, Elisha was looking out the window from her room.
The streets of the Northern Territory were dark and quiet. Only the street lamp lights glowed dimly, with no people in sight. Fear had consumed the city.
Elisha’s hands trembled.
She hadn’t expected it to be this severe at first. She thought maybe a few dozen people would get sick. Then she could share the cure, save everyone, and become a hero.
But reality was different.
‘I… I killed them…’
Elisha leaned her forehead against the window.
The cold glass cooled her hot skin. But the heat in her chest wouldn’t subside.
‘No…’
She shook her head.
She knew the cure. She could save them.
Elisha recalled her memories from the slums.
She was twelve years old then.
After her parents died, she was cast out onto the streets and desperately tried to survive in the slums. There was no food. She rummaged through trash bins, begged, and sometimes even stole.
Then one day, she met a boy in the same situation.
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She couldn’t remember his name. He probably never told her. In the slums, names didn’t matter.
The two children rummaged through garbage together and endured hunger together.
Then one night, the boy caught something from the sewers.
“It’s a rat.”
The boy said proudly.
“We can eat meat today.”
Elisha refused at first. Eating a rat was unimaginable. But hunger overcame all disgust. As she vomited stomach acid and wiped her sour lips, she thought:
‘It’s better to eat something than to live like this.’
The two children roasted the rat over a fire and ate it. It smelled disgusting, but it could fill their stomachs.
A few days later, the boy started getting sick.
He suffered from high fever, coughed, and vomited blood.
Elisha was frightened. She didn’t know what disease it was, but she could tell it was serious. She could also tell that the boy would die soon.
In this place, if you got sick, you died without exception. Because no one would care for the patients. People would wait for the boy to die and then take everything he had. Even the boy’s soul.
A week later, the boy died.
And Elisha began showing the same symptoms. High fever. Coughing. Her whole body was hot like a fireball.
‘I’m… going to die too…’
Elisha despaired. Now Elisha would end up in the same situation as the boy. She would cough up blood and die. Elisha fled, avoiding people. She didn’t want to suffer the same fate as the boy.
She lay among the garbage pile, waiting for death. Even in the midst of this, she was hungry and thirsty.
But she had no strength to move.
Then, something touched her hand.
It was an old bread piece, covered thick with blue mold. It smelled disgusting.
Under normal circumstances, she wouldn’t have eaten it. But Elisha was dying. If she was going to die anyway, she wanted to at least fill her stomach. She put that bread in her mouth.
It was bitter, disgusting, and made her nauseous.
But she swallowed it. Then her stomach was full. Just that seemed to make Elisha’s misery a little better. Strangely, Elisha didn’t die for a long time.
And a few days later. Miraculously, her fever broke and her coughing stopped.
Strength returned to her body. She could move her fingers and legs, and could stand up again.
Elisha had survived.
That’s when she knew.
That the blue mold had saved her.
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Elisha emerged from her memory. Her eyes, having returned to reality, stared out the window. The Grand Duke’s Castle was in chaos. They would be waiting for salvation.
Elisha gritted her teeth. Now was the time for her to step forward. Elisha smiled a bitter smile. In her imagination, she was already a savior. People were sending praise toward Elisha. This was what Elisha had been waiting for all this time.
She would wait one more week. Elisha hoped the people would crumble a little more. That’s why she set the time frame of one week. It would be the day she became a hero.
Elisha placed her hand on the window. She seemed to see the day when she would become the mistress of this vast Northern Territory.
It seemed as if she could see herself wearing the Grand Duchess Crown reflected in the glass window.
Elisha burst into laughter.
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After Lady Rosette, patients began appearing inside the Grand Duke’s Castle as well.
Three maids, two guards, and the chef in charge of the kitchen. They were all people who had contact with Lady Rosette.
Fear penetrated even inside the castle. Everyone passing through the corridors looked at each other with wary eyes, and whenever someone coughed, everyone froze.
I was managing people with a hood covering my face.
“Move all patients to the annex building, and isolate all those who had contact with them for observation! Serve food separately and separate the tableware too!”
People were moving according to my instructions. Watching this, I too was becoming paralyzed with fear. I couldn’t sleep properly because I had nightmares every night about them dying.
I clutched the hood that was covering my mouth. Is there really no way?
Kill half and save half with a half-baked cure, or just watch like this. No, is this even a problem I can choose?
What if Lady Rosette or someone I know dies?
What is Elisha thinking?
The Grand Duke’s Castle had fallen into chaos. And it seemed this chaos needed to end as quickly as possible. For everyone’s sake.
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