The Male Lead’s Attached Maid Is Too Competent - Chapter 50

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The Male Lead’s Devoted Maid is Too Competent Episode 050

From that day, the work began.

Christen commanded directly, and I stayed by his side like a shadow. People began searching for and cultivating blue mold. And they started the process of boiling spring herbs whole and drying them.

Time began to flow quickly.

Three days later, the mold had grown.

A week later, the first antibiotic was created. It was a shortcut toward hope.

With the completed cure in hand, we all headed to the isolation ward together. Preparing for any possible situation, we covered our faces with hoods and breathed out as slowly as possible.

First, we administered the cure to Lady Rosette. Then we gave the medicine to everyone in the isolation ward.

Now all that remained was waiting.

I approached Lady Rosette and grasped her hand tightly. Then I whispered to Lady Rosette, who couldn’t open her eyes due to high fever.

“…You must hold on, my lady. You cannot leave like this.”

I felt as if her dry, withered hand was grasping mine back. I thought that might be Lady Rosette’s answer. It might have been my imagination, but I wanted to believe it was real.

* * *

Six hours later.

The first to regain consciousness was the young gardener. The gardener who had regained consciousness after three days barely opened his dim eyes and spoke while letting out a dry cough.

“…Water… some water…”

The people who couldn’t bear to leave and had been waiting outside the isolation ward rushed inside. They held their breath and waited until the doctor examined the man. I did the same.

“It’s a miracle!”

The doctors cheered. The effect had appeared. The fever had broken and consciousness had returned. The doctor who poured water into the man’s mouth was crying. Actually, I felt like crying too, so I rubbed my stinging nose. Thank goodness. The things I remembered were correct.

If even a little had been wrong, the medicine would have been ineffective.

When I first read the original work and was comparing it to the Black Death, I thought it was pointless. But I guess knowing anything can be helpful at times like this.

And Christen’s shoulders, standing in front of me, were trembling slightly too.

Christen must have suffered the most mentally. It was the same in the original work. He believed this happened because he was inadequate. So he couldn’t sleep for even a single day until the cure was completed. I carefully placed my hand on his arm.

Christen’s eyes were red when he glanced back.

Christen looked at my hand and then raised his head. Christen removed my hand that was gripping his arm and intertwined his fingers between mine. Our two hands were firmly entwined.

Hand… we held hands.

I wiggled my fingers at the sudden contact, but Christen caught them again. I swallowed and raised my head. Christen was looking ahead. As if nothing had happened.

But only I could see that the nape of his neck had turned red.

My heart fluttered, so I bit my lips tightly.

* * *

From that day, the Grand Duke’s Castle became a pharmaceutical factory. People worked day and night. The cure was distributed throughout the entire Northern Territory. And the patients in the Grand Duke’s Castle began recovering one by one.

After a week passed, the number of patients decreased dramatically.

The knight of death had been defeated.

And finally, Lady Rosette was discharged. She was the last patient.

On the day Lady Rosette walked out of the isolation ward, the entire Grand Duke’s Castle was in an uproar.

“The lady is coming out!”

“Really? She’s completely recovered?”

The maids whispered in the corridor. Everyone cheered at the news of her recovery.

I wasn’t much different, waiting at the entrance of the isolation ward. My palms were sweating. I didn’t know why I was so nervous.

After a while, the door opened.

Lady Rosette walked out perfectly fine on her own two legs.

Her face was still a little pale, but her eyes were as clear as before. Her upright posture and gait as she walked out still carried the dignity befitting the head administrator of the Grand Duke’s Castle.

“Lady Rosette!”

I ran over and supported her.

“Please walk slowly. You haven’t completely recovered yet.”

“I’m fine, Lady Roella.”

Lady Rosette smiled. Though she was thinner than before, how fortunate it was to see this smiling face. The fact that Lady Rosette was alive eased my guilt, even if just a little.

“I lived thanks to you.”

“No. What I did was…”

“You saved my life. The cure—you found it, didn’t you, Lady Roella?”

Lady Rosette gripped my hand tightly. She spoke in a voice only I could hear.

“Thank you, Lady Roella. Truly.”

I didn’t deny it anymore. Even if Lady Rosette knew that fact, it didn’t seem like she would put me in danger.

My eyes welled up with tears. My chest felt heavy at the thought that I had almost lost Lady Rosette.

* * *

Lady Rosette had completely recovered.

As soon as she recovered, she began working again.

Indeed, a workaholic is a workaholic wherever they go.

However, Christen decided to give Lady Rosette a vacation this time. His opinion was that she needed to rest more.

“Lady Rosette.”

He called Lady Rosette to his office. Aidan and I were also present.

“I think it’s time for you to take that planned vacation. I’m so grateful. I wonder if this happened because I didn’t let you rest.”

“Your Highness, but the Grand Duke’s Castle still needs me. Many things fell into disorder during my absence. If I leave now, I’ll feel uncomfortable.”

“It’s an order. I’m truly happy that you recovered safely. And I don’t want to experience such a thing again. You need rest now.”

Christen’s voice carried an irrefutable force.

“You’ve worked for the Grand Ducal House for decades without resting even once. Now it’s time to rest. Don’t make me out to be such a bad person.”

“But the castle management…”

“How about having Lady Roella take over temporarily?”

I widened my eyes, not expecting my name to come up there. The gazes of Christen, Aidan, and Lady Rosette turned toward me.

“M-me?”

“That’s right.”

Christen nodded.

“I haven’t seen anyone as capable as Lady Roella. And Lady Rosette trusts you too, doesn’t she?”

Lady Rosette didn’t deny Christen’s words and looked at me. Rather, she smiled warmly and even encouraged Christen.

“I think so too. Lady Roella can definitely handle it. I’ll hand over everything to her before I leave.”

“But….”

I was flustered. Managing the entire Grand Duke’s Castle? Wasn’t I just an aide? I gulped nervously. Of course, it would be easier than fighting the epidemic.

And if not me, then who else would do it? Come to think of it, there really wasn’t any other choice.

There couldn’t possibly be anyone in the Grand Ducal House competent enough to replace Lady Rosette. And it would be even worse to interfere with Lady Rosette’s vacation.

“…I understand.”

I had no choice but to nod. And I was also in complete agreement that Lady Rosette should rest.

“Instead, I’ll double your salary until Lady Rosette returns.”

Those were words that made my eyes light up. I raised my head and stared at Christen. All my motivation had just been revived. Energy surged through me as if I’d taken arginine.

“After taxes, of course.”

“I’ll work like a dog, Your Highness!”

I gave him a thumbs up. Christen was a truly excellent boss.

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