The Male Lead’s Attached Maid Is Too Competent - Chapter 9

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The Male Lead’s Devoted Maid is Too Competent Episode 009

A new civil engineering manager came to work at the Grand Duke’s Castle. He was the person in charge selected yesterday after gathering the vassals to hold a Northern Noble Council meeting. He was passionate and sincere, and was an Academy graduate. He had majored in civil engineering, had excellent grades, and had five years of work experience in the Imperial Capital.

This talented individual had returned to his hometown because his parents had fallen ill.

What caught Christen’s eye the most was that there were no Northern Nobles backing him. That’s why Aidan had put him on the candidate list.

“Greetings, Your Grace the Grand Duke. I am Jayman Exla, who will be in charge of civil engineering work starting today. Thank you so much for trusting me and entrusting me with such important work, Your Grace. I will dedicate my body and soul to work from now on!”

Hearing those words gave him a strange sense of déjà vu. He had heard similar words somewhere before…

‘I’ll work like a dog!’

Ah, Roella.

Of course, her expression had been much rougher, but she had said something similar in context. And Roella was doing exactly what she had said.

According to Lady Rosette, there probably wasn’t anyone as skilled as Roella at handling the typewriter.

Her fingers moved as if they were flying over the typewriter, and the speed was truly marvelous.

‘It would have been a disaster if we hadn’t bought it.’

Even Aidan acknowledged it.

As if proving her abilities, Roella had sent ahead the organized work for three months, and it was certainly neat and eye-catching. Moreover, it had concise sentences and clarity that hit the key points precisely.

Even Christen thought that 120 ecra wasn’t the least bit wasteful.

Anyway, if Jayman could demonstrate similar abilities, it would be truly wonderful.

“I look forward to working with you.”

“After hearing yesterday that I was assigned to the work, I went to the site. The most urgent task would be restoring the bridge. I could confirm that traffic was paralyzed due to the collapse of the largest bridge. The merchants were also complaining about the inconvenience. So I prepared a budget plan.”

“Already?”

“Yes!”

Jayman answered energetically and smiled to himself.

Quitting his job in the Imperial Capital had been truly heartbreaking. In the Imperial Capital, Jayman had been recognized for his abilities and was on a roll. He could have been promoted soon, but unfortunately his mother had suffered a stroke and developed paralysis in her right leg, right hand, and facial muscles.

So he had no choice but to quit his job and come to the Northern Territory. It was the strong wish of his mother, who had even done paid sewing to contribute to the household finances in order to send Jayman to study in the capital despite their poor circumstances.

Jayman couldn’t turn away from his mother’s request.

Anyway, so he had found a job in the Northern Territory while feeling devastated.

‘Getting promoted and taking on important positions in this countryside would be easy!’

Moreover, the Grand Duke often left his post due to battles with monsters. According to his preliminary investigation, the Northern Territory’s administration was a complete mess. The stagnant waters were gradually rotting, and thanks to that, the fish in those waters were also withering away.

Standing out in such a situation and becoming the Grand Duke’s right hand?

A path of flowers would open before him. Jayman’s ambition was that great.

“I’ll review it once. I’ll give you an answer by tomorrow.”

“Yes, Your Grace. Then I’ll come see you again tomorrow.”

After Jayman left, Aidan spoke to Christen.

“Young people these days seem to overflow with passion and spirit. Including Miss Roella.”

It seemed Aidan had also thought of Roella when seeing Jayman. Christen, who was looking over the documents, chuckled.

“How about having Miss Roella review these documents?”

“Miss Roella?”

“Yes, Your Highness.”

Aidan smiled mischievously.

“I’m really curious to see how far Miss Roella can go. What do you think?”

Christen glanced at the documents. In fact, there was a mountain of other work that needed to be handled besides this.

Just finding and correcting the mistakes made by his work substitute while he was away was enough to give him a headache.

He had properly learned this time that having a good reputation within the territory didn’t necessarily mean having good abilities.

“Let’s do that. However, just in case, you’ll need to double-check it.”

After saying that, Christen paused for a moment. Now he seemed to be looking forward to it a little. Since it was Roella, who always bounced around in unexpected directions, she might do the same this time.

Jaimen was a man full of ambition. Christen was truly curious about what kind of reaction Roella would show after seeing these documents that Jaimen had prepared.

Lately, he had been growing curious about Roella more frequently. Without even realizing it himself.

Anyway, if Jaimen learned well from Roella, there would be one more talented person to help the Grand Ducal House. Christen was relying on Roella in various ways.

This was also a change that occurred without Christen noticing.

Aidan, who had no idea of Christen’s thoughts, answered lightly.

“Yes, Your Highness. I shall do so.”

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This is the result of 20 years of Hangul Typing.

My short typing speed was around 700 and long typing was around 300. I was raised by my grandmother, and she was a basic livelihood recipient. So I was able to take one after-school class with government support. This is the experience I’ve built up since then.

Seeing my document preparation speed increase exponentially made my heart feel like it could fly.

Knock knock.

At the white hand tapping my desk, I took my hands off the typewriter and looked up.

“Mr. Aidan?”

“Sorry to interrupt when you were concentrating. But His Grace the Grand Duke has given me a task for you.”

“Oh, what is it?”

“Could you check and review these documents?”

What Aidan handed me was a stack of documents about as thick as a pinky finger joint.

“This is a budget plan prepared by the civil engineering manager who started work today. It’s the amounts needed to repair the bridge that collapsed recently. Could you check if there are any errors?”

“Yes! I’ll get it done quickly.”

Being entrusted with this kind of work means my trustworthiness has increased, right? Actually, I’m grateful for it.

After Aidan left, I checked the documents. I could feel a somewhat youthful sensibility, but it was still verbose and inefficient all the same.

Tsk, it would be faster to write this from scratch than to look at this.

Moreover, thanks to the printing house printing and delivering charts this morning, my work speed had improved even more. I confidently picked up my fountain pen.

It was the business fountain pen that the shop owner had praised extensively.

His attitude had completely changed after I bought the typewriter. Indeed, the power of capitalism.

I began rewriting the documents, using ink and fountain pen generously.

The volume wasn’t that much, so there was no burden. Ugh, this part is wrong. If you do it this way, it’s grounds for a reprimand. This person should be grateful to me.

But wait, isn’t this a bit strange?

“Um, Lady Rosette.”

“Please speak, Miss Roella.”

“Here. This seems a bit strange. Why are they spreading dirt on a bridge that’s already completed?”

“It’s to make it easier for carriages to roll around.”

“Hmm….”

“Is something strange about it?”

Cost reduction, perhaps? It would be much better to lay stones instead. Recalling memories of going out before, the streets looked underdeveloped, probably because it’s based on medieval times. I also remembered that the roads weren’t properly maintained.

Is this worldview like that overall? I wouldn’t know since I haven’t been to the capital.

I took out memo paper and wrote down a few words. They wouldn’t get angry just for giving an opinion, right?

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