The Obsessive Maniac Is Trying To Confine Me - Chapter 5

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Episode 05

I had only intended to make the maid drop and break the bowl she was holding, but I must have misjudged the force because she tumbled over completely with a loud crash.

“Kyaah!”

I looked at the maid with a sense of dismay.

My conscience was pricking me.

“Oh no! What do I do!”

The maid was flustered as she looked at the broken bowl.

“I’m sorry. Are you okay?”

I put on an apologetic expression, pretending it wasn’t intentional.

In the sense that I hadn’t meant to knock her over this badly, it truly wasn’t intentional.

The maid looked at me resentfully but soon lowered her head.

There were ranks even among maids. Maids who handled all sorts of menial tasks generally had low status.

She was particularly a low-ranking maid who did hard work in the kitchen.

And I belonged to a fairly decent rank among the maids.

“I’m really sorry.”

“I’m fine…”

She brushed off my arm as if she was fine and tried to stand up, but her body swayed.

“…Did you hurt your ankle?”

“…”

“It would be too much for you to work like this.”

I supported her with pitying eyes as she stood up.

“I see you’re carrying bowls, so you work in the kitchen?”

“Yes? Yes!”

“I’ll help you.”

She looked back at me with a bewildered expression. I smiled broadly as if to tell her not to worry.

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“Why did you come?”

When the Head Chef looked at me with a displeased face, I smiled ingratiatingly.

“The maid who was supposed to come got hurt, so I decided to fill in for her.”

“Why?”

“She got hurt because she bumped into me. I felt sorry, so I decided to help.”

The Head Chef stared at me as if looking at a fool at my shameless answer.

I seemed like a strange person to him, but I didn’t mind and started washing dishes.

One of the humiliations Rihardt endured at the Marquis House was ‘meals’.

The dog bowl degraded his dignity, and the food contained ‘berries’.

In the original work, a kitchen maid mixed powdered dried berries into Rihardt’s food at ‘someone’s’ instigation.

The berry’s name was Plaret.

It looked like an ordinary berry on the surface, but it was different for transcendents.

It reacted with transcendent blood and contained components that extremely excited transcendents.

The problem was that no one knew what would happen when a transcendent became excited.

Appetite, sexual desire, murderous urges. It manifested as one of these three desires, and in Rihardt’s case, it was obvious.

Why else would he be called a mad duke?

Naturally, it would be murderous urges.

When you heard this much, it sounded like everyone in this household might be in danger, but that wasn’t actually the case.

With magic restraints binding his body, he couldn’t do anything, and the nature of magic restraints was to reflect back any physical attacks inflicted by others.

That way, Rihardt would continue to suffer alone.

In the original work, those who ordered berries to be put in Rihardt’s meals were revealed later.

The Devil Worshippers.

They were people who extremely despised transcendents and tried to eliminate them.

‘Be grateful to me, Rihardt.’

I saved you.

Of course, I had hindered his escape…

Seeing Rihardt’s leg made my conscience sting, so I decided to provide some convenience while I was serving his meals.

When I roughly finished washing dishes, it was time to bring Rihardt his meal.

The enormous amount of dishes took quite a long time.

‘Let me see if I’ll do this twice.’

From next time, I should come early when the Head Chef starts cooking to monitor whether the menial maid puts medicine in the food.

Actually, volunteering to wash dishes wasn’t the only reason.

“Good work.”

The Head Chef casually spoke to me after seeing I had finished the last plate.

He had also finished preparing Rihardt’s meal.

But today, besides Rihardt’s meal, there was also dessert.

It was unexpected since the Head Chef usually only cared about nutrition and didn’t put much effort into taste.

“Ahem. This is for you to eat.”

“For me?”

“Yes. It’s because I’ve never seen such a foolish maid like you before. Eat it deliciously or don’t.”

It seemed like an insult, but since he was giving me dessert, maybe it wasn’t.

I accepted the dessert he gave me with bewilderment.

“Thank you. I’ll eat it well.”

I smiled brightly and carefully picked up the tray.

It was time to go to Rihardt.

On the way, I didn’t forget to gather ice and thin towels as Emily had advised.

After gathering this and that, I headed to Rihardt’s room.

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Rihardt was trapped in darkness as usual. The underground chamber where no light could seep in was always dark.

He was leaning against the wall with his eyes closed. There was nothing else he could do in his current state.

As he lay there like he was dead, an enchanting fragrance faintly swirled around his nose.

Ah. ‘That maid’ was coming.

His senses had become sensitive from not being able to take magic suppressants.

With his heightened hearing, he could hear the characteristic light footsteps of a maid from far away.

He thought as if entranced.

That he wanted to leave this room and go meet the maid.

It was a thought he would never have had normally, as if he was bewitched by the enchanting fragrance.

Rihardt was a promising talent. He was a transcendent hard to find even if you searched all continents, and possessed uniquely powerful strength even among transcendents.

A transcendent worthy of everyone’s attention.

…At the same time, prey worthy of the ‘Devil Worshippers” attention.

Heretical groups had been deeply rooted in the Empire for a long time.

Especially the Devil Worshippers. They were a group that had brought chaos to the Empire for ages.

The Devil Worshippers didn’t hesitate to commit all sorts of crimes, including sacrificing ordinary people as offerings.

Such a crazy group had a major interest, and that was ‘transcendents’.

Beings blessed by the gods.

More precisely, beings blessed by gods opposed to the god the Devil Worshippers served.

The Devil Worshippers extremely hated transcendents and hunted them down.

Rihardt, who didn’t want to get involved in troublesome matters, hid his identity, but there were still Devil Worshippers who occasionally discovered that he was a transcendent.

From his perspective, it was a very tiresome and exhausting matter.

Rihardt killed all the Devil Worshippers who approached me.

Then one day came.

The Devil Worshippers wove an intricate scheme and dug a trap for Rihardt.

Annoyed by this, Rihardt unleashed his magic power recklessly, thinking to wipe out the Devil Worshippers’ bloodline entirely.

As a result, all the blood in his body boiled, and he had to writhe in intense, burning pain like a madman.

That day was when Rihardt was captured and brought here.

However, Rihardt had no intention of staying quietly imprisoned.

Trapped in This Place, his goal was only one thing: escape.

He planned to use everything he could to escape.

Whether objects, people, or situations.

So he didn’t hesitate to seduce those who served him.

Since they might be useful to him someday, he always tried to leave room for exploitation.

In fact, Rihardt hadn’t done much to the servants. He simply greeted them with a gentle voice and gave them soft smiles.

That was all.

But that alone was enough to enchant those who came to serve him.

This maid was also just one of the passing servants to Rihardt. That’s what he had thought.

Until he caught the ‘scent’ emanating from the maid.

From the maid’s body came an intense fragrance that hadn’t come from the other servants.

The scent was so wickedly alluring it felt like his brain would be pickled by it.

Strangely, even without taking magic suppressants, the pain subsided when he smelled that fragrance.

So he asked impulsively. What perfume she was wearing.

Thinking about it now, it was a ridiculous question.

He didn’t know the maid’s name. It would change soon anyway, and it wasn’t worth remembering.

If he were to remember, it would be as the maid with the intense fragrance, perhaps.

“You’ve come, Maid.”

Rihardt wore his habitually bright smile.

Today too, it was the same damn dog bowl without fail.

Every time he ate from that thing, his pride cracked. But it wasn’t time to reveal this yet.

The maid who spotted him didn’t immediately deliver the meal as usual, but stood blankly in front of the door.

“Maid?”

“Ah, just a moment.”

The maid carefully unfolded a towel. Then from within it emerged something Rihardt had never expected.

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