The Peaceful Life Of A Maid Who Hides Her Power And Enjoys It - Chapter 101

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Chapter 101

“When you cross the final wall and reach the realm of demigod, your soul begins preparing for rebirth as a god. As a slightly higher-dimensional self blooms, it splits into a human self and a divine self.”

The self splits?

Uh, that definitely sounds like a higher-dimensional problem. I can’t understand it at all.

“Put it simply. Does that mean you develop a split personality?”

“Hmm. If you lose the balance between the two selves, it might feel that way.”

Balance again.

“I can’t really imagine it. How do you maintain that balance between selves?”

“When you use divine power, the divine self grows stronger, and when you’re swayed by emotions and instincts, the human self grows stronger. If you properly maintain the balance between them, you can stay on the continent and play the role of a demigod like now.”

In other words, it meant the conflict between reason and emotion.

“What if one side becomes overwhelmingly dominant?”

“You either return to being human, or become a god and depart for distant space.”

“…”

“The sanctuary isn’t revered as a sanctuary for no reason. The ancient earth energy accumulated here has an excellent effect on stabilizing the self. That’s why I deliberately return and stay here once every three years. Does that answer your question?”

Become a god and depart for distant space.

More than any other words, that one phrase lingered particularly long in my ears. I asked back with a slightly anxious feeling.

“Then… you’re in a stable state right now, right?”

“Yes. The current me is close to an extremely balanced ‘demigod.’ I’m not infinitely close to human desires, nor infinitely far from the complete realm of godhood.”

I thought I could now somewhat understand what he was saying.

The reason Lu could maintain a relaxed attitude in any situation.

It wasn’t because of his life experience from living nearly 200 years, nor because he possessed shocking power that would astound everyone. It was simply because he had excellently maintained the balance of his self.

That’s why he was neither excessively passionate nor indifferent. He had nothing he desperately desired and felt neither great happiness nor great sadness.

That was precisely the ‘balance’ that allowed Lu to exist as a demigod.

But questions still remained.

‘The fact that he returned to the sanctuary once every three years… surely means one self had grown too large to control.’

Which self had tried to devour him?

“It’s very fortunate for you. The ‘me’ who is infinitely close to human is extremely… honest about desires.”

Lu, who spoke as if singing, twirled the hair that had fallen down my back.

“Even my current state often feels incomprehensibly foolish. What would I be like when closer to human? Hmm. It’s interesting, but I wouldn’t want to experience it. I dislike weak and ugly things.”

Weak and ugly things.

‘Is he talking about me?’

It was a blunt expression, but I could fully understand it. He was the only human called a god, after all.

‘God.’

A being so great he could pull down meteors from 100 years ago.

If Lu was so magnificent that he could mock time itself. Then…

“Lu.”

“Yeah.”

“Could you save me too?”

Lu’s lips pressed into a straight line.

“I heard from Malicops. With a broken soul, I can’t cross any more walls. He said my body would gradually crumble during my remaining lifespan. With your power, could you…”

“I won’t fix it.”

It was such a firm denial that my heart stung.

It was so resolute that I felt not a trace of embarrassment or disappointment. Lu stared at me with a gaze so clear it made the back of my neck feel cold.

“To revive the dead requires powerful force, and if I exhaust that power, I’d have to leave far away. And I wouldn’t be able to return. For life. Forever. Why should I do that? For whom?”

“…”

“Just for you?”

It was a somewhat agitated reaction, unlike him.

I was merely curious and had no intention of begging for my life. I thought I might have touched something I shouldn’t have…

“Poor Daisy. Give up on that. I need to witness with my own eyes the sight of you growing old and dying.”

What?

Lu snorted with an expression that said it was absurd.

“I’ve watched over you for 14 years, and you think you’ll live happily without me for the rest of your life? By whose permission?”

With those words, I was certain.

Lu was obsessed with me.

However, Lu’s obsession seemed difficult to view as stemming from love. Love? Affection? Could Lu even feel such emotions?

‘Maybe it’s strange to try defining what a god feels with human words in the first place.’

So Lu’s obsession was likely rooted in a sense of responsibility.

[I think Kalerpa is simply keeping his promise to Miss Daisy, nothing more.]

‘In a way, that wasn’t wrong either.’

I felt conflicted emotions.

The emptiness that Lu might never understand my heart until the end. Yet also relief that he still found meaning in our connection.

“Find the remaining legacy of Dian Ket as quickly as possible. If it’s something that guy left behind, it might possess the power to revive the dead.”

“…So Dian Ket really was a demigod too.”

Lu nodded lightly and turned his head toward the wall.

Creak.

A long crack formed in the stone wall, soon creating a huge gap. Two objects flew out from the darkness inside the gap.

One was Dian Ket’s diary that we had stolen from the Royal Treasury. And the other was an old seal.

‘Is that the seal that’s one of the legacies?’

A low laugh could be heard.

“Don’t covet it. I’ll keep this stored in the sanctuary.”

“What? Why?”

“What then? Were you planning to hide it in Weatherwax? Do you think that place is perfectly safe?”

“Well, not exactly, but…”

Crash.

It was a sudden noise. I got down from the altar and turned my head toward the source of the sound.

An old vase sculpture had fallen to the floor and shattered into pieces.

But Lu’s expression was too grim to dismiss it as nothing serious.

“What’s wrong?”

“Danahan’s signal.”

“Who’s Danahan?”

“The butler of my house.”

Ah, so the Assassin Butler’s real name was Danahan? That really doesn’t suit him.

“I told him to send a signal if any serious problems arose at Weatherwax. You go back to Midwintry first, Daisy. I’ll finish the business here, including with Garrosh, then follow.”

If he would look after Andert, I could feel at ease.

“What kind of business?”

Lu, who had restored the vase to its original state with magic, looked back at me and smiled mischievously.

“Secret.”

That damn secret, really.

“Urdr, prepare an airship to travel to Midwintry.”

Lu, who spoke quietly to the air, took my hand again and walked at a quick pace.

When we left the interior of the sanctuary and arrived at the garden full of blooming edelweiss, a medium-sized airship that hadn’t been there before was waiting in the center.

I boarded the white airship with Lu’s escort.

“Um…”

You’ll come back, right? Or will you come back? After my lips trembled rapidly, I finally managed to say one thing.

“Come back.”

Lu, who held eye contact for a long time as if kissing, whispered in a voice only I could hear.

“We’ll see.”

Really, until the very end…

The airship took off. I silently gazed at the sanctuary and Kalerpa growing distant beyond the window.

Lu would return to me.

But when exactly would she return? Tomorrow? In two weeks? In half a year? In a year?

‘…Well, if Lu doesn’t come, there’s always the option of me going to her.’

I rose from the window, leaving behind an indescribable, mysterious emptiness.

I arrived in Midwintry much faster than I had expected.

It took just a little over half a day, and when I emerged from the airport and arrived in front of the Weatherwax Estate, it was midday with the sun high in the sky.

‘Judging by how quiet it is, Jin hasn’t arrived yet.’

Since the Assassin Butler had sent a signal about an urgent matter, I should check what it was about first. After organizing my luggage, of course.

I had definitely returned home with that mindset.

“I’ll be direct, Miss Daisy. This will be a difficult request, but I hope you’ll seriously consider it.”

Even after the Head Maid, who had spotted me, brought out Malicops who had relocated here.

My mind had definitely been full of thoughts about organizing my luggage.

“After you left, I had a deep conversation with Lord Malicops. It was about the survival of our Weatherwax Family.”

It definitely had been…

“I’m not particularly curious, but can’t I put down my luggage first before coming back out?”

“We have determined that the Weatherwax Family is facing an unprecedented crisis. However, unfortunately, the leader who should overcome and guide us through this dangerous time is absent.”

“That’s quite a tragic story. Can’t I put down my luggage first and then come listen?”

“Therefore, Miss Daisy Pager? Please become the new head of the Weatherwax Family.”

“…”

“And we hope you will lead the Weatherwax Family.”

“…”

“…”

“…”

“…Miss Daisy? Are you listening to me?”

Am I listening? Of course I’m listening.

But Head Maid.

“Are you perhaps crazy?”

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