The Peaceful Life Of A Maid Who Hides Her Power And Enjoys It - Chapter 104

—————
This chapter was translated by Lunox Team. To support us and help keep this series going, visit our website: LunoxScans.com
—————

Chapter 104

“…I’m sorry.”

Tsk tsk. Malicops clicked his tongue briefly and looked at the Head Maid with somewhat pitying eyes. Then he turned his gaze to me.

“As Miss Daisy knows, the former head of Weatherwax was one of Master Dian Ket’s disciples.”

I glanced at the Head Maid.

She showed no particular expression. Since she said she had been deliberating for a whole week, the conversation between Malicops and the Head Maid must have already concluded.

“That’s not all. Weatherwax has deep ties with the Northern Continent. During its 200-year history, there are quite a few records of welcoming Astrosians as mistresses of the house. I thought it would be the most among the Empire’s nobility… but it actually turned out to be second or third most.”

As I listened to Malicops’s calm voice, an unprecedented doubt arose.

Could it be that the Weatherwax Family was a spy family planted by Loqwe?

‘The timeline doesn’t match for that though.’

The Weatherwax Family’s history spans 200 years, while Loqwe was reorganized through a great civil war 150 years ago.

“It was a statistical result that didn’t befit our reputation as Loqwe’s spy family.”

Hmm. So they really were spies. Indeed, reality exceeds imagination.

“It started when the Holy Church took root in the Northern Continent. The need to investigate drug distribution routes arose within Loqwe. They sent spies to the Empire to confirm if it was connected to the Royal Court, and the Weatherwax Family was one of the targets for exploring the Nobility Council.”

Malicops continued while smoothly rubbing the handle of his teacup.

“After the drug incident was settled, the Northern Continent closed its doors to exchange. From that day, Weatherwax completely fell into Loqwe’s grasp and became their eyes watching the Empire. So it wouldn’t be wrong to call them spies… I remember thinking that like it was yesterday.”

Is this old man humor? It’s really irritating though?

I briefly considered whether to shake my fist or not, but decided to give up out of respect for the elderly.

“Stop joking around and tell me the truth, old man.”

Ahem. After a short cough, Malicops spoke.

“It’s true that several families within the Empire were swallowed by Loqwe for political reasons. But the Weatherwax Family is different. They have a different purpose.”

“What purpose?”

“According to what I heard from the former head, Master Dian Ket had been searching for something for a long time. It seems that object belongs to the Empire.”

Dian Ket?

‘That name again? There’s nowhere it doesn’t appear.’

For some reason, I casually touched my left chest.

Maybe because it’s now part of my heart. Every time I heard the name, my feelings became more peculiar.

“Is this object some kind of treasure?”

“No one knows its true nature. The Weatherwax Family has been wandering around searching for that object under Master Dian Ket’s orders for generations. It became muddled when the Mage War broke out though.”

The only relic left by the former head of Weatherwax, the egg.

And Dian Ket.

‘Hmm.’

This is a very familiar combination.

“Old man. You hid an egg in this house. Is that egg related to the object Dian Ket is searching for?”

“…Egg? Ah, Master Dian Ket’s heirloom! Haha, Miss Daisy. Did you find the connection between the two? You’re quite sharp despite how you look, aren’t you?”

Thank you so much for judging me differently from my appearance. But my feelings weren’t very pleasant.

‘What? Then… Dian Ket’s Heirlooms had nothing to do with treatment at all?’

Was it merely a tool needed to find the specific ‘object’ that Dian Ket desired? But there’s too little evidence to be certain here.

“So what is this object you’re looking for?”

The answer to this question came from the Head Maid.

“I don’t know.”

Are you kidding?

“But there are clues. I heard that there are five of Master Dian Ket’s heirlooms in total? We’re thinking of collecting those heirlooms first.”

“Why bother?”

“It may not matter to Miss Daisy, but it’s very meaningful to me. Protecting the family and legacy of my late Previous Baroness. That’s the only reason I remain with the Weatherwax Family.”

“That’s right, Miss Daisy. Didn’t you also confirm other people targeting Master Dian Ket’s heirlooms in Westwintery? We must also prepare our defenses.”

“If we just sit idle like this, they’ll steal the Previous Baroness’s legacy from us.”

“Don’t worry about succession. First, matters like inheritance rights or the kinship relationship between the Pager Family and Weatherwax Family can be manipulated easily. We have professionals who have been active in this area for 150 years.”

That’s quite boastful, grandfather.

“Among those who know our secret, you’re the only talent we can trust and rely on, Dai…”

“Alright, that’s enough.”

The Head Maid closed her mouth at my firm restraint.

I now clearly understand what they want from me.

In summary, they need a noble slave to collect Dian Ket’s heirlooms, don’t they?

Ultimately, to find that ‘object’ Dian Ket is searching for.

“I understand the situation. But I need time. I’m someone with my own personal affairs too.”

Personal affairs, my foot.

‘This is completely beneficial for me.’

Deliberation? Unnecessary. Regrets about being a maid? None. From this very moment, I’m switching my status to Weatherwax Baroness.

The status of a noble belonging to the Nobility Council. Malicops as both an information and money source. The Head Maid and Jin who will handle security for the main base, the Weatherwax Family.

Isn’t this the optimal combination for finding Dian Ket’s heirlooms?

Still, I’ll give my answer tomorrow. Originally, you have to make them sweat a little with these things.

“You’ll need to give a definite answer by tomorrow, Miss Daisy. We have to leave for the Jenail Ducal Residence the day after.”

The Head Maid, who looked up at the already darkened sky beyond the window, asked me a rather belated greeting.

“I don’t see Lu and Jin. Did they leave for somewhere else?”

“They’ll return a bit late.”

“Then it would be difficult to transform into Baroness Grey Weatherwax and visit the Jenail Ducal Residence. Please think carefully about our proposal.”

“I don’t want to though?”

“If you don’t want to, then let’s start preparing dinner.”

With my body still not recovered from travel fatigue, I unpacked and headed straight to the kitchen.

Do I have to taste the Head Maid’s cooking skills again? I desperately missed Lu.

The next afternoon.

Jin returned home a day late.

But her condition was terrible. Her fair face had vivid red scratches and somehow one of her legs seemed to be limping.

Despite that, as soon as she returned home, she started humming (which she never did before) and began organizing dishes. Like someone with a screw loose.

“Why do you look like that?”

“Ah, Senior. It’s nothing much. How could I possibly receive teachings from Kalerpa with an uninjured body? I’ve never encountered such an overwhelmingly strong swordsman in my life except for Duke Berkley Greytown, Duke Jenail, and you, Senior. At first…”

This was the first time I’d seen Jin so excited. So I just listened to her story.

“I really think I made the right choice following you, Senior. Thank you so much for granting my unreasonable request.”

Well, if she’s that happy about it.

“But how did the examination go?”

“I failed.”

“What? How could someone with Senior’s skills…”

“For misconduct.”

“Ah.”

Don’t make that convinced expression. It’s a lie.

After checking Quincey’s letter delivered through Jin (content about not knowing if things were resolved well but to contact him anytime if problems arose), I started my daily routine as a maid again.

Whether the place I briefly left was Westwintery or Astrosah of the Northern Continent. Having returned to Weatherwax, I’m still a maid (who’s going to become the head of Weatherwax).

I have things to do, and as always, there are people around me to share them with. The tranquility that daily life offers was the greatest peace I possessed.

Except for one thing.

“Miss Daisy? There’s exactly one day left. You’ll have to make a decision tomorrow. I hope you’ll make a wise judgment.”

“Hey, maid. Come find me when you have time. I have something to say regarding Berid Ret.”

“Senior. I’m practicing the Demon Leg Iron Technique you showed me before, could you check it once?”

“Big brother! We developed a new menu at our restaurant. It’s a strawberry jam cucumber sandwich and the response is amazing! Please come by later and give us your evaluation!”

“Oh my, Miss Daisy! You went on vacation for the past ten days? Good job, good job. Come visit the market during the day. I promised to have tea with Potato Grandma.”

Except for the fact that it’s damn busy.

‘Damn it.’

Why is it so busy?

I feel like I was just doing my best to find Dian Ket’s heirlooms. Why did so many trivial matters arise?

In the end, I was exhausted in just one day.

Swinging a sword all day is a bit tiring, but dealing with people all day is an extremely exhausting task.

But if there’s something even more difficult than this…

‘Dealing with Raphael tomorrow.’

Sigh.

Thinking about Raphael makes me feel overwhelmed. It was even more so because that clever spy named Deshero was standing by his side.

‘Still, meeting him in my original form would be much better than visiting as Grey Weatherwax.’

Even so, there’s one more thing that bothers me, if I had to mention another.

“If you become known as Andert’s sister, you might receive marriage proposals.”

Hmm.

After thinking for a moment, I stood up from my chair.

And I boldly threw open the door to the Weatherwax Room where the Head Maid and Malicops were having a conversation.

The Head Maid, who had been leisurely drinking tea, was startled and looked at me.

“Miss Daisy? Opening doors so abruptly without even knocking is impolite…”

“I’ll do it.”

“Do what?”

“Weatherwax Baroness.”

Both of their eyes widened. I quickly added my follow-up words.

“But I have conditions.”

—————
This chapter was translated by Lunox Team. To support us and help keep this series going, visit our website: LunoxScans.com
—————