The Peaceful Life Of A Maid Who Hides Her Power And Enjoys It - Chapter 105

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Chapter 105

“Please speak. I’ll listen to the best of my ability…”

“I am the head of the Weatherwax family. I’ll do my best to find Dian Ket’s heirlooms as you both wish. In return, you two must also serve me as your lord.”

I settled into the third chair and looked at the two people in turn.

“Head Maid, your master is now me, not the former head.”

“…”

“And the person you should serve as your top priority should be me, not Kalerpa, old man.”

This was a kind of warning.

“This isn’t a transaction for mutual benefit, but means you must completely accept me as the master of the Weatherwax family. As a relationship of absolute obedience.”

Malicops couldn’t easily open his mouth.

However, the Head Maid only showed a bewildered look for a brief moment, then soon nodded firmly with a determined face.

“Good. This is actually what I wanted. If Miss Daisy will fulfill her responsibilities as the head of Weatherwax, I will also serve you as my complete master.”

“What about you, old man?”

Malicops’ eyes darkened. His face was caught in complex calculations.

“…Miss Daisy, you granted Renya’s request while I was unconscious.”

It was already a story from over two weeks ago.

“I was very surprised after regaining consciousness. To think you would grant the request of a child you’d only seen for about a day without hesitation. Your abilities were also shocking in many ways. I heard you fled from Garoush Berkleygraton of the Berkley-Greytown family?”

I could let other parts slide, but I couldn’t let this part pass nicely.

“Wrong. I didn’t flee, I was beating him up and then stopped.”

“Either way, the fact that you’re that strong doesn’t change.”

“I said you’re wrong?”

“Actually, I find it difficult to accept you as my lord. No matter how much you’ve come down to the Empire, you’re already someone who has joined Rogue, and you’re receiving a lot of help through those connections knowingly or unknowingly. This is a matter of my own integrity.”

“So you’re refusing?”

“If you don’t mind, I’d like to propose something in a slightly different direction. I’m not your servant, but a guar…”

“What?”

“Guar…”

“What?”

“Guar, guardian…”

Perhaps frustrated with Malicops’ hesitation, the Head Maid suddenly interrupted.

“Why are you hesitating so much? You’re trying to say you’ll become a guardian, aren’t you?”

“…Guardian?”

Suddenly? Malicops looked at the Head Maid with an even more complicated expression, then looked at me.

“Ahem! It’s not a grand meaning. Don’t I know about Miss Daisy’s soul state? It’s a proposal to help as an adult, at least while you’re alive.”

“Are you saying you’ll become my father or grandfather?”

“Not quite. Being an elder of the Weatherwax family would be sufficient. Also, if I introduce you to Rogue as my disciple, you could gain various convenient benefits. Even though I’m quite old, I have considerable influence among the Rogue forces scattered throughout the Empire.”

It was goodwill that had no loss for me.

‘Even though our first meeting was a bit strange, he seems to care quite a bit.’

It seemed I had gained great favor by collecting Dian Ket’s diary.

“Fine. Let’s do that.”

“Thank you. I absolutely won’t disappoint you.”

Now things were roughly settled.

The Head Maid and I have a master-servant relationship, and Malicops and I… if we’re being precise, it’s something like a father-daughter relationship?

“But how do we prove the master-servant relationship? Should we make a vow or…”

At that moment, the closed door burst open and a silver-haired doll popped out.

“Blood oath.”

“Huh.”

Clatter, the chair was pushed back. The Head Maid, who had jumped up in a clearly suspicious posture, widened her eyes and shouted.

“You, you startled me!”

“I think you could share a blood oath here.”

“Miss Jin? How did you…”

“Since the three of you were having a secret conversation excluding only me, I came in to see.”

There was a subtle hurt in her cool voice. Hmm, she had reason to feel hurt.

The Head Maid approached Jin with a relieved face.

“I see. I’m sorry, but we’re currently having an important conversation, so could you please step out for a moment…”

“I’ll share it too.”

“…Share what?”

“The blood oath.”

No wavering could be felt in Jin’s eyes as she spoke again. Her tone was so matter-of-fact that anyone watching would think Jin had also been attending this meeting.

Blood oath.

This ominously named magic was part of oath magic.

However, unlike existing oath magic, it was closer to a mutually equal oath rather than one-sided.

Sharing each other’s secrets or shameful parts to bind them with an oath, promising to live as eternal friends, family, or lovers.

If one side betrayed, their soul wouldn’t be destroyed. However, since a mark would remain on one body part until death, one had to be extremely careful.

“I know you find me untrustworthy. But the oath of Duke Berkley Greytown engraved on my arm has nothing to do with the Weatherwax family.”

“Miss Jin.”

Jin looked straight into my eyes, not the Head Maid’s, and said.

“Please let me assist you, Senior.”

Assist?

‘If it’s assistance… it would be like the relationship between Raphael and Deshero.’

Oh, this. I’m not very attracted to this idea.

Doesn’t this mean a new nagging machine would appear next to the Head Maid? I’d rather just live as a disciple…

While I was deep in thought, Malicops casually asked Jin.

“Rather than that, I’m curious about why you want to bind yourself to the Weatherwax family. What could a young and capable inspector be lacking that she’d want to become Miss Daisy’s assistant?”

Jin, who had closed her mouth for a moment to organize her thoughts, answered.

“I am… an orphan. I have no parents or siblings. No friends either. If Weatherwax doesn’t accept me, all that’s left is to be thrown onto the streets and starve to death day by day.”

There it was. The technique of stimulating the other party’s sympathy and guilt.

True to being the strongest conversational technique on earth, the effect was excellent. Pity appeared in the eyes of the old man who had tasted all the bitter flavors of the world.

“Well, of course. I heard you had no relatives, but…”

“Fine.”

When I nodded roughly, the Head Maid looked at me in shock.

“Miss Daisy! This isn’t something to decide hastily!”

“I’ve already accepted Jin as my disciple. It’s an even closer relationship than some assistant. And I’m the viscount, Head Maid. Not you.”

At the brief warning, the Head Maid’s lips pursed.

I drew Jin to my side and, with the round table in the center, demanded of the Head Maid.

“Now cast the blood oath.”

Haaa. With a long sigh, the Head Maid extended her wrist.

When the remaining three followed her lead and gathered their wrists, cool air swept across our skin and rose into the air.

“Here, four people gathered at Weatherwax wish to share a blood oath.”

Woooong.

A golden circular energy manifested in the very center.

The light that became a single thread and fell was divided among the wrists of the four of us. Long golden afterimages continued over our palms.

“Bound by blood oath, we will fulfill our responsibilities as each other’s parents, siblings, and friends. We shall share our deepest hidden secrets or shameful parts to solidify our oath.”

Suddenly, the inside of my heart stung as if being pricked finely.

‘…What is this?’

Is this the effect of the blood oath?

“Who should begin the oath first?”

“Since this is a serious oath, I’ll go first as the eldest.”

Malicops was the first to speak.

“I am Malicops Jo. As a Yete of Rogue, I established myself in the Empire to investigate Grand Sorcerer Mephistopheles’ biological experiments. Currently, I’m focused on finding Rogue artifacts including those of Lord Dian Ket.”

Jin, hearing the truth belatedly, looked surprised.

Malicops, who had sworn on his own secret, turned his gaze to the right. It was the direction where the Head Maid stood.

The Head Maid, whose throat bobbed greatly as she swallowed hard, parted her dry lips.

“My name is.”

If it wasn’t my imagination, the corners of her mouth seemed to tremble.

“My name is…”

If it wasn’t my imagination, she seemed to feel fear about revealing her own name.

Unlike me, who looked at her with puzzled eyes, Malicops reassured her with a face that showed complete understanding.

“Head Maid. Don’t rush. Everything is your own will. There’s no need to be afraid.”

At that, the Head Maid squeezed her eyes shut and opened them before continuing.

“…My name is Inastasha Milliorg Pen Rota. I am a princess of the Pen Rota Empire and was a disciple of the former head of Weatherwax. I remained at Weatherwax for that person who was my life’s savior and only family. I wanted to fulfill the wish that person couldn’t achieve in life.”

A long silence flowed. A very long silence.

‘Princess.’

At the end of the silence, I straightened my dazed reason.

‘Princess? Did she just say Princess Inastasha?’

This nitpicky nagging cleaning machine cooking demon Head Maid was royalty of the Pen Rota Empire?

And a sibling of my friend, Natasha?

“That’s a lie.”

“It’s not a lie.”

“A joke.”

“Unfortunately, it’s not a joke either.”

As soon as the Head Maid finished speaking, Jin knelt on one knee while extending her wrist.

“Your Highness, Princess.”

“…Sigh. Stand up, Jin. I left the Imperial Palace long ago. After Brother Ashneike ascended to the throne, I practically cut ties. Now I’m merely the Head Maid of the Weatherwax Family.”

It was a confession shocking enough to drop one’s jaw in many ways.

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