The Peaceful Life Of A Maid Who Hides Her Power And Enjoys It - Chapter 124

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Chapter 124

‘A child?’

Did I hear wrong? Did Lu just declare that he wants to have a child with me?

“You’d rather be with me than meet some unfamiliar man with reproductive activities as the premise, right?”

I have no idea which part of that is supposed to be better.

“We don’t even need to go to the level of unfamiliarity. Just think about having to choose between disciple Malicops and me as the father of your child right now. Who would you pick?”

Even amid my mental confusion, there was no need to ponder which was the better choice. Rather, I felt a bit indignant.

“Why does it have to be old man Malicops? If you compared with Sir Liwein, maybe!”

“Whether it’s him or the other, they’re both youngsters much younger than me.”

Well, of course that would be true.

Lu’s gaze became slightly fierce.

“Ah, do you prefer the younger ones?”

Is he asking me if Malicops is better than 179-year-old Lu because he’s younger?

“No, that’s not it. Regardless of age, definitely, absolutely, Lu is better.”

“The youngest cook at the pub you managed was eighteen.”

“I don’t even remember what he looked like. Even if I did, there’d be no connection.”

“Between Deshero Kontana and me?”

Ugh. Why make such a comparison? Marry Deshero and have children to live happily together?

“Definitely Lu.”

“Between Princess Natasha and me?”

“She can’t even make children in the first place, so she’s not worth mentioning.”

“What about your sibling Andert Pager?”

“Are you crazy? I’d rather die!”

“Raphael Jenail?”

Become a married couple with the partner I’ve entrusted my back to for 10 years?

“That shouldn’t happen.”

My mind wouldn’t allow it in the first place.

“You don’t like unfamiliar young men, you don’t like old men, you don’t like women, you don’t like companions, you don’t like family, so in the end there’s only me left. Right?”

“That’s…”

…It does seem that way.

“Wait. Why do you keep cornering me? Let me think a bit…”

Lu, who had arrogantly lifted his chin, looked at me with reproachful eyes.

“You need to think? Which part is lacking time? Marriage? Children? Partner? You surely can’t say I’m not your type. I know you steal glances at my face whenever you get the chance.”

“You are… my type.”

“Then what’s the problem? Think rationally.”

“Rationally?”

Of course, if I thought rationally, Lu was the best choice.

He was a man I knew very well, strong and wealthy. Moreover, we weren’t entangled in complicated political or economic relationships.

‘But he’s Lu?’

As if my doubts were trivial, Lu laughed loudly and whispered sweetly.

“If you can’t avoid it, enjoy it.”

“Is that really the right saying to use in this situation?”

“Yes.”

Lu continued his non-persuasion persuasion while playing with the teal pearl earring on my left ear.

“You trust me the most too. Much more than your sibling or Raphael Jenail and such.”

I don’t want to refer to those two as “such,” but when you think about it, that’s true.

“So just have a child with me. Easily fulfill the duty the Weatherwax Family demands of you. If not me, who has watched over you for more than 10 years, who else could make you the mother of a child?”

That wasn’t wrong either. You can’t irresponsibly just have a child and then ignore it, right?

If a child is going to be born anyway (this is hypothetical), choosing a responsible father like Lu would be the best option.

Moreover, assuming the worst-case scenario, I was destined to close my eyes without living very long. Lu would take care of the child in his own sincere way even after I closed my eyes.

“But is Lu okay with this?”

“I’m okay with anything.”

“Don’t answer carelessly. Children and marriage aren’t something I do unilaterally by myself…”

“Do?”

The words that had been flowing calmly suddenly got completely stuck.

Children and marriage.

For me, these were naturally first-time and unfamiliar topics.

I had gone to the battlefield wielding a sword as soon as I became an adult, and because I had been using my younger brother’s identity, I had never even had a common romance. I had never particularly wanted to try it either.

But what about Lu?

‘Is this Lu’s first time too?’

He’s a demigod who has easily lived for a century and a half, so he must have experienced romance to the point of being sick of it.

Then had he been married too? Did he have a beloved wife or children as their fruit? If so, what had become of them now?

Once started, the questions led to more questions in a chain. At some point when emotions too complex for even me to handle became entangled with each other.

“My lady.”

A knock shattered my thoughts.

“The Weatherwax Baroness from the Wokhood Family has come to visit.”

“…Wokhood?”

I snapped to attention and got down from Lu’s lap.

Meanwhile, the Head Maid had already disappeared. I approached the door, partly to clear my stuffy breathing.

Just before turning the handle to pull it open, Lu’s voice came from behind me.

“I thought you’d accept. Is this a rejection?”

A rejection?

Just because Lu might not be new to this kind of relationship? I swear I absolutely don’t feel that way.

‘It would be selfish to expect purity or chastity from a man who has lived for nearly 200 years.’

It’s just that my mind became a bit complicated.

If you ask what’s so complicated about it, well. Perhaps it’s because I’ve had no such experience until now? It was all my first time – feeling such intense possessiveness, and having that target be a man.

Everything is clumsy at first. No matter who you are, you can’t help but act a bit frustratingly.

Thanks to objectifying myself, my heart felt a bit lighter.

“It’s not a rejection. If it’s okay, I’d like to sort out my feelings and then accept after the hunting festival.”

Well, if that was indeed a marriage proposal.

Lu’s face slowly grew cold. The corners of his mouth, which had been leisurely drawing an arc, also became closer to a bitter sneer.

“Because of Raphael Jenail?”

Just killing him wouldn’t be bad either. The voice that had been gently murmuring came back to mind. Goosebumps rose slightly on my arms.

“Why does that name keep coming up? I have no such feelings for Raphael. It’s just that marriage and childbirth originally require mental preparation, right? Women are usually like that. Men… I don’t know how they might be.”

Actually, I could ask Lu right now. Are you also a first for me?

But I don’t want to do that.

I don’t want to seem like a narrow-minded person to Lu, and above all, I didn’t want to dig into Lu’s past in detail. It would be more accurate to say I don’t want to know about his past.

‘Lovers or wives. Learning about them wouldn’t make me feel very good.’

So this was… to some extent like my own petty spite.

My willful mage Lu, who solves everything easily and simply.

Since I’m desperately hoping, I’d like him to be a bit anxious too. I’d like his heart to be a bit uncomfortable too… Goodness. I don’t really understand what I’m thinking either.

“A woman.”

A strange gaze reached me. Golden eyes that had been wavering somewhere between understanding and patience showed acceptance as if there was no choice.

“If you say it to that extent, I can’t urge you any further. Fine, I’ll wait.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu lifted me up again.

Opening the door wide, he passed by the servant standing in front of the door and went down the stairs with very light steps.

“This worked out well. Did the mother of the first rival come to visit? Quite aggressive. Getting in the way.”

“W-wait! What are you doing? Put me down and I’ll go out!”

“Making our prince’s feet touch the ground. I cannot commit such an impious act.”

“Are you crazy? Put me down right now…”

Ah, damn it.

Our eyes met.

Of all people, with a woman I’d never seen before.

‘The Wokhood Baroness.’

Worst possible first meeting.

I pushed away from Lu’s chest and came down to the floor, then approached the woman with a calm smile, pretending nothing had happened.

“The Wokhood Baroness? I’m the Weatherwax Baroness. Nice to meet you. You’ve come quite suddenly.”

The Wokhood Baroness, who had been staring at Lu and me with bewildered eyes, skillfully regained her composure.

“I apologize, Weatherwax Baroness. You must be quite startled, aren’t you? I have something to discuss with you directly, so I took the liberty of visiting you. I’m Anna Wokhood. Please feel free to call me Lady Wokhood.”

“Of course, Lady Wokhood.”

“Thank you. But this gentleman is…”

Lu started to move his lips but stopped and looked into my eyes. It was a gaze that meant I should respond however I felt comfortable.

Unable to introduce him as a Calepa, a suitor, or a cook-gardener, I chose the most appropriate word to answer.

“He’s my close friend. I’ll introduce him properly later, so if you don’t mind, shall we go to the drawing room? I’m curious about why you’ve come to see me.”

Lady Wokhood, who had been staring at Lu with an enchanted expression after her initial surprise, soon turned her head toward me.

“I see. A close friend… Oh, I have a metal allergy, so could I have milk instead of tea?”

After settling in the guest drawing room, Lady Wokhood and I exchanged simple greetings. Since we were meeting for the first time, it was essentially a background check on each other.

“Did you receive the letter I sent previously?”

“Yes.”

“I had contacted you saying I’d like to meet you in person. Regarding marriage.”

That damn marriage again.

Had it only been a few days since I inherited the title, and already the contacts were pouring in? It was surprising in many ways.

“You’re quite direct.”

“There’s no point in being overly formal and possibly missing out on someone as wonderful as the Weatherwax Baroness. May I ask if you have any other family visits scheduled besides mine?”

“Yes, there are scheduled visits.”

“I see. Everyone’s quite quick on their feet.”

Lady Wokhood, who smiled elegantly while covering her lips, said to me.

“Do you happen to have someone specific in mind?”

I pondered that question for a moment.

I’m still ignorant about high society.

‘And when the other party wants something from me unilaterally…’

If used well, I could gain considerable benefits.

“No, not yet.”

“Ah! That’s a relief. Then…”

After that, I had to endure a full hour of hearing about the magnificent history of the Wokhood family and Liwein Wokhood’s outstanding qualities until my ears nearly burst.

She probably doesn’t know that her son got beaten to a pulp by me.

I felt embarrassed looking at the noblewoman proudly introducing Liwein.

‘Haven’t rumors spread yet that I’m Andert’s sister?’

I suddenly became curious.

Would Lady Wokhood’s position remain the same even after those rumors spread?

After welcoming guests from two families over the course of a week.

I departed for Lagalo to attend the hunting festival.

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