The Peaceful Life Of A Maid Who Hides Her Power And Enjoys It - Chapter 125

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Chapter 125

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In social life, few things are as important as polishing and maintaining one’s appearance.

From that perspective, as the head of a family and a woman, maintaining an elegant demeanor wherever I went was practically an obligation.

Makeup, hair, clothing, accessories, shoes, bags, hats, gloves—everything had to be maintained at a level befitting the ‘Weatherwax Baroness’ to avoid being looked down upon. Dignity was also what the Head Maid called a noble’s pride.

And that pride also served as the driving force that made the Head Maid leave Weatherwax Manor, where she had been rooted like a tree for years.

“If you’re that anxious, why don’t you just go back to Midwintry? I can probably find a decent maid to attend to me here in Ragal. The bigger the city, the more manpower overflows.”

At those words, the Head Maid, who had been pressed against the wall smoothing out the wrinkles in her hat, turned her head.

The gaze that stared at me was burning with a fighting spirit I had never seen before.

“That is absolutely unacceptable. If they lack skill to the point of being crude, that would be worse than having no maid at all! Now my lady’s existence is no different from my own pride. I would rather die than see my lady wandering around Ragal of all places looking unsightly.”

Even while making such a declaration, the Head Maid still couldn’t move away from near the wall.

The reason the Head Maid only lingered in the shadows was simple.

She was afraid of being near the windows.

“Let’s just draw the curtains. Then your face won’t be exposed to the outside through the windows, right?”

“Absolutely not. This town house will be a cradle for countless visitors who will come to see my lady in the future. Even if it’s not always open, at the very least it shouldn’t look secretive or dark. The hunting festival is practically my lady’s social debut, and first impressions are the most important.”

Since the Head Maid’s stubbornness was so firm, there was only one thing I could do.

“I’ll make sure the Head Maid’s face isn’t exposed to the outside. Please take care of it.”

The two attendants bowed deeply and answered.

“Leave it to us.”

Thanks to the repentant assassins following us, security wouldn’t be a problem. Still, this was supposedly the capital, so no one would secretly break into someone else’s house.

That’s right.

The place we were staying was a town house located a bit far from downtown in the capital Ragal of the Pen Rota Empire.

The Head Maid was quite disappointed with the town house’s location, but it couldn’t be helped. Even this was a house we had barely managed to obtain very urgently through Malicops’ efforts.

‘Usually when finances are insufficient, they say you board at another family’s town house.’

Thanks to Malicops, I had at least maintained my dignity as Weatherwax Baroness.

The Head Maid, who had been fussing with my hair and clothing while avoiding the windows, smiled with satisfaction.

“This style suits you well too. There’s no need to stick only to a pure and clean image.”

I looked at the mirror.

A fierce-looking woman sat before me, with her bangs swept up without a gap and wearing a navy blue brimmed hat at an angle.

Her lips, which were red to the point of having a slightly dark tinge, looked as eerie as if she were a vampire.

“I really look like I have a nasty personality.”

“Wasn’t that the original concept?”

“Mm, that’s right. It’s not that I dislike it. It seems good since it’s an impression that won’t let others approach easily.”

“I’m glad you think so. Please don’t go out today and rest comfortably at home. Due to various rumors spreading these past few days, there will be many people keeping an eye on my lady. At times like this, it’s best not to show your face in advance and make a spectacular appearance at the hunting festival.”

“With noble ladies who are overly interested in my marriage trailing alongside me.”

“That makes it even better. It’s a golden opportunity to monopolize the attention of the upper nobles who hold power in Pen Rota. With the backing of the war faction including Duke Jenail, and the topicality of being related to the hero Andert, there won’t be a bigger issue in this year’s social circles—no, in the past 4 years of social circles.”

I moved my lips, which looked plumper than usual, this way and that while concentrating on the Head Maid’s explanation.

For the past week, I had heard information about the Empire’s social circles until my ears were about to fall off.

Actually, compared to what I had vaguely known until now, there wasn’t anything particularly special. Politics happens even on bloody battlefields. It means people are the same everywhere they live.

If there was a problem that was hard to predict, it would definitely be…

‘Lu, I suppose.’

Lu had temporarily left for Kalerpa.

Before leaving, he said he would come find me directly in Ragal after regaining his balance. Lu’s appearance as he made that declaration was both reassuring and somewhat frightening.

I wondered what method he would use to surprise me this time.

‘…Come to think of it, Lu isn’t the only problem. There’s also Natasha, and broadly speaking, Raphael too.’

None of them were easy to predict.

Well, when did I ever predict everything?

In the end, I had no choice but to trust myself.

If I trusted myself, any crisis situation would ultimately become nothing more than a happening. It was the most certain truth I had realized while overcoming two walls.

That evening.

When the hour hand passed midnight.

Very secretive movement was felt within the town house. It was such quiet presence that even the attendants who were former assassins couldn’t notice it.

I thought some brazen bastard had come visiting from the first day, but they weren’t coming in—they were going out.

None other than Jin.

‘…Where is she going so secretly like that?’

I kept my eyes closed and carefully concentrated on the footsteps that fell through the window gap.

It was behavior unlike Jin. If it had been her usual self, whether it was a secret matter or not, she would have asked me directly for permission to go out.

That’s why it was even more puzzling. Acting differently than usual typically meant there was a problem.

‘Should I pretend not to know?’

Considering Jin’s private life, that would be right.

But I was Weatherwax Baroness, responsible for the happiness and safety of Weatherwax Family members.

Daisy, who was Jin’s employer, teacher, and protector.

‘Going out secretly means there’s nothing to say even if someone secretly follows.’

I left the town house carrying one of the cardigans Lu had left behind.

Looking from a distance, I could see a sword dangling from Jin’s waist. Could she possibly be going to assassinate someone? Maybe she had an enemy in Ragal.

Jin flew through the city shrouded in darkness and stopped at a land filled with particularly heavy silence.

『Ragal National Peace Garden』

The hooting of an owl could be heard.

I stared blankly at the letters carved at the entrance of the National Peace Garden, then slowly stepped into the cemetery following Jin.

Endlessly lined gravestones.

However, my heart wasn’t noisy. The screams of the dead didn’t pierce into my ears, nor did I feel the cold hallucinations grabbing at my ankles.

There was something else that disturbed my mind and body.

“Your Excellency.”

That man Jin called to.

The owner of the shadow hidden in the darkness.

The one standing among the gravestones was none other than the Sword Saint, Jigharke Berkleighton.

‘…Oh no.’

The moment I recognized the man’s characteristic static aura, a definitely unpleasant hypothesis formed in my mind.

‘Was Jin the Sword Saint’s spy?’

Had she been deceiving me all this time as if it were nothing?

That Jin, deceiving me?

Unfortunately, the speculation didn’t continue for long.

-Be on guard.

A resonance that emitted such chilling killing intent that it made my spine tingle flew toward my throat.

“Your Excellency!”

Jin’s scream erupting and my upper body twisting urgently happened almost simultaneously. I barely avoided the attack, but the clothing near my right shoulder was cut.

I stepped back while clutching my tattered pajamas and cardigan.

“Your Excellency, what the hell are you doing!”

“Don’t shout. Do you intend to wake all those who rest in eternal sleep?”

The Sword Saint’s voice answering Jin’s rebuke was calm enough to make the killing intent of his swung sword seem colorless.

Jin, who had rushed over with her sword drawn, looked at me with a bewildered face.

“Baroness, why did you follow me?”

“…Why did I follow? Because you went out secretly. What business do you have with the Sword Saint at this eerie hour?”

“That’s…”

There was the sound of leaves being crushed under leisurely footsteps.

“Step away from that person, Jin.”

“Don’t threaten the Baroness. She followed me without knowing anything.”

“Knows nothing?”

The clouds cleared, and the white moon was revealed.

In the bright moonlight, the black shadow that had been cast over the Sword Saint’s face disappeared. Cold green eyes pressed Jin.

“Don’t say foolish things, and remember our oath carved into your arm.”

“….”

Jin’s gaze as she glared at the Swordmaster showed no wavering.

I recalled the traces of the oath that had been carved into her arm when Jin was hired by the Weatherwax Family.

“This mark is a burden I must bear. I swear on my soul that I will never cause harm to the Weatherwax Family.”

That oath where she had declared she would not bring harm to Weatherwax.

The Swordmaster demanded of Jin.

“Say it with your own mouth, Jin. What oath did we share together?”

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