The Peaceful Life Of A Maid Who Hides Her Power And Enjoys It - Chapter 142

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Chapter 142

The incident that occurred during the hunting competition and its full details were not exposed to the outside world.

This was possible because the hunting festival was composed entirely of noble families.

Those united by the common trait of being privileged class completely agreed that “there’s no need to increase anxiety by revealing matters that haven’t been clearly established to the world yet.”

Though it was uncertain how long this day’s secret would last, it seemed they had at least succeeded in preventing immediate sparks from igniting.

“Could it really be the Imperial Court?”

Malicops, who had been quietly listening to my story, slowly nodded his head.

“That seems to be the most likely possibility. The investigation results haven’t been announced yet, have they?”

“No.”

“Whether they’ll properly investigate is questionable to begin with.”

“Since Raphael is moving directly, I’m not worried about that. However, he’s also not the type to go around spreading investigation results.”

Wasn’t the secret society itself being maintained in secrecy from the beginning?

Raphael didn’t express dissatisfaction with the Imperial Court’s response. It’s probably because he suspects the Imperial Court like I do.

‘I should ask him about the investigation results today.’

Other than that, there’s nothing I can resolve immediately right now. After glancing at the clock, I threw a different topic at Malicops.

“Did you find out about ‘that object’ I mentioned before?”

‘That object’ that Dian Ket had been searching for since long ago.

Grandfather Malicops had been investigating Dian Ket’s disciples scattered across the continent to uncover the identity of ‘that object.’

Since Dian Ket’s legacy were originally items passed down to them.

“I’ve investigated as much as I could. Since considerable time has passed, all the direct disciples passed away long ago. Most of their bloodlines seemed to know little about the figure called Dian Ket. Only one person had knowledge as extensive as this Malicops. The dying words of the direct disciple that I heard from him were practically the only achievement. However, the apple pie I tasted at that house before leaving still lingers in my mind. It was an apple with a strong radish flavor…”

“Let’s continue the apple story later. What were those dying words left by the direct disciple?”

“Don’t die, Ash.”

For a brief moment, my mind went blank.

“…What’s that?”

“It’s apparently the name of ancient magic inscribed on Dian Ket’s legacy. It seems to activate when all five legacies are gathered.”

“The name of magic? ‘Don’t die, Ash’?”

“Yes.”

Why can I see Dian Ket’s taste and personality from just one magic name?

“That’s quite an unusual name? From the sound of it, it definitely seems to have healing effects.”

“That’s not all. I can now roughly deduce the identity of ‘that object’ Dian Ket was searching for. Ash is one of the very common names in Astrosia.”

Malicops was saying that the magic name itself had dual meaning.

“Then what Dian Ket is looking for isn’t an object but a person? If he knew them, wouldn’t they be extremely old or dead by now?”

“That’s highly likely. Or he might have been searching for traces of someone named Ash.”

An object that can be found in Midwintry.

Name is Ash. Presumed to be a person. Possibly dead.

This much had narrowed down the scope of the being Dian Ket was searching for quite meaningfully.

“Grandfather. Why couldn’t you obtain this information before? It doesn’t seem like it was particularly difficult to find?”

“Hah. Easy to say! It’s only been 4 years since the war ended. I’ve been quite busy myself. At least the Baroness held the center of the Weatherwax family, allowing me to move…”

Just then, the firmly closed door of the room burst open.

“My lady!”

The one who appeared opening the door with a resounding cry was the Head Maid. She shouted while breathing fire between her lips with her eyes sharply raised.

“Didn’t you say it would be a very brief conversation that would end quickly? You’ve wasted a whole 10 minutes more than the promised time!”

“Don’t call it wasting. It was a high-importance meeting for the family’s survival…”

“But there’s something more important right now. The hunting festival banquet preparations! You haven’t finished preparing yet, so come here immediately!”

As I was dragged away by the Head Maid, I checked the clock that was flowing slowly as always.

Current time: 8:30 PM.

That’s right. Today is the day the hunting festival banquet is held. Since it’s not a particularly enjoyable day, let’s skip the additional explanation.

On the way being dragged to the bedroom for grooming, I saw Jin watering the indoor plants.

“Hello, Jin. How are you feeling today?”

She, sitting in her wheelchair, smiled while raising her cheeks that had gained weight over the past few days.

“I’m doing well.”

Yes, that’s fortunate.

As soon as the Head Maid sat me in front of the vanity, she whispered as if interrogating some great secret.

“My lady. You’re not planning to have your first dance with Sir Liwein too, are you?”

“Dance? I’ll probably dance with Raphael.”

Thud.

The comb that was sweeping my bangs back fell to the floor. A bad omen.

“What’s wrong? You’re making me anxious.”

“You wouldn’t have requested it first… Did Duke Jenail’s side bring it up first?”

“Yes. Why? Is that not allowed? Don’t tell me there’s an imperial law that you have to marry if you have the first dance?”

“No, that’s not it, but…”

The Head Maid, who tapped her forehead with a troubled expression, slowly continued.

“When debuting in society, the first dance partner is usually a male family member. Family members take turns at each ball, then family acquaintances take over. At some point, outside men take over, and the first partner must be chosen very carefully. Usually, the other side proposes when both have opened their hearts to some degree. In short, the first dance with an outside man is a sign that ‘we have romantic interest in each other.'”

A sign of mutual interest.

While pondering that meaning and scratching my nose, I got scolded by the Head Maid. I answered, half-giving up on both tickling and public opinion.

“That doesn’t matter anymore. Rumors have spread as much as they’re going to spread.”

“Still, my lady has been of age for a long time, and you have no family engaging in social activities, so there are plenty of excuses. Don’t worry too much and dance with as many men as possible.”

Dance with as many men as possible in those shoes? No thanks.

More than that, I’m worried about Lu. If the hidden meaning of the first dance is so significant. I can’t dance merrily with Raphael in front of Lu, can I?

‘It was good that I prepared for contingencies.’

Though narrow-minded Lu probably won’t be 100% satisfied. Still, he should be able to feel somewhat better.

…Just as I thought that, the presence of two people began approaching from the foyer.

If they were guests, their footsteps should have stopped at the drawing room. But walking confidently all the way to my bedroom door and offering greetings means.

“Well. I came to escort you, Weatherwax Baroness. You don’t have prior arrangements, do you?”

It means the other party is Lu, no, Count Sereniye.

Count Sereniye was so beautiful it was eye-popping. The combination of his voluminous, lustrous silver hair and light-colored tailcoat was as perfect as otherworldly balance.

But right now, there was a concern striking my heart more strongly than his dazzling beauty.

The question of whether I should accept Count Sereniye’s escort proposal.

“Of course.”

Having given a positive answer for now, I pleaded for help from the Head Maid with my eyes.

‘Escort and the first dance aren’t related, right?’

The Head Maid answered.

‘No, but problems might arise.’

I urgently signaled again with my eyes.

‘Problems?’

Instead of responding with eye signals, the Head Maid coughed loudly.

“Ahem! My lady, shall I hang a yellow handkerchief at the entrance?”

“…Suddenly? What’s that?”

“It’s a sign that this house’s young lady has a partner to go to the banquet with. No one can request an escort from a woman whose house has a yellow handkerchief hanging.”

What? There’s such a good custom?

Instantly, the faces of very uncomfortable people flashed through my mind.

“Hang it right away.”

“Yes.”

The Head Maid bowed and left the bedroom with quick steps.

The empty space after she left was filled by Count Sereniye’s outstanding presence. Count Sereniye’s appearance, dressed up like a peacock, was quite awkward even for me, so I was only glancing at him through the mirror when.

A very important matter I needed to convey to him came to mind.

“That’s right, Lu! I found out who fed me Dian Ket’s heart. It was the Swordmaster!”

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