The Peaceful Life Of A Maid Who Hides Her Power And Enjoys It - Chapter 22

‘It would have been better if it had actually been a real egg.’

Of all things, the Weatherwax Baroness that the Head Maid had been cherishing… no, the egg… no, the magical artifact turned out to be a relic of Dian Cecht.

‘Doesn’t this make it harder to secretly steal or secretly borrow it?’

According to Lu’s magical analysis, one of Dian Cecht’s relics, 【Dian Cecht’s Eye】, had a clear sense of purpose.

Namely, the protection of the Weatherwax Family.

Honestly speaking, I don’t know exactly what kind of protection this refers to. What exactly is it protecting when it so graciously granted entry permission to assassins?

Still, one advantage was certain.

‘The fact that the relic actually exists. Just discovering that fact alone is a great gain for me.’

Hmm. But I need to collect five of these things to gain hope of healing my broken soul?

‘It’s too… complicated, isn’t it?’

Didn’t they say that Dian Cecht’s Eye alone has various wide-area attack spells embedded in it?

How could such an object heal someone who’s dying? It doesn’t mean to kill them completely and make them be reborn, does it?

‘I heard that genius mages are generally insane. Since Dian Cecht is practically a demigod, there must be some profound meaning behind it.’

At least two relics need to be gathered. Only then could I guess how Dian Cecht’s relics operate and are utilized.

“Sigh.”

I straightened my crouched knees and moved to the side.

When I watered the garden Lu that had gathered in a circle with their heads poking out, peace came to my mind and body.

Watching the small leaves become moist with water droplets made worldly desires fade away and my body and mind feel lighter.

‘Right. I might not be able to collect all of Dian Cecht’s relics anyway.’

If I can’t collect them, I’ll just die.

What’s the point of living long anyway.

But if I die, what will happen to potted Lu and garden Lu…

“Are you planning to drown the seedlings by submerging them in water?”

A long shadow covered the seedlings and me.

Tap tap, when I raised my head at the touch patting my crown, I saw Lu, who had unusually taken off his apron and was wearing a brown fedora pulled down low.

Seeing him wearing a dark jacket over his vest, it seemed he was going out.

“Excessive moisture rots the leaves. If you understand, get up and change your clothes and come out.”

“Why?”

“There’s a place I need to visit with you. I’ve already told the Head Maid, so hurry.”

The Head Maid allowed slacking off?

That woman wouldn’t do such a thing. She was definitely planning to give me more troublesome errands than usual.

‘Then I should slack off even more while pretending to run errands.’

When I came out after changing into my only precious set of clothes, Lu handed me a women’s wide-brimmed hat he had been carrying under his arm.

What’s this? Is this actually an outing and not an errand?

“Is this the Head Maid’s?”

“No. It’s the only women’s hat in this estate.”

It must belong to the deceased baroness.

Though it must be quite old, it was well-maintained—the color hadn’t faded and it was usable in many ways.

I awkwardly put on the hat. The only hats I’d ever worn were military caps, uniform hats, and straw hats.

‘Even though the opening is incredibly small, my whole head fits in.’

Women generally have small heads! It was an amazing fact I discovered a month and a half after awakening.

I followed behind Lu, walking one step away from him.

He headed toward the town square on the opposite side of the market, where similar but slightly quieter and more upscale shops were lined up.

During the nearly 10-minute walk, Lu didn’t turn his head to check if I was following well or try to make conversation. His manner was so natural that I couldn’t feel even a hint of awkwardness.

‘Does he always walk like this?’

The habit of walking while looking straight ahead without wavering. His leisurely walking pace. Even the composure of not bothering to break the ice by speaking first.

You can tell a person’s character by how they walk.

Lu was someone accustomed to being revered rather than revering others.

‘He definitely has high status. Not nobility though. A skilled mage who would have been acquainted with Dian Cecht…’

Who could that be?

‘A royal mage?’

Wait. This is quite plausible, isn’t it?

Royal mages receive knighthood, but knights aren’t nobility.

However, high-ranking royal mages have attendants and secretaries following them, and can accumulate wealth comparable to nobles by receiving requests from all directions.

‘At least a department head level. Considering his skills, he wouldn’t be out of place as a minister…’

Oops.

I touched my forehead that had bumped into his back and looked up.

But even when I looked up, Lu was too tall for me to see anything. Fortunately, he stepped aside himself, allowing me to see our destination.

This was in front of a tailor shop that sold women’s clothing.

“Why here?”

“We need to have clothes tailored. The Weatherwax Family doesn’t have proper attire for the baron and baroness. All the proper items and jewelry were disposed of and donated to help refugees.”

“…Ah, the Nobility Council.”

Indeed, the head of a prestigious family and his wife can’t go around in modest attire.

Moreover, according to what I heard from the Head Maid, this Nobility Council will be held together with high society gatherings.

They say we’ll enjoy a luxurious trip on a massive airship along with wealthy commoners. The nobles will surely come dressed more splendidly than ever before.

“But Weatherwax is poor.”

It’s a family that even sold off their estate. Won’t our salaries be cut if we try to buy a couple of outfits?

Lu pushed open the door of the tailor shop with an expression that said I worry about the strangest things.

“But I am wealthy. Let’s go in.”

As expected of Lu. A man who has nothing but looks and money. Practically the world’s strongest.

As we stepped into the elegantly decorated interior, a well-dressed young woman greeted us.

The employee’s friendly smile became slightly indifferent the moment she looked over my crude attire, then froze when she confirmed Lu’s sharp jawline and fantastic nose bridge.

“Welcome, customers.”

But since such reactions weren’t my concern, I boldly demanded:

“Order.”

But what and how should I order?

When I subtly stepped back, Lu beside me opened his lips as if he’d been waiting.

“We’d like to have clothes tailored. A ballgown dress, a banquet dress, two everyday outfits, a spring coat, two sets each of hats and gloves, two sets of sleepwear, four sets each of socks and undergarments. Oh, and tea party attire too.”

I looked at Lu with a confused feeling.

It’s just a Nobility Council we’ll attend once—is it okay to have so many things tailored?

‘Is this level the absolute basics for noble ladies?’

Or could it be his secret desire that I didn’t know about…?

The employee, who had quickly taken out her notepad to record the order, smiled with a much more respectful expression than before.

“These are trousseau items. Are you getting married? This is the first time I’ve seen a husband come directly with his bride to get things fitted since I started working at this shop.”

Mistaking Lu for my husband. Ugh. Just imagining it made me nauseous.

Regardless, Lu only said what he had to say.

“Please have it completed within two weeks.”

“Excuse me? Two weeks? I’m sorry, but it’s absolutely impossible to complete the order you mentioned within that timeframe. You’d need to give us at least two to three months.”

Lu looked down at the employee with eyes that said ‘Why did you even open a tailor shop if you can’t do that much? Incompetent. Close it down.’

The employee, who had been secretly stealing glances at his body, fidgeted anxiously and reversed her position.

“However, there is one tailor shop in this area run by the owner’s cousin. If we divide the work, we could complete it within a month and a half…”

“I’m not sure if the Weatherwax Baroness would be willing to wait.”

‘…Is it okay to say that?’

Pause. The employee stiffened and asked with wide eyes.

“Did you say… the Weatherwax Baroness? Of the Weatherwax Family?”

“There isn’t another Weatherwax Family besides that one. The baroness’s destination is the capital Lagal. If the schedule is impossible, we’ll go to another tailor shop.”

“Wait, please wait just a moment.”

The employee hurriedly turned around and disappeared into the depths of the tailor shop.

Not long after, she returned dragging along a heavily made-up middle-aged woman who appeared to be the owner of this tailor shop.

The owner was speechless at Lu’s beauty before finally managing to open her mouth.

“I’ll have it completed within two weeks. Please leave it to me.”

Lu lightly shrugged his shoulders.

“If it’s possible, then sure.”

Obvious joy and excitement spread across the owner’s face.

Baroness Weatherwax is a figure who has been shrouded in mystery for a long time.

If a being whose very survival was unclear appeared with her husband, and the wife’s outing dress for the capital was her own work, it could become a new turning point as a tailor.

“Then I’ll record the measurements right away. The Baroness is…?”

“The Baroness is busy. However, her measurements are identical from head to toe with my companion, and their skin tone is similar as well, so she left word to create it using my companion.”

Says who?

“Understood. Please come this way, miss.”

But a poor maid has no right to refuse.

If Lu could solve things with money, then I’d have to solve them with my body somehow. I obediently followed behind the owner.

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