The Peaceful Life Of A Maid Who Hides Her Power And Enjoys It - Chapter 227

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Part 2, Episode 25

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Inside the large conference room of the Hill Brishur Hotel.

Around a massive oval table, nearly twenty people sat facing each other.

Instead of a chair at the head seat, a video playback device was installed, and with the low-saturation lighting decorating the interior, the conference room’s atmosphere was utterly calm and quiet.

Ten minutes before the official meeting began.

During light greetings exchanged at this reunion after half a year under the pretext of a regular conference, a One-Eyed Middle-Aged Man who had taken his seat late surveyed his surroundings and clicked his tongue.

“The meeting attendance list is disappointingly modest. Even if Count Rosebel or Count Raghwirten would be difficult, shouldn’t at least Viscount Djube show up?”

A woman sitting on the right lit a cigar and answered.

“This was a meeting between private organizations from the start. It’s enough that many journalists came to the hotel entrance as always to spotlight our agenda. What more could you want?”

“I hear that in the Kontaninos Republic, high-ranking nobles personally attend the guild general conferences held every six months to discuss operational plans and spare no expense in sponsorship and investment. What era are we living in for the noble lords to put a price on their backsides?”

The One-Eyed Middle-Aged Man’s voice had grown loud enough to capture the attention of all attendees in the conference room.

“Have they forgotten the sacrifice of the young people who bled and fell on the front lines during the Mado War? Each and every one was a hero who protected this country, yet it’s the noble lords who receive praise! Our great Count Andert, who perished together with Mephistopheles, was torn to pieces and buried in the southern sea without even his body being found!”

The woman who exhaled smoke like a sigh lowered her voice to stop him.

“Lower your voice.”

“No! I must say what I have to say. What’s the reason we gathered here? With what mindset did we establish our guilds?”

The thoroughly excited One-Eyed Middle-Aged Man spat as he gestured wildly in the air, not even noticing saliva flying into his beard as he delivered his passionate speech.

“We established them because we knew the horrors and sorrows of the Mado War. We rolled up our sleeves like this to lend strength to the disasters happening beyond the western border! But the noble upper-class lords ignore their suffering…”

A man who had been watching the One-Eyed Middle-Aged Man with disdainful eyes suddenly burst into angry shouts.

“Enough!”

“Huh?”

“How utterly shameless! Speak properly. You established a guild because you knew the horrors and sorrows of the Mado War? Such a person opens a swordsmanship academy, takes war heroes and devours 60% commission fees while stealing money from brats! Damn, you greedy human covered in avarice!”

“You bastard, how old are you? How old are you to speak so carelessly? Do you think I’m the only one running a swordsmanship academy? All the guild masters here…”

Just then.

“Everyone shut your mouths. If you’re going to raise your voices talking about war, it would be better if only those with combat experience raised them.”

The man who mediated between the two sat in the farthest seat, a person with short gray hair and extraordinary scars on his face.

Although there were elderly people who had lived long enough, veteran soldiers who had returned from life and death, and warriors famous as great swordsmen in this place, none possessed a more ominous impression than this man.

Though he could certainly be described as having a build slightly smaller than the average man, the atmosphere suggesting he had worked in some dangerous profession somewhere in the underground world overwhelmed the assembly and swept away everyone’s attention.

Tick.

At perfect timing, the hour hand pointed exactly to the number 9, and the Pen Rota Guild General Conference began.

“Allied members, thank you for gathering in Brishur during your busy schedules…”

Behind the oval table, among the guild members who had joined to assist each guild master, small whispers could be heard.

“Senior, about that man who just delivered that sharp rebuke. That’s the famous 【Grey Spear】 guild master, right?”

The spirited gaze of a young man who had just reached adulthood turned toward the woman called senior.

She was in charge of administrative support for a certain guild that had taken on the role of facilitating today’s conference, and she answered with her head deeply bowed.

“That’s right, that man is Graysphere, the master of Grey Spear. Since it’s hard to meet him except at official occasions like this, take a good look.”

Whether it should be called fortunate, the assistants from other guilds were also busy whispering among themselves, so their conversation didn’t attract attention.

The words that could be heard if you perked up your ears were generally similar.

‘I guess everyone came to observe Grey Spear after all.’

Right.

The name of that much-talked-about guild, Grey Spear.

Among the guilds that had proliferated like bamboo shoots after rain, except for some large guilds, all had either fallen behind or been merged during the period when winners and losers were determined—that’s when this guild appeared like a comet.

Grey Spear made its name known to the world half a year ago.

【What kind of guild is ‘Grey Spear’ that purchased the estate of Weatherwax, Midwintry’s venerable noble family?】

Grey Spear, which debuted as the main article on the third page of the daily newspaper, appeared in another article on the tenth page a week later.

【Grey Spear guild master known to be a renowned assassin from the underworld.】

The first impression of the emerging guild that had gained moderate attention was completely overturned after another two weeks passed.

【Grey Spear recruits the next Emperor’s Sword.】

The article that boldly made the headlines of the daily newspaper had Pen Rota buzzing for a while.

Who was Garoush Berkleygraytown?

He was someone who had survived by crushing his competitors with overwhelming skill differences among the next-generation powerhouses evaluated as the best of their time.

After his last rival, Jin Berkleygraytown, entrusted her safety to the Weatherwax Family, he was virtually without competition.

This big shot, who would inherit the ducal title and become the new ‘Emperor’s Sword’ within five years at the shortest, had actually registered his name as the vice guild master of Grey Spear Guild!

‘Whether it was thanks to riding on that prestige… that monster-like guild received the Silver Lion Emblem in less than a year since its founding.’

It was an exceptional case.

Until then, only three guilds in the Pen Rota Empire had received the Silver Lion Emblem.

Two major city-based guilds with over 100 years of long history. And 【Golden Lion’s Mane】, a large guild that was established after the Kontaninos Republic’s ‘Seer God’s Great Declaration’ and grew at a dazzling speed, was the remaining one.

‘No matter how I think about it, it can only be interpreted as the royal family’s behind-the-scenes support.’

Yet those with connections to high-ranking nobles say that Grey Spear Guild’s birth was unrelated to the royal family…

Hiss-

In the quiet moment, the first video began playing on the video playback device.

You could tell just from the beginning.

The fact that it was not a new video at all.

They had watched it so tediously over the past four years that they could follow along with their eyes closed.

A large square with the Tower of God, the pride of Seer God, the capital of the Kontaninos Republic, as its backdrop.

Citizens of the republic lined up densely.

In the center among them, the Regent of the Kontaninos Republic, standing on a fountain, stretched a white porcelain bowl toward the sky and shouted.

「By the command of Lord Spolia, I shall bestow this ‘Crucible of Deus’ upon whoever brings the head of Calamity Lien!」

It was the historic day when the Great Hero’s Rebellion began.

The Crucible of Deus!

‘The legendary divine artifact that supposedly makes even a mere human into a god…’

To obtain that magnificent treasure, all the heroes of the world flocked to the Kontaninos Republic.

The heroes searched for Calamity Lien.

Some who caught the scent of money and honor began establishing guilds to ‘select’ or ‘nurture’ heroes.

A new market called the guild business began to form.

Clap clap!

When cheerful applause was heard, everyone’s gaze turned to the Young Lecturer who appeared at the head seat.

“Now then, our guild masters? What thoughts came to mind after watching that video just now? Ah, didn’t you think, ‘I was inspired by those words to establish my guild!’? The first step in going from a subordinate employee to a good master is clearly recognizing the reason for existence and purpose of our organization.”

He was an external lecturer who had been assigned to handle the ‘My Precious Master’ lecture under the pretext of leader healing classes before the full-scale conference began.

‘That damn healing lecture at a conference.’

It was a predictable introduction, but it wasn’t wrong.

The reason for existence and ultimate goal of all guilds established within four years was just one thing.

The Crucible of Deus.

It was natural. And for good reason, since the Crucible of Deus was the fourth wall of mind-body unity…

BOOOOOOM!

Just then.

“Gasp!”

A massive explosion loud enough to burst eardrums shook the building.

“What’s happening!”

The assistants who had been seated all stood up at once. Just as the greatly flustered conference facilitator was about to go outside the conference room to assess the situation.

BOOOOOOM!

At the consecutive explosion, Graysphere shouted.

“What are you doing standing there stupidly, you fools. Open your ears and evacuate!”

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