The Peaceful Life Of A Maid Who Hides Her Power And Enjoys It - Chapter 235

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Part 2, Chapter 33

Natasha stopped breathing entirely as she tightly embraced my body, then suddenly lifted her head with surprised eyes.

“Ah, I foolishly made a mistake. I should have called you Andert.”

I lightly shrugged my shoulders.

“Once in a while is fine.”

Her lips curved in that familiar arc, just like the Natasha of old.

Though time had passed and she now carried a more mature and adult atmosphere than before, Natasha was still Nata…

“Your chest is still wonderfully firm, Andert. Ahh- what a fantastic sensation.”

“…”

She had been repeatedly rubbing her cheek against my chest, but when I pushed her away with a disgusted expression, she reluctantly backed off while looking quite disappointed.

But that was just the beginning.

Those eyes slowly circling around me as she kept me standing in the center. Definitely the look of excitement, making cold sweat begin to flow down my spine.

“Magnificent.”

“Aren’t you tired of this?”

“Exactly the same as 8 years ago! That same confidence! That free spirit and somehow unmotivated expression… How is there not a single thing different from 8 years ago? It’s like Andert jumped right out of my old memories.”

Well, I had been asleep for most of those 8 years…

In reality, my mind had barely grown even half a year from the end of the Magical War. It was perfectly natural for this fact to show in my face and demeanor.

She carefully tugged at my top and let out a heavy sigh upon seeing the scars carved near my shoulder.

“These wounds are still the same too…”

If checking every muscle on my body with such a sad expression could be called a skill, then it was certainly a skill.

“Stop touching me.”

“Ah, Andert… Just seeing the wounds left on your body makes my heart ache as if pierced by sharp arrows.”

Then. Something unexpected happened.

[Pervert blocking system activated.]

Ash, who had flown up from the top of my head, attacked Natasha’s hand with a sharp strike!

“Ash!”

No matter how small it had become, a grey hawk was still a grey hawk.

The merciless attack scratched Natasha’s hand. It wasn’t just a light scratch but deep enough that blood flowed from the torn flesh, surprising me considerably.

“Wait. Hold on, I should have some emergency ointment I brought somewhere.”

[Perverts are harmful to the world. The act of touching another’s body without permission deserves condemnation. I am Daisy’s precious family. I have a duty to protect Daisy’s body.]

“Can’t you be quiet? You’re going to get scolded when we return, Ash. Who told you to attack My Friend?”

I snapped at my little grey hawk for the first time. Perhaps because I was doing something I normally wouldn’t do, and because the target was an old friend, the flustered emotions wouldn’t easily subside.

“It’s fine, Andert. I don’t need any ointment. This kind of thing heals quickly if you just put some saliva on it.”

Natasha, the actual victim, seemed quite calm.

“Excellent, bird.”

“…”

“You’re right. Perverts are not beneficial. Especially perverts attached to Andert are quite detrimental.”

[Judging that the target has reformed, deactivating pervert blocking system.]

“Please continue to protect Andert well. If you see any suspicious characters, report immediately to this Grand Duke Halo.”

[The man standing outside the door has confessed to Daisy.]

“What?”

Natasha’s eyes turned triangular as she immediately turned around, ready to rush out of the audience chamber.

“Ahem.”

But when the Head Steward’s throat clearing echoed through the quiet room, Natasha’s momentum quickly subsided.

‘The Head Steward is the restraining agent.’

She casually linked arms with me and retraced our path.

“Let’s go out for now, Andert. I have much to discuss with you. So much that how about staying at the Imperial Palace for exactly two months, no more, no less, before leaving?”

“Would that work?”

Natasha, who had been smiling brightly, immediately unlinked our arms and returned to a solemn expression the moment the audience chamber door opened.

Even her walking style was different. Gone was the light, bouncing gait like dandelion seeds, replaced by firmly centered steps like Raphael’s as she walked ahead of me.

Honestly, it was amusing.

Natasha seemed to notice my reaction too.

“…Mm. Please don’t laugh. I got scolded by Inastasia, so I can’t help it. She keeps teaching me that I need to show authority whenever I get the chance… It’s not wrong, so I’m trying to follow it.”

Inastasia… who was that again?

Was it someone I knew? But such an openly noble name…

Ah.

“How is the Head Maid doing?”

Natasha, who had been lightly crossing the corridor, turned to look at me and tilted her head.

“Head Maid? …Oh, right! Inastasia had that past. Ahahaha. I had completely forgotten! My sister, who flies high in social circles, was once Weatherwax’s Head Maid.”

She giggled and chattered for a while, then stiffened her expression again in front of the Imperial Guard. And as soon as the knight was far away, she whispered to me.

“Inastasia is doing well. The Crown Prince has also grown into a fine, upright man. Unfortunately, he’s currently away from the Imperial Palace, so it’ll be hard to meet him.”

As the windows in the corridor became fewer, the bright daylight began to gradually fade away.

“I suppose we’ve exchanged enough pleasantries…”

If it wasn’t my imagination.

The path we were walking was gradually getting darker.

“I suppose I can’t avoid asking now. Andert, was the loss of contact all this time because of Calamity Lien?”

Sharp eyes from the shadows asked me. It was the same question as the Assassin Butler.

‘He said he’d send Maricops the Elder for detailed stories.’

Since he didn’t mention a separate contact method, that meant he intended to send the old man here, to the Imperial Palace.

The Imperial Palace wasn’t a place permitted to just anyone, so it seemed 【Grey Spear】 and the imperial family shared secrets related to Weatherwax.

“…Natasha, do you know what kind of situation Weatherwax was in?”

“Of course. An elder from your family came to explain the situation and ask for help. Since Lien’s infamy was just beginning to spread to Pen Rota at that time, we responded as quickly as possible. Fortunately, there were no casualties.”

The imperial family’s first response was to place the imperial eyes near Weatherwax Manor.

Not now, but until a year ago, all of Midwintry was treated as a special surveillance zone with Berkleighton Knights stationed there.

Fortunately, Lien didn’t come to Weatherwax after the first ambush, so only some watchers remained near the estate.

“So the day you returned to Weatherwax Manor, news of you also reached the Imperial Palace immediately. Since it was obvious you’d notice if we attached people to you, we decided to send the guard to Brisure and bring you back depending on the situation. …Though we didn’t anticipate the terrorism.”

Saying this, Natasha rubbed her eyelids with a somewhat weary expression. She must have been tired from handling various matters due to the Brisure terrorism.

The gradually darkening view was suddenly swallowed by complete darkness.

“This is a secret passage of the Imperial Palace leading outside. It’s a maze where magic use is impossible due to protective barriers. Follow my voice carefully. Ah! Shall I hold your hand?”

“No need.”

The maze was long, but still bearable compared to the secret passage leading to Kalerpa.

Click.

At some point, Natasha opened a door.

What appeared in the brightening light was an old wooden house. There were no visible windows, so I couldn’t tell where it was located, but judging by the quiet surroundings, it seemed to be on the outskirts of the city.

An old man with a familiar face rose from his chair to greet me.

“Maricops the Elder.”

“…Oh, my goodness. Kalerpa.”

Without answering, he approached and grasped my hand, continuously sighing with relief.

“You were alive! What a relief, Weatherwax Baroness. To return so perfectly intact… Hehe. This old man Maricops can finally rest easy.”

“Why have you gotten so old?”

“Even that rude observation is welcome.”

Four years was certainly long for an old man. I stared at Maricops’s face, which had become half jerky, then sat down in a chair.

“I actually had business with you anyway, so the timing was good.”

“Business, you say…”

“I heard that my parents might still be alive. Tell me everything you know.”

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