The Peaceful Life Of A Maid Who Hides Her Power And Enjoys It - Chapter 237

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Part 2, Chapter 35

Natasha asked urgently with surprised eyes.

“Not moving? What do you mean, Andert? …Ah. Right, there’s the situation with the Weatherwax retainers and all. There must be several matters that need immediate attention.”

“It’s not because of that. I mean I won’t look for my parents.”

Malicops, who had been playing with Ash using the broken Renya doll, let out a contemplative sound.

“An unexpected answer.”

“Is it?”

“How about reconsidering? This is a golden opportunity to meet parents you thought were dead. Or is there a special reason you won’t look for them, Baroness Weatherwax?”

“Because I don’t need to.”

My parents’ death.

The memory of what should have been one of the biggest events in my life is only hazy since I was too young at the time.

The cause of my parents’ death was a fire from an unexplained explosion, and Andert and I, who were fortunately focused on watching insects outside the house at the time, survived by luck.

If such a death was actually an arrangement for us.

If it was a disguise to save us while they escaped.

‘Should I be grateful.’

I’m not sure.

There were many days I resented my parents for leaving just my sibling and me behind. There were even more days I longed for the warm embrace I can’t even remember. Yearning for parents was no different from a child’s instinct.

‘If they’ve forgotten about our existence, that would actually be something to be thankful for. If we stir things up unnecessarily and they appear before Andert spouting nonsense or making threats….’

Then I had no intention of forgiving them, even if they were my parents.

‘Was Rien simply lying to confuse me.’

But to think that result ultimately led to my parents’ unexpected survival. Indeed, you never know what will happen in this world.

“Thank you both for caring about me. As for my parents, well, maybe I’ll look for them in about 100 years if I get really bored.”

“Ordinary people tend to become skeletons after a century passes, Baroness.”

I expressed my gratitude to Natasha, who had a complicated expression with her arms crossed.

“I’m especially grateful to you, Natasha. You took care of many things while I was away. I’m in your debt.”

She showed a rare look of dissatisfaction.

“You shouldn’t casually speak of debt, Andert. The debt that I, this country, and the people of this country owe you is much greater.”

“Mm.”

“Raphael would have said the same thing if he were here.”

At that not entirely welcome name, I turned my head pretending to be nonchalant and casually brought it up.

“That guy… didn’t he say he was waiting for me? Why isn’t he showing his face at all?”

“He was certainly here until morning… A dignitary arrived from the Contaninos Republic without prior notice. Raphael is probably dealing with that person right now.”

A person? Just one?

It was a strange move, but we decided to get up for Natasha’s next schedule.

* * *

At the same time.

Liwein Wokhood having to escort an unscheduled dignitary was literally an unscheduled event.

“Sigh….”

Normally he would have followed orders from above without passion, soul, or complaint, doing whatever he was told to do, but today was different.

Today was a special day for him.

Now that it had been exactly two months since he was pushed into being promoted to captain of the Jenail 3rd Knights.

Now that he was suffering from his mother’s nagging about how long he would postpone marriage, only to suffer even greater nagging due to his position as knight captain.

Now that he had been evaluated as never once not being a parachute appointment from enlistment to promotion, enduring some colleagues’ gossip and jealousy, but nothing had changed much even after becoming knight captain.

Today’s schedule was truly like rain in a drought!

“Sigh….”

He tried to regain his composure by controlling his breathing once more.

Liwein maintained an expressionless face while looking at the silver carriage entering the Imperial Palace, which looked incredibly antique at first glance.

It couldn’t be helped. Let’s accept it as fate. Wasn’t he born with somewhat bad luck to begin with?

Click.

When a servant opened the carriage door, a beauty with sweet blonde hair braided down appeared.

She was a woman so lovely and enchanting it could make one’s eyes spin. Even so, to Liwein she was nothing more than a tactless foreign visitor.

“Welcome, Lady Trevia of Mesita. I am Liwein Wokhood, captain of the Jenail 3rd Knights. I will escort you into the Imperial Palace.”

Trevia nodded with a gentle smile.

“I didn’t know the Jenail Knights were staying at Pen Rota Imperial Palace. It must be because of Andert Pager’s safe return?”

“Yes.”

All young knights of Pen Rota have three idols.

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Raphael Jenail.

Andert Pager.

But among them, the greatest idol would have to be Andert Pager.

From Liwein’s perspective, having been tormented by two superiors called the greatest swordsmen since receiving his knighthood, the God of the Demon War, the Hero of the Demon War, the Demon War itself existed as none other than Andert Pager.

How ecstatic had he been at the news of his safe return?

Even so, Liwein wouldn’t be able to meet him today.

Trevia, who was being escorted by Liwein, looked at him with pitying eyes.

“I’m sorry, you must have been looking forward to it. You got stuck with the punishment of escorting a boring woman like me.”

“Please don’t say such things. I don’t mind.”

Actually, he minded it to death.

“Andert Pager is a famous war hero in our Contaninos Republic as well. I hope my business here concludes well so I can meet him too.”

Perhaps it was because of her calm voice. The sense of victimization that felt like it would burst subsided a little.

‘She has almost no republican accent.’

Communication between Pen Rota people and Contaninos Republic people was basically smooth. It was natural since both countries were born from the division process of the Central Empire.

However, the Contaninos Republic had a completely different culture from Pen Rota, which had successfully maintained a centralized system for 400 years, inheriting the maintenance of the Central Empire.

Starting from declaring a republic after abandoning the Central Empire’s identity while repeating numerous wars with large and small city-states that had become independent from the Central Empire.

Therefore, the far western regions of the Contaninos Republic and the far eastern regions of Pen Rota sometimes required slight translation for communication.

Liwein’s steps stopped at the entrance to the hall inside the Imperial Palace.

There, Raphael was waiting for him. Standing tall and unwavering as always.

“Lord Raphael of Jenail.”

Trevia, who smiled gently as if pleased, covered her mouth with a somewhat surprised face.

“Ah… I’m sorry. I should have called you Duke Jenail. I made a mistake speaking hastily.”

“It’s fine, Lady Trevia of Mesita. Nice to meet you.”

As always, it was a stiff and indifferent first greeting that showed no respect for the lady.

Nevertheless, Trevia smiled happily.

Something he felt every time he saw his superior was that women’s hearts seemed to be moved by face and honor regardless of attitude.

Otherwise, there was no way that wooden man could be mentioned as the best marriage prospect every year even as his age increased annually.

‘Or is it simply because he consistently remains unmarried regardless of age.’

For the two greatest swordsmen of Pen Rota to have no children. It was truly a rare thing.

Then, Raphael, who had been quietly staring into Trevia’s eyes, opened his lips with an indifferent voice.

“I’ll ask just one thing, Lady Trevia of Mesita.”

“Yes. Please ask freely.”

“Are you really Lady Trevia of Mesita?”

“Of course. Is there some problem?”

Liwein looked up questioningly at Raphael’s face, which was twice as cold as usual.

And soon he too looked at Trevia suspiciously. Because Raphael wasn’t the type to make such statements without reason.

“…His Majesty the Emperor is currently in poor health and resting.”

“Oh my. That’s unfortunate, I’ll pray for his recovery on behalf of the Contaninos Republic.”

“Fortunately, Duke Hailo, His Majesty’s representative, is staying at the Imperial Palace, so he’ll make time for you soon.”

“Ah… Then can I also meet Lord Andert Pager?”

“Are you interested in him?”

“Of course. Today I came to propose a marriage alliance to him.”

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