The Peaceful Life Of A Maid Who Hides Her Power And Enjoys It - Chapter 243

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Part 2, Chapter 41

“Master! You’ve finally returned!”

Had they been playing chess together? Deshang jumped up from the chair across from her and rushed toward me.

She stomped her feet while examining me from head to toe. Fortunately, it seemed I hadn’t been seriously injured in Brishueur.

“Are you alright? I was worried when you were suddenly dragged to the Imperial Palace… Though I was relieved after seeing the newspaper…”

“Deshang.”

“Yes!”

“You can’t just let anyone into the house.”

She looked back and forth between me and the Sword Saint sitting leisurely with surprised eyes.

“Ah… B-but this person is with Master…”

“A companion who has crossed the line between life and death together.”

The Sword Saint, who skillfully interrupted, still looked young, handsome, and annoyingly elegant, just as he had 8 years ago and 4 years ago.

‘Certainly, this side is a bit… how should I put it.’

Should I say it’s reassuring that he remains unchanged?

Of course, Natasha and Raphael are the ones who comfort and stabilize my mind and body. However, the Sword Saint provided me with a sense of relief in a slightly different way from them.

Precisely, the relief of daily life. An existence that remained unchanged in that place and in that form amidst the slowly changing world in the flow of time.

Even if Natasha could no longer take the battlefield someday, even if Raphael could no longer wield a sword, the Sword Saint would still remain as the Sword Saint. It was one of his few outstanding virtues.

“What exactly are you doing here?”

He answered while adjusting the leather gloves on his hands, wearing an uncharacteristically loose and faded shirt and vest.

“How disappointing. After meeting for the first time in 4 years, your first greeting is just a reproach.”

“I don’t really feel like it’s been 4 years. I closed my eyes for a moment and woke up to find it was a week ago.”

“I heard the general story of what you went through from Garrosh before coming here. As always, truly unlucky, Weatherwax Baroness.”

He stood up and approached with heavy steps. After we exchanged a light handshake, the Sword Saint’s next gaze naturally fell on the person standing behind me.

“What to do… The beginning of a new legend…”

Ignoring Deshang’s wailing, Lu smiled brightly.

As if responding to that, the Sword Saint also placed his hand on his left chest and gave a somewhat aristocratic greeting.

Seeing that this uncle, rumored to be a womanizer, didn’t even ask for her name despite seeing such a beautiful woman, it seemed he had roughly figured out her identity.

Well, Lu does have a history of infiltrating the Imperial Palace…

“So why did you come here…”

Just then.

“Duke Berkley Greytown. Fortunately, an appropriate identity… Master?”

The Assassin Butler holding papers entered the office and stopped in his tracks with a startled face.

He approached me with a face that showed he was extremely pleased that these damn troublesome days had finally come to an end.

“When did you arrive?”

“Just now. …What’s that?”

I examined the papers the Assassin Butler was holding.

The first paper was a membership contract for the 【Grey Spear】 guild. The next was an identification certificate. Name: Denny Ehiter, 29-year-old male, born in Midwintry, parents died early… It was ordinary without any special aspects.

But why give this to the Sword Saint.

Why.

Don’t tell me.

“…Please tell me it’s not what I think?”

The Sword Saint was shameless as always.

“Don’t tell me always catches people off guard. You should know that well, shouldn’t you?”

He grinned and returned to the table with the contract and identification certificate. Then he naturally signed while being playful.

“Please take care of me from now on, Guild Master. Ah. Should I also call you Master like Miss Deshang? That’s not very cool though.”

“What are you thinking? At your age, you should be preparing for retirement.”

“How rude. I still have a vigorous body.”

“Shouldn’t the Emperor’s Sword be protecting His Majesty the Emperor?”

“It’s His Majesty the Emperor’s command. He ordered me to protect you, not him, for the time being.”

Protect me?

I looked at him with eyes asking what that meant, but the Sword Saint just shrugged his shoulders lightly.

I swallowed a sigh and turned around.

“What do you think, Lu?”

His answer was firm.

“Not necessary. Whatever it is.”

“Did you hear that? Sorry, but I value this person’s opinion as much as my own.”

Rather than making me worry unnecessarily, why don’t you just play around and eat at headquarters. I was about to say that.

“I’m good at reading people. Whether men, women, elderly, or children…”

The Sword Saint, who had been staring at Lu with meaningful eyes, said to me.

“I will present the lady with a new identity to operate comfortably in Pen Rota. If she refrains from illegal activities during external activities, I will personally guarantee her identity. Could you tell her that?”

Lu smiled broadly with a face that said there was nothing more to see.

“Could you tell him it’s not bad?”

This time I couldn’t swallow the sigh.

The Sword Saint smiled with satisfaction and this time began with somewhat serious eyes.

“That aside, I have something important to say.”

Something important.

If he emphasized it as important, it would be no easy matter. He’s not the type to easily ask others for favors, so probably something serious related to Pen Rota…

“It’s about my alias to use for activities. Would Red Inspector be good, or Flame Sword Blade?”

“…”

“Or… Handsome Inspector wouldn’t be bad either.”

“Haha. Of course, it suits you well!”

I left the office, leaving behind Deshang who was sincerely agreeing.

I had been sensing a presence lingering in front of headquarters for a while now.

While my policy is not to pay much attention to such minor presences, perhaps due to the environment my retainers had experienced over the past 4 years, it was hard to simply ignore.

When I reached the first floor like that.

A woman who had been scanning the interior with a bewildered face greeted me with an innocent smile.

“Hello! I came to deliver good news!”

Good news.

“Did land prices go up?”

“Huh? Ah… I’m sorry, it’s not that… Could you spare some time right now? We’re from the Legion Guild Support Management Department of the Contaninos Republic.”

“Legion? That Legion which is practically like the Imperial Palace of Pen Rota?”

At my question, the woman nodded with a proud face.

“Yes! 【Grey Spear】 has been selected as a party support guild for this second half of the year. You applied early this year, didn’t you?”

What is she talking about.

As I stood there with a blank face, the woman looked somewhat puzzled.

“Are you perhaps Graysphere, the Guild Master of 【Grey Spear】…”

“Hey, newbie. Don’t you have eyes?”

A sharp voice came from the headquarters entrance. Looking at the face, it wasn’t one of our people but seemed to be the woman’s companion.

The man with a displeased expression crossed his arms and swaggered while saying.

“Graysphere is a man. This woman is obviously… what, a secretary? Eye candy? Something like that.”

I ignored the man and spoke to the woman.

“Graysphere is busy.”

“Ah… I see.”

“What. Graysphere isn’t here? We wasted our time coming here. What a waste of time.”

The woman, who had been reading the man’s mood, hurriedly waved her hands.

“No! Don’t worry about it! Are you perhaps the secretary? If it’s alright, I’d like to go inside and explain about future schedules… Anyway, we need to get a signature and move by today at the latest…”

Her flustered appearance reminded me of when I was first employed by the Weatherwax Family. Right, newbies always have it tough.

“Come up.”

“Thank you!”

While climbing the stairs again, I brought up the matter I had been curious about since meeting the woman.

“What’s this party you mentioned earlier?”

The woman with large eyes blinked and then rummaged through her bag with an expression that showed she finally understood what I was asking.

“Are you asking which party selected us as a support guild? Let me see, Gray Spear Guild is… just a moment… Ah! Oh my! It’s the Sword Master’s party! Good heavens. You’ll be working with the world’s greatest party!”

Sword Master, whatever—what the hell is this party supposed to be?

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