The Peaceful Life Of A Maid Who Hides Her Power And Enjoys It - Chapter 245

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Part 2, Chapter 43

Did mentioning cake bring to mind the bandit maid’s lovable reliability? The man’s complexion turned pale.

The woman reacted with disbelief.

“I, I heard that he survived this time, but… could it be that Sir Andert Pager is affiliated with the Grey Spear?”

“That’s not it.”

“…Then I can’t believe it!”

You again.

“You’re not even guild-affiliated but you’ll send a dispatch? Hmph, what can’t you do with smooth talk? I’ve dealt with surprisingly many people like you. Just because we’re from the republic, you babble whatever…”

I mercilessly cut the chiffon cake in half with my fork as a threat.

“What are you going to do if you can’t believe it?”

“That’s…”

“What can you even do?”

“We, we are the Pen Rota branch representatives for this operation! We came to headquarters in the first place to see with our own eyes if it’s a guild that can actually participate! Without our permission, you cannot cross the wall of fire!”

“Really? Then give us permission.”

The man looked at the assassin butler instead of me with eyes that said he absolutely couldn’t do that. But he picked the wrong opponent.

“You’re asking for permission.”

That one has a curse on him, so he can’t cross the wall of fire even more.

Thus began an intense battle of wits between the Legion official and the assassin butler.

This is why people become tiresome when they’re too suspicious.

Even though they need a proven strong person, and I’m going as Andert Pager, a participant in the Magical War (and they even seem to know who he is), they don’t properly believe it and raise their voices?

Well, I’ll leave convincing the official to the assassin butler.

‘I should prepare supplies for the journey.’

So I headed to the market with Lu, a travel veteran (more precisely, an age veteran).

Lu, who was walking arm-in-arm with me at a leisurely stroll pace, casually said.

“Moving as Andert Pager will be more troublesome than now, Daisy.”

“It can’t be helped. For the time being, I plan to move separately using the Andert identity and the Daisy identity.”

The name Andert Pager has fame beyond necessity, making it useful in many ways.

However, being famous means there are various obstacles to acting secretly, so I planned to move as Daisy for quite personal matters.

“Weatherwax Baroness!”

As soon as I entered the market entrance, merchants who recognized my face gathered around.

“Well, well. Who is this? Isn’t this our baroness? Where on earth have you been for 4 years? We were truly worried.”

Indeed. Not aging has this advantage.

“I was a bit busy. Nothing happened in the neighborhood?”

“Oh my. Nothing happened? So much! Starting with that Weatherwax Manor being sold! An eyesore appeared in Midwintry!”

“Oh dear, oh dear. With our baroness’s house gone, what should we… shouldn’t we all chip in and at least set up a tent for you?”

That’s still our house though. I should just pretend not to know, I thought at that moment.

A fruit merchant who came close whispered in my ear.

“We, we know it’s just the appearance that changed because of that bad guy called Calamity Lien or something. Don’t worry, baroness.”

They all know. Indeed, this is the information network worthy of Midwintry’s greatest secret weapon, the market merchants…

The merchants who were eagerly exchanging greetings seemed as worried as they were happy.

“I heard the world has become turbulent again. Will Midwintry be okay?”

“Don’t worry. Nothing will happen to this city.”

“Do you know, baroness? Last time the Emperor’s Sword passed through this street – swoosh! I thought he was possessed by a ghost, but when I saw the newspaper, he really had returned alive?”

“Yeah, yeah, we were on guard thinking that Calamity whatever was changing appearance to bother our baroness. If we had known, we should have gotten an autograph. Baroness, make sure to get an autograph if you meet him later! I heard they trade for high prices.”

Expensive? I should mass-produce them later if I need travel money.

Anyway, I purchased a sturdy bag, leather gloves, and a water bottle in preparation for the new journey.

Rather than helping beside me, Lu stood a step away and watched me among the market merchants, which I thought might be the ‘feeling of enjoying a longed-for masterpiece performance from the front row of the grand theater’ that he had mentioned.

“Come, come. Eat this before you go. It came in yesterday, so it’s fresh.”

I answered with difficulty while chewing the jelly that filled my mouth.

“I already ate a lot.”

“Where did you leave that blue-haired boyfriend and come alone?”

“He came with me but is resting at home.”

“I see. Then who is this pretty child? A new maid?”

“This person is…”

Gulp.

I swallowed the jelly and stared at Lu.

Those incomparably leisurely eyes.

But I know. Lu was secretly expecting my answer while pretending not to… as he always had…

“This person is…”

Well, if he’s expecting it, it can’t be helped. I have no choice but to give a corresponding answer.

“Though not my woman… guaranteed by none other than the Sword Saint Jigharke Berkleighton himself! Andert Pager’s woman!”

“What?”

Amid the commotion of ‘That hero who returned recently?’ and ‘The Emperor’s Sword’s woman?’, I shouted majestically.

“It’s true, so feel free to spread the rumor.”

When I looked back at Lu, I saw a satisfied smile. Lu is sometimes as easy to read as a child.

I approached him while holding the newly purchased supplies in my arms.

“I think I bought enough. I mainly got things I thought would be essential when climbing Aragald Mountain. This should be fine, right?”

Lu nodded his head with a benevolent face.

“Yes, Daisy. That much would be fine not only for travel but even for starting a new household in the wilderness. You could even disguise yourself as a peddler.”

I returned to headquarters feeling proud.

But had a problem arisen while I was away?

Armed people were camped in front of the headquarters.

“Hmph!”

The Legion official who snorted loudly in front of the door sneered and shouted.

“Did you think we came with just our bodies and no preparation? We brought a mercenary guild! Arbitrarily confining and oppressing us is also a challenge to Legion!”

The assassin butler, who only stuck his head out from the second-floor window, clicked his tongue.

“Ungrateful bastard. He demanded water so angrily that I gave him warm tea and cake as gifts. Now he’s overturning everything and leaving.”

Ah, the negotiations didn’t go well.

“What, what? You’re saying misleading things! Isn’t this all because of you people? Spouting nonsense about Andert Pager being dispatched beyond the wall of fire instead of Graysphere…!”

That’s when it happened.

A huge carriage suddenly came running through the packed crowd and stopped in front of us.

The moment everyone’s attention turned to the carriage, the tightly closed door slowly opened.

Creeak-

For some reason, it was a sound that felt particularly chilling to my ears.

Then two men got out of the carriage one after another. First, the man who got off while holding a luxurious box in his arms was…

“It’s been a while, Weatherwax Baroness. You look quite well for someone who didn’t even contact us, which puts my mind at ease.”

Deshero.

And the man behind him with a head taller was… Raphael.

‘Shit. Raphael’s here.’

With the unexpected appearance of a big shot, the area fell into silence rather than murmuring.

Raphael’s noble red eyes swept across the crowd and settled on the Legion official at the end.

Finally, he questioned in an ominous voice.

“Who… is being dispatched where?”

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