The Peaceful Life Of A Maid Who Hides Her Power And Enjoys It - Chapter 260

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Part 2, Chapter 58

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[We’ll split the Heart of the West between us two. Then I’ll gracefully give up your heart. How about it? Hm? Aren’t you curious what happens when you become a god and devour a god’s heart?]

[….]

[Why are we still remaining on the earth? Haha. Perhaps it’s because a fifth wall exists? Only after crossing that wall… don’t we become complete gods? Hm? Hm? No longer needing to be controlled by balance… gods who can bloom freely without the earth’s energy!]

One who is not controlled by balance.

A complete god who can bloom freely without the earth’s energy.

Doesn’t that seem to point to… Lu?

[Greedy Spolia will use you and kill you soon, newcomer.]

The distance to the throne grew even closer. Close enough for us to reach each other within seven steps.

[You must kill him.]

Now three steps.

[Let’s become a team.]

One step.

Rien’s breathing became labored.

[I will bring about the end of the old gods…!]

Unable to endure any longer, the moment Rien grabbed Spolia’s throat.

Crack.

[….]

The sensation of a heart.

Since being killed by Rien, there’s a sensation that occasionally dominates my mind like a seizure. That vivid sensation of cold hands chilled by frost gripping my heart.

When my heart grows cold, the resentment I believed I had controlled splendidly raises its head.

Rien, I’m curious about the sensation of your heart.

I know the feeling of having it taken. Then what would the feeling of taking it be like…?

[You, from now on.]

But this place is the entrance to the Pantheon.

[Summarize in three lines. You talk too much.]

Even if I were to tear open the opponent’s left chest, the sensation wouldn’t reach me.

Still gripping Spolia’s throat, he slowly turned his head toward me and smiled with bared teeth, his expression rigidly hardened.

[A regrettable choice. This is why geniuses are…]

Rien’s body melted away like sand, soaking the ground.

Where he disappeared, a pale face appears.

Spolia’s white cheeks were flushed pink as if stained by rose petals.

Violent waves surge within his indigo eyes.

With an expression as ecstatic as if dreaming, Spolia spoke with sincere joy.

[Ah, Ash. You truly are my…]

I didn’t want to hear the rest of those words, so I broke the lily of the valley silver coin.

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The sensation of returning from the Pantheon was like a brain trapped in a flask beginning to breathe fresh air.

When my sight and hearing returned, I realized that my body was being carried by someone.

I then realized that the shoulders carrying this bulk belonged to a woman and immediately thought of Lu, but after recognizing the neatly cut silver hair swaying calmly, I remembered a welcome name.

“How did you find me? Jin.”

Jin’s shoulders twitched as she turned her head with an expression of pure delight.

“Young Master, you’re awake! Thank goodness!”

Jin’s steps as she adjusted her grip on me became much lighter than before. Seeing her bounce cutely, she seemed genuinely happy about our reunion.

“Call me Andert here.”

“What? No, no! How could I dare call Lord Andert by Lord Andert’s name?”

“What are you talking about? If not Andert, what would you call me?”

“Ah. That’s… also true.”

“How did you find me?”

“During the attack on the base, I saw a pillar of light falling from the sky. I heard a few days ago that Lord Andert would be coming as support, and I thought only Lord Andert could show such a miracle…”

She glanced at me with a worried voice.

“But I didn’t expect you to be collapsed. That power… must be quite dangerous.”

That’s not it.

While traveling by airship, we were attacked and crashed, and during that two companions were in danger, so I borrowed Ash’s power to buy time to safely drop them one by one, then decided to extend my sword energy long and drive it into the ground, and after succeeding, the silver coin suddenly trembled and I went to the Pantheon and so on and so forth.

“Well, something like that.”

I roughly agreed since explaining was bothersome.

‘…Wait. Where’s our Ash?’

I searched through my bag just in case, and sure enough. The genius Gray Hawk Ash was sleeping soundly, snoring away.

‘Maybe Ash is smarter than me…’

I gently stroked his tired-looking head and was about to close the bag again when I noticed the crumpled silver coin next to his beak.

Those psychos.

So what happened in the end?

I understood up to Spolia proposing to eliminate Rien, but since I broke the silver coin and returned midway, I couldn’t confirm whether Maria accepted that proposal.

Since Lu didn’t even appear, did it end inconclusively?

I recalled Spolia’s second appearance, which remained unclear and mysterious in my memory, just like before.

Especially those sky-blue eyes that seemed to be dreaming.

‘Which appearance is real?’

No matter what form Lu takes, I can feel his characteristic composure and coldness. Conversely, Spolia felt like a different being every time I encountered him, which was particularly unsettling.

“Lord Jin! You’ve returned!”

Just then, a soldier wearing a dark green military uniform spotted Jin and came running like he was flying.

“…Who is that person?”

“This is Lord Andert Pager.”

The soldier’s eyes grew as wide as eggs.

“My goodness. This is him!”

The soldier clasped his trembling hands tightly together and smiled with joy.

“I heard from Lady Michèle that the supply airship was shot down. I’m so relieved you’re alive! Since you seem quite uncomfortable, let’s get you to the temporary medical station right away…”

“No need. This is more comfortable.”

I’m glad Michèle managed to survive.

Jin puffed out her chest proudly at my words about being comfortable, but to the soldier’s eyes, that sight seemed a bit unnatural. He awkwardly worked his lips before barely managing to say.

“…But, still, you should receive treatment.”

“I’m not injured. Jin is just carrying me.”

“Carrying Lord Andert makes my body and mind feel secure!”

“Ah… I, I see.”

“Has the Sword Master arrived?”

“Yes. He arrived during the attack and is helping with the cleanup. Yeonwang’s party also… Oh, would you like to meet Yeonwang? He asked me to let him know first when Lord Pager arrived…”

We arrived at similar times.

“I don’t need Yeonwang. Jin, let’s go to the Sword Master.”

“Yes.”

“Ah. Lord Jin!”

As Jin energetically moved forward, I asked in a small voice.

“Did you meet the Handsome Inspector?”

“What? Handsome Inspector… are you referring to Lord Andert?”

From her nonsensical response, he hasn’t arrived yet.

“According to the original plan, entry into the Wall of Fire was supposed to be tomorrow. What time exactly?”

“I understand it’s at dawn. However, since the capital Sier Gat is also under bombing threats, I heard the party might detour entirely.”

“Detour? Is there such a shortage of forces to defend the capital?”

“Not exactly. Sier Gat’s Defense Magic Army is at a similar level to Pen Rota, and with Spolia holding the line, even Liin would find it difficult to approach.”

“What about inside the Wall of Fire? What happens if the supply mission fails?”

“Most of the residents will be completely wiped out during the winter.”

I slowly raised my head and looked around the damaged air raid shelter.

Even being generous, it seemed less than 30% of the supplies were intact. With such a small quantity, there would be problems even if they were successfully transported inside the Wall of Fire.

“Are all the supplies food ingredients?”

“No, food can be supplied internally inside the Wall of Fire. Most of the supplies are purification agents.”

“Purification agents?”

Purification. I felt like I had heard similar words somewhere before.

“Yes, purification agents. The toxic gas generated by the fire of disaster causes tremendous harm to ordinary people. When the poisoning becomes severe, the brain gets damaged, causing auditory and visual hallucinations before death.”

Purification. And brain.

The face of the young boy sitting on the bed, venting his resentment, came to mind.

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