The Peaceful Life Of A Maid Who Hides Her Power And Enjoys It - Chapter 284

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Part 2, Chapter 82

‘One, two, three… Nine at most, perhaps.’

I couldn’t be certain, but most of the presences in this village seemed to belong to women. Since the first person to confront outsiders was such a small, thin woman, any men would likely be nothing but young children.

Something was strange.

‘This place is supposed to be Rien’s stronghold?’

The headquarters of psychos who commit suicide bombings in the middle of cities was nothing more than this dilapidated village?

Thinking it might be a disguised location, I closed my eyes and concentrated more deeply. However, even when I examined beyond 2km, and even when I looked underground beneath this village, I felt no particular human presence.

Just in case, I checked the note Michèle had left again, but it was the same. This was definitely the location written on the note.

“We, we’re just living quietly in our village. Please leave!”

The trembling voice contained a vivid fear that couldn’t be ignored. Because it was genuine terror rather than false acting, I had to feel like I’d become some great villain.

‘Hmm. Would it have been more comfortable if I’d entered in my original form rather than as Andert?’

Looking at the woman with complicated eyes, I rummaged through the inside of my bag and pulled out glass bottles.

“Are you a resident of this place? That works out well, I brought purification medicine. The quantity seems a bit insufficient though… How many people are in the village total?”

“…”

Suspicious eyes examined my hands and face. While the other party hesitated, irritated shouts came from behind the shabby wooden house.

“We don’t need it!”

“We don’t need purification medicine, so get the hell out of our village!”

It wasn’t just one or two voices.

Had all the residents been watching?

“We are Rien’s people!”

“If you threaten to sacrifice us, the god of calamity will personally punish you! Disappear right now!”

All women’s voices, as expected. Their wariness was intense, and I was considering whether I should retreat for now. At that moment, the eyes of the woman who had been staring behind me filled with despair.

“…Ah, Servia!”

Servia?

When I turned my head in the direction the woman was looking, I saw another equally gaunt woman and a man entering the village while holding that woman hostage.

“Sword Master?”

The man, the Sword Master, who had been restraining both of the woman’s wrists while thoroughly surveying the surroundings, suddenly stopped walking.

I could see a wound on his left arm that hadn’t been there before.

Rather than asking what had happened, I lightly gestured with my chin toward the woman the Sword Master was pressuring.

“Hey, Sword Master. Stop the unnecessary threats and let that woman go.”

A bitter smile appeared on the Sword Master’s lips.

“Let go? You’re more naive than you look, Andert Pager… Don’t you think these women are bait trying to make us let our guard down?”

“There’s no one around here except weak women. They’re completely unrelated to Rien’s followers… well, maybe not completely. But that doesn’t mean they’re bait either. I’m certain, so trust me.”

The Sword Master’s eyebrows twitched roughly. He silently examined me and the woman standing behind me, then slowly released his hands.

Communication has become quite smooth compared to our first meeting.

“Servia!”

Watching the two women embrace each other left a bitter taste in my mouth. As I thought, this place doesn’t seem like an ordinary village.

…Ah, come to think of it.

“You brought some purification medicine too, right?”

When I gestured for him to hand it over, the Sword Master sighed and rummaged through his bag to pull out purification medicine. Adding mine, there were nine total.

“Lucky, it matches the headcount exactly. Hey, miss. Gather all the people from this place. I’ll administer the purification medicine.”

Not me, but the Sword Master.

The purification medicine piled up in my arms clinked softly. The woman staring at that sight had a very peculiar expression, as if she couldn’t distinguish whether we were enemies or allies.

“…How did you two enter this village?”

“On foot.”

The woman’s eyes went blank for a moment.

“Th-this place can’t be entered by just anyone.”

That’s true. I had some trouble thanks to the web Rien had laid out.

I looked back at the Sword Master with eyes asking how it was for him. With a tired face, he just snorted and stared at the woman without answering. From his expression, it seemed he’d had a similar experience to mine.

‘Is that wound on his left arm a trace of escaping from Rien’s mental magic?’

A useful guy indeed. But that’s exactly why he’s annoying.

“A-anyway. We don’t need purification medicine, so please leave.”

In the end, it was a repetition of the same conversation.

Sigh. Letting out a small sigh, I had no choice but to reveal my unfortunate circumstances to them.

“Why do you keep telling me to leave? I’m busy looking for Rien. I have some things built up with that bastard that I need to settle. What about you ladies anyway? Are you perhaps something like Rien and his nine wives?”

Pfft. A small laugh burst out from somewhere in the village. The woman who briefly glared in that direction shook her head with a somewhat softened tone.

“Wives… that’s not… what we are.”

“Then? Followers?”

Nod.

Hmm. Followers?

“You seem quite different from the Rien followers I know.”

Right, Sword Master. That’s exactly what I mean.

“Anyone here who can make flame balls?”

“…”

“Anyone prepared to commit terrorism?”

“…”

“Anyone ready to massacre people regardless of age or gender for Rien’s sake?”

“…”

Who am I even talking to.

In the atmosphere where they maintained silent silence to the continuing questions, whispered voices came and went slowly.

“Terrorists… who could they be talking about?”

“They must be talking about the Solitorc fanatics.”

Solitorc?

‘Solitorc and fanatics shouldn’t be words that can go together, should they?’

At that moment.

“Did you just say Solitorc?”

The Sword Master, who had caught the familiar word in the whispers, asked back, and the surroundings became quiet again.

Really no sense. You shouldn’t be so sharp when dealing with people who are heavily guarded. Just keep your mouth shut, you.

“Friends? Listen carefully. We came here through that Solitorc. It was to transport purification medicine. But the city was actually on fire, and all the people had gone missing… Does anyone know what happened this time?”

“Did you hear? It all burned down!”

They don’t know.

“Not satisfied with our sacrifices, they even burned the city. They’ve gone as far as they can go.”

“Did they voluntarily become Rien’s followers?”

“Obviously! Disgusting bastards! Since Deus wouldn’t listen to them, they decided to worship Rien!”

The conversations I occasionally heard were bizarre.

Don’t tell me. Does this mean Solitorc was burned by Solitorc’s residents?

“No need to listen carefully. They’re women brainwashed by Rien.”

The Sword Master quietly warned and took back the purification medicine I had been carefully holding.

“Staying in this crazy village would just be a waste of time. I’ll look around the vicinity. What will you do?”

“…No, there’s no need for that.”

Because Rien is already here.

As if it had been waiting, deadly flames rose from the ground.

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