The Peaceful Life Of A Maid Who Hides Her Power And Enjoys It - Chapter 295
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Part 2, Chapter 93
Rien woke up.
“Ha, I… haha. What the hell is this…?”
Looking at his state, it seemed only his body had become younger.
‘It would have been more convenient if his mind had become younger too.’
As the struggling Rien waved his fingers in the air, flames began to slowly rise from the floor of the room.
Illusion magic, perhaps. Even so, it was such low-level magic that far from burning the hem of my clothes, they remained perfectly fluffy.
Rien let out a sigh with disbelieving eyes.
“This… Why am I using such inferior magic…!”
“Stop wasting your effort.”
With a light gesture of my chin, the Sword Master threw Rien to the floor. Rolling around helplessly, Rien just stared down at his own hands with vacant eyes.
“Unity of mind and body means the body and soul together overcome barriers to reach enlightenment. Even if your mind and soul are intact, if your body has returned to that of a child, you’ve essentially become human again.”
“…Human? Me?”
He stared at me with a face that couldn’t believe it at all.
“The catastrophic Rien?”
Isn’t this guy embarrassed by his own nickname?
After being stunned by shock for just a moment, Rien shakily got up and began to flee out of the drawing room like lightning using his small body.
“Ugh!”
Well, he’d just get caught by the Sword Master’s hands again anyway.
Seeing him struggle again like before made me sigh involuntarily.
‘What to do with that fool.’
That’s when it happened. Skuld, who had gotten up, naturally stood in front of Rien and put a leather necklace… no, a collar around his neck.
“What’s that?”
“A necklace Ash wore when he was young.”
Ash did?
Skuld reminisced about the past with a face filled with nostalgia.
“I used it during the period when he loved walking but was woefully inadequate at flight training. When he wore this necklace and I designated an area, he couldn’t leave that area.”
My goodness. That has maximum utility, doesn’t it? Anyone can see it’s a collar prepared for Rien!
“Damn it! Take this off right now! Do you think I’m some kind of dog? You annoying bastards, I’ll kill every last one of you here…!”
I gave the raging Rien a demonic flick on the top of his head.
“Get a grip. Kill who? You seem to have forgotten that the one who almost died here wasn’t us, but you.”
With tears forming at the corners of his eyes, Rien glared at me.
“Who do you think saved you when you almost died a dog’s death blocking the path of Dunain, who’s nothing but a dummy? Those women from the village? Or Spollia?”
As soon as Dunain was mentioned, Rien’s breathing stopped instantly. Should I describe the situation from that time in more detail? As I was pondering that moment.
“…Excuse me.”
A small, cautious voice came from the entrance of the drawing room.
“The meal is ready. …Please come and eat.”
A meal.
That is the most important and sacred schedule of the day. Moreover, a dish that a cook has put effort into completing must never be skipped and should be savored with time and care.
“…Consider yourself fortunate just to be alive. This land is full of people who are dying to kill you.”
I grabbed the fierce-eyed Rien by the scruff of his neck and headed to the dining room. Thanks to the generous size of the dining table, it was sufficient for 12 people to sit.
After seating the struggling Rien in the chair next to me and limiting his movement space to the chair and part of the dining table, no matter how much of a fuss he made, he couldn’t fall off the chair. The performance is definitely reliable.
The women who looked at Rien with worried eyes spoke to me in uncertain voices.
“We’re sorry. We have plenty of ingredients but we don’t really know how to cook them.”
“We don’t know many spices either, so we only used the ones we always use.”
“But it should be edible, right? All the ingredients were fresh!”
Anyway, among this group, only three or four women know how to ‘cook.’ So I should be grateful just for what they’ve done. At least from everyone else’s perspective except mine.
I thought the cooking time hadn’t taken long, and indeed it was food like steamed and mashed potatoes or grilled meat.
‘It’s perfectly edible, but… it just makes me miss Lu more.’
The Sword Master began filling his stomach without complaint, and Skuld wore a small smile while only drinking water. Anyway, these Calepa people. They’re as noble as high aristocrats, so their tastes are picky.
And Rien…
Perhaps still not fully grasping reality, he was staring at the dining table with a serious expression. What is this bastard doing in front of the dinner table?
“What are you doing skipping meals when you’re just a human kid? Hurry up and eat.”
“Ugh, uuugh!”
I forced open Rien’s mouth and stuffed mashed potatoes into it. He shook his head as if trying to spit it out, but when his eyes met with the women’s, his struggling decreased.
The way he glared while chewing and swallowing reluctantly was truly… boyish.
“You’d better pray I stay like this forever, rookie. Once I regain my power…”
“Whether you regain it or not, you’re going to be sent to Trash Hill anyway. Focus on cleaning up and rebuilding all the villages you burned there.”
The Sword Master looked at me with eyes asking what I meant.
The women asked me back.
“Trash Hill? When will we be going there?”
Since I’m sending Rien, they naturally think they’ll be going too.
‘…That would make it easier to control Rien though.’
Despite pretending otherwise, Rien was definitely concerned about the women. The women had essentially followed Rien too, so we couldn’t separate them from each other.
‘Should I build a second villa in this area?’
Trash Hill is already scheduled for redevelopment, so it wouldn’t be bad to buy up all those rights.
Then, Rien asked me through gritted teeth.
“What do you want from me, rookie?”
What do I want?
I don’t particularly want anything. This situation just happened unexpectedly.
“Well.”
“…”
“One thing is certain though. I can’t let you go outside as you are now.”
“…No matter what state I’m in, I am Rien, ruler of the Southern Continent and master of death. Daisy Pager, you have no authority to control me.”
“No authority? What can you do if you go out?”
Rien’s eyes became even more fierce, but I continued without being intimidated at all.
“Shall I make a prophecy? The moment I release you, you’ll happily head south, and on that path you’ll obviously fall into Spollia’s trap.”
“…”
“Especially if Dunain comes out personally and shouts ‘Daddy, I missed you!’ it won’t take long. You’ll stand there stupidly and get caught obediently…”
Bang!
Rien slammed his fist on the dining table and warned me with bloodshot eyes.
“Don’t… speak that name, Daisy Pager.”
I answered with serious eyes without a trace of laughter.
“I don’t want to. Dunain, Dunain, Dunain, Dunain, Setnain, Netnain, Daseotnain…”
While everyone was quiet, only Skuld leaned back and burst into laughter.
“Hahaha!”
I ignored him and continued.
“Still don’t get it? Your opinion doesn’t matter. Even if you kneel and beg, I might or might not listen, so who are you to boss around?”
“…”
“Same goes for Trash Hill. Think I’m sending you there to atone? No. It’s simply because you’re completely useless. You have no value or use, so I’m telling you to at least contribute that pathetic labor to cleaning that place.”
How long did that sharp silence last?
Stab-
Suddenly Rien picked up a knife from the table and pierced through the back of my hand. The women’s sudden screams echoed through the dining room.
“R-Rien!”
“Miss Daisy! Are you okay?”
Burning pain covered my entire right hand, but I didn’t have time to check the condition of the back of my hand.
A small blue kitten that had silently walked in from the dining room entrance caught my eye.
“Lu?”
Lu had awakened.
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