The Peaceful Life Of A Maid Who Hides Her Power And Enjoys It - Chapter 309

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Part 2, Chapter 107

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When we arrived at Ragal Station.

I finally thought that Lu’s mysterious power had affected me, causing me to travel back in time to before I headed to the Wall of Fire.

“Baroness Weatherwax!”

“It’s the Baroness, hey! Baroness Weatherwax has just arrived!”

Otherwise, there was no way so many reporters could have gathered, shouting my name.

“The honorary medal ceremony is scheduled to proceed as planned. Are you attending in place of the deceased Andert Pager?”

“Baroness Weatherwax! Was Andert Pager the reason you’ve been quiet for four years?”

My confusion was brief, but the moment their squawking voices and the sentences they uttered reached my ears, I was able to recall one fact I had completely forgotten.

‘I… was publicly known as Andert Pager’s sister…’

Right, that was definitely the case.

In the end, was the crowd surrounding Baroness Weatherwax also because of Andert Pager? This tiresome fame was like persistent mold in a bathroom… I should never appear again once I receive the medal.

“Step aside! No physical approach is permitted!”

Liwein threatened while half-drawing his sword, but the reporters only hesitated briefly before continuing to chatter incessantly from beyond a certain line.

“Is Count Bloodgrave still alive? Is it true that the reason for heading to the Wall of Fire was due to imperial pressure?”

Suddenly, I had this thought.

‘When I act only as Andert, even moving without much thought leads to creative rumors I’ve never heard of, and acting as Baroness Weatherwax is becoming tiresome too…’

Wouldn’t it be less bothersome if I set the record straight on a few matters right here?

After a moment’s consideration, I spoke up in a loud voice.

“The rumor about imperial pressure is not true. Andert moved of his own volition.”

Then, as if they had been waiting, the reporters began rushing forward with fire in their eyes. Thinking Liwein was having a hard time, I kicked the knees of those who got unnecessarily close with the tip of my shoe.

“Then who do you think spread such rumors!?”

“The Gray Spear Guild was suddenly disbanded. Is there any connection to you, Baroness Weatherwax?”

“There are rumors that Graysphere is an employee of the Weatherwax family! What do you think!”

“Is it true that the Gray Spear was a money laundering route for the imperial family?”

“What’s the fashion point of today?”

Answering each one would be troublesome since there were many questions I couldn’t answer and many that were bothersome to answer.

While I was pondering what to do, Lu, who had been walking beside me like a guard knight along with Liwein, whispered in my ear.

“Don’t answer everything. Only pick questions that benefit you to respond to.”

Indeed, that was rational advice.

“Graysphere is currently suffering greatly from an incurable disease. He has severed all worldly ties and is concentrating on treatment at the Weatherwax family, so please refrain from spreading false rumors.”

“An incurable disease? What kind of incurable disease!”

“Is Graysphere dying?”

“You’re making ridiculous excuses! Then how will you explain Jin Berkleighton!”

Good, I’ll skip all the useless questions…

“Baroness Weatherwax! Duke Brugbansel sent Count Garoshe Berkleygraytown, but what was your reason for refusing?”

Brugbansel?

‘…That was fast. That news already reached Ragal?’

While I was pondering whether it would be better to answer or remain silent.

As I had just exited the building and was going down the stairs, a familiar voice reached my ears.

“Baroness Weatherwax! Over here!”

I pushed through the reporters toward the direction of the voice. Liwein also seemed to recognize who the voice belonged to and began quickly clearing a path.

Soon, the person who reached out and pulled me into the carriage the moment our eyes met was…

“Phew. More people gathered than expected. If I had known this would happen, I would have definitely prevented it…”

Naturally, it was Deshero.

Bang bang! When he knocked on the inner wall of the carriage, the wheels began turning as if they had been waiting.

Liwein… well, he’ll manage to come on his own.

The moment Deshero’s eyes met mine, he glared with bulging eyes.

“What on earth happened at the Wall of Fire?”

“Um, many things…”

“Of course many things happened! Do you know how many rumors circulated while you were gone? We almost…!”

With an expression that looked like he might shake me by the neck at any moment, I could only sit quietly and endure the scolding.

Lu was observing me getting scolded with interest while also listening carefully to every word Deshero said.

“…Still, seeing you safe and sound in person puts my mind at ease. Welcome back, Daisy.”

“Yeah.”

Phew. Finally, it was over.

With a sigh of relief, I introduced Deshero to Lu.

“Lu, say hello. This is Baron Deshero. We’ve known each other for a long time, and he’s also Raphael’s aide. He’s a friend who helps me a lot.”

Deshero suddenly looked at me with an expression asking what this situation was about. I found an appropriate excuse and explained.

“Lu… has poor memory lately and tends to forget people.”

His face showed he didn’t believe it at all, but fortunately, Lu’s memory wasn’t an important topic between us.

“So what is Duke Brugbansel thinking, Deshero? Has he now changed his target from Raphael to me?”

During the Magical War.

Duke Brugbansel’s efforts and behind-the-scenes maneuvering to recruit Raphael was a famous story.

Since their ages weren’t that different, the anecdote of him even adopting a distant nephew to make Raphael his son-in-law was also one of our major gossip topics.

Since that Raphael was suddenly getting married… it wouldn’t be strange if he declared he’d take Andert Pager as a substitute.

‘Publicly, I’m Andert Pager’s sister, so he might intend to use me for recruitment.’

Originally, Duke Brugbansel’s obsession with Raphael was due to his artistic swordsmanship (Duke Brugbansel’s claim), artistic appearance (Duke Brugbansel’s claim), and artistic temperament (Duke Brugbansel’s claim)…

Hmm. Then wouldn’t switching to Andert Pager make even less sense?

“Well. Sigh… Things have become unexpectedly complicated, Daisy.”

Deshero’s reaction of sighing repeatedly was quite ominous. If Deshero of all people was adding that it was complicated, it must not be an ordinary matter.

Sure enough.

“A very troublesome individual seems to have attached themselves to Duke Brugbansel’s side. I suspect that person is showing tremendous interest in you.”

“A troublesome individual?”

Who could it be?

‘Troublesome… someone who could be described as troublesome.’

No matter how much I racked my brain, no face came to mind. As I looked at him with furrowed brows, Deshero’s face was filled with deep fatigue.

“It seems to be related to the incident at the Wall of Fire somehow… but I’m concerned that they went to Duke Brugbansel instead of the Imperial Palace. Even the fact that they’re showing interest in you rather than Andert Pager…”

“Who exactly is it?”

Haaaaah-. Deshero let out a deep sigh that seemed like it might cave in the carriage floor and answered while holding his head.

“Spolia.”

“…”

“Spolia came to Pen Rota, Daisy. To meet you.”

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