The Peaceful Life Of A Maid Who Hides Her Power And Enjoys It - Chapter 310

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Part 2, Chapter 108

Spolia had come looking for me.

At those words, a phrase that rose from deep in my chest fell from my lips without passing through my brain.

“Crazy bastard.”

Deshero seemed surprised by my rather rough reaction.

“Don’t tell me you’re acquainted with Spolia?”

“I am.”

That bastard is….

“My stalker.”

“…Excuse me?”

As if he couldn’t believe it, Deshero’s eyes shook with great bewilderment, but I didn’t feel like explaining in detail.

As I recalled Spolia’s face with an unpleasant expression, Lu, sitting beside me, recited in a low but clear voice like a murmur to himself.

“If it’s Spolia, he would be the demigod who reigns over the western continent. A stalker….”

Then he immediately asked me with a serious face.

“Is there a reason he’s obsessed with you?”

Of course. If there’s a reason, it’s quite clear.

“My heart. And probably….”

This isn’t certain, but… the probability of Lu saying nonsense before losing his memory is extremely low.

“True love?”

For a moment, the surroundings became as quiet as if cold water had been poured over them, except for the sound of the carriage wheels rolling roughly.

Deshero made a face as if he had heard something he shouldn’t have.

“Are we really talking about Spolia right now, Daisy?”

“Yeah. The latter… well, it might sound like a joke… but it didn’t mean he loves me or anything like that.”

As if examining the true meaning of my words, I added like an excuse to Lu, who was watching me with calm eyes rather than a loud reaction.

“Just… well… I guess even after living over 200 years, he still longs for love….”

Deshero had an expression of complete incomprehension, but Lu was different. He muttered ‘I see’ in a small voice and then fell into deep thought. He seems to instinctively remember the fact that Spolia is crazy.

“Daisy, then… do you think Spolia might harm you?”

I scratched the back of my neck and turned my gaze to the scenery outside the window passing by quickly.

“I need to organize my thoughts a bit. Give me a moment, Deshero.”

He accepted my request with silence.

‘What did Spolia come to Pen Rota for?’

It had been quite a long time since Spolia, who was also the chief consul of the Kontaninos Republic, had officially appeared in public.

The fact that such a person appeared in Pen Rota under his own name, at the very time when Andert Pager was receiving an honorary medal, and even through Duke Brugbansel rather than the imperial family, felt very unsettling.

‘Is Raphael’s marriage a smokescreen and he’s trying to get a child from me somehow? Or is it still about my heart?’

But what on earth do those two things have to do with Spolia revealing himself?

“Do you think Spolia might harm you?”

Whether he could harm me.

As I examined that possibility, my mind quickly grew cold.

I was confident I could somehow escape from Spolia’s threat. Survival was the powerful blooming ability I possessed.

So the one in danger wasn’t me.

It would be the imperial citizens of Ragal, if anyone.

“Ah, we’ve arrived at the Imperial Palace.”

As soon as we got off the carriage, we were guided by an attendant and stepped into the Imperial Palace.

The Imperial Palace had an overall chaotic atmosphere.

Of course, all the visible spaces were quiet and peaceful, but if you opened your ears wide, you could feel the presence of people moving urgently and shouting constantly from all directions. They seemed busy preparing for the banquet that would be held after the award ceremony.

The space we were guided to was a wide, very wide, extremely wide golden drawing room located on the second floor of the Imperial Palace.

Two figures who had been having a conversation noticed us and opened their eyes wide. Among them, the one who jumped up and came running as if flying was a woman who had been sitting with her legs crossed.

It was Natasha.

“Daisy!”

Hmm. Indeed, the good thing about becoming a demigod is that I can receive Natasha’s violent embrace and be perfectly fine.

With a grateful heart, I hugged her back and tried to quickly get through the greetings and ask about Spolia.

But Natasha, completely ignoring my response, shouted in a loud voice.

“Ahaha! Daisy! You’re truly my Daisy. Thanks to you, this bet is my victory!”

“…A bet?”

When I looked at her with puzzled eyes, Natasha, who had puffed out her chest triumphantly, raised her index finger and pointed at Raphael.

“Look at that guy, Daisy. That one is a cold-blooded person with no sense of loyalty to a comrade who rolled through battlefields together. Well, didn’t he assert that you would choose the Berkleighton Knights instead of the Jenail Knights?”

The other person who had been conversing with her, Raphael, denied it in a cold voice.

“I didn’t assert it.”

“Tsk. How unmanly. Since you chose that side in the bet, it’s the same as asserting it. I clearly said no… You were scared of being rejected twice, weren’t you, Raphael.”

“That free mouth of yours needs to be shut.”

Natasha, who openly mocked the cold-faced Raphael, hugged me again with a bright smile.

“With this, I’ve claimed your second dance partner instead of Raphael. How about it? You’re happy too, right? Right?”

“Uh… well, yeah. It’s the best. Wonderful.”

“Hmph. Of course, I’d like to be first, but… since there’s a suitable partner, I can’t wish for that much. I don’t act petty, Daisy. Unlike someone.”

Natasha’s eyes glanced toward Lu.

However, Lu was just silently observing Raphael, and Raphael, noticing that gaze, met his eyes with a stiff expression.

An uncomfortable silence flowed for quite a long time.

By now, Lu should have lost interest in Raphael, but unfortunately, there was no sign of that at all.

This feels somewhat unsettling.

Passing by Lu, who was still wary of Raphael, I sat in an empty chair and cleared the coldly settled air.

“Is it true that Spolia is staying in the empire?”

At my intentionally raised voice, Raphael’s eyes finally turned toward me.

“…I actually have something I want to ask you about him, Daisy.”

“Speak.”

“Could you tell us what happened at the Wall of Fire?”

In the current situation, it was a request I couldn’t refuse under the pretext of maintaining secrecy.

I briefly explained what had happened.

The followers of Rien we encountered when crossing the sea to Ostita. The attack on the Corpinium base. The empty city. Rien’s stronghold that was likewise filled only with women. The fact that we had confined the powerless Rien near the land of death….

“Calamity Lien is alive?”

At Raphael’s question, Natasha also stroked her chin with eyes that found it hard to understand.

“Don’t tell me you showed mercy? That’s strange. You’re not the type to do that….”

“To completely kill Rien, a sacrifice is needed. Someone must become a sacrifice to the curse that the land imposes, which no one can defy.”

Both still had expressions of difficulty understanding, but soon nodded their heads. With faces that believed there must be a good reason why I couldn’t deal with Rien, even if they didn’t know the detailed circumstances.

Because of that, my mouth tasted a little bitter.

“…Many things happened during the ten days you were gone.”

While swallowing the cold tea, Raphael began to speak.

“Starting with the lighter matters… Legion announced that an owner qualified to possess Deus’s crucible has been determined. Due to the aftermath of that, from right after the announcement until today, approximately 30 percent of the guilds in the empire have applied for closure. Since it was a field that had grown steadily for four years, it’s having various effects on the economy and political circles as well.”

Those active guilds lost a third of their number in just ten days?

Wait, then.

“The owner of that crucible… don’t tell me it’s me?”

Natasha affirmed with a reluctant face.

“For now, yes. Spolia’s visit to Pen Rota was also supposedly to confirm your qualifications. At least, that’s the official reason.”

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