The Peaceful Life Of A Maid Who Hides Her Power And Enjoys It - Chapter 315

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Part 2, Chapter 113

A bet.

To this sudden proposal, there’s only one answer I can give.

‘Get lost.’

Shut up.

Die.

No, that’s not one answer but three.

Though I spat them out clearly in my head, they couldn’t possibly reach Spolia’s ears. He probably contacted me this way because he had no intention of listening to my opinion in the first place.

As I let out a sneer, the Crown Prince sitting behind the Emperor looked at me with puzzled eyes. In the boy’s eyes, it seemed visible that I wasn’t concentrating on the honor medal ceremony at all.

[The bet is simple…]

‘You bastard.’

[Finding your birth mother in the banquet hall prepared for you.]

‘…’

[You’re curious, aren’t you? That woman’s face.]

‘…’

Suddenly.

Duke Brugbansel’s words came to mind – that Garrosh had left for the Kontaninos Republic to find his birth parents.

It must have been Spolia who leaked that information too.

In the end, anger flared at his actions that had even involved Garrosh.

I dismissed it as nonsense and focused all my attention on the Emperor’s gaunt cheekbones, but the dry voice wouldn’t disappear.

[There’s a condition.]

Just get lost.

[This bet must be our secret… between just the two of us. A secret that can’t be told to anyone. A beautiful and precious secret… you see.]

Should I report this to the imperial family right now and leave this place?

Just as I began to seriously consider it, hot heat began gathering on the inside of my left wrist.

‘Ugh.’

While kneeling, I quietly lowered my gaze to check the inside of my wrist. I could see an oath mark burning into my skin, drawing an unfamiliar pattern.

Ridiculous.

An oath is magic that requires mutual consent. If this side refuses, it can never be formed.

Sure enough, the burning skin began to slowly lose power after a while, as if blocked by some powerful force.

All I had to do was completely nullify the oath like this, but.

“What’s that?”

“Huh…? Look over there!”

“Th-there’s something strange in the sky…”

High in the distant sky.

Whooooom-

A blue sphere begins to rise with a threatening noise.

Though it was at an immense distance, it had a surprisingly clear and distinct presence. Everyone’s gaze turned to the sky.

[Don’t refuse.]

The sphere began to gradually expand.

The people’s murmuring also gradually became more chaotic. However, since Pen Rota Imperial Palace’s defensive magic was world-class, and the citizens knew this fact, they didn’t panic and try to flee.

But if.

If Spolia’s absurd proposal to stake everything was sincere.

Then…

[This is advice.]

I looked down at my wrist again.

‘…Damn perverted bastard.’

Fine, let’s give it a try.

Before long, the pattern that had been only half-complete like an unfinished painting began to take shape again. The completed picture was.

‘…A laurel wreath?’

I thought I heard low laughter from somewhere.

Suddenly, small, soft petals gently settled onto my palm.

When I raised my head. What rushed before my eyes was a wave of petals pouring down like a waterfall. Amid exclamations and screams, a sharp voice rang out from below the dais.

“Protect His Majesty the Emperor!”

With a light breeze, the petals that poured from the blue sphere fluttered like curtains.

[It wasn’t in Kalerpa that I first discovered you.]

Pink-tinted petals fell countless times, fell and fell… dyeing the world in an enchanting red light.

[It was me.]

Queen’s Island from over ten years ago, turned to ash.

Just like that day when Lu cast magic on me there.

[Never forget that fact. You must not forget… Indeed.]

While everyone hurriedly left the dais. Carried urgently by a rushing knight, the Crown Prince reached out his hand toward me.

At that moment.

“Andert!”

Someone who turned my shoulder more roughly than ever before shouted with fierce eyes.

“What are you standing there so dazed for! Get your head together and follow me right now!”

I can’t clearly recall what thoughts led me to follow Raphael in that instant. My head was simply filled with ways and methods of how to deal with the disaster called Spolia.

The knights who had been in formation were busy evacuating the citizens. In the gap, I made eye contact with Duke Brugbansel. His uncharacteristically mysterious expression was particularly deeply imprinted in my mind.

An opaque barrier began to cover the sky above the Imperial Palace. Blocked by powerful defensive magic, amid the rapidly disappearing petals, his delighted voice could be heard.

[Congratulations, my Daisy.]

After the voice disappeared. Among the chaotic crowd, a familiar figure approached me. It was Lu.

As always, I took the hand of the one who remained unchangingly by my side and said.

“I have a favor to ask, Lu.”

I need your help.

And so… my first honor medal ceremony came to an end without me even properly receiving the medal.

* * *

Mother.

My memories of that existence aren’t very clear.

She seemed kind but also seemed strict, seemed good but also seemed selfish.

Still, there was one thing I could remember clearly.

“Daisy? My lovely daughter. Just as we protect you, you must protect your sibling. Your very own sibling. They can only survive if you care for and protect them.”

Was it because of that spell-like request?

I managed to get by while holding my slow, dull, and even stupid sibling in my arms.

Looking back now, it seems it wasn’t simply to foster family love, but was intended to somehow entrust my sibling’s life, who was only a few years old, to me.

I, who was just an innocent child, regarded mother’s request as her last words and somehow managed to protect Andert.

That mother is now said to be standing on the same ground, in the same space as me at this very moment.

It’s incomprehensible.

But there was something even more incomprehensible.

[Shall we start our bet? Staking everything you have… and everything I have.]

What could Spolia possibly lack that he would stake everything he has?

Was he actually a gambling addict obsessed with betting, regardless of being a god? Or was it his intention to take revenge on me, who was practically Rien’s enemy, out of genuine love for Rien?

Or was it just a simple prank?

A whim?

Still… it must mean he’s confident he can win the bet in any situation.

“I’ll warn you once more.”

While putting a rough silver ring on my right ring finger, Lu met my gaze. Then he said firmly.

“If this ring is destroyed in any way or falls off your finger, it will lose its effectiveness. If it’s really dangerous, rather put it in your mouth and swallow it. The aftermath will be your responsibility though.”

Lu, who gave this advice, also had the exact same ring on his right ring finger.

I looked back and forth between his ring and mine, then moved my ring to my left ring finger. Even seeing my action, Lu didn’t say anything particular. Though he didn’t move his ring to the same position either.

Lu, who had been quietly looking down at the ring on my ring finger until I lowered my left hand, softly parted his lips.

“What more can I do for you….”

Lu, who had trailed off for a moment, raised his head and met my gaze again.

“No, is there nothing else you need to ask of me?”

A face that seemed ready to help with whatever request I made. I suspected that Lu had figured out that the mage who had ruined the honor medal ceremony was Spolia.

Still, you’re quite faithful to your role. Right now, Lu was my escort mage helping me.

“Yeah, that’s enough. And if….”

If.

…What should I say? If Ragal falls into chaos, should I ask him to take everyone from Midwintry and flee? To seek refuge in Loqwe?

Actually, these were matters I had already discussed with Malicops the Elder. At first he had questioned me persistently, but when I remained silent to the end, he nodded with a sigh. By now, he must have realized this was quite a serious crisis.

I smiled gently at Lu, who was quietly waiting for my words.

“Just stay close by my side. Don’t cause any trouble at the banquet hall.”

“….”

Lu looked at me silently, then slowly extended his hand.

Mm, good. Shall we go?

It was time for the banquet to begin.

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