The Peaceful Life Of A Maid Who Hides Her Power And Enjoys It - Chapter 329

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Part 2, Chapter 127

Through the rectangular window, chaotic torrential rain poured down mercilessly.

Against that backdrop, Spolia standing alone didn’t feel as conspicuously alien or strange as before.

Would all ordinary humans see him this way? Or had Spolia carefully hidden his presence to lower my guard.

To consider the latter, I had clearly sensed his presence even before leaving Lu’s bedroom. However, that sensation could have been a kind of signal Spolia sent only to me.

What was certain was that facing Spolia now, I felt no fear whatsoever.

I quietly pulled out a chair at the dining table and sat down, opening this unwelcome reunion.

“Are you still going to talk about that bet?”

“…”

“Or are you planning to spout that ridiculous nonsense about still loving me even after falling to humanity?”

“…”

“Taking advantage of this time to steal my heart would be useless. The moment it leaves my body, the heart will become rotting flesh.”

Spolia laughed silently. His somewhat weary face felt strangely like that of an ordinary person rather than a demigod.

“My Daisy.”

“Drop that damn title.”

“You still don’t know the value you possess. Of course… even that fact is part of why you’re lovable.”

Following his nonsense, Spolia sat across from me at the dining table without permission, resting his chin and opening his eyes languidly. With an expression as comfortable as if he were in his own home.

“Now shall we finish this bet? But doesn’t this house offer even a glass of water to guests? I sometimes want to destroy such inhumane structures…”

So many demands.

I picked up the tea pot filled with water and poured drinking water into my half-finished cup until it overflowed.

“Men who cling persistently without knowing when to give up aren’t popular. Where exactly is the reason I should continue that tedious bet with you?”

Then I pushed the overflowing cup toward Spolia. The cup luckily avoided tipping over and reached Spolia, but he didn’t wet his throat.

“No. Why should I even bet with you in the first place? Such worthless rewards don’t particularly appeal to me.”

When I touched the inside of my wrist, I felt an unpleasant sensation. I should tear off this skin bearing traces of the oath as soon as my power returns.

“I don’t understand your purpose either. You want to have me? Judging by your talk of love, it can’t mean physical possession. Do you think I could become yours based on whether you guess my mother’s identity correctly or not? Even Calepa, no, even Rien wouldn’t have such childish thoughts.”

At the last sentence, Spolia’s brow furrowed slightly.

“If you need my attention, act appropriately, Spolia. Taking Ragal hostage and driving me to a cliff won’t get you anything.”

“…”

“At best, only hearts would remain. Like those things you’ve carefully collected in your jewelry box…”

As if listening intently to my words, Spolia’s eyes, which had been quiet for a while, suddenly turned cold.

“How did you know?”

How did I know?

How did I know that the reason you’ve been collecting gods’ hearts until now wasn’t some grand ambition, but the result of approaching them talking about mere love, then abandoning them like Rien and ultimately taking their lives?

‘Well… because a psychopath like you would do exactly that.’

I didn’t deliberately provoke Spolia with the same expression.

In fact, my recent statement was half a probe. If Spolia would drive someone this far because of love… I thought his disappointment and sense of betrayal would be absurdly great. Enough to butcher a life.

‘I didn’t expect he actually killed them for that reason though.’

Expecting alone, being disappointed alone. Why did Spolia come to call such trivial emotions love?

“I’ll ask again, Daisy Pager. How did you know?”

Toward someone you love… in any situation, you couldn’t show such chilling murderous intent.

“That’s how all toys are, isn’t it? When they’re new, they seem more beautiful and wonderful than anything in the world… but the moment your heart leaves, they just become troublesome trash.”

“…Toys.”

Spolia slowly tapped his chin as if repeating my words, then soon smiled with an unreadable expression. I looked at him and asked quietly.

“Hey, Spolia. Are the feelings you have for me similar to what you felt for Rien?”

“Rien? How dare you compare with such a thing.”

He snorted and spoke to me soothingly with a noticeably softer and more affectionate expression and voice.

“You’re different from the fakes, Daisy. I felt it once on Queen’s Island, twice at Trash Hill, and three times in Ragal. Three times makes even luck into destiny. My love for you is a destiny I’ll never obtain again. Do you understand my sincerity?”

How could I understand?

‘…Queen’s Island, Trash Hill, and Ragal.’

Still, I confirmed that Spolia’s vague expressions were all connected to my death or sacrifice. If the same thing happens four times, he’ll resort to kidnapping.

From his leisurely smile, I could strangely sense Spolia’s pleasure.

He seemed to gladly welcome this highly personal and closed communication with me.

Whether short-term or not, it was certain that unlike other gods, there was a clear starting point for Spolia’s interest in me.

‘What should I do?’

How exactly could I escape from this disaster’s gaze?

‘…No, escaping isn’t the right answer.’

At least not right now.

Look at my current state.

Far from protecting Lu, I can’t even take care of my own body and am groveling – how could I face Spolia head-on and escape from him?

Of course, he might not be able to touch me directly due to the possible curse of the land, but he was someone who could torment those around me to the brink of death.

“I’ll say it again. Your sincerity doesn’t reach me at all right now.”

Though somewhat burdensome, I expressed Spolia’s nonsense sincerely and gently to avoid disturbing the calmer atmosphere.

He too seemed pleased with my relatively docile rejection, narrowing his eyes as he asked back.

“Why? Because of Calepa?”

“It has nothing to do with him, this is just… a matter between you and me.”

Whether this answer was also satisfactory, deep affection settled in the eyes looking at me.

…Was he really satisfied?

Actually, everything felt uneasy. It seemed like Spolia could change his attitude like flipping his palm and strangle me at any moment.

Right, the current Spolia was a predator.

One who could trample my world at any time.

Realizing this fact, a cold sweat trickled down my back.

Escaping his gaze wasn’t the right answer. Rather, to protect Lu and myself, I had to be careful to keep this lunatic’s attention solely on me. Only on me.

It couldn’t be a more damned situation.

“…So Spolia, I want you to.”

Click. The sound of a door opening came from somewhere nearby.

“I want you to…”

Lu’s footsteps would probably follow soon. I kept all my nerves focused outside the corridor while not taking my eyes off Spolia.

“Help me understand exactly what kind of feelings you have for me.”

The arc drawn by Spolia’s lips deepened.

Soon the presence continuing from the bedroom arrived behind me.

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