The Peaceful Life Of A Maid Who Hides Her Power And Enjoys It - Chapter 335

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Part 2, Chapter 133

If there was any consolation, it was that the second floor of the estate hadn’t been blown away, so at least I wouldn’t have to endure the rain pouring down on my head.

Whiiing-

Shattered wooden materials and furniture swirled in the whirlwind, crushing the garden and scattering in all directions.

And then, when a floorboard that had been completely torn off by the storm came flying toward me.

“Tsk.”

With the light sound of clicking his tongue, Lu stepped in front of me.

That moment was the turning point.

The destroyed and scattered second floor of the estate began returning to its original place, riding the wind that blew in the opposite direction.

The torn floorboard returned to its original position, and the broken furniture became whole again like puzzle pieces fitting together to form a complete picture.

As if…

‘As if Lu had turned back time.’

I quietly looked up at the blue hair wildly tossing in the storm.

Sometimes I think about it. Whether Lu has already recovered all his memories.

The answer to my question remains ambiguous. If it’s just my imagination, then it’s not a problem worth deep contemplation, and even if it’s not my imagination, there’s no way to resolve the question immediately.

Even if I asked, there would only be one answer. Something like ‘I don’t need memories’ or such…

“Haha…”

A hollow laugh echoed from beyond the scene below the stairs that had instantly regained its original form.

The owner of the laughter, Rien, stood blankly in front of the foyer with his wet hair hanging down. His roughly breathing gaze was fixed not on me or Lu, but on a figure beyond the corridor.

“When it comes to shamelessness, no one can beat you, Spolia. How dare you set foot in the Land of Death without fear?”

Spolia, who was leaning against the doorframe leading into the drawing room, had a bored expression that showed no trace of emotion toward his opponent.

“Shameless… Yes, Rien. I remember. You truly did like that aspect of me… didn’t you?”

“Shut up.”

“Why? Didn’t you come looking for me to wallow in the remnants of the past? I’m willing to play along with that tedious pattern of yours, so I don’t understand what you’re so dissatisfied with.”

Rien’s eyes gradually grew heavy and dark.

That crazy bastard isn’t planning to wreck my house again, is he?

At that moment, someone urgently stepped forward to protect Spolia, who was speaking coldly in a flat tone.

It was Hahyeondal Mage.

“Calamity Rien…”

Gritting her teeth with hatred in her eyes, she moved her lips with an expression of disbelief.

“Then… Fifth is…”

“Ah, that kid who was acting tough with his life on the line?”

“…”

“I killed him.”

Killed?

‘Does that mean he killed the Emperor’s Guard who went to the Sword Master?’

This doesn’t feel good. That could mean the Sword Master was also defeated by Rien, couldn’t it?

However, my sudden worry gradually subsided with Rien’s next statement.

“Right about now, the Sword Master should be dragging that kid’s corpse here… Haha! Still, he’ll probably hold a funeral out of brotherly affection. He’s quite diligent despite appearances… How about it? Shall we add one more disgusting coffin here?”

When Rien roughly curled his fingertips toward the air, the mage’s chest was instantly repelled by a powerful force and she was delivered neck-first into Rien’s grasp.

Indeed. Befitting someone called the God of Calamity, it was tremendous force that was hard to believe came from someone who had only recovered partial power.

Cough, cough. Dry coughing erupted.

Hahyeondal Mage opened her bloodshot eyes wide. Even while being instantly subdued by Rien, she showed no sign of fear.

“As always… what a delusion. Even if you kill us, Dunain… won’t return to you… Ugh!”

“Now, now. You shouldn’t put that name on your filthy tongue.”

The mage ignored Rien’s bloodshot warning and burst into laughter.

“Pfft… You’re the filthy one!”

“…”

“Do you still think… that First is brainwashed by Father and trying to kill you? Ah-, how convenient. Right? …Blaming others for all the reasons you’re hated and despised!”

“…”

“Wake up, you trash! The reason Dunain hates you is… simply because you’re a mindless slaughterer…”

Crack.

Following the horrible sound of bones being crushed, the mage’s body fell helplessly to the floor.

‘…Fortunately, she’s still alive.’

I turned to look at Lu, who stood watching this entire situation.

When I glared at him with eyes asking why he let that troublesome guy in, he simply raised his hand to gently grasp my chin and left an affectionate kiss near my lips.

Then he released my face as if nothing had happened and turned his head away. Honestly, I liked it. But in this situation, it’s just absurd…

As I was about to put force into my eyes to show I wouldn’t let him brush this off, Spolia’s voice, lower than before, reached my ears.

“Rien, why are you looking at me with those eyes? Do you want me to suffer or get angry because of your actions?”

Lifting one corner of his mouth lightly to reveal his trivial feelings, he whispered coldly.

“Kill Hahyeondal if you want to kill her. Do as you please. I know that for you, nothing is easier than murder… You’re a born killer, aren’t you? I knew that fact well too, which is why it took quite a long time to get hold of Dunain’s reins.”

“Shut your mouth!”

Rien lunged like a beast and pounced on Spolia. The young boy’s hair rippled endlessly with powerful magic as he mounted the adult man’s body.

“I won’t care about the curse of the land anymore, Spolia… Today, I’ll finally take your neck with my own hands…”

“Dunain will die before that happens, though?”

At that moment, Rien’s movement stopped.

As if mocking him. Or perhaps pitying him… Spolia closed his eyes slowly and opened them with a faint smile, whispering softly.

“You haven’t forgotten, have you, Rien… That lovely Dunain of yours. The poor girl who’s half-mad and suffers nightly from being unable to suppress her bloodlust… Our child who inherited your madness yet hasn’t lost her kind heart.”

Spolia in that moment was like the woman I had glimpsed through Rien’s past.

An unwavering gaze. A quiet but firm voice. Even the fact that Rien couldn’t take his eyes off him.

“Do you know? That child gave me her own heart.”

“…”

“For the day when she can’t control her madness and transforms into a slaughterer like you… she asked me, her parent, to stop her directly with my own hands.”

Drop. A red droplet that fell from Rien’s eyes touched Spolia’s chest, leaving a dark red mark.

“If my life ends, Dunain’s heart will stop too. So if Dunain dies, it will all be your fault, Rien. I have no intention of leaving my poor child behind and departing alone.”

The moment those words ended.

Intense heat exploded from Rien’s entire body, and simultaneously, his rigidly stiff body collapsed helplessly to the floor. It was because Lu had mercilessly struck his solar plexus.

“The condition for letting you in was that you behave quietly, not that you could act as you pleased.”

Lu picked up Rien as if handling dirty trash and threw him near the foyer. Rien’s unconscious body rolled across the floor until it reached the doorway.

Coming down the stairs, I looked down at the tear stains on Rien’s cheek and swallowed a frustrated sigh.

‘For someone called a god. Is all that remains in his body just hatred and anger?’

Indeed… something feels ominous.

From the moment Rien appeared on my land again, I’ve felt an ominous feeling pressing down on my chest that’s hard to explain. It was so heavy that the pressure surrounding my heart felt like it was paralyzing my brain.

No matter how hard I tried, this sensation I couldn’t ignore was similar to the feeling I get when foreseeing the future.

It seemed I should prepare for the worst-case scenario that could strike at any time before it’s too late.

But before that.

“Please… take your family fights outside.”

This is my house…

You don’t know how terrible Skuld’s nagging can be, do you?

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