The Peaceful Life Of A Maid Who Hides Her Power And Enjoys It - Chapter 337

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Part 2, Chapter 135

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When I boarded the airship departing from Banahel, I was already half-exhausted.

“That psychopath is staying at this villa to court you? And you allowed it? Daisy…, did dying and coming back to life break your brain?”

“I told you, to protect the people around me, I had no choice but…”

“Just take care of your own body. At this rate, if that crazy god tells you to become a slave crawling between his legs, you’ll really crawl between his legs.”

“That’s a bit much.”

“Stop worrying about others. Are you planning to personally wipe their shit and piss too? I wouldn’t mind if you settled in the Imperial Palace, sucked up all the treatment you could get, and then suffered. But what you’re doing in this remote place while barely recovering is playing house with Spolia.”

“It’s slightly different though.”

“It’s not different at all. Don’t you still know that’s that god’s method? Do you know how my mother described him when I was young? He’d cling around pretending to be special and affectionate, then as soon as my brother and I were born, he’d change like a different person and disappear. There are dozens, no, hundreds of people who fell victim to such lustful beast behavior. Get your head straight, Daisy! The day you’re bewitched by that god’s slick face and offer up your body…”

Stop.

Stop, stop it…

The terrible nagging that Lupus had been reciting for 2 hours straight seemed to ring in my ears throughout the airship ride to Seer God.

It was even more torturous because Lu, who would normally give hints to be quiet, was silent just at that moment.

He even offered tea to Lupus—tea he would never serve to anyone but me—and thanks to that, the nagging that was about to end got energized by the warm herbal tea and went on for another 30 minutes.

Did he like Lupus’s nagging? Anyway, they were the worst combo.

“Legion! Carriage to Legion!”

“Here! Carriage to Holitorum Market and Polisowa Square! One seat remaining!”

Lu, who had changed his hair color to gold, took my hand and skillfully passed through the crowd.

Rather than looking at a map and figuring out directions, he walked naturally as if he’d been here more than once or twice.

Seer God’s airport was as bustling and large as Ragal’s airport.

Compared to Ragal, it was lush with green trees and vegetation, and though the buildings were lower in height, the historical architecture and culture were well-preserved, giving it an exotic yet strangely familiar landscape.

“Here, please take us to the address written on this note.”

“This is… the Polisowa Hotel district. Yes, are these two bags all your luggage? Then we’ll depart, so please get on.”

And most importantly, the language works!

…But thinking about it, I could communicate without problems on the Northern Continent too, thanks to the pearl earrings Lu gave me.

I wonder what it would feel like to face language difficulties while traveling abroad. It seemed like something I wouldn’t experience unless I crossed over to the Eastern Continent.

The carriage rode for quite a while.

“Lu, put more strength in your legs, will you? The letters keep getting crooked. Are you loosening your strength because you find my handwriting amusing?”

“I’m putting in enough strength.”

“No, you’re not…”

Inside the swaying carriage, I wrote letters for the first time in a while, using Lu’s knee as a desk.

These were letters to be delivered to Ragal and Midwintry by mail, containing greetings that I was doing well along with warnings about Rien’s resurrection.

I could also deliver the letters through Raphael, who had already arrived at Seer God a few days ago, but…

Unfortunately, that option was out. I had no intention of informing Raphael of my visit, so it couldn’t be helped.

Screech—

“We’ve arrived, madam.”

Madam, he said.

I nodded satisfactorily and took Lu’s hand as I got off the carriage.

As a precaution, Lu had used magic to dye my hair white and create light wrinkles across my face, and I apparently looked to be in my mid-forties.

I was about to follow the waiting hotel staff’s guidance into the lobby when I slowed my steps, seeing mine and Lu’s reflection in the shiny glass door.

Hmm.

I looked up at Lu, who had stopped walking with me, and asked.

“Do we look like mother and son?”

Actually, it didn’t matter how anyone saw us.

It felt strange to be looking at my 40-year-old self, which I would never see until right before death in my lifetime. Especially with Lu right beside me…

Perhaps it was the first smile I’d seen in days—Lu lightly raised the corners of his mouth and asked teasingly.

“Should I call you mother?”

“Yes, try calling me that.”

Lu closed his mouth and narrowed his eyes. He seemed to contemplate for a moment, then soon pulled my hand to his side.

“My wife has quite a mischievous side.”

Lu burst into laughter and escorted me past the lobby.

Somehow I felt subtly disappointed. It seemed like Lu with his memories restored would play such pranks more properly (perhaps even crossing the line).

After arriving at the spacious room. Just before the hotel staff, who had moved our luggage and made a final check of necessary items, left, he whispered to me.

“Be-becoming a wonderful woman like you, madam, is my life’s goal! Please rest comfortably!”

Click.

I glanced at the door the hotel staff had exited through and put on my outing hat. Specifically, a bright pink hat that a middle-aged lady might wear.

“I wonder if the standard for a wonderful woman is a woman who landed a handsome husband, or a middle-aged woman who landed a young man as a husband…”

“Probably both.”

Lu checked his watch and picked up a pink parasol as he continued.

“We have quite a bit of time left, shall we stop by the nearby market?”

Ash, who poked his head out of my bag, opened his beak wide and cried.

Peep—

“He says it’s an excellent choice.”

Then first… after asking the hotel to handle the mail, shall we buy some snacks for Ash?

The distance between the hotel and market was very close, so just enjoying a light stroll was enough to reach the central street bustling with customers and merchants.

I bought some walnuts first.

Thinking Ash would like them, I cracked the shells with my hands and put only the meat into my bag, which made the merchant look surprised.

“Huh?”

When I shook the remaining shell fragments into a trash can placed in front, this time he looked at the pile of walnuts with suspicious eyes.

“What’s this. Are they broken? Are they rotten? Strange. That can’t be right… They should be proper ones…”

That’s right.

I… am gradually getting stronger…!

‘Haha.’

In stark contrast to the days when I walked feebly like a newborn calf, unable to even maintain my balance, my body and energy had been rapidly recovering since the moment I faced Hahyeondal’s mage.

“How is it?”

When I shrugged my shoulders and looked back at Lu, he slowly nodded while putting a clean walnut kernel the merchant had given him into his mouth.

I didn’t give him a single one, yet Lu was already eating his third. This dirty world where you get treated well for being handsome.

“It’s frightening. Enough to give me chills down my spine.”

Next was the bookstore.

While Lu browsed around the travel book section, I looked through various bookshelves and stopped in front of a title that caught my eye.

【Building My Own Household~The Path to Becoming a Respected Head of House, Volume 1~】

These days they make books about everything.

【I Will Become the Strongest Lord Who Revives a Ruined Family】

【The Owner’s Life】

But I want them.

This was especially true since this itinerary involved moving as a member of the ‘Ash Family’ that had established territory in the Land of Death.

After deliberating, I held 【The Owner’s Life】 in my hand and stood in front of the counter, where Lu was already paying for a book he liked.

【Seer God Traditional Cuisine, Volume 14】

When I glared at the book with suspicious eyes, Lu looked back while putting his and my items into a paper bag.

“What?”

“…Nothing.”

As I thought, no matter how I look at it, his memories seem to have completely returned.

Or maybe not… maybe they’re returning piece by piece like a puzzle, so it takes a long time…

“I think we’ve looked around enough, so shall we start moving?”

“Good. Let me just buy some of that fruit juice we passed by.”

So the two of us arrived in front of a grand manor, sipping orange juice, located right in front of Polisowa Square, Seer God’s largest commercial district.

This was the household of Trevia Mesita, Raphael’s marriage partner, and one of the leading great nobles and conglomerates in the Kontaninos Republic.

We were in front of the Mesita grand family’s estate.

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