The Peaceful Life Of A Maid Who Hides Her Power And Enjoys It - Chapter 42

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Chapter 42

Fresh air touches my skin.

Whoosh. Taking a deep breath, I bolted upright.

The space I was in was the villa’s bedroom.

“Phew.”

I quietly closed my eyes and assessed the presence of people in the villa.

The villa’s atmosphere could be summed up in one word: chaotic. I could feel the footsteps of frightened people running through the corridors, and the busy movements of crew members trying to calm them down.

‘Still, it seems everyone has completely escaped from the mental magic trap.’

Don’t tell me… Did Lu kill them all? I looked at the beauty sitting by the window with suspicious eyes.

Under the dazzling spring sunlight, a woman radiating enchanting beauty was gazing down below the window.

As if nothing had happened anywhere, she was perfectly dressed from head to toe, looking as though she had just returned from touring another world alone.

Lu, who had taken a sip of red tea from who knows where, met my eyes. I reflexively asked him.

“Where have you been?”

“Nothing major happened, darling. Hmm. Where should I start? At first, you see, the morning air was so nice that I was going to take a lakeside walk alone.”

To my ears, it sounded like he went out to hunt mages’ heads.

“But then a large airship descended from the sky and docked next to the Black Regal. The people who got off quickly took control of this area. And they started hunting mages while helping people.”

“Allies? They knew about this remote valley incident and flew here immediately?”

“Well. If they didn’t come to help, but helped while they were here anyway, wouldn’t that make sense?”

He gestured lightly toward the window below.

I shook off my wrinkled clothes with a pat, pat and stood next to Lu.

In front of the villa, it was bustling with people who had rushed out of the building. The crew members and guards who had been aboard the Black Regal seemed busy surveying the surroundings.

‘I don’t see the Swordmaster and Jin… Are they cleaning up the area?’

However, among the people, I could see those wearing very unfamiliar uniforms. They were wearing white uniforms, the complete opposite of the knights from the Berkley-Greytown family who had been assisting the Swordmaster.

“Mr. Lu. Could those people be the ones who came to help us…?”

Knock knock.

Just then, urgent knocking sounds were heard.

A crew member? As soon as I opened the door, Quincey burst out from the corridor.

“Hey, Grey! Bring the lady out right now. We need to evacuate! Assassins are attacking the nobles…”

His voice, which had been shouting urgently, gradually died down. Quincey, who was panting, was looking at me with a strange expression, eyes that were contemplating how to accept the scene before him.

But that was only for a moment. Quincey soon straightened up and greeted me politely.

As if seeing me for the first time.

“Nice to meet you, my lady. Has Baron Grey Weatherwax already gone out?”

Oh, this is awkward.

‘Right. I’ve returned to my original form.’

If I had known it would end this way, I wouldn’t have broken the ring. Quincey, who had been subtly surveying the bedroom, discovered Lu and acknowledged him.

“Baroness Weatherwax? You were here. Where is Grey…?”

Lu approached gracefully, linked arms with me, and smiled.

“My husband isn’t here. We were just about to leave, so this works out well. Shall we go together?”

“Ah, yes. It would be good to get outside quickly. We’ll escort you.”

“Let’s go, my foolish maid Daisy.”

Do I have to play Lu’s maid now? This is really overwhelming.

“This way.”

The two friends didn’t persistently ask about Grey’s whereabouts. Lu’s attitude was so relaxed that they seemed to assume he was doing well somewhere.

The two of us went down the stairs under the protection of an adult male (who was much weaker than us). Meanwhile, Lu asked Volkawin.

“I feel like I had a strange dream. It seems there was a problem here?”

“Yes, that’s right. But the major problem seems to have been resolved, so you don’t need to worry too much. Duke Berkley Greytown is here, of course, and Pen Rota’s greatest hero is protecting us.”

“Ah. It was truly divine providence that he arrived in Irigel this morning, divine providence. Don’t you think so, Volkawin?”

Pen Rota’s greatest hero who arrived in Irigel this morning.

I didn’t even need to ask who it was. Volkawin revealed the name himself.

“That’s right. Who could have predicted the appearance of Duke Raphael Jenail Pen Rota?”

Raphael.

I unconsciously held my breath.

A close friend who had rolled through battlefields with me for 10 years was at Irigel Manor. Right here, in the same place as me.

It’s not that I had never imagined such a day. Human affairs don’t always go according to plan. I had thought that we might accidentally run into each other at least once while passing by.

‘Phew.’

If I were to meet Raphael. Or if I were to encounter Natasha. If such a day came, what kind of feelings would I experience? Reunions with old friends often sparked such curiosity in me. But…

‘Hmm. I’m more indifferent than I thought.’

I’m not particularly nervous. I’m not anxiously worried about my identity being discovered.

Me.

Was I living more carelessly than I thought?

Ah, there was one thing that was definitely different from before. Seeing how a desire to acknowledge Raphael gently welled up, my mind was certainly feeling glad about him.

‘But that wouldn’t be for Raphael’s sake.’

Let me think about the situation in reverse.

What if Raphael had ignored my earnest pleas not to go alone and had stormed into Grand Sorcerer Mephistopheles’ castle by himself?

What if he had died?

What if he suddenly reappeared after 4 years and acted familiar?

‘I would certainly be happy, even if a little confused at first.’

But what if that Raphael who reappeared was actually a woman?

We had shared each other’s… intimate… personal lives beyond simple same-sex friendship, but what if the friend I firmly believed was a man was actually a woman?

‘That would be a bit…’

Wouldn’t that be unpleasant?

Not only unpleasant, but there was a high probability that even the precious memories of an old friend would be tainted. Perhaps to the extent of wanting to make them memories that never existed from the beginning.

I don’t want that. I don’t want to sprinkle ash on Raphael’s past of rolling through hell for 10 years.

‘I don’t want to remain an uncomfortable existence to him.’

So let’s not be overly conscious and make unnecessary mistakes. I managed to get through reunions with Rosebel Count and the Swordmaster without problems.

Quincey, who had been going down the stairs ahead, looked back at Lu and brought up a slightly different topic.

“Come to think of it, I heard from Grey that the Baroness is from Astrosia Kingdom. Is Lord Raphael’s reputation high in that region as well?”

Lu glanced at me and smiled.

“Hmm? Did my husband talk about me?”

“Of course. That guy cherishes the Baroness so terribly that he was even considering artifact exploration for you.”

Don’t say unnecessary things. Does this friend babble about a husband’s private life in front of his wife? Cunning bastard.

“Ah. Artifact exploration.”

“You’re interested in the five artifacts of Dian Cecht, aren’t you? This is top-secret information I’m secretly telling you. Those are very dangerous items, my lady. Please don’t take interest in them.”

“Why are they dangerous?”

Quincey whispered to Lu with a somewhat troubled expression.

“I can’t tell you in detail, but…”

Just then, Lu, who had stopped firmly in the middle of the stairs, met Quincey’s eyes.

“Why are they dangerous?”

His pupils flashed a sharp bronze color. Instantly, the focus in Quincey and Volkawin’s eyes became blurry.

Mental manipulation magic. Just like the assassin who had disguised herself as a noblewoman on the Black Regal, Quincey’s lips moved slowly and weakly.

“…Because they are artifacts that Duke Berkley Greytown, Duke Jenail, and the Rogues are after.”

Getting information completely for free, I see.

‘Stupid Quincey. That’s what you get for carelessly bringing up other people’s business.’

Lu looked back at me without showing any sign of surprise.

“Aha. So my husband was selling his wife to his friend to get that information.”

I stepped away from Lu’s side, employing my hobby and specialty of playing dumb.

Lu, who smiled slyly, pulled my arm closer and whispered to Quincey.

“I’ll keep that in mind. Thank you for the advice.”

Focus returned to Quincey’s blue eyes. He looked at us with dazed eyes and then staggered backward.

“…Ah, just now something.”

“You’d better be careful. If you fall backward like that, you’ll crack your head open.”

Lu naturally set Quincey down as if nothing had happened.

His attitude was so skillful that I worried he might be controlling my mind on a regular basis. This bastard… surely he’s not opening up my head to look inside every day, is he?

A brief question crossed my mind.

‘Lu is living unethics and breathing illegality itself. Could someone like this really be a royal mage?’

Before boarding the Black Regal, I thought there was some possibility… but now I’m not sure.

If he were a royal mage, wouldn’t he have responded more actively to this mysterious large-scale mental magic trap incident happening here in Irigel?

The book he was reading last night, ‘Top 100 Advanced Dishes of the Pen Rota Empire for Skilled Cooks.’

His connection to the North Continental Union.

A mage accustomed to being revered, but with little connection to the royal court.

Someone who knows Dian Ket.

Putting it all together leads to a rather unique conclusion.

‘Far from being a royal mage… he might not even be from the Empire.’

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