The Peaceful Life Of A Maid Who Hides Her Power And Enjoys It - Chapter 51

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Chapter 51

Clatter.

When did he arrive? Lu, with a vegetable basket tucked under his arm, pulled out a chair next to me and sat down, beginning to trim asparagus.

I deliberately asked the Head Maid when he wasn’t around. What a sneaky guy.

“In the past, Loqwe was divided into the North Loqwe Church in the north, centered around the North Deusus Mountains, and the South Loqwe Church in the south. What we call Loqwe today refers to the North Loqwe Church.”

North Loqwe Church.

‘What? That was Loqwe?’

No wonder the name seemed familiar but I couldn’t quite place it.

Ten years ago, it was still called the North Loqwe Church. Now it seems to be completely called Loqwe.

“The South Loqwe Church… At first, they say it was nothing special as a religion. They weren’t on bad terms with the Cathedral either. Most importantly, the South Loqwe Church had no missionaries.”

The Cathedral is the state religion of major allied nations including the Pen Rota Empire.

However, its influence within the Empire was quite weak, with cathedrals for religious ceremonies only established in major cities like Midwintry.

“Then they joined hands with Grand Sorcerer Mephistopheles, and were annihilated by the Mado Allied Forces in the Mage War. They practically disappeared from history.”

Most of the mages who followed Mephistopheles belonged to this South Loqwe Church.

As we moved south, we burned down every South Loqwe Church temple we saw.

In the temple basements, we often found traces of horrific slaughter, and when we needed to ambush, we sometimes hid next to rotting corpses.

“Since they were bound by the same ‘Loqwe’ root, the North Loqwe Church also received much criticism from people. Public opinion questioned what they were doing while the South Loqwe Church joined Mephistopheles instead of stopping them. …But after the war ended, it became known that the Allied Forces received significant magical assistance from the North Loqwe Church, including demon subjugation and various other magical studies.”

The Head Maid’s words were true.

Natasha also learned several new theoretical magics that were complex and incomprehensible no matter how many times they were explained… for demon subjugation. I remember they were all magic taught by the North Loqwe Church mages.

“The North Loqwe Church claimed that the South Loqwe Church were apostates who ignored doctrine and fled. They were just an independent group, and they refused to acknowledge them as a branch of the same root. The Mado Alliance accepted this claim and changed the North Loqwe Church’s name to Loqwe Church. Afterwards, the South Loqwe Church was recorded in history books as Mephistopheles’ army.”

So that process happened after the war ended.

As I was about to nod, I asked the second important question.

“Then do you also know what Kalerpa is?”

“Kalerpa? Of course I know. That’s…”

Just then, a strong wind blew through the kitchen window.

The wind that swept like a typhoon knocked some of the bedding hanging in the backyard to the ground.

“Oh my, such sudden wind! I’ll tell you about Kalerpa next time. Miss Daisy, don’t follow me and help Mr. Lu instead. My goodness, is it going to rain?”

How could it rain when the sky is so clear?

‘Lu used a trick.’

After the Head Maid hurriedly left.

I casually asked Lu, who was trimming asparagus without any change in expression (and quite meticulously at that).

“Mr. Lu, don’t you have anything else to say? About Loqwe, I mean.”

Lu’s knife, which had been gently peeling, stopped. He turned his head and met my eyes intently as he began to speak.

“Miss Daisy.”

What? My heart started pounding, wondering what he would say…

“Cut it in half so it’s easy to eat.”

…What the hell.

I took out a new kitchen knife from the drawer and cut the asparagus Lu had trimmed in half.

You skillful cook. I will definitely find out what Kalerpa is.

That day. I ate the delicious dinner Lu made, and around midnight went to the pub to meet the Assassin Butler.

But I forgot and fell asleep again.

The next day.

Contrary to her promise, the Head Maid did not tell me what Kalerpa was.

“Today’s lesson is canceled.”

What?

“Why?”

“There seems to be a problem with the water pipes in the backyard. I plan to check it once and then call someone. Just in case, if you need water, use the water from the garden side.”

With those words, the Head Maid briskly left for the backyard.

‘The backyard water pipes suddenly have a problem like this?’

Standing in the foyer, I glared at Lu, who was surely the culprit behind this.

Lu, who was watering the garden, grinned and provoked me.

“Why is our Miss Daisy glaring so intensely? Going to confess again? I’ll reject you in advance.”

“Don’t interfere, old man. Why do you keep interfering so petty-mindedly?”

“When people age, they become petty. I’m twice as old as most elderly people, so I’m twice as petty. Keep that in mind.”

The shameless human ‘Lu’ watered the potted plant ‘Lu’ with a face that felt not an ounce of conscience.

Seeing the leaves of potted plant ‘Lu’ swaying healthily made me grind my teeth.

When I went up to the bedroom to rest, there was a new note stuck in the window that hadn’t been there until morning.

This cryptic coded message. It was a communication from the Assassin Butler.

‘I have been putting it off all this time.’

I received errand money under the pretext of getting a new floor cleaning brush and went out to the market.

Before entering the market, I also carefully checked what the Potato Selling Old Man was doing. The Potato Selling Old Man was leaning against the wall, snoring loudly.

‘Good. He’s sleeping very well.’

The Potato Selling Old Man’s role was to pick out suspicious people loitering around the pub.

There’s no better way to induce the opponent’s complacency than sleeping most enthusiastically during the busiest time.

After entering the market and buying a floor cleaning brush at the general store, I lingered at the fruit shop next to it and asked if they had ever seen Loqwe around here.

“Loqwe?”

The Photo Shop Owner, who had been chatting together, stroked his chin and looked at me.

“Hmm. Loqwe… Where have I heard that?”

“Isn’t that a cult? There are a few people around here who got bewitched and left. Weren’t they the ones who helped that serial killer Mephistopheles?”

“No, no. That’s a sibling religion. Loqwe is probably the religion that helped the Allied Forces?”

This intelligence that’s half wrong and half right.

It seems I won’t be able to get information about Loqwe from these people.

“Is that so? I don’t know what Loqwe is. Miss, did you hear that story? About the person who overthrew the Merchant’s Union. That person seems to have turned the pub thugs into proper people. Even though no one ordered them to, they clean the market streets every morning?”

I just heard this for the first time. Now they’re even cleaning the market.

“Oh my. Is that all? You know the old lady who sells potatoes in the alley? The thugs bought her a stall as an apology. They brought a nice-looking one, but the old lady firmly refused. She’s getting old, so she should do business more comfortably.”

“That’s all part of that old lady’s business philosophy, isn’t it? It’s not our place to say anything. Let’s help her out sometimes.”

The merchants nodded vigorously and smiled brightly at me.

“Anyway. Thanks to that hero, our market has become a really nice place to live. Whoever it is, they’re a truly decent hero.”

“Absolutely! A hero indeed. Come on, miss. Try one quickly. Today’s strawberries are really sweet. I’ll give you a basket, so take it.”

I chewed the large strawberry that was stuffed into my mouth and refused.

“I don’t have money.”

The fruit vendor laughed heartily and handed me an armful of strawberries as he replied.

“Oh my, money! Never mind, never mind! Go ahead and take them! This is a favor that can’t be repaid with money.”

“A favor?”

“No. That was a slip of the tongue, a slip of the tongue. Go on now. I have to sell fruit. Come back if you run out of strawberries, miss.”

“If you need photos instead of strawberries, come to our photo studio. I’ll take amazing pictures for you. Up to ten shots are free, so don’t worry about money. Okay?”

Originally, you’re not supposed to refuse gifts.

I held the strawberries in my arms and carefully stepped into the pub using the ‘I left something at the pub!’ method.

There was a 【Closed】 sign hanging on the door.

Creak.

As soon as the door closed, the organization members positioned throughout the pub stood up.

“Big sister! You’ve arrived!”

“Oh, yeah. At ease.”

From the overall bustling atmosphere, it seemed they were renovating the interior. The lighting and everything seemed brighter overall.

‘So these guys also clean the market and made a stall for the Potato Selling Old Man.’

Indeed, violence saves the world. I should work harder to wield violence from now on.

I handed the strawberries to the bartender as a gift.

“Eat them.”

The bartender asked me in shock.

“These precious strawberries… Thank you, big sister! Hey, make sure to leave a thank you message for big sister who bought strawberries!”

“Thank you, big sister. I’ll eat well!”

“Thank you!”

I escaped from the noisy organization members and headed to the warehouse. In the dim warehouse, the Assassin Butler covered with a curtain was waiting for me as always.

He asked me in an ominous voice.

“The request?”

The request he had made to me was for Jin Berkleighton’s succession rights to be revoked.

I had entered the duel with that matter as the stakes and achieved victory. However, due to the Swordmaster’s ambiguous attitude, I couldn’t be certain whether it would actually be carried out.

I answered honestly.

“I don’t know.”

The Assassin Butler’s voice became even more ominous.

“You don’t know? Should I take that to mean you don’t care what happens to our cooperative relationship?”

“No. Instead, I brought you a gift you’ll like.”

“…A gift?”

“Jin Berkleighton.”

“…”

“She’s been employed as a maid at Weatherwax.”

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