The Peaceful Life Of A Maid Who Hides Her Power And Enjoys It - Chapter 59

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Chapter 59

Actually, while being shown to the bedroom, I almost habitually entered Lu’s room together out of habit.

It was the aftermath of using the same room every day at the Nobility Council.

“Miss Daisy. Want to sleep with me? Well, I was planning to come to your side myself at night anyway. If we use the same bedroom, it would be convenient to put you to sleep.”

I quickly fled before it could turn into hellish teasing material.

Lu was a vicious demon who would milk any opportunity at least ten times once she caught onto something. I need to conduct myself well.

That evening was quiet.

After finishing a somewhat early dinner without the homeowner, it became even quieter.

‘We did arrive, but I couldn’t ask about the Weatherwax Baroness, and I couldn’t deliver the Head Maid’s letter either.’

Who would have known that the old man would recognize Lu.

‘The blueprints for the royal report too. This house seems to have many peculiar items…’

At least tonight it doesn’t seem like I’ll have any phantom thief work to do. Maybe I’ll do some reconnaissance while digesting my meal.

Since I thought of it, I immediately put it into practice. We might get dragged to the Royal Court together if I’m not careful, so reconnaissance is nothing compared to that.

First, I checked the overall structure of the second floor. Then I planned to carefully check starting from the innermost room… or not.

As soon as I opened the first room, I came face to face with Renya who was diligently working on household chores in the corner.

“Ah! Miss Daisy! Do you need anything? Just say the word. I’ll bring it to you.”

Failure. Pretending I had never done any reconnaissance, I looked at the bedding and clothing piled on the table and asked.

“Ironing?”

Renya blushed as if embarrassed to be seen working and nodded her head.

“Hup!”

Hmm.

A maid understands a maid’s hardships best.

Ironing isn’t particularly rewarding work, but it’s one of the household chores that takes an unusually long time.

She must be busy taking care of the collapsed elderly master, so I can’t let her waste time on ironing.

I began spreading out the fabrics waiting for their turn to be ironed one by one on the floor.

Fortunately, the floor of this room was clean enough to gleam, so I could spread the fabric without any problem.

“M-Miss Daisy? What are you doing…”

“Wait. I’ll show you heaven.”

After spreading everything out, I snatched the iron from Renya. It’s quite heavy since it’s an old model.

Huuuuu.

Slow deep breathing. And concentration.

I imagine.

This is an enemy camp where over thirty demons have gathered. I must cut down these demons in one stroke and go rescue my friends who are in danger.

‘I’ll cut.’

With spirit!

Swoosh.

The iron shot forward like a sword strike, drew a horizontal line, and returned.

At the same time, pure white steam rose from the fabric into the air. The humid sensation touching my skin isn’t bad.

Did I get them?

I opened my eyes. All the wrinkles in the fabric had disappeared in the blink of an eye.

This is the technique for ironing dozens of pieces of fabric at once. Its name: Demon Ironing Method.

Clap clap clap!

Renya, who recognized the true value of the Demon Ironing Method, gave me applause.

“Wow, amazing! It would have taken at least an hour… What’s the secret?”

“Grit.”

“Grit?”

“And stamina. With grit and stamina, there’s nothing you can’t do. Want me to teach you stamina training methods? First, to build basic stamina, do 200 push-ups every day and…”

“W-wait! Wait here for a moment! I’ll go get a pen and paper! I want to write it down!”

Excited Renya carefully left the room, being careful not to step on the fabric.

Actually, I can’t use this ironing method at Weatherwax. Because the Head Maid throws a fit.

“Miss Daisy. If even a hair’s width of the bedding gets scorched, I’ll deduct the value of the bedding from your wages. Please, I beg you, work normally.”

Head Maid who doesn’t understand the beauty of demon ironing method. I feel sorry for you.

A friend from the same industry who understands me is such a wonderful thing.

Friend.

“Friend.”

Hmm. Rolling the word around in my mouth gives me a strange feeling.

Looking back, it’s already been over three months since I’ve been living as Daisy.

In that time, I’ve built up quite a lot of connections as Daisy. The Head Maid, Lu, the Assassin Butler, the Potato Selling Old Man, market vendors, Quincey and Volkawin…

‘If you struggle somehow, life and connections continue.’

I was folding the spread fabric one by one while waiting for Renya.

I felt unfamiliar presence stop right in front of the estate. I checked the owner of the presence through the window.

Two men.

“Miss Daisy! I’m ready to take notes. So, continuing from…”

“Miss Renya.”

“Yes?”

But the aura of those two is unusual.

More precisely, it wasn’t friendly.

“Is Grandfather Malicops perhaps a criminal?”

“What? No? We’ve been proper Imperial Citizens who settled in the Empire 15 years ago…”

“Or does he have enemies.”

The answer cuts off abruptly. I kept watching the window and asked again.

“Does he?”

“…Master gets along well with neighbors and often plays with the neighborhood children. He only has enmity with Mephisto’s Army.”

“Really? Then are those people simply friends?”

Renya approached and carefully checked outside the window. The two visitors with bad vibes were waiting quietly after pressing the estate’s bell.

“No. I’ve never seen them before. W-wait, let me go down and…”

“Don’t go.”

I grabbed Renya’s arm. Then I clearly conveyed my intention.

“I have a bad feeling. Let them leave.”

“But…”

“Grandfather collapsed too. If they have business, they’ll come back.”

Renya, who had been looking at me with puzzled eyes, slowly nodded.

‘Normally I wouldn’t have cared.’

Is it because I saw the blueprints for the royal report? Renya’s testimony too. Something feels ominous.

Afterward, the two men who had been standing in front of the estate for a while turned back the way they came.

They reappeared at midnight.

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The assassin’s steps were stealthy.

Footsteps that perfectly killed any presence are the most basic quality of an assassin.

When climbing over walls, be lighter than a butterfly’s wing beat. When scaling walls, rise with the flowing wind.

When ending breath, send them peacefully as if falling asleep.

Though basic among basics, his ability was one step ahead of this.

“You search the first floor. I’ll go up to the second floor.”

“Confirmed.”

He prided himself on being able to control even his breathing, even the speed of his heartbeat.

He had always completed his assigned missions perfectly. Today’s target would be no different.

‘This is the place that provides funds to the Weatherwax Family.’

His mission was to kidnap the 70-year-old owner of this house.

In fact, the assassin was viewing today’s mission unfavorably.

The Weatherwax Family had been their guild’s precision investigation target for nearly four years.

As a family belonging to the Nobility Council with such a long history, this household had hidden away extremely secretive treasures, and the Guild had been investigating both the treasure and its owner according to their client’s request.

Investigation. Since there were no requests beyond that, the Guild had also planted people using ordinary methods.

Of course, the employees changed frequently, and magical traps were periodically installed inside the estate making it difficult to control, but they had continued the mission without major problems.

However, the mission began to go awry starting three months ago.

‘Two missing assassins… no, was it three?’

After the new maid and cook were hired.

The assassins who left to explore Weatherwax began disappearing without a trace.

One of the three who disappeared was even an excellent assassin who boasted a 100% mission completion rate.

Though the Guild was thoroughly searching Midwintry, they couldn’t find even the slightest trace of the missing assassins.

‘The Weatherwax Family feels very unsettling.’

And it’s not just ordinarily unsettling either.

‘Baroness Grey Weatherwax,’ who they had been secretly certain didn’t exist, appeared without warning and then disappeared like a ghost.

A baroness from the Northern Continental Union appeared.

Moreover, according to information provided by the client, the maid was a survivor from Quin Island and the cook’s identity was unclear.

Even the employees of this family were far from ordinary.

‘Once I complete this mission, I should ask to be excluded from Weatherwax-related missions.’

Meanwhile, a new request came from the client. It was a demand to kidnap the Mallicops Group in Westwintery.

That Mallicops and the Weatherwax Family were closely connected had already been revealed in the past four years of investigation.

And in this Old Red-Roofed Mansion, there seemed to be only two people: an old man and a young maid.

However, seeing that the maid didn’t come out despite ringing the bell in the afternoon, their suspicion of outsiders seemed quite high.

The assassin pressed close to the wall and checked the left corridor on the second floor.

Now, it was time to complete the mission.

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