The Peaceful Life Of A Maid Who Hides Her Power And Enjoys It - Chapter 68

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Chapter 68

Whoooooosh.

I’m standing in front of a massive waterfall.

This great waterfall, 50 meters high and 600 meters wide, was so magnificent that it would create rainbows throughout all four seasons when the sun rose. I couldn’t help but feel suspicious about its unrealistic size.

“The place I was at was definitely a modest waterfall that wasn’t even half of half of half of half of half of this one.”

Why am I in a place like this now?

Hmm.

I don’t know.

For now, I decided to follow the river upstream. Maybe I’d figure something out once I reached the top of the waterfall.

As I was diligently climbing along the riverbank, I encountered an unexpected person.

[Miss Daisy? You came at the right time. There’s so much laundry it was getting difficult. Come help me.]

The Head Maid was doing hand laundry by the riverbank.

Why is she here?

My confusion didn’t last long. There was too much laundry to get caught up in such trivial thoughts.

[Use this.]

The bat the Head Maid handed me was the pearl sword Lu had lent me. If I beat the laundry with this, it would definitely get the stains out really well.

I did laundry like a dog.

The labor only ended after processing 100 pieces of laundry.

[Here, this is today’s wages.]

I gladly accepted the wages.

But something’s strange.

-Kill.

Why are my wages Lu’s pearl sword?

“…Give me money instead.”

[Your salary is paid monthly. This is a gift.]

“I don’t need it.”

[Please continue to protect our Weatherwax with this sword, Miss Daisy.]

So she wants me to keep working as a guard dog for the Weatherwax house.

Sigh. With a deep sigh, I took the sword and continued up along the riverbank.

The damn resonance kept hitting my ears constantly.

-Kill!

“Aren’t you tired of this?”

-Cut them down. Stab!

“I was enjoying my maid life because I could be away from you. But you came back so soon. Persistent thing.”

To think this tedious voice was my sword’s resonance.

I had thought this sound was an auditory hallucination I heard when I had mental breakdowns.

‘My feelings are complicated in many ways.’

It can only say things like kill or cut. It’s such a Black Knight-like resonance that I’m speechless.

-Kill.

As I climbed onto the rocks, the terrain began to get a bit steeper.

Through the tall weeds, I could see a silver-haired woman sitting down with a thud.

It was Natasha, a companion who had roamed the battlefield with me in the past.

She turned to look at me and shouted with a bright smile.

[Andert? What’s with that appearance? Magic? Are you on a classified mission?]

Natasha had a huge book spread out that looked too heavy for her to lift.

I don’t know how she recognized me as a woman at first glance, but I thought it didn’t matter anyway.

“It’s not magic. This is my original form.”

[What?]

“I’m originally a woman.”

After revealing it, I felt completely refreshed. Natasha had an appropriately surprised expression.

[A woman? My goodness. How surprising, Andert. Marrying a woman is outside my plans… Wait a moment. I need to check the Pen Rota Imperial law books. There must be some loophole to marry you.]

“Even if there is, I won’t do it.”

[Why not? …Ah, I see. With that appearance, Raphael wouldn’t be bad either. I’m curious about your children too. Then you can have children with Raphael and marry me.]

“I said I won’t.”

Natasha tilted her head and asked me with disbelieving eyes.

[Then are you going to leave us again?]

I was momentarily speechless.

I know that no excuse would work. So I decided to speak my true feelings honestly.

“I wasn’t trying to leave because I disliked you all. I was just afraid.”

[Of the fact that you’re a woman?]

-Kill.

“Yes. And also of the fact that I’m a Black Knight. I might end up killing you all with my own hands someday.”

Natasha smiled softly and got up, approaching me. Inside her thin summer clothing, I could see a long scar above her collarbone.

That scar was one I had made. A pathetic trace left by Andert, who had lost his mind while holding a sword, on his friend Natasha.

“Get a grip, Andert! The battle is over. No one died, so calm down and put down your sword. I’m here, Raphael is here, and all our other friends are here too. So please don’t be consumed by the sword.”

After leaving that wound on Natasha.

I couldn’t escape from the terrible nightmare of killing my friends with my own hands for a long time.

[Don’t blame yourself and look at the results. That sword didn’t kill us. Instead, it saved us and saved the world.]

“…”

[This scar is my pride. Hehe. Among all the imperial princesses in Pen Rota’s history, I’m probably the only one with such a glorious scar. A scar left by a hero! After I die, it would be fine to preserve just the skin and display it in the Imperial Palace.]

My nightmare is your pride.

-Cut them down.

I wanted to ask if she was serious, but I didn’t. Because Natasha’s smile looked so happy.

[Ah! Oh my. I got too deeply absorbed in chatting. I need to go back to examining the law books.]

I stared blankly at Natasha.

Natasha was really absorbed in reading the book, that is, the Pen Rota law books, and completely forgot about my existence.

I watched her like that for a while, then continued up along the riverbank.

And I arrived at my destination.

‘Not much.’

Contrary to my expectations, the top of the waterfall was quiet.

I didn’t see any spectacular sights. The river water was just falling down the cliff.

No, wait. I can see someone beyond there. A tall man was sitting by the riverbank, absorbed in fishing.

Who could it be this time? As I approached closer and confirmed the man’s face, I couldn’t help but shout as if cheering.

“Andert?”

My younger brother was there.

“Andert!”

Andert.

Andert!

Andert, who had been concentrating on fishing with a contemplative expression, turned to look at me with an irritated expression.

[Ah, damn it. Why are you running over so noisily? You’re making the ground shake. All the fish will run away.]

I was filled with touching emotions, but pretending not to be, I stroked the back of Andert’s head.

“When did you get so tall?”

[I was always tall, you’re just a shorty.]

“I’ve grown a bit too, haven’t I?”

[Not really. You just got uglier.]

-Kill.

[What’s that voice?]

“You can hear it too? It’s his habit.”

When I showed him the sword I was wearing at my waist, Andert looked at the sword with an incredulous expression.

[What kind of unlucky sword is that? It’ll chase away any luck you had. Throw it in the river.]

“What? No. That’s not my sword….”

[It is.]

Andert, who had snatched the sword away, swung his arm refreshingly.

A beautiful arc was drawn like a rainbow over the wide river. Its end naturally fell into the river.

The moment I heard the splash of it falling into the water, chills ran down my spine.

Only then did I remember how much of an arrogant, idiotic, childish, trashy, scumbag master Andert had been in his youth!

“You….”

I grabbed the back of Andert’s head and yanked it.

“You crazy bastard! I said it’s not my sword!”

[Ah! Shit, let go. Let go of my hand. I said let go.]

“Go get it. I’ll let go if you retrieve it.”

[You have to let go first before I can retrieve it or not!]

At that moment, there was a figure approaching, dripping wet.

[Please calm down, both of you. I’ve retrieved the sword.]

-Kill.

Jin, who had just emerged from the river, was wringing out her wet collar.

Why is she here again? Jin said.

[I’ll return the sword to you. However, there’s a condition.]

This development was so unexpected that it was hard not to ask back.

“What is it?”

[Please teach me swordsmanship.]

This utterly tactless demand.

Ah, right. I had forgotten for a moment.

‘She’s also a Black Knight.’

I looked at Jin’s sword.

-I’ll go. No matter who the enemy is, I’ll sweep them all away.

Despite being a Black Knight, I could feel vivid vitality in the aggressive resonance. I thought that perhaps my resonance had once been this full of life in the past.

-Cut them down.

Though it had become like this as time passed.

‘…Is this the fate of Black Knights?’

Are those who are controlled by swords destined to be consumed by their sword’s voice and self-destruct?

I looked at my left shoulder.

The area where Andert’s sword had pierced was stained red. Blood flowing down my arm dripped to the ground, leaving traces large and small.

“Can you see my shoulder, Jin? The more skilled Black Knights become with swords, the more their bodies are overworked. But there’s a limit to blocking with the body. Eventually, complete assimilation will occur. Whether you struggle or not, you’ll meet a miserable end.”

Andert grumbled.

[Shut up and stop the bleeding. Where did this wound suddenly come from?]

“Your thoughts are obvious. You don’t mind dying while wielding a sword, right? But even after hurting those you trust, will you still be able to not mind?”

[I said stop the bleeding.]

[That’s why I’m asking Senior to teach me.]

-Kill.

Jin looked at me with an unwavering gaze.

[So that I won’t hurt those I trust. So that I can overcome it like Senior in the end, please grant me your teachings.]

[Bullshit.]

Our gazes focused on Andert.

[Now even some damn Black Knight is clinging on and babbling nonsense. Hand it over, just throw this thing away!]

The sword Andert had snatched drew another long arc and fell into the river.

Splash. As the sword fell demurely, Jin let out a sincere exclamation.

[As expected of the greatest mad dog of the Berkleygraytown family.]

“Andert. Why do you keep getting excited?”

To my question, Andert answered through gritted teeth.

[Why? Can’t I get excited? It’s a sword you picked up because of me. A sword you held because I died, isn’t it? If not me, who else would demand whether you should use a sword or not?]

When hit right on target, the tongue stiffens.

When I couldn’t say anything, Andert’s tone became somewhat gentler.

[Sister. That Black Knight whose blood hasn’t even dried on her head. If your heart will waver like a reed from just a few words from her, it’s better to throw it away. No, throw it away.]

[If the blood on your head dries, you die, Garrosh.]

Andert, who didn’t even pretend to listen to Jin’s words, pressed against my right shoulder and pursed his lips.

[Now that I’ve confirmed I’m alive, throw away things like swords. Make the time you spent wielding swords as if it never happened. Just live as the maid you like being.]

I blinked my eyes quietly.

‘Make it as if it never happened?’

The time I lived wielding swords. My past as a Black Knight. Throw it all away?

-Cut them down.

It wasn’t wrong. The sword’s resonance was becoming more ferocious day by day.

At this rate, I might be completely consumed by the sword and become a monster that achieved complete assimilation.

But the sword.

“Damn it, can’t you let go of this hand? Wait! Stop right now, Andert! You can’t die! I won’t let you die like this!”

“If you tell me to bring you the stars, I’ll bring them. My rain and coming future, become the national father of the Pen Rota Empire. I’ll devote my entire life to protecting and cherishing you.”

…The time I lived as a Black Knight.

“It’s, it’s fine…. Leave me and go. In, instead, give my last regards to mother….”

“Lord Andert! I think you need to raise your glass higher?”

It’s all me.

To me, the sword has meaning beyond just a metal skewer.

A shield to protect my new life called Weatherwax and a weapon that has protected my friends.

And a voice that proves what kind of path I’ve lived.

-Cut them down.

So I can never throw it away.

I jumped into the river.

[…Sister? Wait, crazy, where are you going!]

[Senior!]

The cold water temperature made both my shoulders throb. Ignoring that pain, I went deeper, deeper into the water.

To that place where I could hear my voice.

-Kill.

I saw an afterimage faintly rippling in the darkness.

It’s the sword.

That was my sword, the time I lived as a Black Knight, and the past that makes up who I am now.

-Kill.

I reached out toward the gradually approaching afterimage.

I absolutely cannot throw away this sword. If I can’t throw it away, I have no choice but to accept it and endure.

I was confident I could do that.

-Kil….

Because this sword’s resonance is me.

-….

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It seemed as if strength was being infused into my cracked soul.

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