The Peaceful Life Of A Maid Who Hides Her Power And Enjoys It - Chapter 82

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Chapter 82

“Lu.”

“…Yes?”

“Lu is playing tricks. Otherwise, the Sereniye family wouldn’t be able to take us away using a non-existent baroness as an excuse.”

“Does that mean Lu is Count Sereniye?”

Wouldn’t that possibility be slim? Lu isn’t a count, he’s a Caliphate.

‘If he’s a Caliphate, he could easily control high-ranking nobles from a Northern Continent country, is that it.’

As long as I can reach my final destination, it doesn’t matter if the direction gets a little twisted.

My first goal is to meet someone high up who’s connected to Rogue.

Count Sereniye is still a noble, so if I use him well, things should work out somehow.

“It takes about 30 minutes to reach Sereniye Castle. Well then, have a comfortable journey.”

We split into two carriages and headed toward Sereniye.

The city scenery that quickly passed by was both exotic and familiar.

The structures that appeared here and there were similar in form to the temple where Mephistopheles’ army had been hiding, but they were much cleaner and better maintained.

‘So this is what foreign travel feels like.’

When I glanced over, Jin and Andert were also captivated by the view outside the window.

In that quiet scenery, this current moment suddenly felt like a dream.

My sibling, who I thought was dead, returned alive, and I gained a disciple obsessed with swords… All of this was a picture I couldn’t even imagine during the Mage War.

But this isn’t a dream, it’s reality.

Perhaps it’s a reality that’s a bit too good for me.

“We’ve arrived.”

The carriage came to a smooth stop.

As I stepped down onto the ground, I let out a pure exclamation.

‘Why is it so huge?’

I had only seen such a vast castle maintained so perfectly at the Imperial Palace.

The dome-shaped roofs characteristic of the Northern Continent added both exotic charm and traditional elegance, and the cream-colored exterior was so refined it was almost dazzling.

“The servants will move your luggage. Please follow me, the Count wishes to meet you.”

Quincey, who had been looking at the canal with interested eyes, asked Mon.

“Mr. Mon. What kind of person is Count Sereniye? I’m well aware that Sereniye is a prestigious family with deep roots in Astrosia’s history.”

Mon turned his head smoothly in the direction he was walking, but the answer came from a different direction.

“Handsome.”

Everyone’s gaze turned to one place.

A small wooden boat was floating on the massive canal that crossed the main Sereniye castle, connecting the rear garden and the garden.

“And capable.”

Under a golden awning that sparkled in the sunlight, a fair-skinned gentleman was looking at us and smiling.

A handsome young man who looked to be in his mid-thirties at most showed his neat teeth and introduced himself.

“Welcome to Sereniye, young friends. I am Count Sereniye and the most handsome man in the north, Alpen Sereniye. There are more of you than expected.”

Looking at the man’s brilliant golden eyes, a spark of disbelief ignited in my mind.

This man. He couldn’t possibly be Lu himself, could he?

Despite his striking first impression, Count Sereniye promised to meet later and disappeared like the wind.

‘I can tell at a glance that he has a willful personality.’

This won’t be easy.

Having set foot in the magnificent main castle, we immediately had to climb the stairs.

“I’ll guide you to your bedrooms first. Please follow the servant in front of each of you.”

Here, my spark of disbelief flared up even more.

“Only me on the first floor?”

While everyone else was guided to the eastern bedrooms in the corner of the second floor, only I was guided to the first floor.

The first floor usually only has bedrooms exclusively for the master and his wife. It wouldn’t be different just because this is Astrosia.

“Only me on the first floor?”

When I drove my question into Mon’s ear as he walked ahead pretending not to hear, Mon’s shoulders trembled and he answered with an awkward smile.

“It was the Count’s order. There’s a perfectly lovely room on the first floor, so please don’t worry.”

“Then give me the room farthest from the Count’s.”

“I’m sorry. The first floor only has the Count’s bedroom and the spare bedroom across from it.”

“I don’t want to sleep facing the Count.”

“I’m sorry.”

I ended up trapped in the room across from Count Sereniye’s bedroom. It was absurd.

‘Why on earth? Did the Count receive orders from Lu to monitor me or something?’

And as soon as I was trapped, I was dragged down by the team members who came rushing down and forcibly moved to the drawing room.

On the drawing room table, excellent refreshments that looked sweet at first glance were waiting to greet us.

“The Count is quite young. I was really surprised when I saw him in the garden, wasn’t I?”

Just as Quincey was chatting comfortably and embarrassingly, Count Sereniye walked in the moment we gathered in the drawing room.

“Were you that surprised?”

Quincey, who was startled, laughed awkwardly.

“…Haha, Count.”

“I lost my parents when I was only twelve. It was an unfortunate accident. It was so long ago that I can’t even remember their faces now.”

“I see. To take on the head of family duties from such a young age, that’s truly remarkable.”

Quincey, who skillfully wiped away his cold sweat, glanced at me and started a new topic.

“Then Weatherwax Baroness… is she in a sibling relationship with you, Count? Considering the age difference, that seems closer.”

Don’t talk about that.

“Weatherwax Baroness?”

Count Sereniye, who had been scanning us, stopped his gaze on me. Then he answered in a very matter-of-fact tone.

“Ah, that woman is my daughter.”

I was a little surprised.

That woman. Isn’t that quite a cold expression?

“…Your daughter?”

“I had a child early. My age this year is… probably around thirty-five, so I had that woman when I was fifteen. Ah! Don’t worry, Quincey. My wife at the time was over twenty. There was no problem with childbirth at all.”

“Then rejoice, Count. Here, Daisy, who is a maid of Weatherwax Baroness, has brought a letter from your daughter. Go ahead, deliver it, Miss Daisy.”

I told you not to talk about that.

Since I had no way to react and just stood there blankly, bewilderment appeared in Quincey’s eyes.

He approached and whispered to me.

“Miss Daisy? The letter is…”

Would there be one?

Since I was burdened by everyone’s continued attention, I found an appropriate excuse and declined.

“I’ll deliver it later.”

Count Sereniye, who had been staring at me intently, brushed back his short silver hair and smiled.

“Miss Daisy. You should speak politely to your superiors.”

Though I hadn’t been speaking to him, I obediently complied with his request.

“I’ll deliver it later.”

“Good, I look forward to it.”

He smiled refreshingly and looked around at us.

“I’m really glad to meet you, but our friends seem to need time to recover from their journey. I won’t bother you today, so rest comfortably. If you want to look around the city or castle, feel free to wander around. As long as you don’t get lost.”

After Count Sereniye disappeared, we decided to enjoy our own respective rest.

Quincey, Jin, and Deshero decided to tour the castle, Andert didn’t know what to do, and I returned to my bedroom for now to devise new countermeasures.

How should I behave in front of Count Sereniye?

‘Should I write a fake letter even now?’

But I’m just a maid.

Whether Morian Sereniye’s identity is fake or real, what do I care?

‘I’m a maid who came to this distant foreign land following my master’s orders. If things go wrong, I can just pretend to be a victim, can’t I?’

With such thoughts, I received letter paper and a pen from Mon and sat at the desk.

But I soon realized that forging a letter on Sereniye family paper would be a stupid thing to do, and fell into an afternoon nap.

I opened my eyes again late at night when gentle raindrops were falling outside the window.

When I blankly looked at the clock, the hour hand was just passing the number 9.

On the table, a simple meal had been neatly prepared, though I had no idea when it was set out.

‘When did I fall asleep? Maybe it’s because I traveled such a long way, but I slept deeply for the first time in a while.’

As I drowsily drank some fruit juice, I noticed a small note tucked under the silverware.

‘…What’s this.’

They might as well have just told me outright to search the entire castle.

Eventually giving up on writing a letter, I stuffed bread in my mouth and wandered around the castle.

Pitter-patter.

Sereniye Castle in the rain had a certain charm.

I searched tirelessly from Count Sereniye’s bedroom to his study, and eventually made my way to the rear garden.

The man was there. In the courtyard.

Sitting under the hexagonal roof, quietly gazing down at the water below, he was eerily still. So still I wondered if he was dead.

‘…Hmm.’

The gloomy weather and dim visibility made the scene of him sitting there feel particularly eerie.

Not wanting to wake what seemed like a ghost, I approached stealthily.

Just as I was about to enter the courtyard.

“Our Miss Daisy seems to have quite a talent for concealing her presence.”

The man laughed without even turning his head.

He was human after all, not a ghost. What a relief.

‘Though I didn’t expect him to notice my presence.’

This man is no ordinary person either.

Count Sereniye gestured lightly to the seat beside him with his arms crossed behind him.

“How is Astrosia?”

It was a harmless question, and I answered just as harmlessly.

“It seems like a wonderful country.”

“Really? As far as I know, you’ve done nothing but sleep for 7 hours straight since arriving at my castle. You must have gotten a good impression in your dreams.”

Was he being sarcastic?

“Now, give me my daughter’s letter. I’m curious what news my lovely Morian has written.”

I stared quietly at the large hand extended toward me.

I thought it was quite a beautiful hand. It’s rare for a man to have hands like this.

Among the men I knew, only one had such beautiful hands.

Count Sereniye laughed as if amused.

“Do you like my hands that much? Look to your heart’s content.”

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