The Quack Lady - Chapter 4

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Episode 4

It was a low, deep voice. Looking toward where the sound came from, I saw a man with long white hair elegantly setting down a teacup.

“Who are you?”

Who is this really?

Bewildered by this appearance and situation I’d never encountered in my life, I threw out the question. Seeing me like this, he let out a hollow laugh as if finding it absurd.

“Usually people would ask what happened, or beg to be saved, but you ask who I am.”

He soon strode toward me with large steps.

A man with an unusually tall and slender build, wearing glasses that suited him.

He had a distinctly cool impression.

“You don’t need to know who I am, I’ll just ask one thing. How exactly did you treat Pairon?”

“Mr. Pairon?”

“Mr.?”

This time his brow furrowed deeply. As if he was displeased with the friendly form of address.

But what if he’s displeased?

“Yes. Mr. Pairon. He’s the one who taught me about medicinal herbs.”

“Pairon did?”

Soon doubt appeared in his eyes.

“You don’t seem to be that close to Mr. Pairon, so is it okay for you to ask me about treatment methods?”

“You could be lying. You could be bewitching me like a wicked witch.”

A witch?

Ah.

Finally understanding the situation, I smiled faintly.

“Sir. You think I’m a witch, so that’s why you’ve tied me up like this?”

“What if you are?”

Honestly, even though I was only twelve years old, I had no courtesy to spare for someone who kidnapped me.

But a witch, no less?

I understood it logically, but my heart didn’t.

“Fine. I’ve decided.”

“What?”

“I’m going to teach you a lesson.”

“What?”

Soon his astounded gaze reached me.

I recalled the difficult patients I’d met in the emergency room and spoke sharply to him.

“You might have thought my medical skills were so amazing that I had to be a witch. Thinking ‘There’s no way a mere maid could have such medical skills!'”

“…What?”

When I spoke teasingly in a rough acting tone, the cold handsome man frowned even deeper.

But.

This is just the beginning?

“Most importantly, the unchanging fact is that I solved Mr. Pairon’s long-standing problem. Even though it hasn’t been determined whether I’m a witch, a saint, or a maid hiding her power.”

“…”

“Then at least, whether that person is a maid hiding her power, a saint, or even if it’s the work of a demon from hell, shouldn’t you be grateful first? I didn’t even charge a medical fee.”

Judging by how far he went, it seemed the treatment had worked well on him.

Of course, I didn’t expect him to go this far.

“That’s…”

When I argued point by point, the cold handsome man seemed to lose his words for a moment and trailed off.

And the basic rule of arguments is.

‘Don’t trail off.’

I decided to deliver the final effective blow.

“Even if I were a witch, you have no right to interrogate me. Looking at your clothes, you seem to be a merchant with some money, but even though my position is just a maid, this is illegal. Though my treating you wasn’t illegal.”

The haphazardly developed medical world tacitly acknowledged treatment by passing strangers.

Of course, something like a medical license did exist, but that was for wealthy noble children.

In other words, it was used for second or third sons who wouldn’t inherit the family – essentially to boost their spirits.

Anyway.

“If I were to run around in this state, showing the scratches on my wrists and talking about the trading company you’re associated with, it would become quite troublesome for you. What do you think?”

I deliberately tilted my head and smiled.

With a look that said I wouldn’t let this slide unless he untied me immediately.

But perhaps I went too far.

“You, this won’t do.”

Huh?

I thought he might listen to reason, so I spoke logically!

A strange light flashed in his eyes.

Just when I thought I might have touched a nerve seeing his heated expression.

“See? I told you she’s not ordinary.”

That distinctive chuckling voice – the most welcome voice at this moment – made me desperately turn around.

“Mr. Pairon!”

He immediately untied the rope binding me and said.

“I’ll apologize on his behalf. Shall we go downstairs to discuss the details?”

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The place I followed him down to was a drawing room with a massive chandelier.

‘Wow…’

It was filled with all sorts of antique tableware and art pieces.

A place that truly didn’t suit the bear-like man.

“Were you a noble, sir?”

Too curious, I followed behind him asking, and he chuckled heartily.

“I’m not a noble. Well, I could become one if I wanted.”

The Empire, born from the merger of kingdoms, was experiencing a period of chaos.

This was because overall social confusion, including currency issues, had created various social problems.

In this process, noble titles were also being secretly traded.

However.

‘Wait, wasn’t he just a simple herb gatherer?’

Since he usually dressed like an herb gatherer and didn’t show off, I hadn’t known.

‘Come to think of it, he doesn’t show his arm disability either, so he wouldn’t have shown off being a trading company owner.’

I suddenly realized that despite receiving help from him since my very early childhood, I actually knew nothing about him.

“Please sit here.”

Upon arriving at the drawing room, a maid in elegant clothes pulled out a chair for me.

He gestured to me with a familiar smile.

Roughly meaning I should sit.

“Then, then…”

I sat on the chair hesitantly.

Before I could even feel the soft texture of the chair, the cold handsome man took a seat across from me.

“I don’t really want to sit at the same table and eat something with a kidnapper…”

When I muttered this, the cold handsome man sitting across from me frowned mercilessly.

He blinked a few times, then laughed loudly.

“Yes, you’re right. Hurry up and apologize, Hanel. Isn’t this the child who saved my life?”

“But you! She could be bewitched by a witch! Look how that little thing talks back…”

“Talking back well makes someone a witch?”

“That… that brat!”

The seemingly calm cold handsome man – since he’s a white-haired cold handsome man, I’ll call him Mr. Baeknaeng. Anyway, I could see Mr. Baeknaeng’s hands trembling.

He was strangely fun to tease.

“Hanel. But this child really did treat me, and as you said, you couldn’t prove through interrogation that the child is a witch.”

Oh?

Looking at the situation roughly, it seemed that Mr. Baeknaeng, who was surprised by my bone-setting technique, had claimed I might be a witch, and Mr. Pairon had reluctantly listened to him.

“You, where did you learn medical skills?”

“Before that, you have something to say, don’t you.”

Where do you think you’re slipping away like a cunning snake?

I decided to make sure this was settled.

“Go ahead.”

Perhaps because of my firm resolve, Mr. Pairon also added his words.

Mr. Baeknaeng bit his lips as if chewing them, then bowed his head toward me.

“I’m sorry. Pairon’s arm got so much better that I thought you were a witch. You cured a long-standing illness in such a short time.”

Still, he conveyed his thoughts relatively calmly.

But a long-standing illness?

Something was strange.

The uncle’s dislocation had become soft enough that even a twelve-year-old’s strength could set it back in place.

Just as I was tilting my head in confusion, the uncle spoke to me in a gentle tone.

“I’m sorry too. I kept insisting it wasn’t true, but Hanel was so worried about me. He said let’s put you in danger just once. Then if you had a witch’s power, it would come out.”

The uncle laughed heartily as he said this. He also mentioned that he had set the condition that not a single hair on your body would be touched.

Of course, the uncle’s side was also a bit disappointing…

But wait, not even a single hair touched?

Oh?

“Not even a single hair?”

“Yes. He made a promise with me. Did you… get hurt anywhere by any chance?”

Soon the uncle’s worried gaze reached me.

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