The Peaceful Life of a Maid Who Hides Her Power and Enjoys It

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<Episode 114>

 

How should I accept the situation unfolding before my eyes? I was trying to organize my thoughts when…

 

‘…a sign of a presence.’

Not just one person, but two.

Thanks to that, I quickly had to hide my body in the bed without even being able to confirm the visitor’s face.

While I was unable to do anything in a state of undress, the door opened.

 

Thunk.

 

“Well,”

After hearing the sound of something solid being placed next to the door, a cheerful laughter flowed from nearby.

 

“Thank you, knight. Thanks to you, I was able to move my luggage easily.”

 

“Haha. You’re welcome. If you ever need help in the future, please don’t hesitate to call me.”

 

“Can I really?”

 

“Oh, my name is…”

 

“Yeah, got it. I’ll come find you if I need you later.”

 

Bang.

The door was closed.

I wondered who it was, but the moment I checked their face, my curiosity evaporated.

 

“Hello, darling.”

Hmm, yeah. There was no one as cold as Morian in this world, no, in this universe.

With a smile as gentle as a spring breeze, the familiar face carefully examined every inch of my face. Then, like a cold gust of wind, he blurted out a sharp remark.

 

“So, was it your intention to screw my head over when you fell right in front of me? If so, congratulations. You succeeded brilliantly.”

 

What was he talking about?

I could tell that Rue was in a bad mood. It must’ve unnerved him when I fainted so badly like that.

 

“…Were you worried?”

 

“…”

 

“I didn’t mean to startle you. To be honest, I never expected to collapse like that…”

“I know, it’s not that.”

 

Rue, who spoke in a hushed voice, gently stroked my head.

I could have said something, but seeing Rue play with my hair with his fingers silently made me feel strange.

 

I’m glad we reunited earlier than expected… but for him to witness such a vulnerable state.

I must have bad luck.

 

Rue, who straightened up from his bent posture, handed me a glass.

 

“Quench your thirst.”

“Later.”

“Oh, later?”

 

Rue, who poured some of the water in his mouth, spoke to me with his eyes. If I didn’t want to drink the water in his mouth, I should drink the water he was holding.

 

Rue, you’re as difficult as always.

After drinking the water from the glass that Rue tilted into my mouth, I gestured towards the bags near the door.

 

“What are those?”

“My luggage. Women tend to have a lot of baggage.”

 

Does that mean we’ll be staying together in this bedroom?

No, well, Morian was a woman, but…

 

‘Still, seeing that the knight himself moved the luggage, it seems like he has Raphael’s permission.’

 

 

Morian’s status is the former Lady of Weatherwoods. She’d long been acquainted with Raphael, and as a member of the same household, so Rue probably said he would stay as my guardian when I fainted…

 

“So did you manage to seduce a knight with the title of a married woman?”

“Seduce? Oh my, Daisy, I can’t believe you’re accusing me of seduction when I barely cracked a few smiles. How do you plan to stay with me later on like this?”

“So you admit that you smiled with impure intentions.”

“Well, there’s no need for me to carry those heavy bags when it’s not necessary.”

 

Listening to his usual casual, insincere, and nonchalant words, my anxious heart gradually regained some peace. I also had some questions I wanted to ask him.

 

‘If it’s Rue, wouldn’t he be able to more accurately diagnose the cause of the appearance of the wounds on my body?’

 

Although it was a bit uncomfortable to have to expose my back to him.

Because he wasn’t like everyone else.

 

“Um, Rue.”

 

The graceful woman who was tidying up her bonnet turned to me.

“There’s something I want to show you. I think there’s a problem with my body, and I can’t figure it out alone, so I think I need your advice.”

He threw the bonnet away without hesitation and turned to me.

 

“Say it.”

“Close your eyes for a moment. And open them again after 5 seconds.”

 

While Rue closed his eyes, I quickly adjusted my body. Showing my back to him while I awkwardly covered my front with the bedding, I asked him.

 

“Do you see? These wounds weren’t there until I collapsed. It seems like the scars from my time as Andert are re-appearing on my body.”

 

Since the season was changing, it sent a shiver down my spine to expose my bare skin to the air.

But no matter how long I waited, I didn’t hear Rue’s response.

 

“Rue? Did you hear what I said?”

When I turned my head along with the question, he no longer looked like Morian but rather the Rue I knew.

 

His heightened gaze obscured the sunset glow that fell on my body.

It was rare for me to feel pressure from someone’s presence. But as always, Rue was an exception.

 

Was it because of his overwhelming aura?

 

Rue carefully examined my back, maintaining a distance that was neither too close nor too far.

 

‘He’s been observing for quite a while.’

Feeling the need to be still while waiting, I turned my head and quietly sat there. Allowing him to examine my condition more closely.

 

“…did you say these wounds appeared right after you collapsed?”

“Ah, yes. You can take a closer look.”

Rue let out a small sigh and gently pressed his fingertips against both sides of his temples before responding.

 

“Enough, put your clothes back on.”

While Rue turned away, I quickly put on the clothes I had partially taken off.

“First… you collapsed due to internal bleeding. But I treated that, so there shouldn’t be any issues.”

 

Ah, so my condition was indeed fine because Rue treated me.

 

‘But he hadn’t seen these wounds before.’

 

If he had lowered the clothes just a bit, he would have seen them immediately. It meant that he didn’t touch anything beyond the minimal physical contact required for treatment.

 

“If you can treat internal bleeding all at once, isn’t it a high-level magic? Can you really use it so easily? What about the balance?”

 

“I’m afraid my balance can not be broken by just healing magic.”

“Then, if my arm were severed, could you reattach it?”

“Ah, of course. If you offer your lifespan as payment.”

 

 

 

What is this? It suddenly feels like the price level has gone up by a lot.

“…What’s the difference? The difficulty?”

“No, it’s about whether I like it or not. Are you all dressed up?”

“Yeah.”

 

Rue approached his luggage and handed me a winter cardigan he’d pulled out from between the layers of clothes.

Was he telling me to put it on? I accepted the garment and asked.

 

“Rue, did something happen to Rogue?”

“Even if something did, the Calepas will take care of it.”

“Then why are you so unsettled?”

 

Talking about lifespan and all that, it wasn’t something I wanted to hear.

“…It’s not a particularly enjoyable observation.”

 

After putting on the cardigan perfectly, I cautiously stood up and walked towards the fireplace.

“Could these wounds… be the result of my shattered soul?”

“Yes.”

 

“Do you think they’ll ever disappear again?”

“Maybe.”

 

It was unfortunate news.

 

‘I thought I could endure for at least a few more years, even if it wasn’t ten.’

 

At this rate, I might only be able to endure for about a year.

I’d felt taking on the position of Viscount Weatherwoods would allow me to move forward both mentally and spiritually. However, just as positive things started happening, an even bigger obstacle appeared… and it was a bit terrifying.

 

A brief silence settled.

The empty silence was broken by Rue.

 

“Daisy.”

 

“Yeah.”

 

“Why do fragile things break so easily?”

 

I turned to Rue.

 

Our eyes met. Despite the voice tinged with emptiness, his face remained calm.

“I thought I had trained well. But it seems this is the result.”

 

Only after hearing that did it felt like I finally understood why Rue’s nerves had been on edge the whole time.

 

‘It was because of me.’

 

Rue.

My melancholic wizard.

 

Even though he already gave off a melancholic impression, the thought that my presence could make him even more gloomy weighed heavily on my heart.

 

Yet, at the same time, I felt a strange mix of emotions.

It was evident that Rue treated me differently… but when I experienced it firsthand this way, complex emotions poured into me.

 

‘The special treatment is certainly a thing to be happy about, but…’

 

 

On the other hand, It made me feel uneasy. I worried that my presence might have a negative impact on the ‘balance’ that Rue was so concerned about.

 

‘Hmm. But is this concern too arrogant?’

 

It’s common sense, really. Even if my existence did have some influence on Rue, would it be enough to disrupt the balance completely?

 

Feeling a bit embarrassed for getting lost in unnecessary delusions for a moment, I cleared my throat softly, making sure only I could hear it.

 

Meanwhile, Rue’s heavy gaze sharpened even further.

 

“Listen carefully, Daisy. A relic of Dian Cecht’s is stored in this castle.”

“What? In this castle?”

“Yes. The unique energy of the relics of Dian Cecht is concentrated in this vicinity. You can use any means necessary, whether it’s killing people or destroying the castle. I’ll protect you no matter what, so just focus on obtaining that relic.”

 

Rue’s proposition to me was clear.

Collect Dian Cecht’s relics as quickly as possible to restore the shattered soul.

 

Yes, in the end, there was no other way.

‘I knew that Raphael was looking for the relics. Does he already possess one?’

 

It was good for me in many ways.

 

In many ways, it was a fortunate turn of events for me.

 

Was it because I now had an immediate goal? Vitality returned to my weary body like water to a dried-up sponge.

 

“Got it. I’ll find a way to steal a glimpse of it. Just trust me.”

I made a somewhat confident promise… but wait, why was he giving me that mischievous look?

 

“What now? What’s the problem? Why are you looking at me like that?”

With an arrogant smirk, Rue looked down at me and replied.

 

“Try asking me to bring it to you.”

“What?”

“The relic of Dian Cecht’s stored in this place.”

 

This man, he’s back at it again.

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This chapter was sooo good.

Daisy calling Rue my wizard a second time.

The clear affection.

 

And I want Daisy to live so bad. It hurts my heart to see her struggle.

 

 

Thank you again for the ko-fi, Datsukai!