I Became the Maid of the Lout Prince

Chapter 51

I Became the Maid of the Lout Prince - Chapter 51 [A Man is What a Woman Makes Him (1)]

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A few days after causing a small commotion at the Blackwood Estate Guards...

Fortunately, the story of me having a mock duel with three new soldiers at the territory guards did not spread inside the mansion.

In the first place, there were only four people in the current mansion who had the possibility of knowing about that incident: the head butler, Ethan, Harold, and myself.

In other words, if just these four people didn’t go around talking about it, there was no chance of the rumor spreading.

Dittmeyer was originally a tight-lipped fellow, so he wasn’t a concern.

Harold and Ethan would have no reason to go around chattering about the mess their servant made outside the mansion.

In other words, as long as I kept quiet, I could somehow prevent what happened that day from spreading inside the mansion.

‘There’s no reason for me to go around blabbering about it. It’s not like I’m an attention seeker.’

There was no point in attracting unnecessary attention from others, as it would only lead to bothersome situations, so it was absurd for me to go around talking about it.

The guards also wouldn’t spread it outside, as it would be bad if word went around that three new soldiers were defeated by a mere maid.

In other words, it meant that I had succeeded in leveling up from level 5 to level 6 without any risk.

Thanks to that, these days, I feel refreshed and ecstatic at the same time.

At long last, I could finally use Mana Blast.

Of course, being able to use it and being allowed to use it were completely different, so it would still remain a secret skill hidden in my heart.

That alone was enough.

Just having a backup in case of an emergency was enough to make me feel reassured.

It was like becoming an office worker who still goes to work even after winning the lottery.

In that sense, after being able to use Mana Blast, the world felt joyful and new every day.

Back when I couldn’t use Mana Blast, I felt like I was desperately clinging to a fleeting life that could end at any moment.

But after being able to use Mana Blast, I no longer feared my future.

Who am I? A Mana Blast user.

“Good morning, Maid.”

“Yes, good morning to you too, Young Master! Did you sleep well last night?”

“...M-Maid...?”

Before, just seeing Ethan’s hateful face in the morning made me feel unpleasant, but after being able to use Mana Blast, it didn’t really bother me.

“Miss Lilith, there is a summons from the Master.”

“Yes, Head Butler Dittmeyer Collin Evercroft! I will go right away!”

“...Miss Lilith...?”

I could now remember and diligently recite the name of Dittmeyer, who always brought annoying news.

“You called for me, Master!”

“......”

Even when Harold, the final boss of this Blackwood family, summoned me to his office, I could face him anytime, anywhere, with confidence and without losing my spirit...

“Lilith, it seems you caused a small commotion at the estate guards.”

“The reason I called you here is to ask about Ethan’s recent condition.”

“...Pardon?”

“Ethan’s attitude seems to have improved a lot lately compared to before. Coincidentally, it almost coincides with the time you became Ethan’s exclusive maid.”

“...Is that so?”

“Do you have any idea about what might have caused it?”

“......”

Any idea about what might have caused it...

If I had to guess, it would be...

...there have been many fucking things?

Each one of them was such an incident that it wouldn’t be surprising if my neck was beheaded the moment I spoke them out loud.

Come to think of it, I was really daring in many ways. How the hell am I still alive?

If Ethan had reported even one of the crappy things he had to endure from me to Harold, I would have definitely been a dead soul.

‘Should I be grateful for this or curse it?’

Should I be grateful that he saved my neck from flying off, or should I curse him because he’s the one who caused me to be scolded anyway?

As another concern naturally came to mind, Harold suddenly nodded his head as if he understood.

“I see. So you were the reason, after all.”

“Ah, no, Master. I didn’t really do anything to the Young Master...”

“It’s fine. There’s no need to publicly reveal what’s going on between you and Ethan. Anyway, the person you serve is not me but my son.”

As if he misunderstood my silence while thinking of what to say as a different kind of answer, Harold waved his hand and dismissed my explanation.

Inadvertently not answering and moving on, I felt a momentary sense of confusion.

‘Did he let it go?’

...Well, it would be something I’d welcome if he didn’t dig deeper. After all, I was the one who would be scared if he asked about the details.

Ethan himself seemed to not want to inform Harold about what happened between us, so it would somehow pass.

The likelihood of Harold himself letting go of what happened between me and Ethan was slim.

If I don’t want to die, I should take good care of what’s above my neck. I’ll be able to step down from being Ethan’s exclusive maid in just two years, anyway.

Just endure for two more years. Just two years...

“I’m glad to see you and Ethan getting along well. I look forward to your continued efforts.”

“Ah, yes.”

“Alright, then, you may take your leave.”

“Yes, I’ll be going, Master.”

Fortunately, thanks to Harold not digging deeper into the conversation, it flowed naturally that day without any issues.

And so, another year passed.