From Elli's words, Seliya realized that she had feelings for Dietrich that were more than just that of a master.
She also said that Ellie was wary of her.
‘It looks like he didn’t even explain them properly. He's such an insensitive human being.'
Even if she changed her position, it was strange to tell him to take care of her since she was a criminal who assassinated the Emperor. Since Dietrich had not explained himself to his maid, Seliya decided to gloss over her answer.
“What a lover. If it’s the other way around, I don’t know.”
At Seliya's answer, Ellie had a sad look on her face. Ellie, her guard now lessened, spoke in a more gentle tone than before.
“I’m sorry for asking a rude question. There has never been a single woman who has been close to my Master... Can I help you take a bath?”
"It's okay. I feel comfortable washing alone.”
“... All right. If you need anything, please call me anytime.”
Ellie bowed her head slightly and left the room. Seliya smiled softly as she looked at the door where Ellie had left.
She knew that Dietrich had unrivaled looks, but she had no idea that he could even seduce a blind maid.
- What is your relationship with the owner?
What Ellie said rang through Seliya's mind.
'Now that I think about it, I don't know exactly how to define our relationship,'
Seliya thinks that Dietrich might not give her an explanation. Because even in Seliya's opinion, her own relationship with Dietrich was a very, very strange one.
Neither an enemy nor an ally, but an ambiguous relationship.
'That's not important to me. Anyway, Dietrich is trying to use me, and I just want to know how he knows about this ability.'
Clearing her thoughts, Seliya took off her clothes and entered the bathroom. In the bathroom, rose-scented soap and body towels were neatly placed on the floor.
Seliya put her hand into the bath full of water. The warm water temperature, neither hot nor lukewarm, was just the right temperature for a bath.
Seliya soaked her body in the warm bath.
She was indeed taking a proper bath for the first time in a long time. Seliya immediately felt better.
While she was enjoying her bath, Seliya belatedly realized that she had not brought her clothes to change into.
'No way, someone is going to come in.'
Seliya thought that even if something like that happened, she could just use her special ability.
Dietrich could not disobey the Empress's orders. If the order to bring Seliya in at noon was disobeyed, the Empress would be bothered by this matter to the end.
The Empress's son, Jeremy, tried to deprive Dietrich of his military authority using various excuses.
Today, if he disobeys the Empress's orders, he is empowering Jeremy, who is eager to strike him down.
She told him to come by noon, so he had to be ready by noon.
As soon as the emperor's funeral was over, the Empress even bribed the chef who was in charge of cooking at Dietrich's mansion.
Dietrich, who noticed this within half a day, kicked the cookout and bought food outside the imperial palace. Of course, he couldn't be away himself, so he had his deputy, Anderson, do it.
“This is food brought directly from outside.”
Anderson was carrying a food basket full of bread and fruit with both hands.
All the food in the basket looked fresh.
Dietrich opened his mouth, picking out the basket of food that looked the freshest.
"Good job. Stick the rest of the food anywhere in the empty room.”
“You mean the empty room, not the kitchen?”
“Because while I’m away from the mansion, they might do something unnecessary in the kitchen.”
"All right."
Anderson added, bowing his head.
“I will look for a new chef. A trustworthy person who will not be bribed by the Empress.”
Dietrich said nothing.
If Dietrich knows the Empress, as soon as she finds a new cook, she will bribe him and continue to pressure Dietrich.
Dietrich currently holds military power, but the moment Jeremy takes the throne, his military power will naturally be transferred to Jeremy.
Jeremy hated him so much that he even tried to resign from his position as Commander of the Imperial Knights and even strip him of the dukedom.
By all accounts, it was a fight where he was at a disadvantage.
The three Dukes knew clearly that something like this was happening in the imperial palace, but they would have stood by and watched.
As always. Like moving pieces on a chessboard.
Just like they took advantage of the Emperor's stupidity to destroy their country.
One variable was that he had Seliya, who had a special ability, in his hands. Fortunately, no one but himself seemed to know that Seliya had a special ability.
The scent of hyacinth, which had made him faint, still seemed to linger at the tip of his nose.
At the same time, the image of Seliya vomiting blood and suffering came to mind.
‘The more I use this ability, the more my body becomes damaged.’
It made sense. She was fine until then, but when she used this ability, her whole body became a total mess.
-... More.
Dietrich's eyes sank deeply as he remembered Seliya, who was biting his lip and not letting go.
Dietrich was looking at Seliya the whole time handing over his saliva.
When Seliya opens her eyes, she realizes that he has given away his saliva, intending to kill her right away once she realizes that his saliva has healing powers.
However, Seliya did not open her eyes until the end. Seliya, who was enjoying his saliva, parted her lips after a while and uttered only one word.
- Sweet.
Seliya smiled brightly, seeming to be genuinely happy, and fell asleep soundly.
She seemed to be having a happy dream, with a satisfied smile on her lips.
Luckily for him, Seliya didn't seem to remember this even after she woke up from her sleep.
'... I have taken away some of her pain, so I can only hope that she does her job well.'
Dietrich decided to personally hand Seliya food and ask her about her special abilities. He will also tell her his precautions when meeting the cunning Empress.
She hadn't eaten in days, so this amount of food would be more than enough to fill her stomach. The basket he was holding was filled with freshly squeezed milk, fresh apples and plums, and bread baked in the morning.
Dietrich stood in front of Seliya's door.
He's knock.
"Knock knock."
Dietrich knocked on the door, but there was no answer from inside. He stared quietly at the wall clock in the hallway.
The clock showed ten past ten. There were less than two hours left until noon, which the Empress had mentioned.
Knock knock.
Dietrich knocked several times, but there was still no answer from inside. Dietrich, unable to delay any longer, eventually forced the door open and entered the room.
“...”
There was no one in the room. Dietrich put the food basket on the desk and looked around the room carefully. It was then that the bathroom door in the room opened.
Dietrich turned his head towards the direction from which the sound came. Seliya was there. Seliya freshly took her bath.
Instead of clothes, Seliya wore a white towel wrapped around her body. Her white thighs were clearly exposed under the towel, as it was difficult to cover her entire body with just one towel.
Seliya, who had blinked several times as if assessing the situation, narrowed her eyes. Soon she pointed at Dietrich and said,
"You...”
Dietrich quickly turned his head in the other direction. Seliya's mocking voice rang in Dietrich's ears.
“You came into the room on purpose thinking I was taking a bath, right?”
Dietrich was mortified. He protested, turning his body over to the other side of Seliya.
“I knocked several times, but you’re the one who didn’t hear me.”
“I was in the bathroom. How could I hear that?”
“If I had known you were taking a bath, you wouldn’t have come in.”
“...”
Seliya glared coldly at the back of Dietrich's head. She didn't know that Dietrich, who had no supernatural abilities, would barge into her room.
If it had been any other man, she would have used her supernatural powers to stop his movements and kick him hard in the vital area.
Seliya's eyes fell on the basket of food sitting on the desk. She hadn't eaten in days and she felt like she was starving to death.
Seliya walked towards the desk where the food basket was. Seliya tied her towel tightly to keep it from falling to the floor, and as she walked she watched Dietrich to see whether he was looking at her or not.
Fortunately, Dietrich was covering his eyes with one hand. Seliya felt relieved to see that not even his earlobes turned red.
Seliya took a bite of an apple from the basket. Perhaps because it had been a while since she had eaten, the food was very delicious.
She put down the apple she was eating and took a few sips of milk, then downed a baguette on the spot.
Dietrich's heavily suppressed voice was heard behind Seliya, who had eaten the third plum and was about to eat another.
“...I’d like you to stop eating and get dressed first.”
It was only then that Seliya realized that Dietrich was there. She was so focused on the food that she forgot he was there for a moment.
When she lived in her own home, she and her mother at Brillion encouraged her to eat food made from various grasses, so she doesn't know how long it has been since she last tasted real food like this.
Come to think of it, Dietrich always brought her delicious food even when she was in prison. Even if it was based on his intended use, Seliya never saw it as a bad thing.
If he wants to take advantage of the other person, it is much more effective to gain the other person's favor rather than antagonize them.
Dietrich, who had no foundation, did not sit in the position of commander of the Imperial Knights for nothing.
“Why don’t you put some clothes on?”
Dietrich's dissatisfied voice erased Seliya's thoughts.
“Because the food you brought was so delicious.”
Dietrich said nothing. The deep sigh he let out instead of an answer represented Dietrich's current mood.
Seliya picked up a morning bread instead of a prunes. She put a loaf of bread in her mouth and mumbled as she stood in front of the closet.
Dietrich was clenching his fists, covering his eyes with one hand.
Seliya, seeing Dietrich's fist with which he wanted to hit her at any moment, let out a low laugh and threw open the door to the closet.
In the closet, instead of the fancy dresses worn by noble daughters, there were clothes worn by commoners. The underwear was neatly folded in a drawer under the closet.
Seliya was satisfied. She could change by herself, and it was easier for her to move around in this dress than in a dress with its cumbersome decorations.
“Can I choose any of these and wear them?”
Dietrich answered Seliya’s question.
"Yes "
Seliya took out the most comfortable underwear and a neutral-colored dress. The clothes were new and had a soft, fresh smell. Seliya changed her clothes in one go.
“It’s done. You can look at it now.”
At Seliya's words, Dietrich removed his hand that was covering his eyes.
“...”
Dietrich's eyebrows furrowed cruelly when he saw Seliya. Seliya tilted her head and Dietrich looked at her with contemptuous eyes and said.
“Can’t you eat some of that damn bread crumbs without getting them in your mouth?”
At Seliya's answer, Ellie had a sad look on her face. Ellie, her guard now lessened, spoke in a more gentle tone than before.
“I’m sorry for asking a rude question. There has never been a single woman who has been close to my Master... Can I help you take a bath?”
"It's okay. I feel comfortable washing alone.”
“... All right. If you need anything, please call me anytime.”
Ellie bowed her head slightly and left the room. Seliya smiled softly as she looked at the door where Ellie had left.
She knew that Dietrich had unrivaled looks, but she had no idea that he could even seduce a blind maid.
- What is your relationship with the owner?
What Ellie said rang through Seliya's mind.
'Now that I think about it, I don't know exactly how to define our relationship,'
Seliya thinks that Dietrich might not give her an explanation. Because even in Seliya's opinion, her own relationship with Dietrich was a very, very strange one.
Neither an enemy nor an ally, but an ambiguous relationship.
'That's not important to me. Anyway, Dietrich is trying to use me, and I just want to know how he knows about this ability.'
Clearing her thoughts, Seliya took off her clothes and entered the bathroom. In the bathroom, rose-scented soap and body towels were neatly placed on the floor.
Seliya put her hand into the bath full of water. The warm water temperature, neither hot nor lukewarm, was just the right temperature for a bath.
Seliya soaked her body in the warm bath.
She was indeed taking a proper bath for the first time in a long time. Seliya immediately felt better.
While she was enjoying her bath, Seliya belatedly realized that she had not brought her clothes to change into.
'No way, someone is going to come in.'
Seliya thought that even if something like that happened, she could just use her special ability.
***
Dietrich could not disobey the Empress's orders. If the order to bring Seliya in at noon was disobeyed, the Empress would be bothered by this matter to the end.
The Empress's son, Jeremy, tried to deprive Dietrich of his military authority using various excuses.
Today, if he disobeys the Empress's orders, he is empowering Jeremy, who is eager to strike him down.
She told him to come by noon, so he had to be ready by noon.
As soon as the emperor's funeral was over, the Empress even bribed the chef who was in charge of cooking at Dietrich's mansion.
Dietrich, who noticed this within half a day, kicked the cookout and bought food outside the imperial palace. Of course, he couldn't be away himself, so he had his deputy, Anderson, do it.
“This is food brought directly from outside.”
Anderson was carrying a food basket full of bread and fruit with both hands.
All the food in the basket looked fresh.
Dietrich opened his mouth, picking out the basket of food that looked the freshest.
"Good job. Stick the rest of the food anywhere in the empty room.”
“You mean the empty room, not the kitchen?”
“Because while I’m away from the mansion, they might do something unnecessary in the kitchen.”
"All right."
Anderson added, bowing his head.
“I will look for a new chef. A trustworthy person who will not be bribed by the Empress.”
Dietrich said nothing.
If Dietrich knows the Empress, as soon as she finds a new cook, she will bribe him and continue to pressure Dietrich.
Dietrich currently holds military power, but the moment Jeremy takes the throne, his military power will naturally be transferred to Jeremy.
Jeremy hated him so much that he even tried to resign from his position as Commander of the Imperial Knights and even strip him of the dukedom.
By all accounts, it was a fight where he was at a disadvantage.
The three Dukes knew clearly that something like this was happening in the imperial palace, but they would have stood by and watched.
As always. Like moving pieces on a chessboard.
Just like they took advantage of the Emperor's stupidity to destroy their country.
One variable was that he had Seliya, who had a special ability, in his hands. Fortunately, no one but himself seemed to know that Seliya had a special ability.
The scent of hyacinth, which had made him faint, still seemed to linger at the tip of his nose.
At the same time, the image of Seliya vomiting blood and suffering came to mind.
‘The more I use this ability, the more my body becomes damaged.’
It made sense. She was fine until then, but when she used this ability, her whole body became a total mess.
-... More.
Dietrich's eyes sank deeply as he remembered Seliya, who was biting his lip and not letting go.
Dietrich was looking at Seliya the whole time handing over his saliva.
When Seliya opens her eyes, she realizes that he has given away his saliva, intending to kill her right away once she realizes that his saliva has healing powers.
However, Seliya did not open her eyes until the end. Seliya, who was enjoying his saliva, parted her lips after a while and uttered only one word.
- Sweet.
Seliya smiled brightly, seeming to be genuinely happy, and fell asleep soundly.
She seemed to be having a happy dream, with a satisfied smile on her lips.
Luckily for him, Seliya didn't seem to remember this even after she woke up from her sleep.
'... I have taken away some of her pain, so I can only hope that she does her job well.'
Dietrich decided to personally hand Seliya food and ask her about her special abilities. He will also tell her his precautions when meeting the cunning Empress.
She hadn't eaten in days, so this amount of food would be more than enough to fill her stomach. The basket he was holding was filled with freshly squeezed milk, fresh apples and plums, and bread baked in the morning.
Dietrich stood in front of Seliya's door.
He's knock.
"Knock knock."
Dietrich knocked on the door, but there was no answer from inside. He stared quietly at the wall clock in the hallway.
The clock showed ten past ten. There were less than two hours left until noon, which the Empress had mentioned.
Knock knock.
Dietrich knocked several times, but there was still no answer from inside. Dietrich, unable to delay any longer, eventually forced the door open and entered the room.
“...”
There was no one in the room. Dietrich put the food basket on the desk and looked around the room carefully. It was then that the bathroom door in the room opened.
Dietrich turned his head towards the direction from which the sound came. Seliya was there. Seliya freshly took her bath.
Instead of clothes, Seliya wore a white towel wrapped around her body. Her white thighs were clearly exposed under the towel, as it was difficult to cover her entire body with just one towel.
Seliya, who had blinked several times as if assessing the situation, narrowed her eyes. Soon she pointed at Dietrich and said,
"You...”
Dietrich quickly turned his head in the other direction. Seliya's mocking voice rang in Dietrich's ears.
“You came into the room on purpose thinking I was taking a bath, right?”
Dietrich was mortified. He protested, turning his body over to the other side of Seliya.
“I knocked several times, but you’re the one who didn’t hear me.”
“I was in the bathroom. How could I hear that?”
“If I had known you were taking a bath, you wouldn’t have come in.”
“...”
Seliya glared coldly at the back of Dietrich's head. She didn't know that Dietrich, who had no supernatural abilities, would barge into her room.
If it had been any other man, she would have used her supernatural powers to stop his movements and kick him hard in the vital area.
Seliya's eyes fell on the basket of food sitting on the desk. She hadn't eaten in days and she felt like she was starving to death.
Seliya walked towards the desk where the food basket was. Seliya tied her towel tightly to keep it from falling to the floor, and as she walked she watched Dietrich to see whether he was looking at her or not.
Fortunately, Dietrich was covering his eyes with one hand. Seliya felt relieved to see that not even his earlobes turned red.
Seliya took a bite of an apple from the basket. Perhaps because it had been a while since she had eaten, the food was very delicious.
She put down the apple she was eating and took a few sips of milk, then downed a baguette on the spot.
Dietrich's heavily suppressed voice was heard behind Seliya, who had eaten the third plum and was about to eat another.
“...I’d like you to stop eating and get dressed first.”
It was only then that Seliya realized that Dietrich was there. She was so focused on the food that she forgot he was there for a moment.
When she lived in her own home, she and her mother at Brillion encouraged her to eat food made from various grasses, so she doesn't know how long it has been since she last tasted real food like this.
Come to think of it, Dietrich always brought her delicious food even when she was in prison. Even if it was based on his intended use, Seliya never saw it as a bad thing.
If he wants to take advantage of the other person, it is much more effective to gain the other person's favor rather than antagonize them.
Dietrich, who had no foundation, did not sit in the position of commander of the Imperial Knights for nothing.
“Why don’t you put some clothes on?”
Dietrich's dissatisfied voice erased Seliya's thoughts.
“Because the food you brought was so delicious.”
Dietrich said nothing. The deep sigh he let out instead of an answer represented Dietrich's current mood.
Seliya picked up a morning bread instead of a prunes. She put a loaf of bread in her mouth and mumbled as she stood in front of the closet.
Dietrich was clenching his fists, covering his eyes with one hand.
Seliya, seeing Dietrich's fist with which he wanted to hit her at any moment, let out a low laugh and threw open the door to the closet.
In the closet, instead of the fancy dresses worn by noble daughters, there were clothes worn by commoners. The underwear was neatly folded in a drawer under the closet.
Seliya was satisfied. She could change by herself, and it was easier for her to move around in this dress than in a dress with its cumbersome decorations.
“Can I choose any of these and wear them?”
Dietrich answered Seliya’s question.
"Yes "
Seliya took out the most comfortable underwear and a neutral-colored dress. The clothes were new and had a soft, fresh smell. Seliya changed her clothes in one go.
“It’s done. You can look at it now.”
At Seliya's words, Dietrich removed his hand that was covering his eyes.
“...”
Dietrich's eyebrows furrowed cruelly when he saw Seliya. Seliya tilted her head and Dietrich looked at her with contemptuous eyes and said.
“Can’t you eat some of that damn bread crumbs without getting them in your mouth?”
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