I Became a Tyrant’s Maid - Chapter 30

Thanks to the shining crystals embedded in the ceiling, the inside of the cave was bright.

I hurriedly laid the male lead down on a soft grassy patch and checked his complexion.

His complexion was too pale.

“Your Highness, please come to. Your Highness!”

His forehead was hot as a blazing fire.

“Your Highness. I will try to do something, so please, you must hold onto your consciousness until then.”

Even though it was the male lead, seeing him groan like this made me anxious.

It really seemed like he could die at any moment from gasping so much, and I couldn’t just stand by and do nothing.

I opened my diary to look for something and quickly scanned the inside of the cave.

“Crazy.”

And what I found was none other than two skeletal corpses and what seemed like camping tools they had left behind.

My head spun, but there was no other choice. I hastily gathered the camping tools they had left behind.

And I continued to read the diary.

[Mr. Mellory had kindly informed me about several types of herbs and their characteristics. Around a small stream inside the cave, there was a huge growth of herbs.

The Bizont flower stamen has detoxifying properties.

However, it’s a flower that blooms only at a specific time, so it’s very rare.

And the juice from the stem of Egotoxia, which often grows alongside Bizont, has hemostatic effects, and when applied to a wound, it quickly restores the patient’s complexion and heals the wound.]

I quickly headed to the field where the herbs were blooming.

Soon, familiar leaves came into view.

“Found it!”

On the small herb, pink flowers bloom profusely, surrounded by green dandelion-like herbs growing around.

I immediately headed toward the male lead with the herbs the diary talked about.

“Your Highness, please hold on.”

The male lead, seemingly too weak to reply, just grimaced and exhaled hot breaths.

It might be against the law, but in a situation like this, where death seemed imminent, where was the room for manners?

I pried open his mouth with my thumb. And inserted the stamen of the Byzont flower.

“You need to chew it.”

“Urgh…”

I forcibly moved his jaw.

Chew, you fool. You can’t die!

“Your Highness, it might be best to clench your teeth.”

Taking a deep breath, I grabbed the arrow embedded in his shoulder.

“What are you doing now…”

The male lead shivered in fear as if he had any idea what I was thinking, and I brightly smiled to reassure the patient.

“It’s going to sting a bit.”

Then I pulled the arrow out of his shoulder with all my might.

“Ah!”

He screamed in pain and seemed to faint.

Following the diary’s instructions, I squeezed the juice of the Egotaxia stem onto the male lead’s wound.

A transparent jelly-like substance, similar to aloe vera gel, fell on the wound, making a sizzling sound.

Soon, new flesh began to sprout from the wound.

It felt unbelievable, and I thought I might faint, but I finally relaxed and sat down on the floor.

“This is crazy.”

And then I poked his cheek repeatedly. He was indeed unconscious.

I was so tense that every muscle in my body ached as if I had been punched.

I glared at the diary thrown carelessly on the floor.

What on earth could its identity be?

The diary format of Rose was definitely a kind of deception.

Then, is the diary just a characteristic of someone possessed?

Well, novels with such developments, reincarnated or possessed individuals, or those who have moved between dimensions, usually receive some kind of buff.

Like immense power, intelligence, or even a language buff.

I sighed deeply and opened the diary to continue reading the remaining information.

“Oh my, my fate.”

Fortunately, the diary also contained information on how to obtain drinking water and simple things to eat in the cave.

I busied myself while singing in Korean.

* * *

Calix woke up to the sensation of fine hair tickling the tip of his nose.

“Hmm, it seems the fever has gone down.”

A woman’s voice, which had become quite familiar recently, was heard.

Calix remained with his eyes closed, lost in a drowsy appreciation.

The temperature of the hand stroking his forehead felt pleasant.

‘But why was I lying here?’

He wanted to sleep more.

Taking a rest without any thoughts was a very rare occasion for him, so he desperately needed this valuable rest.

However, unfortunately, his faithful maid did not allow him a peaceful rest.

“Your Highness, you need to hydrate… No, but how long are you going to sleep, seriously!”

Calix automatically frowned.

‘What did I just hear?’

Unfortunately, it seemed his maid did not realize that Calix had come to his senses.

『Sigh… If you had any conscience, you should pay me extra for overtime.』

The maid grumbled in an incomprehensible language and promptly got Calix up.

Soon, a cloth with warm moisture touched Calix’s chest.

『What am I even doing taking care of a fully grown man, really.』

The maid sighed deeply and soon began to wipe Calix’s upper body.

Calix almost screamed. He missed the timing to open his eyes.

The maid’s slender hand brushed Calix’s shoulder.

『Ah, these crazy people. Poison arrows… This is why they all end up dying. Served them right.』

The soft cloth slowly wiped Calix’s body.

From the neck to the chest. And gradually to the stomach…

“What are you doing?”

Eventually, Calix had no choice but to grab the maid’s wrist and open his eyes wide.

It felt like the back of his neck was getting hot.

“Your Highness! Are you awake?”

The maid’s blue eyes shone brightly as she faced Calix.

“Ah, first, here’s some water…”

The maid handed him lukewarm water contained in a small wooden canteen.

Around him, a small campfire crackled to life. Calix frowned as he surveyed the interior of the cave.

‘Where in the world is this?’

Calix was soon astonished. It seemed like a resting place for an earth spirit from legends.

The ceiling was covered with thousands of mana stones shining brightly, and all around, various precious herbs were spread out.

Regardless of his confusion, his maid, with icy eyes, seemed like she would kill him on the spot if he didn’t immediately drink the water, extending the canteen towards him.

Calix had no choice but to reluctantly quench his thirst with the water she offered.

It was definitely a poisoned arrow that had struck him.

Even if Calix was resistant to poison, the other princes would have known and would have chosen a poison he was not resistant to.

He thought he was going to die.

But there he was, breathing perfectly fine. And in this strange cave, no less.

“Your Highness. It seems we’ve managed to shake off the pursuit for now.”

“Where are we?”

To Calix’s question, his pink-haired maid shook her head firmly and said, “I don’t know.”

It was so confident it was absurd.

“It was a poisoned arrow. And one with a poison I’m not resistant to. How am I still alive?”

Calix looked at his maid with a suspicious eye.

She had always been a bit suspicious. Especially in situations like this.

How did she manage to save his life three times?

Despite Calix’s dissuasion, the reason Ruel continued to feel uneasy about Rose Estanya was this.

“I have a friend who is a herbalist. I learned a few things about herbs from him and used what we have here, Your Highness.”

Calix frowned at the maid’s well-crafted response.

For now, he had no choice but to trust Rose Estanya.

He was in a highly disadvantageous situation, and this maid had been helpful in this instance. If he had driven her away out of suspicion, it’s certain he wouldn’t have survived this long.

Probably, the second prince was planning to conduct a ritual for the dark god Moricias, using strengthened monsters to kill off the rest of the princes.

If the plan failed, he intended to pin everything on Calix, who was the most bothersome and get rid of him on the spot.

“Your Highness, perhaps you should eat first since you must be hungry. It’s not much, but I did my best.”

The maid handed him a root vegetable skewered on a wooden stick.

Calix sighed deeply, looking at his maid as the situation grew more complicated.

What if he had brought Ruel here?

They probably would have taken advantage of the unprotected imperial palace to plant fabricated evidence that he was summoning the dark god.

Bringing his maid to the birthday celebration turned out to be not a bad decision in hindsight.

Who would have thought to bring a mere maid to such an occasion?

“It’s a sweet potato.”

The maid looked proud, hoping he would take a bite of the food.

Feeling a bit embarrassed, Calix glanced at the maid and then bit into the sweet potato as she wished.

A sweet taste spread through his mouth.

“Is it to your liking?”

The maid asked with a soft laugh, and Calix chewed the roasted sweet potato in his mouth, struggling a bit.

Then he nodded very slightly.

“Thank goodness.”

As if she had been waiting, the maid eagerly took a bite of her portion of the sweet potato.

Calix was lost in thought for the first time in a while.

How could he make good use of this capable maid?

He thought about it very carefully and meticulously.