I Became a Tyrant’s Maid - Chapter 59

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Calix sighed. Then, with a tired face, he said to me.

“We’ve put out the immediate fire.”

Calix explained that for a magician to enter Desart, they have to go through an extremely complicated process.

So, most of them usually enter by hiding their identity.

Instead, if caught, they have to pay a terrifying fine.

“Y-You’ll keep this a secret, right, Sir?”

The magician called Hamilton cowered behind Kakun, who seemed to be the leader, while Kakun gently rubbed his hands together, seemingly flattering Calix.

“Well. That’s beyond the jurisdiction of a mere guard like me.”

Calix grinned and turned his eyes to me. Startled by the sudden shift of two pairs of eyes in my direction, I quickly straightened my posture.

“Ahem, but how could I not keep it a secret for those who have helped us?”

Did I do well? I glanced at Calix, and he nodded as if to say I did well.

At least that was a relief. As he said, we’ve put out the immediate fire.

‘Safe. Arrived at Desart capital. Just come to the destination quickly.’

Calix only stated the bare essentials on the communication magic circle drawn by the mercenary guild’s magician. It took about a minute.

“Oh, thank you, Miss.”

“It would be nice to see you often. Well then, goodbye.”

“Come anytime, hahaha.”

When Calix slipped him a large sum of money that he had converted to cash before arriving in the capital, Kakun’s mouth stretched to his ears as he began to bow even more enthusiastically.

Regardless, Calix took me and left the mercenary guild.

“Will it be alright?”

To my question, he replied with a composed face as if wondering why I would ask such a thing.

“Ruel will handle it well, so there’s no need to worry particularly.”

Of course. As the second male lead, he should handle it well.

“Until Ruel arrives, I can rest for a while after a long time.”

Calix exhaled as if relieved and looked up at the sky.

I blankly stared at his face.

He’s really handsome indeed.

I wonder if I’ll have trouble finding a boyfriend later because my standards have become too high for no reason.

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

“Your face is particularly radiant today, Your Highness.”

At my words, Calix’s expression hardened.

What’s wrong? Did I say something wrong?

“Your Highness?”

“Ahem, be quiet. Stop talking nonsense and let’s find an inn.”

***

“Your Highness, this is absurd.”

“What’s absurd about it?”

“Just because we’re pretending you’re a guard doesn’t mean Your Highness should actually use a servant’s room. It’s absurd!”

Calix had a somewhat frustrating side.

Sometimes he seemed very refined and authoritative, but other times he seemed completely thoughtless.

Should I say he knows his position but tends to do whatever he wants first?

Even now, after barely getting two rooms, he was insisting on staying in the servant’s room attached below rather than the spacious and sophisticated master’s room.

It was truly an absurd idea.

“Of course, I’m very grateful that Your Highness is considering my position.”

“But?”

“However, Your Highness has an important event coming up soon. Moreover, you must be unwell from the fatigue of the journey so far, so naturally, Your Highness should stay in the master’s room.”

When I spoke as if scolding him, Calix raised just his left eyebrow, stood with one leg cocked, and looked at me crookedly.

Something seemed to displease him again.

I’m doing this for your sake, not mine, you know?

“Do I look sick to you?”

At Calix’s words, I slightly frowned and looked him over.

Honestly, he looked too healthy to be a problem.

“Your Highness, your skin is pale.”

I pointed out Calix’s jade-like skin as an example.

Well, isn’t jade-like and pale pretty much the same thing?

“Be quiet. So, you’re rejecting my kindness?”

“I’m not rejecting your kindness, but saying I will fulfill my duty, Your Highness.”

At my words, Calix touched his forehead and glared at me as if annoyed. Then he blurted out one sentence and stormed into his room.

“Have it your way.”

Slam.

When the door closed and Calix completely disappeared from view, I could finally let out a sigh of relief.

I quickly entered the servant’s room I had been reassigned to.

Then I grabbed the diary and looked out the window.

It had gotten quite dark as the evening had passed.

‘I need to meet a magician.’

I quickly prepared to go out.

It could be dangerous at night, but I had no choice. I didn’t know when I’d get another chance like this.

I stuffed a few self-defense items I had brought from the Crown Prince’s palace, the diary, and the jewel I had taken from Leviathan’s nest into my bag.

I had to resolve this within an hour.

I roughly left some clothes outside.

This should make them think I’m bathing, right?

I left the inn very carefully and quickly.

If Calix caught me, it would be death.

Even if he had been lenient with me, there was such a thing as a ‘limit’.

Of course, I wouldn’t really die, but that’s just a figure of speech.

“I’m not 007, what am I doing.”

I quickly scanned the surroundings while patting off the dust on my pants that had gotten dirty from crouching and moving carefully.

As expected, the night in this world was terribly dark.

But being in the city center, the light seeping out from the buildings made it not too difficult to move around.

I quickly retraced my memory and headed to the mercenary street we had visited during the day.

Fortunately, it was still operating.

“Hey, didn’t I tell you not to break any more glasses!”

“Just buy another one! You’re being so stingy. And you’re supposed to be rich.”

The problem was that the atmosphere seemed even more festive than during the day.

Do they drink every day? Don’t they work? I took a deep breath and opened the door.

“Oh, quite a few customers today… Oh? Isn’t this the young lady from this afternoon?”

The mercenary leader Kakun squinted his eyes and staggered over, thrusting his face close to mine.

“Would you mind stepping back a bit?”

He seemed even more drunk than in the afternoon.

The smell of alcohol wafted strongly.

“Where’s that intimidating guard?”

“I’d like to meet the man called Hamilton whom I saw this afternoon.”

Kakun half-closed his eyes and started chuckling mischievously.

“Oho, I wonder why the noble lady from Posnia would sneak away from her guard to secretly seek our Hamilton~?”

At Kakun’s drunken words, dozens of pairs of eyes turned towards me.

Damn it.

“Just answer what I ask.”

“Oh, of course, of course. But Hamilton isn’t much to look at, inside or out…”

Kakun alternately looked at his own waistband and Hamilton then started giggling.

“Well, he might not be as good as your guard, but how about that guy?”

He pointed to a red-haired man who was mindlessly throwing dry peanuts at the wall one by one.

“The noble ladies around here are going crazy, I tell you, crazy.”

I smiled vaguely at his useless banter and quietly approached Kakun, whispering warningly.

“It would be best if you could arrange a private room for me to meet him while I’m still asking nicely. I hope you understand that I can report this at any time.”

And I smiled brightly.

“…Ahem, Hamilton, please escort the young lady.”

At Kakun’s gesture, the magician called Hamilton awkwardly approached and said.

“Follow me, miss.”

“Thank you.”

Hamilton led me to a shabby room on the second floor.

He pulled out a chair and invited me to sit, then immediately slumped down in the seat opposite. Straightening his previously hunched back, he asked me.

“What is your business?”

He pushed up his thick horn-rimmed glasses and waited for my answer. I took out the diary from my bag and placed it on the table.

“This…”

“Mr. Hamilton, are you well-versed in magic?”

According to Calix, he was about a 5th-circle magician.

Given that there are 10 circles in total, even if he’s not an archmage, he should be able to interpret the magic circle in the diary, right?

“Then, could you tell what kind of magic is cast on this book?”

At my question, Hamilton lowered his hand that was adjusting his glasses onto the table.

Then he carefully took the book and ran his index finger over the cover.

“…It is indeed a book with magic cast on it. But where did you get this book?”

I was taken aback by his question.

Where did I get it? It was just there when I opened my eyes?

“Uh, I picked it up by chance when I was young and have been using it as a diary.”

“May I open it?”

I nodded, swallowing hard with an inexplicable tension.

Hamilton turned the first page.

Fortunately or unfortunately, there was no particular reaction so far.

“It’s designed to respond only to its owner. Could you try opening it?”

Hamilton closed the diary again and handed it back to me.

I looked at him once and then shifted my gaze back to the diary.

And I took a deep breath.

I still remember it vividly.

The Korean characters were so tangled that their meaning was incomprehensible.

I gritted my teeth and turned the page.

That’s when it happened.

⑫/W멜 ■러© 뷁쉙@■팔% 숡®다.

꿃내빫거 ■쑭썷야 ■

Meaningless Korean and Posnian characters mixed together appeared in red in the diary.

I covered my mouth.

Reflexively, I looked at Hamilton sitting in front of me.

He was just as surprised.