I Became a Tyrant’s Maid - Chapter 60

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Hamilton quickly swatted my hand away from the diary.

Slap!

The sound echoed sharply in the small room with just the two of us.

It felt like my breath was suddenly cut off.

I panted, staring at the diary with wide eyes, while Hamilton calmly said.

“By any chance, how long have you been using this book?”

“I’ve been writing in it for about three months.”

“I don’t mean the duration.”

For a moment, I swallowed at his question.

“Do you know something?”

At my words, Hamilton narrowed his eyes and said.

“This is a form of magic I’ve never seen before, so it would be more accurate to ask at the magic tower in Posnia. There are many more skilled individuals there than me.”

Thud, he closed the diary and spoke seriously.

“Or, you could seek out the High Priest.”

“The High Priest?”

To my question, Hamilton frowned and replied.

“From my limited knowledge, your diary currently seems to have divine power and magic intertwined within it. I’m not exactly sure what this is, but…”

He rubbed the book cover in circles and then pressed it with his palm.

A blue light emanated from his hand, and soon, with a crackling sound, sparks flew from the book cover.

Hamilton quickly withdrew his hand, groaning.

“It seems to devour the caster’s mana and instead tries to infuse new mana into the caster’s body.”

I quietly tried to interpret Hamilton’s words.

So, according to Calix, I don’t have mana.

‘But it’s devouring mana?’

I understood the part about infusing mana. After all, they said the reason I fainted was due to mana reflux.

“It almost seems alive…”

“What?”

Startled by Hamilton’s words, I looked at the diary with wide eyes.

Of course, it didn’t move at all.

“May I have your hand for a moment?”

Hamilton took my hand.

He seemed to concentrate for a moment, and then I felt something being drawn out of my body with a ‘whoosh’.

It was exactly the same feeling as when Calix did something to me in the carriage.

“Strange. The mana fills up in the body and then evaporates rather than refluxing.”

“But this isn’t mana reflux, is it?”

To my question, Hamilton frowned as if it was giving him a headache and replied.

“It’s similar, but usually when mana reflux occurs, rather than just feeling bloated, your organs would rupture immediately. Did you experience any unusual symptoms while using it?”

What? Organ rupture?

My heart seemed to drop at the suddenly thrown, terribly frightening words.

“Just fainting for a moment…”

At my words, Hamilton pondered for a moment and then warned.

“In my opinion, it seems like there’s some kind of error in the magic cast on this book currently.”

I agreed with Hamilton’s words. To be honest, the current state of the diary was very strange. A bit scary too.

“For now, it would be better to refrain from using it and take it to a nearby temple or magic tower.”

I nodded slightly at Hamilton’s words.

He was right.

Perhaps, did it end up like this because I used the diary too often?

“This is beyond the level of magic I can figure out. It’s a magic circle I’ve never seen before.”

Hamilton closed his mouth for a moment as if his pride was hurt and fell into thought.

“Can they identify what this object is at the magic tower or temple?”

And he answered my question.

“The chances seem slim. Of course, given that I’m a combat magician and my knowledge in this area is limited…”

Hamilton looked at me straight and said.

“It’s a form of magic circle I’ve truly never seen in this world before.”

***

I walked through the night streets, clutching the diary tightly.

I had the impulsive thought to just throw it away, but I held back for now.

If only Korean hadn’t appeared in the diary, I would have thrown it away.

“This is driving me crazy, really.”

I couldn’t help but sigh deeply.

I didn’t know what to do. I really couldn’t get a grasp on things.

The female protagonists in novels always seemed to plan their lives so well, why am I in such a state?

‘If I were to ask Calix, would he help?’

It seemed like not a bad option.

The current Calix was communicative and would reward me sufficiently if I worked well.

So if I worked a little harder and gained his complete trust, he might even connect me with an archmage from the magic tower.

If he becomes the emperor, it would be even easier.

I thought deeply as I walked through the dark streets.

If I were to ask Calix for something, he must never go mad.

‘Does killing his brothers necessarily drive him mad?’

When we return to Posnia, I should look for the female lead first, even if it’s a bit early.

After all, for Calix to become emperor, eliminating his brothers was almost essential.

‘If he had someone to lean on emotionally during that time, wouldn’t he be less likely to go mad?’

Since he met the female lead after going mad, if I make them meet earlier, he might not head towards destruction like in the original story.

“Ugh!”

I let out a short scream and grabbed my unsightly pink hair with both hands.

If only I hadn’t been looking at my phone while crossing the crosswalk, this wouldn’t have happened.

I really wanted to die.

Ah, not that I really want to die. It’s just a figure of speech, you know.

I had been trying to hold it in, but tears started to form.

“I miss Mom…”

I quickly wiped away my tears.

Crying means losing. I had to keep my wits about me now more than ever.

No matter how many years it takes, no matter how hard it is, I had to go back.

How could I live here for the rest of my life?

I didn’t even want to imagine it.

“Hey, miss. Why are you looking for your mom in the middle of the night?”

At that moment, I whirled around at the voice coming from behind.

And I looked at the three figures looming before me.

‘My goodness, they look ugly even just from their silhouettes.’

It’s a bit rude, but that’s how it was.

“Should I find your mom for you?”

“Haha, where does this miss think her mom is?”

“Hahahahaha!”

I frowned at the strange banter that followed.

Are they thugs?

“Ah. Yes. Please ignore me and go on your way~”

I waved my hand dismissively, hoping they would just go away.

They didn’t even smell of alcohol, so they seemed to be sober.

I’ve really seen all sorts of weirdos.

“How can we ignore a miss who’s alone at this late hour~”

As if the low pressure wasn’t enough, now there’s the cliché appearance of thugs.

Excuse me, but they seem to have picked the wrong target.

I’m not a female protagonist in crisis, I’m a tired office worker, you know.

“I’m not a miss, I’m a married woman, so please ignore me~”

I boldly declared myself a married woman and turned around.

But why are thugs thugs? Because they have nothing in their brains, that’s why they’re thugs.

Unsatisfied with my married woman declaration, they came closer, grinning and thrusting their faces in front of me.

“Then what’s your husband doing while you’re wandering alone? At this late hour.”

As the man kept sticking close and flirting, I started to feel a sense of crisis.

I quietly gripped the self-defense spray in my bag, ready to teach them a lesson if they went too far.

“I’m on my way back from burying my husband in the mountains, so don’t talk to me, okay? I’m on the run right now.”

At my words, the guys seemed to be taken aback for a moment, but they responded to my illogic with more illogic.

“Oh, then we should help you run away. Come with us.”

Should I compliment them on their creativity? Damn. They’re countering every single word!

‘As if the diary turning upside down wasn’t enough, why are you guys doing this to me, really!’

The guys approached slowly, as if surrounding me, and I retreated cautiously.

“I know a warm and nice place.”

“That’s right. It’s a really nice place. Even better if we have a drink.”

However, taking advantage of their moment of carelessness, I immediately sprayed the leader-looking guy in the eyes.

“Argh! What did you just do to me!”

“Boss! This, this b*tch!”

The guys charged at me in anger at the acrid smell. I kindly sprayed the spray once more on Thug 2, who was charging with his eyes wide open.

“Agh! My eyes!”

“Who are you calling a b*tch? Want me to make you say goodbye to all the b*tches in the world? Want me to make sure you don’t see the new year?”

I ran as fast as I could.

Logically, there was no way I could win against three men in a fight.

“You crazy b*tch!”

“Ack!”

However, Thug 3 caught up and grabbed my pink hair tightly, and I immediately threw the heavy glass spray bottle at his face.

“Argh! My nose-!”

As he let go of my hair to cover his nose, I kindly extended my middle finger and said.

“Oops, sorry. My mistake.”

And with that, I kicked him right in the groin.

“Aaaaargh!”

A pleasant scream echoed through the alley.