After several months, the fact that she had finally conquered one of the male leads made Shailyn’s feelings strange.

‘Anyway, it wasn’t like I was doing completely useless things……’

It meant she had gotten one step closer to returning to the original world.

She who had been thinking about other things for a moment felt Chester’s gaze staring up at her intently and said awkwardly.

“Thank you for saying that. But I……”

To accept Chester’s feelings right now, there were still two male leads left that she hadn’t conquered.

Seeing Shailyn having difficulty continuing her words, Chester took the initiative.

“I didn’t say this expecting any compensation. What qualifications would I have when I owe you such a great debt, Miss?”

“……”

“I just couldn’t bear it without speaking out, as my chest swelled up as if it would burst.”

He smiled faintly. At his words that showed consideration along with affection, Shailyn couldn’t give any answer.

She just felt uncomfortable for some reason. Not about Chester’s confession, but the fact that she had created this situation herself through a mission.

“Then I’ll take my leave before the other members of the ducal family catch me.”

Chester, who lightly kissed the back of Shailyn’s hand, stood up.

He approached the window and soon disappeared without a trace.

While Shailyn sat alone in a daze, dawn passed and morning came, and Mandy came to find her room.

“Miss, you woke up early today?”

“Mmm, it just happened.”

Mandy, who was pulling back the curtains and opening the window, soon noticed the presence that had disappeared from the room and said in surprise.

“Oh my, Goldie is nowhere to be seen! He must have run away somewhere again!”

“It’s fine. You can leave him alone now. He went to find his own home.”

“Yes……?”

When the miss, who had been making a fuss about catching Goldie before, waved her hand nonchalantly, only Mandy became bewildered and tilted her head.

After finishing her morning wash and meal, Shailyn called the family doctor to check her ankle condition.

“Would you try walking once? Whether you feel even the slightest pain or not.”

“Hmm, it doesn’t hurt at all.”

“Then you seem to be completely healed. You should be able to move freely from now on.”

Then Shailyn immediately set out to take care of the work she had postponed due to missions and injuries.

“Mandy, let’s go visit Carl.”

If a bondservant was sick, the master should naturally go and look after him.

She headed majestically toward the servants’ quarters. After hearing where Carl’s room was and walking there, she suddenly realized a fatal mistake.

“Ah, wait. If I’m visiting a sick person, I should have brought some snacks.”

She was currently empty-handed.

Seeing the master contemplating whether to go back and come again or not, Mandy suggested.

“Shall I go get some now?”

“Would you? Thank you, Mandy.”

While Mandy went to the kitchen, Shailyn went to Carl’s room first.

Knock knock.

“Bondservant, your master is here!”

“……Noisy.”

When the door opened wide and Shailyn appeared, Carl, who had been lying diagonally against the bed reading a swordsmanship manual, frowned.

Of course, that was just what he said, and he quickly put the book down beside him and stared intently at Shailyn approaching.

“How’s your body?”

“I’m getting better slowly. It wasn’t much of an injury to begin with.”

“How funny. Then why has such a person been lying in bed for days?”

“That’s because everyone’s making a fuss about taking absolute rest. I’m dying of frustration right now.”

“You’re finally feeling what I felt. I was like that before too.”

Shailyn became wistful thinking of the magic tower test and the illegal slave auction incident.

Carl’s room was very simple. With only minimal furniture, there wasn’t even a proper chair to sit on.

‘It’s like the room of someone who could leave at any moment.’

Evaluating it that way, Shailyn sat on the edge of the bed instead of a chair.

“Are you taking your medicine properly and applying it well?”

“Well, roughly.”

“Roughly! You can’t do that!”

Carl had suffered bruises and abrasions here and there, but fortunately hadn’t suffered any broken bones.

However, since his body had received a great shock, he shouldn’t overdo it for a while and needed to manage his wounds so they could heal quickly.

At his words that he had been careless about the latter, Shailyn said seriously.

“Did you forget? You’re my bondservant! What’s yours is mine, what’s mine is mine too.”

“There’s no dictator like you, Master.”

“Now you know!”

She who smiled mischievously looked around and picked up something.

And slowly reached out her hand toward Carl.

***

Meanwhile, Mandy got a snack basket from the kitchen and hurried her steps.

Since Shailyn and Carl might be waiting for her, she wanted to quickly bring delicious snacks to the two of them.

When she who had gone up to the second floor of the servants’ quarters approached Carl’s room located at the end of the corridor….

“It’s just the two of us here now. You can undress comfortably.”

A secretive voice flowed out from beyond the thin wooden door.

Mandy, who was about to knock, momentarily hesitated and unconsciously listened.

“I told you it’s fine, just trust me and leave your body to me. I absolutely won’t be rough.”

It was clearly Shailyn’s voice, so Mandy was flustered.

After hearing rustling sounds from inside, Carl soon groaned lowly.

“Kuk……”

“Shh, it’s okay. The pain is only for a moment. If you endure a little, it can get better.”

Mandy, whose face heated up at the statement that made her exercise her wild imagination, burst inside.

“Aaaah! What are you two doing?!”

“Ah, what a surprise. What’s wrong, Mandy? I was applying medicine to Carl’s wound.”

Shailyn, who had been applying ointment to Carl’s shoulder, opened her eyes wide and greeted her.

“Is something wrong? Your face looks strange.”

Carl looked strangely at Mandy, who was all heated up. Shailyn had been startled, so her fingernail had grazed his wound, making him frown.

Only then realizing her misunderstanding, Mandy shook her head awkwardly.

“……Ah, no. I must not be in my right mind because I’ve been tired lately.”

“Sorry, you overworked because of me.”

“Ah, that’s not what I meant! Don’t misunderstand, Miss!”

Mandy, who desperately denied it, put down the snack basket on the nightstand.

Shailyn, who had insisted on applying the medicine despite his refusal, carefully attached gauze and dusted off her hands.

“There, it’s done. You can’t get hurt from now on.”

“If the master doesn’t do dangerous things, I won’t have reason to get hurt either.”

“……Are you subtly pressuring me?”

Shailyn, who looked at Carl with narrowed eyes as he spoke formally because Mandy was there, stood up.

Carl, who glanced down, asked bluntly.

“How is your ankle?”

“It’s fine. That’s why I came to see you.”

“Then that’s good.”

Carl, who had been most curious and concerned about Shailyn’s injury, leaned back on the bed and said without regret.

“I need to rest, so please leave.”

“Alright, got it.”

Shailyn, who left the snacks for him to eat and came out with Mandy, grumbled.

“Really, what a bondservant with no charm. Don’t you think so?”

The two people who had been closer than she had thought, though it wasn’t the situation she had imagined.

Mandy, who had been ruminating on the scene she saw earlier, slowly opened her mouth.

“……Miss, what is your ideal type like? Is it a blond young master after all?”

“Suddenly?”

Shailyn, who had been blinking at the unexpected question, soon propped her chin with her index finger and thought carefully.

“Hmm, actually I prefer black hair to blond. And a tall, handsome man? I’d like him to be appropriately kind and delicate while also having a playful side. I’d like a lover who are somewhat like a friend.”

“The social status only applies to nobles, right……?”

“Well, wouldn’t that be the case?”

Shailyn shrugged nonchalantly and walked ahead.

Mandy followed behind her, trying hard to shake off the anxiety circling in her heart.

As well as the suspicions that had been sprouting whenever she saw Carl and Shailyn lately.

Sharofe is Too Much

The next mission occurred one peaceful afternoon when Carl had completely recovered from his injuries.

【Mission: I am Count Sharofe.

You know that the proper ending for a female lead and male lead is a happy marriage, right?

You who have conquered Tower Master Chester and proven your qualifications! Now it’s time to obtain a family name and title.

Take a step up so it wouldn’t be strange to marry any of the male leads!

Deadline: One month

Success condition: Become Count Sharofe and the owner of the Sharofe estate on paper

Penalty for failure: Head Priest Raviel’s affection drops to 0】

Ha, they’re really trying to squeeze blood from a stone?