Chapter 215

I Married the Dragon I Killed
Chapter 215: The Cheeky Maid

The Cheeky Maid
Chapter 215. The Impudent Maid

— Going from the Far East of the Empire to support the Far West front… No matter how I think about it, it’s strange.
Ruri said.
— Is there any reason to keep insisting on that technology we have? I think it would be fine to just hand over that thing called a rifle and be done with it.
Ferda had thought about it too.
He had fulfilled his promise to Duke Urey, and the matter of the Kingdom of Heinkel was no longer under his jurisdiction.
Now that he knew they had joined the demons, it was just a matter of providing magitechnological rifles and ending it.
That was the most comfortable method.
— The one I support is Olivia, but at the same time, it’s also Ureas.
Ureas was a warmonger driven mad by the thirst for conquest.
What would happen if he placed a magitechnological rifle in his hands?
An army would quickly organize and present itself as an elite unit under the flashy name of Imperial Tactical Knights.
— And he would go out of control like a monkey screaming lightning magic all over the place.
— What is that?
— If you don’t give him bananas, he’ll go around threatening people with the barrel of the gun.
Ruri nodded silently at that analogy.
— Seeing that Ureas, he certainly is human enough to do that… But Ferda-nim, don’t you trust Princess Olivia instead of that second Prince, who looks like a rogue?
Olivia plays the role of containing Ureas.
Internal affairs that could have turned into chaos found stability precisely because she held Ureas’s reins.
— I trust her, but there are times when that trust itself is scary.
Olivia is the person closest to power.
If she finishes her revenge against her family, could she have the same heart?
Ferda always thought Olivia was similar to him.
So he believed she wouldn’t easily give up power.
Ferda, who killed his family, went mad in the end and hated everything innocent.
If he considered her a trustworthy companion, he shouldn’t let everything flow according to her intentions.
— And I also needed a justification for the expedition.
— Why do you need a justification to go yourself?
Ferda responded more seriously.
— The King of Heinkel used Legion Magic.
— What is that?
— It is magic where the Archdemon, Gamigin, draws his ideal kingdom.
— Since Ferda-nim speaks favorably of an Archdemon’s magic, it is nothing but suspicious…
She narrowed her eyes and asked.
— You aren’t thinking of learning that magic, are you?
Ferda had already learned a dark magic.
Ruri couldn’t allow him to learn a new dark magic, much less such an ominous necromancer magic.
— How could that be? Why would I bother with such useless magic?
— Didn’t you just say it’s magic that creates an ideal kingdom? Yet you are suddenly changing your mind.
— You do not know what the word ‘ideal’ means in magic.
— From before Ferda-nim was born until now, I have only been diligently swinging an axe.
— That’s fine. Ignorance is not a sin.
Ruri growled like a brave chihuahua.
— ‘Ideal’ refers to magic that is only possible under virtually impossible conditions. And that magic represented Gamigin’s utopia.
— So, you mean it is magic whose full performance not even the Archdemon Gamigin could unfold?
— Correct.
Listening to those words and thinking, there was a contradiction.
— But the King of Heinkel achieved it, didn’t he? A human king with absolutely no connection to magic.
Ferda nodded.
— The King of Heinkel, who was nothing more than an ordinary human, broke through the extreme conditions that Gamigin could not achieve and became an Archmage who creates Legions. What do you think would happen if others heard this?
— If the King of Heinkel can do it… they would think they can too.
Those who have tasted power crave another power.
— If that information comes to light, this war becomes more than just executing traitors who colluded with demons.
A struggle born of human greed, going beyond a simple war with demons.
— If my prediction is correct, the kings who were acting suspiciously will begin sticking their heads out one by one.
— Indeed…
Ruri marveled.
She thought the demons were simply revealing their true colors trying to disrupt the continent, but it is more than that.
— That is why I am trying to participate in the war using the excuse of supporting Olivia.
— So that’s how it is.
The gaze full of suspicion dissipated.
Ruri listened to Ferda’s words, thought deeply about something, and then told him:
— If you are going to the demons’ base, I will go too.
— What about attending to Her Highness?
— That person originally doesn’t need much. For now, the greatest concern for Valdrova-nim is Ferda-nim. Since that concern has to go into Godwin’s jaws, shouldn’t I be by your side?
— Truly a considerate remark.
Ferda recalled the scene where Ruri swept through the demonic knights and asked:
— How were the skills of those demonic bastards you fought against?
— Easy. That guy named the King of Heinkel used strange magic, but as for those who charge relying on their numbers, I have faced them to death, so it wasn’t difficult. As long as Ferda-nim doesn’t act recklessly, I can save you at any time.
— Then, that is a relief.
Ferda once again recalled the figure of Ruri causing a great stir in the King of Heinkel’s territory.
Thinking he should give her a reward or something, he reflexively reached his hand toward her head.
Slap!
Then Ferda’s wrist was struck away.
Something hit Ferda’s wrist quickly, and his wrist bone almost broke from it.
Looking at Ruri’s stance, she had slapped Ferda’s hand.
Ferda held his aching wrist and asked:
— …What is this?
It meant why react like that when words would be enough.
Until now, she had said she didn’t like it, but she had never used violence in this way.
Ruri put on a demure expression and said:
— I know everything.
— What do you mean?
— Do you think I am an idiot who doesn’t even know Ferda-nim’s ulterior motives?
— …Then, what are you talking about?
Every time Ferda showed a reaction of not knowing, her face filled with conviction.
— I clearly understand for what purpose Ferda-nim keeps trying to touch my head. I realized that action is more than just treating me like a child.
Pointing at herself with her thumb, she spoke with confidence.
— And I have researched and found a way to protect myself perfectly. Its name: ’15 Ways to Protect Yourself from a Pervert’.
Her silver eyes shone brightly.
— And 34 more are scheduled to be added.
— …?
Ferda couldn’t understand what she was saying.
Is there another characteristic between humans and dragon spawns that can never be understood?
— Can you tell me what exactly it was that you discovered?
— Who would obediently reveal their strategy to the enemy?
I don’t understand a single thing, so please, just tell me.
— Whatever it is, you better wake up from the dream that you can treat me like a servant. My body is mine, and only the Master can handle it!
Ferda was dumbfounded, but for now, he pretended to agree.
Whatever it was, he didn’t feel like playing along with that atmosphere.
Seeing Ferda’s reaction, Ruri put on a very satisfied face and bowed.
— Then I take my leave, Ferda-nim.
— …Sure.
Ruri left like that, and looking at the door through which she exited, he muttered:
— …I can’t understand it.
I thought I treated her with the same heart as always, but what changed?
It was then.
Knock, knock.
Mori, who was sitting quietly, reacted to Ferda’s words and showed something.
Thinking she had something to say, I looked, and it was a long text.
— Do you know, Gilbert? The way to tame a beast is to make it know hunger. When its stomach is empty, won’t it get angry? Once it overcomes that anger, lethargy will set in.
At that moment, you take the lead. You slowly feed it. The important thing here is to give it with your own hand. Make them believe that the hand that feeds is a good hand, and slowly make them get used to the contact. Before you realize it, they will naturally realize their helplessness and tremble with anxiety if they cannot receive your touch.
Taming that cheeky fellow is the same. Make them realize their place, and slowly turn them into a female.
— …What is this?
Seeing her write such bewildering content, Ferda asked Mori, and she replied like this:
— It is part of Chapter 3 of ’49 Ways to Tame the Cheeky Maid’.
— What is that?
— It is an erotic novel.
— Mmm…
Ferda couldn’t say anything.
Wasn’t this the first time the word ‘erotic novel’ came out of Mori’s mouth?
Above all, showing a passage from an erotic novel in this situation, out of nowhere, was incomprehensible.
Ferda finally made a choice.
In a situation ripe for misunderstanding, Ferda decided not to delve into the details.
— Okay, thank you.
Therefore, Ferda gently patted Mori’s head and decided to treat this passage as if he hadn’t seen it.
The routine of Valdrova’s loyal assistant, Ruri Silverwind, was always the same.
After finishing hard work, today she also put a honey-preserved fruit in her mouth as a reward to herself for having worked hard, and lay back on the bed.
Normally she would have nothing to do and would sleep, but the current her was different.
Reading is the basic cultivation of an intellectual woman.
Ruri began to read, and the title of the book was this:
49 Ways to Tame the Cheeky Maid.
She read them all the day she translated the obscene books Ferda brought, but this particular book she had been reading for more than a month.
It wasn’t hard to read.
If there is something delicious, you want to savor it, swirl it in your mouth endlessly, and extract all the sweet nectar.
This book was like that.
This book was the story of Lulu, a woman from a proud family of knights, and the court mage, Pelan.
Lulu, strong-willed, was a knightess who failed to protect her lord, and tried to choose death over life, but couldn’t.
She heard from the court mage Pelan that the princess she was supposed to protect was alive, and she wanted to live to fulfill her duty.
Pelan promised Lulu that if she became his maid and served in the mansion, he would tell her, and Lucy became a maid like that.
Pelan was an intellectual mage admired on the outside, but on the inside he was sinister, liked to plot, and was a strategist favored by the Emperor.
There was a damp disposition that not even the Emperor knew about, and he was unleashing that dampness upon Lucy, who became a maid.
The sight of repeated sadistic and shameful acts makes even the person reading the book feel embarrassed and blush.
But Ruri didn’t blink.
— “I’m only researching.”
She couldn’t forget the scenes implied several times where Pelan and Lucy developed feelings for each other.
She scanned and savored the scenes where Pelan placed food into Lulu’s mouth one by one several times, but she is only researching.
The story and sensual descriptions are just extras.
Really.
Ruri took out the bookmark placed in the book like that, opened the inside, and continued reading the journey.
— Lulu Feldragon, today I will savor you.
— You truly cross the line, you bestial bastard…
For some reason, Ruri’s heart beats fast.
Ruri turns to the next page.
— To be continued in the next volume.
— …?
Seeing that last sentence, she tried to grab the next page.
But what she grabbed was empty air.
— …??
She flipped through the pages several times, and even tore off the cover she had made to check if there was more behind it.
But only the bedsheet was visible.
She was not a mage and did not have the ability to create a nonexistent last page.
— Ha.
What wells up is a stunned sigh.
While emptiness fills her heart, Ruri feels a desire welling up from within.
Suddenly, she wanted to patrol the castle.
Ruri rose from her seat with a lantern, wanting to hurry and do it.
In the process, she coincidentally arrived at Mori’s bedroom, and coincidentally saw Mori sleeping.
She was breathing softly, sleeping very well.
Her breathing was regular, the sound of her heart was also normal, but she needed to confirm if she was alive.
— Miss Mori.
After waking her up several times, she confirmed she was alive.
Ruri asked a question to check if she was alright.
— Do you remember the book I tasked you with translating?
— I remember. I translated 16 out of a total of 52 volumes.
— By any chance, among those… isn’t there a book about maids?
— 49 Ways to Tame the Cheeky Maid?
— Yes. I want to ask a few questions to make sure you translated it all.
— The translation of the book’s content is all complete.
— Then ‘next volume’ means… is there one more volume?
— Yes. The series is divided into part one and part two.
— So this is part one?
— Yes.
— …Wasn’t part two among the books I showed you?
— No.
Ruri presses her forehead with her finger.
— Even with that inside your head… can’t it be done?
— Eastern books are not stored. For tomorrow’s work of this secretary, sleep is needed. If there is a cause for deficient sleep, there is an obligation to report to Regent Ferda.
With the meaning of ‘don’t touch me’, a slight threat was felt.
— Understood. Go back to sleep.
The moment permission was given, Mori dropped her head and, just like that, fell asleep breathing softly.
Ruri left the room and walked, shuffling her feet.
It felt as though everything had become useless.
— That damn book.
Ruri decided to cleanly discard her obsession.
— “Even so, I found 16 ways to tame, so that should be enough.”
Which means the 16 demonic hands Ferda extends can be easily brushed away.
Ruri with countermeasures is invincible.
That is enough.
With that,
— …it won’t do.
The wild nature inside her denies all rationalizations.
Research, my foot, she felt she would go crazy wanting to know the following content right now.
A maid who persistently rebels and despises her master.
A master who manipulates such a maid at his whim.
A scene exploding now where until now there was nothing but palpable tension.
How he will make her submit, and whether she will submit to it, caused her a curiosity bordering on madness.
— “I want to read it somehow.”
The moment she thought that, Ruri felt her entire body turn cold.
Good heavens.
To become a woman who thinks she wants to enter the Devil’s Land for an erotic novel.
That the vulgar woman Valdrova always talks about was here.
That a fellow, just like Lulu, who acquired the habit of binding herself and moves without orders, was standing right here.
A mocking laugh echoed in her ears.
It was similar to Penelope’s laugh.
She had to resolve this shame somehow.
— I will kill you, daughter of Sitri, Penelope…
Penelope had to receive murder intent today as well.
She was sleeping, scratching her belly in the room.