Life in Another World as a Maid Mage

--A carriage door lying in front of the Mansion opens and a man appears. The sword-worn figure made me realize that I would be an adventurer. The man reaches into the car and then takes the hand of the woman who shows herself. The woman's far-sighted pale black skin and loosely waved black hair appeared well in the snow-covered white garden.

The two people who got off the carriage looked up at the Beverstam-style mansion that the Rovnell family boasts.

The woman gazing slowly caught Annelier peeking through the window in the office - no, Dennis holding her back. Dennis sighed at the woman's face from the front.

The woman staring at us in distress eventually disappeared into the heavy door of the front door prompted by her servants.

"... why..."

Dennis moans.

"Why is she alive..."

The woman who visited Dennis' house from time to time.

Shouldn't he have died? Ten years ago, I traveled to Paradise with my father and made that love mine forever - no, no. It was a man who died with him.

Then who the hell is that woman? I thought she died with my father.

After a while, Balt appeared in the office and told them about the guest's visit.

"... let's go"

"... yes"

Annelier shouted at Dennis as she stood confused on the spot. He nodded impatiently.

For a moment, Balt glanced at Dennis and walked out of the way. Guest - A woman of southern origin is waiting for you, in the reception room.

--The letter arrived under the joint name of Theori Izmi and Alec Dia, who accompanied Annelier on her journey to Silveria, about two weeks after returning to the Mansion.

Annelier was delighted enough to jump to the prompt letter delivered by express mail, but as she proceeded to read it, she faded and made her expression very steep.

Siori's letter began with a greeting from time to time and a word of concern for Annelier's health, followed by a status report, "I need you to read Alec's letter because it's important." This letter from Alec was more serious.

"There is a contradiction between what Annelier told me and the story of a colleague who belonged to the Rovnell branch at the time. I thought it was selfish, but I checked it a little. I don't know anything other than the facts in the report. I recommend confirming the facts as soon as possible."

Enclosed is a report of an Adventurer Fall that occurred ten years ago within the jurisdiction of the Adventurers Association (Guild) Rovnell Branch.

Please read it yourself. This is horrible. "

Dennis was stunned when he was handed over to read it.

The names of the two adventurers who are said to have died. It was named after Gerhard Rovnell-Denis' father and his partner, Mario de Pedro.

It was a man who died with his father. And it wasn't an accident.

The woman sat on a bench and stared at the edict of pouring tea. A man wearing a sword is reluctant to protect his back without sitting down, but he still looks at him like a woman to see if his job is unusual.

When they saw Dennis and the others in the dock, they stood up and lowered their heads without hesitation. It was learned from their appearance that they were not very accustomed to the habits of the upper classes.

Dennis watched the woman as she managed to hold back her nervous, slightly faster breath.

Eyes peeking from under a woman's loosely waving forehair shine like a tropical sea, and thin eyebrows feel like fishing as if they represent the strength of will. The slightly thin lips under the smooth nose are sharply tightened. Although the overall shape was well prepared to be said to be beautiful, the breast and waist lines were unusual in the tropics, and the neutral appearance and appearance would be confused by the dangerous thin waist beauty men whose hands (...) preferences would not be left unattended once they were dressed as men. Though the light black skin was thinly wrinkled, it was glossy and tense. I expected it to be in my mid-thirties, but when I asked, it was just past 45 years old.

The man seems to have passed thirty, as he looks.

Dennis, who was trying to hold back behind Annelier, who was sitting opposite her, was forced to sit next to her by her hand.

Complete a brief introduction to each other. The woman was called Isabel, and the man named Urlik.

After distributing tea to everyone, the house order goes down to the wall in gratitude. I can't hear anything about the meeting. A trusted man who has served the Rovnell family for many years. He's the one who left Dennis and Balt in charge of this scene to talk. When he stood against the wall, the signs disappeared as if he were to melt into the indoor air so as not to disturb the mistress' meeting.

After dropping it off and hesitating a little, Isabel opened his mouth.

"The Adventurers Association told me to tell you about the time. Ulrik serves as his escort..."

Ulrik apologized for not disarming at the invitation. And you ask for permission to keep the sword.

It suggested that there could be some danger to her at this meeting. Of course not to Dennis, nor to Annelier, the Lord and fiancée, but I found out that Isabelle and the others had a little vigilance. The story I'm going to tell you is that you're pregnant with that kind of content.

--Immediately after receiving the letters from Siori and Alec, Annelier flew her hands to the Rovnell branch.

It seems that the union master was surprised by the first messenger from a good past about a decade, but since there was an inquiry from the Tris branch in the same matter beforehand, he predicted a visit and prepared to some extent.

I immediately contacted the woman who I thought was most familiar with the situation at the time and set up a place for this conversation. It was this woman named Isabelle who came to the Rovnell house.

The woman, who was originally an adventurer at the Rovnell branch, said in a somewhat tropical accent.

"My brother died with Mr. Gerhard."

"Oniisan?... you're not my sister, are you?

"Yes, it's my brother. I also checked their bodies, so I'm sure they died with him."

"I was there, too. That was certainly Mr Gerhard and Mr Mario. I'm the one who took the two bodies."

Dennis nodded ambiguously and muttered his haircut.

--I am certain that the man who died with my father was not a woman, but a man.

"Mario used to work with Gerhard because she liked him. Ten years ago, at his request, I accompanied him on a collection request. I went to the Avenius Mountains to collect flowers for my wife on her wedding anniversary. It was a slightly dangerous place to go alone."

"--So you said you had an accident?

"... yes"

Isabel lay his eyes down.

"The flowers of interest grew on the rock shelf, whether they could reach as far as they could reach. One of the several grown ones has been picked, and I think there is no doubt that Gerhard was holding it. I suppose you put a lifeline on it just in case when you collected it. But the rock was more fragile than I thought. I couldn't stand the weight, and I was shattered so I could decide where the hardware had been struck."

The edge of Isabel's words trembled. He said again that he took a sip of tea and took a deep breath to calm himself down.

"... Mario wasn't wearing a lifeline, but he must have reached out aggressively. Without a lifeline, I grabbed Mr. Gerhard's hand and fell with him..."

Dennis was silent. She is holding her breath and staring at Isabelle as if she were just eating. The joints of the hands placed on the knees were too tightly gripped and pure white.

Annelier gently touched the hand. Balt puts his hand on his shoulder.

- It's okay, we're on our own.

That's what they said with their eyes.

Dennis nodded and took a few deep breaths. And open your mouth.

"... I understand. But I - my mother and I - were told that my father had an affair with a foreign woman. You would have come to my house several times. [M] That's why I knew my father's partner was you, and that's why you cheated on him."

"... that's..."

Isabelle seemed to be overreacting, but he never continued his words.

"I only visited Mr Gerhard's house once. I was suddenly ready to wear a dress and my wife gave it to me because Dennis' mother had stopped wearing it. I only visited once at that time. Otherwise, all Dennis saw was his brother."

"Eh... no, but... I think it was the same person..."

Dennis lost his sight in agitation.

"Our brothers and sisters look very much alike. The look is obviously different in the neighborhood, but the overall impression was very similar. There was only one age difference, and the hair style was the same and the height was almost the same. And I was right - I'm in a less undulating shape, so when I looked at it from afar, I was often told I didn't know if it was Mario or me."

Isabel smiled slightly.

"... Gerhard said he wanted to introduce us to his son one day. However, your son comes up to the main house honorarily and rarely returns. Even if he returns from time to time, he only finishes his errands and returns soon, so he doesn't have a chance to do so...."

Dennis, who seemed so distant, could not distinguish Isabel from Mario. Seeing her in her dress gave her the impression that she was a woman, and as a result she misunderstood that her father's partner was a woman.

― ― My father rarely talked about his work at home. Although I have invited colleagues and customers at meetings, I rarely talk about the content, and even if I did, I think I would have talked to my colleagues.

I just don't remember, maybe I've heard the names of Mario and Isabel.

Was one end of the misunderstanding caused by my assumptions?

--Your blood is pulling.

But I'll see you later.

Dennis said in a plundered voice.

"... that my father had an affair with a woman..."

"--That's..."

Isabel looked back at Ulrik. He nodded and opened his mouth in a slightly awkward manner.

"I don't know why the Rovnells and the aristocracy around them misunderstood this. But... there's nothing I don't know."

Dennis raised his face as if he had been played.

Ulrik said with the premise that maybe...

"After the accident, I was there when I was talking to the Robnell family who came to ask me more about it."

- The incident - No, after the accident, the Baron's house in Yerhard was used for investigation. The father of Gerhard and Baron, the grandfather of Dennis and Bart, were heartbroken by his son's death and protected his wife, Diana.

It was only six months after the Count died of illness and took over his duties. Annelier and the surroundings were extremely busy, and although Dennis had been contacted that his father would not return from home, he could not go home.

Annelier advised me to go home, but I left my mother to my grandfather and chose to be by the young Countess. Because I thought that barons with grandfathers and uncles who were close to each other would calm my mother down rather than me.

"--I told you then. With both hands tied together, Mr. Gerhard was holding the flowers as if he had done it in his heart....."

"... that was a little careless."

Annelier raised her willow eyebrows slightly, and Ulrik looked down with an awkward face.

"... yeah, I know that. But their hands were really tightly tied. Mario had a lot of bad scratches on one hand, and I think she probably held onto it somewhere to support the weight of both of them. I'm sure I didn't want Mr. Yerhardt to die. Even Mr. Gerhard didn't want to die without his wife. So hold each other's hands so that they don't fall - but Mario ran out of energy...."

Ulrik covered his face.

"Those two were kind and reliable, and there were a lot of people who loved them. They were very good to us when we were new, and they taught us how to be prepared, how to work efficiently, how to handle swordsmanship, how to play... everything. And yet..."

He swallows the edge of the trembling word.

"Gerhard told me a lot about your wife's love affair. Nobody asked me if I loved you until just before I left that day, but I've been talking about love for my wife. I was happy to say that flowers to pick also meant eternal love... so they all came in and sent out a little fed up. I never thought he'd come back alone."

Isabel next to him gently restrained his eyes with a handcloth. The hand is trembling small.

"--When I found the body, it was already past our anniversary. And yet he held the gift flower firmly. After a few days, I was completely flaccid... and my stem was bent and almost a petal was flying, but it seemed so important... why is my wife waiting at home so cherished...?"

Silence dominated the room. Only his whimpering voice echoes.

After a while, Ulrik raised his face after brutally wiping his eyes with his fist.

"That's all I can think of to mislead you into thinking it was a mental incident. I checked with a colleague I knew at the time, but nothing else."

Even though Dennis was in front of the mistress, he put his body on the back of the bench. Otherwise, I didn't feel like I could support my body. Cover your face with one hand.

You're okay, and Balt squeezes his shoulders. Annelier's hands gently rubbed her knees.

- My father loved my mother. My father did not betray my mother. But I went to gather flowers to show my love for my mother. The result is...

"... then I..."

I couldn't help but tremble.

"Did I keep resenting people I didn't have to resent? For the last ten years..."

A faint fragrance of mint wrapped up the trembling denim. Someone sits next to the empty other side, and then the refreshing citrus scent grabs the nose.

--Both sides are warm.

My dear childhood friends are hugging me.

Annelier breaks the silence once again, holding Dennis in her arms.

"- But, even so, I wonder if that's the only case in mind. The baron's messenger? I don't think that's the only way to misunderstand information."

You were right. That grandfather would have sent someone he trusted. Not unlike listening to rumors at a tavern or well.

"We don't know what's going on."

Ulrik said, and Isabel nodded again.

"But it's up to the honorable Gerhard and his family, more than anything else, to hear that they've been misunderstood and discredited for decades."

"Besides"

Isabel inherited Ulrik's words.

"This time, I just remembered what Mario told me...."

The voice is lowered as if something were to be revealed.

Apparently, the main topic is the content to be told.

"Mario told me a few times about Mr. Gerhard's son. I heard that the son was coming up to the main house, and the young lady loved him and served him sideways. Your daughter will slowly succeed you to the throne, and your son will stay close. But there were a lot of people who didn't like it, and Yerhardt said he was a little worried about it. Assassination is a blatant way to get rid of your son, and I'm sure your daughter won't forgive you, so she won't kill you, but instead she'll attack you with any minor flaws that you don't miss."

--And that's it. Far from being trivial, there was a serious fault that the father was forced by a woman to abandon his wife and child.

"... I don't know if it's a good thing they're both dead, but it's not an assassination. There's nothing suspicious about it, and given the circumstances, it's definitely an accident."

Ulrik said.

"But if you ask, your son is being bullied for the way his misunderstood father died. That's why I thought. Someone deliberately distorted the story."

Dennis stared at Isabelle and Ulrik with both sides supported and breathed shallowly.

--Exactly. Once, they did get away from Annelier. Leaving, he leaned over to the baron's house where his mother was meditating.

My uncle and his wife were sinking deep at that time. I was sad that my brother didn't think he'd abandon his wife and son and become a foreign woman.

So did my grandfather. He was deeply saddened and angry.

However, the distorted information was brought back by the Baron's men. Where the hell was it distorted? Is that how it is used? Has anyone taken it back and brought it to my grandfather and uncle and wife in a short time?

--The tea was already cold. The house order moves quietly, lowers the chilled teaware, and brews warm tea again.

Turning to his hand, Ulrik said next.

"... and after that, there was someone else who used it again. The man in charge had a letter from the Count. The letter said he would refrain from asking the Rovnell branch for a while because his men were very upset about this."

Annelier glances at the willow eyebrows and looks into the void as she thinks.

"Sure, I wrote to you about that. But I didn't entrust it to the user. I should have asked the courier to carry it..."

Ulrik and Isabel looked suspicious. Dennis also turned his gaze to Balt with a sharp face.

Ulrik continued his conversation without losing his suspicious expression.

"The person who brought the Count's letter said: Mr. Gerhard's parents and main family are very sad about this accident, so I wonder if you can leave me alone without contacting them for a while. We agreed. It was a very sad accident."

And the interaction between the branch and the Rovnell family was interrupted - ten years later.

Originally, the Association of Adventurers (Guild) policy had a duty of confidentiality. Among them, the Rovnell branch was particularly thorough with this provision.

With its Rovnell branch, this land is home to many artists from all over the world due to the character of the ruling Rovnell family. For this reason, the Rovnell branch has many requests to collect and capture materials and motifs necessary for creative activities.

Branch adventurers were particularly thorough in their duty of confidentiality to prevent details from being leaked before the work was released. As a result, many of the adventurers belonging to this branch stand out and have a strong mouth compared to other branches, and as a result - the request from this messenger was strictly adhered to and they did not come into contact with the Rovnell family.

And Gerhard's accident was misinterpreted as a heartfelt incident and never corrected - ten years have passed.

"That's right...."

Annelier dropped her words with a sigh.

"Dennis's heart hurt so deeply that after all... I've stopped using the Rovnell branch ever since."

I loved my father. Respected. And I liked seeing my parents get along. That is why I profoundly and fiercely hated my father for his love. Just seeing what was relevant to the father, Dennis's heart reacted negatively.

It was enough to remember nausea by just seeing the name of the Robnell branch to which the woman and her father belonged, and the woman who held her father hostage.

It was so deep that his heart was broken.

"But, as I said earlier, I didn't entrust the letter to the messenger, and I didn't ask you to stay out of contact. I wonder who that messenger is. Think normally - you're the man in this mansion."

Annelier murmured in a low voice.

"That's..."

Isabel and Ulrik looked at each other and looked at a certain point.

"Uhhhh!

The scream of Balt rose with the sound of her voice.

Your hand slipped, or the house order took off the tea ware. A splash of tea is wetting Baltic's lap.

The edict faded and trembled badly at hand.

Isabel said.

"If you remember correctly, this is the one."

Behind that gaze is the man who trembles with his tea ware in his hand.