Chapter 45. Lilia (1)

Translator: Atlas     Editor: Ambrtrn

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Sylverine and Damien left at dawn.

Lilia also woke up early to get ready to leave.

The townspeople held a funeral for her grandmother, so she thought she would go to town.

She would first visit her grandmother’s grave, then go to her house to bring her belongings.

Her relationship with the maid, Nana, grew closer to the point that they seemed like sisters. Lilia was now also a maid, but Nana continued to care for her as a guest.

Nana assisted Lilia get dressed.

When she returned from town, she would work in earnest as a maid.

She admitted to Nana that Sylverine still scared her. Nana told her that there would be no problems as long as she did her work diligently.

Damien did not seem like a bad person to her.

When she asked Nana about Damien, her hand that was combing her hair stopped.

Nana was thoughtful before answering.

“The more I get to know him, the more wonderful he seems to me.”

Nana started to talk like a dam had released its floodgates. Damien’s personality, his attitude during their first training, even how he carried her on his back. It seemed like she had wanted to talk about this.

Lilia was relieved because she found that Damien did not seem like a stranger.

Finally she asked Nana if she could accompany her to town, but she declined because she had to take lunch to the training camp.

Lilia used a carriage to go to town early in the morning.

When she asked a neighbor about her grandmother’s grave, she shook her head and handed her a small urn for ashes.

“There have been no burials since the ghouls came out.” She tried to console her, adding that they were digging up the graves to cremate the bodies.

At home, Lilia packed her books, clothes and her grandmother’s recipes, then got into the carriage to return to Sylverine’s mansion.

She left all her grandmother’s other items in that house.

Lilia hugged her grandmother’s urn tightly while she was in the carriage.

But she regained her composure when she reached the mansion.

The sun had set.

The maids were busy preparing dinner.

Lilia quickly unpacked her luggage to help them.

Her job was to prepare a potion for Damien.

When she went to the place where the potion was brewed, she saw water simmering in a large iron pot and a maid with various medicinal herbs. Posted only on NovelUtopia.com

Lilia quickly ran to her.

“I’ll do it.”

The potion would taste horrible if there were no order.

Lilia placed the medicinal herbs on the table. A dozen medicinal herbs. Each one was worth as much as Lilia’s monthly food budget.

“How often does Damien drink this potion?”

“Every day.”

She couldn’t believe it for a moment, but soon made up her mind.

Lilia headed to Damien’s room when she finished the potion.

Damien, who drank the potion, said quizzically,

“Did you change anything?”

“No. I prepared it slowly based on the recipe, how does it taste?”

Damien was surprised.

“Much better. Thank you.”

“I’m glad!”

Lilia smiled.

It felt good to do her job for the first time.

Later, she accompanied Damien to the fabrication room.

Damien, who only asked Lilia what he didn’t know, was quick to understand what she was teaching him. He was also trying to do the work on his own.

She felt comfortable.

It just seemed to her that he was a little reckless.

Damien would drink the incomplete product, then run out the door to vomit. Lilia thought this was insane.

And the combination was a complete disaster. Alchemy had formulas for combining ingredients, but he tried combinations that completely ignored this.

When Lilia mentioned to him that medicinal herbs should not be mixed indiscriminately because there were formulas for combining ingredients, Damien responded calmly.

“I have to do it this way.”

He never took his eyes off his notebook. He never showed it to Lilia, even though she was curious.

A week passed that way. Lilia gradually adapted to life at the mansion.

Damien and Sylverine would return in the afternoon after training. In the evenings she would work with Damien on brewing potions.

She still didn’t have a close relationship with Damien, because he was a man who didn’t talk much and who was focused on his work.

One night she wanted to light the fireplace in the kitchen because it was a bit chilly, but the maids stopped her.

“You can’t light a fire because it’s a means of correspondence.”

There were rules at the mansion that sometimes she couldn’t understand. She wondered why they used the fireplace as a way to conduct correspondence.

When no one was there, she watched as a mysterious ball with wings actually dropped a letter in the fireplace. Lilia took the new letter.

She went to ask Nana about the letter. She told her to deliver it over to Sylverine when she saw the Eternia seal.

She was still afraid of the Grand Mage, but it seemed like an important letter and someone had to deliver it, so she boldly knocked on Sylverine’s door.

“Come in.”

Lilia approached her and handed the letter to her with both hands respectfully. Sylverine motioned for her to leave as she opened the letter.

As Lilia was turning around, Sylverine suddenly stopped her.

“Wait, call Damien.”

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