Life as a Tower Maid: Locked up with the Prince - Chapter 39

Chapter 39

Translator: Yonnee

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It looked like he was trying to threaten me, but it wasn’t that scary. I already went through the same thing with Albert, and that was worse than this. Any verbal threats from this greenhorn couldn’t be frightening.

And at the end of the day, I had Albert.

The world revolved around personal connections. And Albert was the most powerful backer in the world.

Nothing scares me now.

It’s obvious just looking at how Albert naturally commanded over all those people earlier.

What antidote was he saying? I tilted my head to the side and asked.

“Did His Highness also get hurt?”

“You know his condition the best.”

The way he spoke made it apparent that he was looking down at me.

Now, the second boss has appeared. If Albert is the CEO of the company, then wouldn’t this guy be like an assistant manager? In this world’s hierarchical status system, it was like I was less than an intern. It would be ridiculous for a maid to stand up to a baron.

“I don’t know what kind of antidote you need, and neither do I know why you’re asking me, Your Lordship.”

Hearing my words, Baron Schubert Bergen snorted and spoke in a low voice.

“His Highness who I saw from afar or from reading about him and His Highness who I saw with you today are completely different.”

…Was this a case of fanboying from afar or from books? So I didn’t get mistaken a while ago that he seemed to look at Albert like he’s an idol.

Anyway, Schubert here must be the president of Albert’s fan club.

“It’s probably all because of the potions you used like a witch.”

If he would see everything Albert did for me, a mere maid, in the past, he might have passed out already.

But still, one look at Albert and this hypothesis wouldn’t seem all that farfetched. I was also surprised by the prince’s one-eighty change in attitude, so it’s not surprising that his vassals would think so too.

How am I supposed to answer this? After thinking about it seriously, I finally spoke.

“First of all, I’ve never given or fed His Highness anything of the sort.”

“Impossible.”

However, Schubert was stubborn. I reminded him of an obvious fact.

“Baron, if I had the power to make something like that, wouldn’t I also be able to finish off the person in front of me?”

At what I said, Schubert flinched. His body quivered.

“You’re going to hurt me?”

Shiiing.

With the sound of wind being cut, Schubert brandished his sword. The sharp tip of the blade headed for me. He’s like an overachieving teenager who wants to get ahead of others.

I stepped back and faltered.

“No, I meant that I would have done it if I really could. All I gave to His Highness is the food I’ve cooked and my loyalty.”

Schubert’s eyes trembled. That’s right, I whispered as if I was passing on a huge secret.

“It’s purely thanks to my efforts that His Highness likes me.”

I was worried that he’d be more wary of me, but Schubert was obediently listening to me. Afraid that he would swing the blade again, I quickly added.

“I’m sure you, Baron Bergen, knows that His Highness is not a soft man who’d be beaten by someone like me.”

I feel something prickling on my consciousness. Albert was, in fact, a soft man who was beaten by someone like me.

…I still don’t know how that happened.

Anyway, I knew exactly when to make his eyes tremble. Timing was meant to be used at times like these.

Towards Schubert, I made an offer that he wouldn’t be able to refuse.

“Don’t you want to know how I captured his heart?”

The keyword here to get Schubert’s defenses down was ‘Albert’. I could tell just by looking at his expression.

“Through my cooking.”

Schubert sheathed the sword, then he said in an even quieter voice.

“…Cooking?”

“Even though I’m like this, I’m pretty good at that.”

Actually, only spicy food… and mainly my favorite food…

As a Korean, I also had Korean fried chicken and stir-fried spicy pork up my arsenal as my secret weapons.

I felt apologetic towards Seo Ina, who’s supposed to be the main character of this story, but I also deserved to use the knowledge I had. I had no main character buffs.

In the novel, it was once implied that Seo Ina gained some ability after she transmigrated into this world. But I had no such a thing, so why shouldn’t I use my knowledge like this?

Perhaps tempted by what I said, Schubert coughed, then asked me in a hushed voice.

“What kind of dish?”

“Fried chicken. His Highness really enjoyed it, too.”

Schubert was perplexed. He didn’t seem to understand what I was saying.

Well, that could be the case. There’s no way he’d know what it was. I carefully explained the dish.

“It’s chicken fried in oil. It’s a very excellent dish that’s crispy on the outside and juicy on the inside.”

In summary, it could be described as Korean food for the soul.

Schubert squinted and nodded. But still, he didn’t seem to understand at all.

Blanc stirred in my arms and made a squirming sound. Schubert sighed, then glanced down at Blanc.

“Never mind then. How did you prove your loyalty to His Highness?”

When asked this question, the natural answer was, ‘I fangirled’.

“I praised His Highness’ appearance and prowess every day.”

“…That’s no different from what I used to do. And compliments about appearance and prowess are something that’s already obvious. It doesn’t change anything just because you say it.”

His tone became even more serious. The sentiments of a true fan could be felt from Schubert, who spoke enthusiastically.

But I shook my head.

“No one hates hearing compliments. His Highness opened his heart to me because of my continued outpour of compliments and loyalty.”

Even Jung Wxx-Sung^[1], one of the most handsome actors in Korea, also said that he doesn’t get tired of hearing that he’s handsome every day. It’s thrilling!

Still, Schubert continued to stare at me.

I think he’s rendered speechless. I immediately turned the conversation around.

“Oh, you’re handsome, too, Baron. I think there’s a lot of people who admire you now.”

A handsome boy grows up to become a handsome man after all.

He wouldn’t be able to hold a candle against Albert, but Schubert would surely be worthy enough to receive an award for his looks in the future.

When I spoke seriously, Schubert’s expression hardened.

What I’ve said so far hasn’t worked at all. Well, it’s difficult to persuade someone who’s originally hostile to me.

It’s also harder to do this to people in higher ranks than me. Because they wouldn’t need to understand me.

“Baron. I have told not one lie so far.”

“I shall ask my Prince^[2] directly.”

“If you’d like.”

Nothing would change even if he asked Albert, but the boy in front of me regrettably didn’t know this—the fact that Albert had been thoroughly conditioned by my silly comments.

“…I’m going to ask him directly.”

“Be careful on your way, sir.”

Schubert repeated the same words, then he turned his back on me. In response, I just stared at his retreating figure.

I can finally rest.

¹ Jung Woo-Sung, but I’m not actually sure if it was him who said that quote. The name was censored like this: 정X성 (Jung ___-Sung) ↩

² Yes, he really said ‘my prince’ XD ↩