I Became The Sword Of The Sword-Obsessed Male Lead (18 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 6
“Haaam. Slept well.”
Awakened by the noisy chirping of sparrows, I rubbed my stiff neck, sore from sleeping leaning to one side.
Rubbing it with one hand and stretching lightly, I finally felt more awake.
‘I thought this single-seater sofa would be terribly uncomfortable, but it was softer than expected—I must’ve dozed off deeply.’
Maybe I’m a genius at adapting?
Anyway, I nearly ended up sleeping alone on the cold cave floor, so this was practically like staying in a hotel.
Actually, this mansion was far more than just a hotel.
It was so enormous and majestic that calling it a palace wouldn’t be an exaggeration.
I quietly got up and cautiously peeked out from beside the chair.
Dietrich was already gone from the bed—he must have woken up some time ago.
Glancing around the room quickly, it seemed I was alone.
“Hmm. He’s already left, I guess.”
I wanted to know the time, but oddly enough, there wasn’t even a clock in this room.
Since entering this book, my sense of time had vanished entirely, so this was quite troublesome.
I could tell it was morning, at least…
“What time is it?”
No sooner had I spoken than my stomach growled loudly, demanding food.
Gripping my rumbling belly, I started imagining all the foods I wanted to eat.
Seasoned wild greens, savory pancakes, banquet noodles…
One thing was certain—it was definitely time to eat.
Standing alone in the mirror-less room, I looked down at the clothes I was wearing.
No matter how I looked at them, these clothes were clearly very different from what people here usually wore.
They resembled an old, worn-out nightgown made from ancient fabric—walking out like this would surely get me mistaken for a beggar.
But I also couldn’t just starve to death waiting for Dietrich to come back.
What should I do? After about ten minutes of deliberation, I made up my mind.
‘Alright, let’s go get something to eat.’
I could already picture Dietrich furious at seeing me step outside the room without permission, but I had no choice.
I’m starving—what else can I do!
I can’t just die of hunger here!
‘Fine. Either I starve to death here or go out, eat, and face Dietrich’s wrath—either way, it’s the same.’
Thinking this made me feel much calmer.
My greatest strength—decisiveness—kicked in, and I immediately reached out and turned the doorknob.
With a creak, the door swung wide open.
And what I saw was…
Maids rushing about frantically, holding brooms and mops.
Still standing dazed beside the door, not understanding the situation, a maid struggling to carry a bucket of dirty mop water spotted me and shouted,
“You there! Don’t just stand there like a dummy—help me carry this!”
“…Huh?”
“I said give me a hand! Hurry—we’re running out of time!”
She demanded help so firmly that I reluctantly shuffled over to her.
Then, I grabbed the handle of the bucket she was holding and lifted it together with her.
The moment I touched it, I realized just how heavy it was—no wonder she’d been struggling alone.
“Heavy, isn’t it? But we just need to carry it to the terrace at the end of the hallway.”
The maid wiped the sweat from her forehead with her sleeve and started walking again.
Though the terrace seemed only a few steps away, carrying this heavy bucket made it feel surprisingly far.
After finally setting the bucket down on the terrace with much groaning, I straightened my back and let out a tired sigh.
“This is way heavier than I thought. Carrying it alone must be hell!”
Amused by my exhaustion, the maid giggled softly and spoke to me as if she’d known me forever.
“Right? It’s way too heavy—who on earth made you carry it alone?”
Well then, I should respond naturally too.
Wiping a few splashes of dirty water from my hand onto my sleeve, I asked,
“Who else? The Head Maid, of course. We maids get fired right away if we don’t do exactly as we’re told, so we have to do it even when it’s tough.”
“True. Guess it’s the same here—you just have to obey without complaint. Honestly, making a living isn’t easy.”
“Exactly. Wait a minute—‘here’?”
At the end of our effortlessly flowing conversation, the maid suddenly tilted her head, looking puzzled.
Then she stared hard at my clothes and frowned.
“But why aren’t you wearing a maid’s uniform?”
She only notices that now?
Thinking to myself what a slow-witted maid she was, I gulped nervously.
I’d managed to get this far, but what should I say if she asked about my identity?
The truth was, I’m a distant relative of this mansion’s eldest young master!
But saying that in my current state would sound utterly ridiculous.
Looking so disheveled that I’d been mistaken for a maid, claiming to be nobility would clearly fall flat.
What should I do? Just as I stood there anxiously stomping my feet, the maid suddenly slapped her fist into her palm and exclaimed,
“Oh! You haven’t received your maid uniform yet!”
“…Huh?”
Now finally understanding everything, the maid clapped her hands together.
“Come to think of it, I heard they hired loads of new maids because the second young master is returning from the academy. But seriously, not giving you your uniform yet is just too much!”
Apparently, I was number one at escaping crises.
‘Goodness—this misunderstanding is perfect! Yes! Yesss!’
Watching the kind-hearted girl who didn’t question my identity, I nodded energetically.
She patted my shoulder sympathetically as if on my side, smiled brightly, and held out her hand.
“Anyway, nice to meet you. My name’s Mari.”
When I took her hand, I immediately felt its rough texture—very different from mine.
Mari cheerfully shook my hand up and down and asked,
“What’s your name? Since you’re new, introduce yourself.”
“I’m Ha…”
I nearly said ‘Harpe,’ but snapped my mouth shut right away.
There was no way the people in this mansion wouldn’t recognize the name ‘Harpe.’
Of course, Mari was just a maid and might not know about the family’s treasured sword, but it was better to be cautious.
So I rubbed my awkwardly stiff lips and said,
“Heidi!”
“Heidi?”
“Yeah. I’m Heidi.”
“What a unique and pretty name!”
Mari seemed like a cheerful girl.
Seemingly fond of the name ‘Heidi,’ she kept murmuring it again and again before asking,
“Oh, by the way—it’s already lunchtime. You haven’t eaten yet, have you?”
Goodness—someone finally caring about my meal!
Deeply moved, I clasped my hands together and nodded vigorously.
“Yeah, yeah! I haven’t had a single bite yet.”
“I figured. Most girls who come here as maids have similar backgrounds. And you’re a brand-new hire today, right?”
Mari soothed me warmly, as if understanding everything, then placed a hand firmly on her hip.
“Alright then—follow me! Believe it or not, I’ve already worked in this mansion for five years!”
“Hold on—Mari.”
I waved my hands in alarm at her invitation, but Mari, blissfully enjoying her newfound role as senior, didn’t seem to hear me.
“First, let’s go to where the maids eat! Even the Riena Mountains wait for no meal!”
‘Even the Riena Mountains wait for no meal?’
Hmm, probably similar to the saying, ‘Even Mount Geumgang waits for no meal.’
Mari firmly grabbed my hand, which had already drifted into unrelated thoughts, and marched off somewhere with confident strides.
At that moment, I had a feeling.
Something was definitely going very, very wrong.
[This is the timeline separator]“Har… No, are you in there?”
Having just returned from his morning sword training, Dietrich headed straight back to his room—unusual for him.
It wasn’t out of worry, exactly, but rather because there was a mysterious spirit of a sword in his room.
About to call out Harpe’s name upon arriving with slightly hurried steps, he paused briefly.
After yesterday’s experience—calling her name and immediately getting sucked into the sword—he’d decided not to say it aloud.
So he’d simply asked if she was there—but received no reply.
‘…This is worrying.’
Although he’d only met Harpe yesterday, he’d instantly recognized she was far from the refined, elegant type typical of imperial ladies.
Instead of grace and poise, she had a wildly unpredictable, impulsive personality.
And now, with no response even after calling, he couldn’t help but worry even more.
Dietrich strode quickly over to the sofa where she’d been sleeping.
“You—why aren’t you answering…”
Then, staring at the empty sofa, he let out a dry, humorless laugh.
He felt utterly foolish for having believed she’d stay quietly in the room.
His white shirt soaked with sweat from training, sleeves rolled up to his elbows, he gritted his teeth in frustration.
He immediately checked the bedside table where the sword had been placed.
Unlike Harpe, the sword hadn’t vanished—it sat there obediently.
“…Harpe? Harpe?”
Just in case, he called her name again—but she didn’t emerge from the sword.
Where on earth had she disappeared to?
After sealing their contract, she’d slipped off somewhere again.
In the end, Dietrich decided he had no choice but to go look for her.
If she were spotted by the Duchess inside the mansion, it would spell disaster.
If clumsy Harpe said something wrong in front of that woman, suspicion would fall on her immediately.
“Never a dull moment, even this early in the morning.”
Suppressing his rising anger, Dietrich roughly ran a hand through his hair.
Then he left the room and began searching for places where Harpe might be.
And thirty minutes later…
Dietrich encountered Harpe in the most unexpected place, wearing the most unexpected outfit.
When yandere male lead believes she loves him — but she never did
“How dare you!”
“How dare you make me love you, only to cast me aside as nothing more than a friend?!?
“I will never accept that.”
“I will never let you return to him.”
“Even if I have to burn myself to ashes.”
“Even if I must shatter my purity, my dignity, my very soul.”
“I will never let you escape me!”
This was the first novel that introduced me to the matriarchal genre. I’ve read it three times already!
At first, the male lead despised the female lead. Later, he misunderstood that she liked him, so he condescendingly and reluctantly reciprocated her feelings.
Then, he suddenly discovered that she was kind to everyone in the same way, and there was already someone she cherished in her heart, and that person was not him.
The male lead couldn’t believe it, he became angry and crazy. He was determined to capture her body and heart by any means necessary.
Synopsis:
Want to see how a green tea bitch male lead falls in love with the female lead?
Want to see how he flirtatiously pursues the female lead?
Want to see how he gets slapped in the face repeatedly?
The male lead is a green tea bitch, a poisonous lotus, jealous, ruthless, unscrupulous, with a venomous heart, and he’s also a delusional maniac.
The female lead is righteous, positive energy-filled, kind, a holy mother.
Let’s see how two people with extreme personalities come together~
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