I Became The Sword Of The Sword-Obsessed Male Lead (18 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 7
“This is where the maids eat. It’s a bit cramped, but everyone finishes quickly and leaves, so seats free up fast.”
After slipping out through the back gate of the Delgado estate and walking for about five minutes, I spotted a small brick building.
The Delgado estate was so vast that even the maids had their own separate lodging.
Mari grabbed my hand and pulled me straight into the building, then immediately dragged me to the dining room at the end of the first-floor corridor.
She pointed with her chin toward the maids eating and whispered,
“Let’s go eat quickly too. The food might not suit your taste, though.”
On the long table near the window of the dining room were plates filled with food.
Mari picked up a tray from the table beside the dining table and handed it to me.
“Just pick whatever food you’d like and put it on the tray.”
‘Ah, this is no good.’
I needed to reveal right now that I wasn’t actually a maid.
But even if I claimed I wasn’t one, I doubted anyone would believe me.
‘If I say I’m from a distant branch of Dietrich’s family, they’ll think I’m crazy.’
Mari seemed absolutely convinced that I was a maid already.
“What’s wrong, Heidi? Are you feeling awkward? Should I serve you?”
I really should say something….
But my thoughts were brief.
Overwhelmed by Mari’s kindness—or perhaps just too hungry—I simply took the tray.
…To be honest, it wasn’t so much moved as desperately famished; my only thought was to eat first.
I was so hungry that my head spun and I felt dizzy.
Ultimately, I couldn’t resist my hunger and approached the dining table.
And I couldn’t help but widen my eyes in astonishment.
The food laid out on the table was of far higher quality than I’d expected.
I’d assumed the maids’ meals wouldn’t be particularly tasty, but this was completely contrary to my expectations.
Though there was no expensive meat, everything else formed a perfectly balanced meal.
Meatballs marinated in tomato sauce, a salad topped with peanut sauce, and vegetable soup—
My mouth began to water as I stared blankly at the dishes. Seeing my silence, Mari must have thought I was disappointed and quietly comforted me.
“Still, compared to other noble households, the food here is quite good. Even the bread isn’t rye—it’s white bread.”
Mari picked up a piece of white bread and placed it on my tray.
Then, pointing to the salad and meatballs, she explained,
“These salad greens are grown in fields nearby. The meatballs are quite tasty too.”
Without saying a word, I scooped a generous portion of salad onto my tray with the serving tongs.
Then I piled on plenty of meatballs drenched in tomato sauce.
Seeing this, Mari beamed with delight.
“You like the food!”
“Yes! They give this delicious food to the maids?”
“Good! It’d be hard to work if you didn’t like the food. Eat as much as you want!”
Seriously, how could anyone not like such perfectly prepared meals!
I even ladled out a hearty portion of soup, sat down at an empty seat, and began eating.
Although it wasn’t the Korean food I’d been craving, having gone so long without eating, this meal felt tearfully satisfying.
After patting my full stomach, I stepped out of the maids’ dining hall, and the world had never looked so beautiful—
That is, until Mari returned with my maid uniform.
“Heidi! Over here! I asked the Head Maid, and she gave it to me right away. Hurry up and put it on.”
“…Uh, Mari, actually—”
“It’s not new, but it’s been washed clean, so don’t worry. It’s definitely better than what you’re wearing now.”
Unintentionally bluntness delivered, Mari gently pushed my back, urging me to change quickly.
Unable to resist Mari’s insistence, I entered the room and, before I knew it, found myself fully dressed in the maid uniform.
And from then on, my mind went completely blank.
It didn’t matter anymore how or where things had gone wrong.
I simply followed orders, rushing about nonstop without a moment’s rest.
“Hey! Wipe down the top of this display cabinet!”
“Once that’s done, come with me. The laundry’s backed up.”
“Have you swept the reception room floor yet? The young master said he might be bringing guests, so clean it quickly!”
As soon as one task ended, another appeared, and then yet another followed.
“…Save me.”
But no one paid any attention to my plea.
Understandably—the countless maids and servants were tirelessly dashing around to clean this enormous estate.
“Did you mop this spot?”
“Yes! Then I’ll be off now….”
“Where are you going? Hurry up and bring the duster!”
Oh no. This is bad.
There was no way to escape!
While I’d been waiting for a chance to slip away, someone told me to tidy up the reception room alone—perfect! I quickly headed there by myself.
Working under the Head Maid’s watchful eye had been stressful and exhausting.
My momentary joy at finally being alone vanished instantly—the reception room was enormous.
‘They expect me to clean all this by myself?’
Left alone, I grumbled while vigorously scrubbing the reception room floor with my rag.
“To make me labor like this just for one meal—what cruel people.”
“Who’s cruel?”
“Ah!”
My surprise lasted only a moment before I looked up at a woman fanning herself and smiling gently.
She must have entered without a sound—I hadn’t noticed her at all.
At a glance, she was clearly a stunning beauty.
Her golden hair shimmered like molten sunlight, and her exquisite features below captivated my gaze.
She wore an elaborately patterned dress, but her radiant beauty overshadowed even that.
‘Ah, it’s the Duchess.’
Recognizing her wasn’t difficult.
Within the Delgado estate, there was only one woman this noble and elegant.
“You surely don’t mean to say I’m cruel, do you?”
“Oh—no! Not at all!”
Fearing she might misunderstand, I sprang to my feet and frantically waved the rag in my hand.
Unfortunately, I hadn’t wrung it out properly, and dirty water splashed onto the hem of the Duchess’s dress.
Oh no. Trouble.
Trembling, I clasped my hands together and bowed my head deeply.
Though my personal motto was “Do what you want!”, I knew I had to tread carefully now.
I was well aware of how ruthless the Duchess was in the original story.
She was a cold woman who wore kindness like a mask—
Someone who’d calmly offer poison with a smile to anyone who defied her.
“I’m so sorry—it was my mistake…”
“It’s all right. These things happen. Lift your head.”
As expected, she was faithfully playing her role as the kind Duchess of Delgado,
choosing not to punish the maid who’d made a mistake.
Yet her command to raise my head without punishment actually troubled me more.
My face mustn’t be seen.
If I hoped to later claim I was a distant relative of Dietrich’s, I absolutely couldn’t be seen in a maid’s uniform.
Seeing me stubbornly keep my head down, she took an impatient step closer.
“Lift your head. There’s no need to apologize so deeply. I’m merely curious—just who made you work so hard like this? May I ask?”
“Well…”
“What’s wrong? Is something bothering you?”
The Duchess placed her hand on my shoulder and finally caught my eye.
Meeting her crimson eyes—deep red like blood—I broke out in goosebumps.
Her intense gaze seemed to scrutinize me thoroughly,
yet her smile remained unnervingly pure and sweet.
“You’re a new face. How have I never seen you until now?”
“M-maybe because I’m a new hire.”
“A new hire… So that’s why you didn’t immediately obey me.”
She asked me gently,
“What’s your name?”
“Heidi.”
“I see, Heidi. I like innocent, kind-hearted girls like you. So I can overlook a small mistake or two. But listen.”
I felt her grip on my shoulder tighten slightly.
Her long, sharp nails pressed through the fabric of my maid dress.
I had to grit my teeth against the pain—I couldn’t possibly complain to the Duchess.
“Failing to answer my questions isn’t a mistake—it’s something else entirely. Please remember that.”
“…”
“Answer me.”
“I don’t answer because there’s no need to.”
At the sound of a low voice, my shoulder was yanked backward.
“…Dietrich. What’s going on here?”
I didn’t need to look to know whose large hand was gripping my shoulder.
I deliberately turned my head aside, ignoring his sharp gaze.
His expression screamed that he had plenty to say, but given the circumstances, he seemed to be holding back.
“I had business here.”
“Oh? Then finish what you came for. This maid still has something to discuss with me.”
“I doubt she does.”
“…I don’t understand why you’re interfering.”
Caught in their tense standoff, I gripped my rag tightly and focused on their exchange.
The Duchess snapped her fan shut with a sharp *tak* and pointed it toward me.
“This maid acts as if she has some connection to you.”
“If I’m stepping in, it’s precisely because we do have a connection.”
At this, the Duchess’s eyes widened in genuine surprise.
She quietly studied me—my disheveled appearance, my unkempt hair—then suddenly let out a soft, amused laugh.
She must have found something genuinely funny.
“You look kind, but your appearance is so shabby and unkempt—you can’t possibly be his lover. Mind telling this mother exactly what your relationship is?”
Obviously, she’d already decided I couldn’t be Dietrich’s secret lover.
But was that really so hilarious?
What an insufferable woman!
I shot her a covert glare, but she didn’t notice at all.
Her gaze remained fixed solely on Dietrich, her eyes sparkling as if eagerly awaiting her beloved son’s reply.
“You surely don’t have a taste for commoners, do you?”
At her blatantly rude remark, Dietrich—who hadn’t flinched before—now gave a twisted smile.
“Why not? Maybe it’s genetic—the inability to keep my wits around common girls?”
“…Oh, my.”
Dietrich’s eloquence in refusing to yield, even to death, was masterful.
He’d just elegantly implied, ‘Our father married a commoner like you, didn’t he?’
But the Duchess was no pushover either.
Pretending it hadn’t fazed her at all, she curved her round eyes into crescent moons, smiled sweetly, and unfolded her fan again to cover her lips.
She clearly didn’t want to make any more ridiculous scenes in front of a mere maid.
“It’s nearly time for Julian to arrive. I should go. See you next time.”
“…Please go ahead.”
After confirming the Duchess had swiftly turned and left the reception room, I felt so relieved I nearly clapped.
I deliberately ignored his sharp, piercing glare.
But apparently, even that had its limits now.
“Feeling like applauding, are we?”
“…”
Turning to meet Dietrich’s sea-green eyes, I realized I’d just reached the crisis of my life.
My Arch-enemy Sealed My Memory and Said That He is My Husband
This is an incredibly captivating story that you absolutely shouldn’t miss! I’ll give a brief introduction here, and below you’ll find a detailed synopsis of the plot.
The female lead is a fierce and powerful demon king. The male lead is a once-in-a-millennium celestial lord, admired by the entire cultivation world.
They are equally matched, legendary rivals who have battled for centuries.
In the final duel, the female lead is gravely injured. The male lead saves her, seals her memories, and hides her true identity. He tells her that he is her fiancé. His entire life has been flawless—except for the one thing he never expected, never controlled, and never wanted to control: falling for his greatest enemy. She is his inner demon, his obsession.
When the female lead regains her memories, she is furious at his deception.
She makes his life a living hell.
And somehow, the male lead—possibly a total masochist—doesn’t mind at all. In fact, he’s happy she’s paying attention to him.
Yep, we’re back to my favorite trope: male lead suffering. If you love this kind of story, jump into the pit with me now!!!
Intro
Dong Xia lost her memory.
Her handsome and extremely powerful fiancé Li Qing comforted her: “It’s okay if you can’t remember. I’ll always be with you.”
Everyone thought Dong Xia’s ancestors must have burned incense to get such a perfect fiancé. He was the number one person in the immortal realm, yet he remained chaste and only loved her.
…
The day before marrying her fiancé, Dong Xia finally remembered everything.
She wasn’t suffering from memory loss at all.
Her arch-enemy had made her fake her death, destroyed her cultivation, replaced her memories, and pretended to be her deeply in love fiancé.
No wonder he said, “It’s okay if you can’t remember”!
Dong Xia laughed coldly as she pulled out her long knife: Li Qing, prepare to die 🙂
*
Li Qing, as the supreme being of the immortal realm, was the people’s shining beacon.
The only unknown stain in his life was his affection for Dong Xia, the ruler of the demon realm.
In the final battle of the war between immortals and demons, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered. The ruler of the demon realm was finally slain under the sword of the supreme being of the immortal realm, and everyone in the immortal realm applauded.
The cultivation world lost a ruler of the demon realm.
And in the back mountain of Li Qing’s cave dwelling, he secretly hid away a fiancée.
Notes:
1. The female lead is white on the outside, black on the inside, and the queen of flattery; the male lead repeatedly tests the edge of darkness, a VIP guest at the crematorium.
2. Fantasy cultivation world setting.
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