The Maid Hates Childcare - Chapter 67
A white carriage encircled with gold threads cut through the misty forest.
A high-ranking knight on a giant white horse. High-level priests.
The magnificent waves of Shaina were all escorting just one saint.
It was the arrival of an uninvited guest, forcing a visit to the duke’s residence.
‘She really came.’
Although I had received the letter, seeing her in person was even more surprising.
Moments later, the carriage that entered through the main gate opened silently.
The first to emerge was High Priest Perveroff.
Perhaps harboring ill will due to the recent ledger incident, his gaze towards us was not pleasant.
Composing his expression, he extended his hand towards the carriage.
“Saint, please allow me to escort you.”
“Yes.”
It was a clear voice tinged with verdant echoes.
Soon, a fair and delicate hand emerged from the carriage, accepting the escort.
The figure that appeared was a beautiful woman with silver hair like the Milky Way.
‘It’s really Elceous.’
Blue eyes dominating a small face. A petite nose and lips exactly as described for the female protagonist in the book.
Elceous, now standing on the duke’s grounds, slowly blinked her eyes.
She looked around as if searching for someone, then fixed her gaze on Kashar.
“Lord Kashar!”
‘Lord Kashar?’
Do people usually address someone they’ve just met by name?
Not content with that, Elceous ran over, trying to throw herself into Kashar’s arms.
“Saint! You must observe proper etiquette.”
Surprised, Perveroff hurriedly tried to restrain Elceous.
Elceous immediately scrunched up her face and violently pushed away Perveroff’s hand.
“Oh my, what does it matter?”
The surroundings fell silent at her tone implying ‘What are you going to do about it, I’m the saint.’
‘Well, her personality… seems quite different from what I saw in the original work.’
The original Elceous was shy, considerate of everyone, and had a gentle personality.
But the woman before me seemed closer to a prickly noble young lady.
Having pushed Perveroff away, Elceous smiled brightly at Kashar as if nothing had happened.
“I’m Elceous. Please call me Elcy.”
Whether her face was done or what.
It was a lovely smile that made one forget her ill-mannered behavior from just moments ago.
But it didn’t work on Kashar.
“To casually call the duke by name. Are you boasting about being from the slums?”
At the cold mockery, the faces of the temple people hardened.
The atmosphere became depressed, but Elceous alone remained steadfast.
“Why do you say such things? You’ll feel uneasy without me from now on.”
As Elceous smiled with curved eyes, allure replaced loveliness.
She lifted her red-painted lips confidently.
“Because I’ll make it so.”
Elceous’s attitude was strange for a saint.
She tilted her pretty face and asked as if genuinely curious.
“Strange. Don’t you want to embrace me?”
“Saint, you must refrain from such words.”
Perveroff intervened once again, but Elceous was adamant.
“High Priest, be quiet. How dare you interrupt when the saint is speaking?”
At her words, Perveroff’s expression crumpled for a moment.
Elceous paid no heed and reached out to Kashar.
“You’re actually shy, aren’t you?”
Just before her delicate hand could touch his collar, Kashar violently slapped it away.
“Ah! It hurts!”
“Saint!”
Startled priests rushed over to examine Elceous’s hand.
I too was surprised by Kashar’s attitude towards Elceous.
‘He’s not wavering at all.’
He had completely blown away any anxiety the black rabbit might have given him.
On the other hand, I was also worried.
‘Then who’s going to break Kashar’s curse!’
Although I was acting as a sedative, it was still troublesome since all hell would break loose if I left for just 30 minutes.
‘Besides, if I don’t grant Denoir’s request, it’s self-destruction.’
At this rate, I seemed destined to be separated from Kashar for life.
While I was pondering various concerns, the priests gathered around Elceous were causing all sorts of commotion.
“Saint, are you alright?!”
“Can’t you see? It hurts terribly!”
“I’ll heal you right away.”
They clutched Elceous’s reddened and swollen hand, looking distraught.
But such injuries disappeared under the priests’ holy power.
As soon as her hand was healed, Perveroff’s protest followed.
“What are you doing, Duke Bladis!”
However, in front of the enraged High Priest, Kashar merely sneered.
“This isn’t some street whore.”
Kashar took out a handkerchief and wiped his hand.
The handkerchief, used just once, was thrown to the ground, fluttering as it fell.
“Is this how the temple teaches to cheaply seduce men? If not, what kind of woman were you before becoming a saint?”
Speaking as if the temple had failed to teach manners, Perveroff’s face immediately hardened.
No one knew who would become the saint before they were chosen.
If a commoner became the saint, the temple would teach her etiquette and manners before presenting her to the outside world.
Kashar’s words meant that either the saint’s rudeness was the temple’s fault or her birth was terrible.
But Elceous seemed completely unaware of this atmosphere.
“Oh my, no matter how pretty I am, please refrain from such words!”
She giggled as if being called a whore was a compliment.
“Saint… please.”
Now even the temple side was embarrassed.
Elceous paid no attention to this and turned her gaze.
She looked me up and down and let out a scornful laugh.
“Don’t tell me, are you Lord Kashar’s fiancée?”
Elceous muttered to herself as if dumbfounded, before I could even answer.
“I heard she was a nanny before. Just taking care of kids.”
At this point, I was the one who was bewildered.
‘Was she chosen too early and gone a bit mad?’
Elceous showed no signs of refined character or innate elegance.
I opened my mouth to correct her words, but this too was completely ignored.
“It’s not kids, it’s the prince.”
“Anyway, isn’t it all the same? A job wiping noses covered in snot. Ugh, I hate even imagining it. I absolutely detest children. Ah, of course I’ll treat the children I bear well, so don’t worry, Duke!”
Elceous shook her hands as if the very thought was disgusting, then smiled brightly.
‘This woman healed the hearts of the twins?’
It would be better to believe the original Eileen had come back to life.
As I was too stunned to speak, she went even further.
“Well, you’re just engaged for now. Can’t it be broken off anytime?”
Elceous cutely put her hands behind her back and leaned her head towards me.
Drawing closer to me, she whispered just loud enough for me to hear.
“Kashar will come to love me. He has no choice.”
Elceous’s expression, seen up close, had turned cold.
Before she could move away from me, Kashar pulled me into his arms.
“The more I hear, the more insane it sounds.”
His voice was tinged with irritation.
“I accepted a saint, not a woman who’s lost her mind. Get out of my castle immediately.”
The surroundings sank into a chill.
This was a situation that could easily lead to a major conflict with the temple.
‘What’s going on here?’
I had been worried about Kashar possibly falling for Elceous.
But Elceous’s personality and this explosive situation were completely unexpected.
Taking advantage of the continuing silence, a sigh was heard from somewhere.
“Well, I understand Lord Kashar’s reaction since we’ve just met for the first time.”
It was Elceous’s.
“I guess I’ll have to show you directly for you to believe.”
She smiled as if understanding everything and clasped her hands together.
Soon, a white light pooled in Elceous’s hands.
It was holy power.
The holier and brighter the power, the stronger it is. Elceous’s holy power was so bright it hurt the eyes.
She was indeed the saint.
That level of power seemed capable of reviving even those on the brink of death.
Elceous approached Kashar, holding the gathered holy power.
“I can break your curse.”
“What?”
At Elceous mentioning the curse, one of Kashar’s eyebrows rose.
I was equally surprised.
‘How does she know Kashar’s madness is a curse?’
In the original work, Elceous broke Kashar’s curse, but it was an unconscious act.
‘The curse was broken as soon as Elceous realized her power as a saint.’
It happened while she was taking care of Kashar.
I don’t know how she knew, but it was clearly a good thing.
But why did I feel so uneasy?
‘If the curse is broken, will Kashar fall for Elceous?’
These thoughts were all because of that damned black rabbit’s nonsense.
“Move asi…”
Before Kashar could finish speaking.
“Go forth, yap!”
Elceous pushed the holy power towards Kashar as if throwing a basketball.
The sphere of power melted into Kashar’s body.
However, nothing happened.
‘Shouldn’t a red light burst out as the curse disappears?’
When the curse is broken, the covenant also disappears.
The covenant drawn on Kashar’s back should sink to the ground, form a large circle, and then evaporate.
“Huh? This can’t be right?”
Elceous seemed equally confused.
When there was no change no matter how long she waited, Elceous began making unreasonable demands.
“Lord Kashar, please show me your back!”
“Back?”
“Yes. There’s a pattern drawn on your back, right?”
When Kashar responded, Elceous’s eyes sparkled.
In contrast, his gaze was freezing over.
“How do you know about that?”
At the collective silence, even Elceous stiffened.
“Ah, that’s… right, the goddess told me!”
Elceous laughed awkwardly.
Kashar, as if he couldn’t stand to watch anymore, ordered Perveroff.
“If you want to take her back alive, remove this thing immediately.”
“No! It’s because I haven’t been a saint for long. Time will solve this problem!”
Elceous was still being stubborn.
Thinking this couldn’t go on, Perveroff pushed his body between the two.
“Saint, it would be best if you return now. Let’s give the first blessing to someone else.”
“No! Michael isn’t here, and the duke is here, so who else should I bless?!”
The argument between Perveroff and Elceous continued.
I found myself mulling over her words.
‘Why is Michael being mentioned here?’
It was very strange that she knew about the curse and suddenly mentioned Michael.
As if she knew the original work.
“No! Let go! I’m not leaving!”
Meanwhile, Perveroff and another priest were forcibly pushing Elceous into the carriage.
The carriage door was locked from the outside.
“Open this!”
Bang, bang-!
Elceous continued kicking the door, seemingly unable to quell her anger.
Perveroff rubbed his face wearily. Yet he didn’t forget to glare at Kashar.
“You’ll regret rejecting the goddess’s blessing.”
Then the carriage moved.
The knights and high-ranking priests were also moving away from the duke’s castle.
‘How can there be such a development?’
The departing group felt almost like a mirage.
“What a waste of time.”
Kashar muttered irritably as he embraced me.
He took a deep breath against my neck as if trying to calm down.
‘What’s going to happen now?’
I met the female protagonist, but Kashar’s curse wasn’t broken.
That meant the confinement would continue in the future.
Male lead is a Divorced Husband
She said to him: “Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change it!”
Liu Changning transmigrated into a female cannon fodder character in a female-dominant novel.
After reading the first half of the novel’s plot, the first thing she did upon transmigration was to divorce the Pan Jinlian-style male protagonist she had just married.
She indulged herself, pretending to be ugly and poor.
But as time passed, the way that man looked at her became more and more unusual…
Liu Changning was dumbfounded: Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change!
――
This lifetime, Pei Yuanshao was rejected by the same woman twice!
The first time, she drove him away. Forced by the situation, he endured the waves of anger in his heart, yielding and humbling himself.
That person lay slanted on a rocking chair, her sallow face emotionless: “If you don’t want a divorce, go cook!”
Pei Yuanshao’s face was dark and gloomy: “You!”
The second time, after the crisis in Jinling City was resolved, the new emperor sent someone to pick him up. He turned around, stammering: “I… I have to go. If you keep me…”
That person lay on the kang bed, her back to him, as if she had long anticipated this day, crisp and clear: “Goodbye!”
Pei Yuanshao was so angry his fingers trembled: “You… you!”
The mission of family and country made him restrain himself, averting his eyes and turning to leave this broken household.
Two years later, they met again. Seeing her ethereal face, his body shook like a sieve.
“She was originally a ‘she’!”
At the Qionglin Banquet, the top scholar of the imperial examination, a talented person with exceptional speech and conduct, all the unmarried young gentlemen from aristocratic families looked at her with shy and timid eyes.
The peerless imperial official Pei Yuanshao felt the anger in his heart erupt. He pointed at the woman surrounded by the crowd at the Qionglin Banquet, his thin lips slightly curled: “Little sister, I wants that person to be the wife-master of my Mingde Prince Manor.”
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