I had to confirm if Laches was truly the one who killed me and would kill me in the future.
My goal was to work close by and naturally read his memories when an opportunity arose to confirm it.
“I heard you needed staff.”
“We do need staff. But not so desperately as to hire just anyone.”
Laches didn’t even bother to properly read the letter of introduction I handed him. His tone was arrogant and self-centered, showing no respect for the other party.
His long legs were carelessly crossed, and his inscrutable, dark eyes looked down on me with an air of superiority.
“Why exactly do you want to work here?”
“Do I need to explain my reasons?”
“With a letter of introduction, you could have chosen an easier place than the North.”
“I have my personal reasons.”
“I need to know those personal reasons to decide whether to hire you or not.”
Laches scoffed with a mocking tone. At a glance, he seemed like a thug in noble’s clothing, but he was not to be underestimated.
“Escaped to the North?”
“Escaped? From whom, and why?”
“I have someone following me. I came to the North to escape.”
I wondered how Laches would react if he were the murderer who killed me, but he showed no particular response.
“The North is my last option within the Empire where I can escape without crossing the border.”
“That pursuer must be quite malicious, forcing you to flee all the way to the North.”
Did he know something?
“It seems plausible that someone would run if they were being followed. Right?”
Laches responded nonchalantly, his expression devoid of any amusement despite his light words.
“Did you come here because the brewery had a vacancy?”
“Yes.”
“Brewery work is tough. Do you think you can handle it with those arms?”
Laches’ cold gaze landed on my thin wrists, weakened from reducing my food intake to appear sickly before my supposed death.
“The human bone doesn’t break easily.”
“Ordinary strength won’t be enough.”
“Wouldn’t anyone who comes to the North with just ordinary resolve find it tough?”
If only I could grab his hand and read his memories, there’d be no need for this conversation.
I stared silently at his thick hands tapping his thighs.
Ice wine produced in the North.
The production period is short, so they especially hire temporary staff during this time. I thought it would be easy with a letter of introduction, but it seemed I had been too optimistic.
‘Maybe I need to find another way.’
I just needed this man’s memories, not a place to hide. If I attack recklessly, I have no chance against him.
‘Perhaps I should try to grab him pretending it’s a mistake.’
As I was about to reach out towards him unintentionally,
“Alright, fine.”
Laches lightly agreed, picked up the letter of introduction I had placed down, stood up, and pulled a bell cord.
Watching his retreating back, I withdrew my hand.
“Does this mean I’m hired?”
“Why? Don’t you like it?”
His mouth was smiling, but those eyes, seemingly insane, were scary and uncomfortable to face.
Instead of replying, I subtly turned my head. Shortly after, a butler entered the room.
“You called, Duke?”
“I’ve chosen a new staff member. Take her.”
The butler entered to take me away.
Laches arrogantly pointed at me, sitting on the sofa. His attitude lacked any respect towards me.
It was expected. He was the ruler of this Violentus castle, and I was just a maid. This would be our relationship during my stay here.
“Tell the housekeeper to show her where to work and stay.”
“Isn’t an interview with the housekeeper necessary?”
“No need. I’ve picked her myself.”
It seemed that normally, passing the housekeeper’s interview was part of the employment process.
Was it because of the letter of introduction? Or was there really an urgent need for staff? Or was it just this man’s whim?
Laches easily skipped that procedure. In this castle, nobody could stand against this man’s capriciousness.
“It looks like she lacks the strength for the brewery, Duke.”
“I know. That’s why I’m not assigning her there.”
The butler asked in confusion, and I was also surprised, raising my head.
“There was a staff member who wanted to work in the brewery because it pays well, right?”
“Yes, but…”
“We haven’t been able to transfer them due to staff shortage, right? Ask if they still want to go, and if so, let them. Check if anyone else wants a job change while you’re at it.”
“Yes, Duke.”
“Make sure there’s no disruption in work due to the new staff arrangement. No need for me to be involved in where to reassign, right?”
“Understood.”
“Both of you can leave now.”
Following Laches’ stern order, the butler couldn’t object and bowed.
I thought working here would be difficult when he almost dismissed me, but it seems I passed.
“Follow me.”
The butler gestured to me. I got up, bowed to Laches, and left the room.
“Hmm.”
Once we left, Laches re-examined the letter of introduction.
Lightly brushing the name ‘Niriel’ written on it, Laches pondered, ‘Niriel family.’
Male lead reborn without memories — but he still falls for her.
The person he finds displeasing in this life turns out to be his cherished wife-master in previous life…
Xie Zhi and Fang Xianxing who had known each other for less than three days through a blind date sat in the same car in front of the civil affairs bureau. They had a disagreement and failed to get married.
Xie Zhi immediately took out his phone, slid through his contacts, and randomly selected the next marriage candidate.
The woman snatched his phone and hung up. Looking at his phone wallpaper, she awkwardly changed the subject: “An ancient painting, eh? It looks pretty good, it’s just that the person in the painting looks a bit like me.”
When he heard this, he sarcastically mocked her for being so delusional, completely unaware that, the person in front of him was the reincarnation of Wen Ru, the famous prime minister of Yuan Shun whom he most admired…
The female CEO who doesn’t want to get married with a divorce agreement in hand × The male archaeological researcher who will only get married if he’s sure he can get divorced
