"Why do you think that?" Liana paused her movements.
"Because I feel that you, Lady Liana, are a little different from the rumors. You don’t seem as unreasonable as they say. It even seems like... you know something. For example, this incident—nothing unexpected happened, even though I used the poison... And also..."
In Loraviel’s hand, a drop of poison appeared—it was the very same poison Liana had used earlier.
"I can feel it... I can use this poison."
"Oh? So you're saying you know me well?"
"You were just lucky. Don't think too highly of yourself," Liana sneered. "But this only proves that my judgment wasn't wrong, doesn’t it? Only the body can measure things perfectly."
"Or... are you the same as me?"
"Do you crave an intense, special kind of touch? That pure, innocent act of yours—is it all just a facade? Are you actually longing for something deep inside?"
"Hmph!"
A chair crashed to the ground. Liana pinned Loraviel against the wall in an instant.
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"Now? Does this match what you heard about me in the rumors?"
"Or... is this what you wanted? Did you deliberately say all that just to make me do this?" Liana’s knee lifted slightly, pressing against Loraviel’s thigh.
Her right hand gripped Loraviel’s lips as she leaned in, her face brushing against the maid’s neck. She took in Loraviel’s scent before sinking her teeth lightly into her skin.
But the next second—Liana found herself effortlessly flipped over and pressed down onto the bed.
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What?! Liana hadn’t expected Loraviel to so easily overpower her.
But thinking about it, Loraviel had always been someone who did a lot of manual labor, and with Olivia’s training over the past weeks, her physical strength naturally surpassed Liana’s.
"You wanted me to do this, didn't you? So why reject me now?"
"After all, Lady Liana is the one lying under me, yet she's still talking like she’s the one on top."
Liana’s words were firm, but her tone was noticeably flustered.
That only confirmed something for Loraviel. She let go of Liana’s hands.
"Are you scared now?" Liana huffed, crossing her arms in frustration.
"Lady Liana, I think the poison may still be affecting me. My body feels a bit off—I’d like to rest for the day tomorrow. Is that alright?" Loraviel bowed, but without waiting for a reply, she turned and left the room.
After she left, Liana sighed, setting the chair upright again. Her heart was beating fast.
Loraviel's body... had a sweet scent.
Maybe Liana herself didn’t realize it, but this was the first and only time she had truly taken the upper hand against Loraviel.
And yet, even then—she had ended up beneath her.
Loraviel leaned against the door of her own room, a complicated smile forming on her lips.
She touched the spot where Liana had just bitten her.
"Another ‘coincidence’?"
There were far too many coincidences, Lady Liana.
She had Olivia train her.
She had guided her toward the exact weapon she excelled at.
Even though she had taken a liking to her, she hadn’t forced herself on her. Just now, she clearly had the chance—yet she had hesitated.
And then there was the poison...
Loraviel stared at the venom in her hand.
She had never known she had this ability. If it weren’t for Lady Liana, she might never have discovered it.
And everything Liana had done before this... It was all leading up to this moment, as if she had been deliberately setting things up so Loraviel could awaken her power.
Even someone as slow as me... would start to have suspicions, Lady Liana.
Loraviel needed to confirm something.
The next morning, Loraviel prepared breakfast for Liana early.
But when she brought it to Liana’s room, she found it empty.
Setting the breakfast on the table, she quietly left Venus Manor.
Her destination was clear—she headed straight to the post office and found the courier.
"Miss Loraviel, you’ve come to write another letter?" the courier asked.
"Miss Courier, I remember there’s a tool in the post office that allows face-to-face communication, right?" Loraviel asked.
"Yes," the courier nodded.
"Price is not an issue. I’d like to use it."
"This isn’t about the price." The courier had already informed the postmaster about Loraviel’s situation.
The post office had agreed to offer her some compensation.
"The problem is, to have a real-time conversation, the other person also needs the corresponding magical device."
The courier looked troubled.
As far as she knew, the small village where Loraviel always sent her letters didn’t have such devices.
"This is still a low-magic world, after all... We’re only in the early stages of developing such things."
So real-time communication wasn’t always possible—magical tools were needed as intermediaries.
"If you want to send a message to that village, I’m afraid they don’t have the necessary magic tools," the courier said.
"Let’s try anyway. Please." If it didn’t work, Loraviel would have no choice but to make the journey herself.
And if Lady Liana really wasn’t a bad person... then what her mother had said might actually be true.
"Alright, follow me, Miss Loraviel," the courier said, leading her into a back room.
On the table sat a crystal orb, quietly resting.
The courier placed her hand over it and slowly infused it with energy.
"Seeking connection... Southeast of Reed Square, approximately 372 kilometers..."
The crystal orb pulsed with a mysterious glow.
Loraviel anxiously watched it.
If this didn’t work, she would have to take a carriage and rush back home...
"It actually exists... Even though the signal is faint, I can still sense it," the courier muttered.
"It can work?"
"I’ll try..." The courier was surprised—the post office in that village shouldn’t have had a station equipped for this.
【Requesting connection...】
Three minutes passed before a faint response came.
【Permission granted.】
"?!"
As the connection was established, the image that appeared in the crystal orb made the courier gasp in shock.
"Royal Knight?!"
The armor the man wore was unmistakable—it belonged to the Royal Knights of Liant's capital.
Why would a Royal Knight be in this remote village?
"Who are you?" The knight looked at them in confusion.
"Reporting to the knight, sir! I am a courier from the Lisad Post Office in Venus Territory, ID number 12138!" The courier quickly introduced herself.
"Do you need assistance?" the Royal Knight asked.
"Sir Knight, you are currently in Gran Village, correct?" Loraviel asked.
"Yes." The knight nodded.
"Have you seen a woman named Anna? She has long, light blue hair, violet eyes. She's rather thin, and she has some... scars on her body..."
"Executor, sir? I think I just heard someone calling my name?"
A familiar voice came through.
And then, the image of the person Loraviel had been worrying about appeared in the crystal orb.
Her mother—Anna Calipot.
She looked much better. The Royal Knights of Lisat’s capital had really sent someone to treat her.
But... Loraviel never passed the entrance exams for the Ibetto Magic Academy.
"Loraviel?" Anna looked at her daughter's image in the crystal orb, surprised.
"And your outfit...?" Loraviel was still wearing her maid uniform.
"I'm really fine, Loraviel, please don’t do anything reckless."
Anna assumed her daughter was engaged in some kind of suspicious work.
"I'm fine, Mother." Loraviel was calm.
"The money you sent me—I saved all of it! You don’t have to push yourself like this!"
Anna hurriedly took out a letter and showed the ten gold coins inside the envelope.
Loraviel's pupils widened.
Her gaze turned to one of shock and disbelief.
"You... when did I send you money?"
"..."
Although Anna had no idea what Loraviel was asking, she still nodded.
The courier paused the communication.
"I have something to ask you," Loraviel said.
The courier immediately understood.
"It’s about the envelope, isn't it?" Loraviel realized.
She ended the transmission.
"Alright."
"Courier, did someone read my letter?"
The courier fell silent.
"This is why you suddenly started offering me discounts, isn’t it?" Loraviel pressed.
"...I’m sorry," the courier lowered her head. "We failed to protect your privacy. If you need compensation, we will do our best to accommodate you."
"The person who saw it... was Lady Liana, wasn’t it?"
"Yes..."
"No one else read it? No one else touched my envelope?" Loraviel's heartbeat quickened.
"That’s correct. Although I hate to use this as an excuse... Lady Liana does have the power to shut down our entire post office, so..."
Loraviel took a deep breath.
So it was her.
Liana left that day... for this?
"I understand. Let’s continue," Loraviel said.
"Alright."
The courier resumed pouring magic into the crystal orb, reconnecting the call.
"When did the capital’s people arrive?" Loraviel asked.
"Shortly after you left..."
"Don’t lie to me. This is really important, Mother."
Loraviel cut her off mid-sentence.
"...About a week ago. I lied to you before, but somehow... what I wished for actually came true," Anna admitted.
A week ago.
That was around the time Princess Mésélieu visited Venus Manor for the banquet.
Liana saw the envelope (even though it hadn’t been sent yet).
Then she must have asked Mésélieu to send the Royal Knights to this small, isolated village.
Before, Loraviel would have believed that the fights between Liana and the princess were real.
But now?
After seeing so many "coincidences" involving Lady Liana...
That argument wasn’t an accident, either, was it?
And Anna’s next words confirmed it completely.
"The people from the capital have been very kind to us. They’ve helped us with a lot of things, especially a few days ago, when two people came to the village."
"When they tried to do something, the Executor stopped them."
"Who were they? Mother, do you know them?" Loraviel asked.
Anna shook her head.
"It was Cheryl and her maid," the Executor answered from the side.
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"Cheryl? Then the other one must have been Jeanrito."
"So the moment they planned to target my family...
Liana already had a knife at their throats.
That’s why they wanted revenge on me.
And Liana knew this—so she sent people to protect my family?"
Right now, Loraviel’s heart was telling her mind something very clearly—
She didn’t need to doubt Lady Liana anymore.
"You know them?" Anna asked. "And... what's with your outfit, Loraviel?"
Loraviel took a deep breath.
"I’m fine. I’m really fine," she said. "Mother, I feel... happy."
The courier and the Executor, who didn’t understand what was going on, thought Loraviel had gone insane.
But her mother—her mother simply nodded.
She saw it.
The smile on Loraviel’s face.
"Mother, the three extra gold coins in that letter... can you keep them safe for me? Along with the letter itself?"
"Of course."
Three extra coins.
Yes—those three extra coins.
To Loraviel, they were important.
The transmission ended.
Loraviel turned to the courier.
"Pen and paper."
She understood now.
Everything Liana had done—every unnecessary move she made—it was all to keep herself hidden.
She was concealing something.
And Loraviel couldn't just recklessly expose her.
She lifted the pen.
There were so many things she wanted to say to her mother.
But when she tried to write them down, she couldn't find the words.
【I am Lady Liana's maid, Loraviel Calipot.】 —Torn up.
【Lady Liana is actually very kind. She’s not as bad as the rumors say...】 —Torn up.
【Lady Liana has helped me a lot, both in my daily life and in magic...】 —Torn up.
【Lady Liana is an incredible person. She knows things no one else does...】 —Torn up.
【Lady Liana... is cute.】
Loraviel sealed the letter and handed it to the courier.
"This time... no one will read my letter, right?"
"I’m sorry, Miss Loraviel. It won’t happen again."
At the same time, Loraviel tore apart something else—
The Maid Handbook.
She didn’t need it anymore.
Instead, she took out a brand new notebook.
She wrote on the cover:
"The Observation Diary of Lady Liana."
Entry #1: Lady Liana is the cutest person in the world.
She would take her time—slowly, proudly getting to know Lady Liana.
And by the time she filled this notebook completely...
If only she had realized it sooner.
Then last night...