Chapter 253: Vacation Again (5)

    While carefully collecting scattered fruit pieces around me, I had one certainty. The reason my father met my mother was undoubtedly based on her formidable strength.

    Even for an ordinary adult, let alone a trained adult man, crushing fruit barehanded is extremely difficult. Again, I emphasize, not cutting but crushing.

    Its challenging for even the most skilled experts to make fruit burst out as if it were crushed by some press. Is it possible in a fantasy world? From what Ive heard, my mother has never engaged in any training. According to my father, she was a simple country girl.

    The hypothesis that my mother was influenced while sharing affection with my father seems the most plausible, but I didnt bother to inquire. The most urgent matter was the 20th volume of Xenons Biography.

    If I release the 20th volume without modifying the story, that fruit could become an allegory for my future. However, I cant change the story like that. In the 20th volume, Jin is pierced through the chest by Beelzebub, but he doesnt completely die. It serves as a foundation for the very common awakening cliche.

    Why? Its a story where another presence within awakens in a moment of crisis and saves the protagonist. Especially since Jin is a hybrid of human and demon, different from other demons, I scattered hints throughout the Xenons Biography. So, Jin wont die right away.

    Although whether I can survive until the 21st volume is questionable. If my mother decides to target me, taking a brief refuge might not be a bad choice.

    What are you thinking about?

    Suddenly, my mother, who had washed her hands and sat back down, asked me a question. While gazing at the fruit pieces I had carefully gathered, I quietly opened my mouth.

    I almost spilled the contents of the 20th volume that were in my mind, but I managed to suppress it.

    I didnt know you were this strong, Mom. How can you burst fruit with just one hand?

    Its just the basics.

    If thats basic, Im in big trouble.

    My not-so-serious joke made my mother cover her mouth with her hand and smile gracefully.

    Im just kidding. Where I lived, there werent many people, so everyone helped with all kinds of work, regardless of gender. I had to do everything from milking cows to carrying hunted animals. Oh, I even moved a bear once.

    Didnt you like writing when you were young?

    Thats separate from work.

    Although she said that, talent doesnt change. Some people work hard until they die, and their strength remains the same, since simply doing manual labor doesnt increase strength.

    Perhaps Nicoles innate strength was not inherited from my Father.

    I, too, underwent a belated transformation. Despite receiving only basic knight training, my stamina was exceptional.

    Knock knock

    Its Adelia. May I come in?

    Around the time when I was dwelling on mothers past and talents, Adelia knocked on the door. It seemed like she had freshened herself up and changed into clean clothes.

    When mother permitted her to enter, Adelia, dressed casually, revealed herself. Despite changing clothes, she still wore a shirt and leather pants. It seemed she hadnt given much thought to what to wear, probably because she didnt expect to meet my mother.

    Come in. Sit next to Isaac.

    Yes. Understood.

    Adelia moved in accordance with mothers instructions. I observed her expression as she approached. Her face seemed slightly tense, probably anticipating what the conversation might entail. It was evident from her tightly sealed lips.

    I had provided enough explanation to mother, and Adelia had spoken as well, but it was inevitable for her to feel nervous. Even though she claimed to be satisfied just by watching from a distance, mothers perspective might differ. Especially for Adelia, the biggest obstacle was none other than her status.

    I feared that revealing Adelias true identity would lead to trouble. Sometimes, its better not to know, and I did it to avoid burdening Adelia. I was the author of Xenons Biography.

    And Adelia loved me not because she loved Xenon, but because she held feelings for a person named Isaac.

    Tick tock

    Ive heard the story. You want to become Isaacs concubine and his exclusive maid at the same time?

    When Adelia sat down next to me, my mother calmly began slicing fruit and went straight to the point. Adelia, though momentarily taken aback by the question, nodded heavily and answered.

    Yes.

    Have you also received permission from Marie and Princess Cecily?

    Yes.

    Alright. Then, take good care of our Isaac.

    Yes. About that um, yes?

    Adelia replied confused, not expecting such an easy pass. She had no choice but to inquire. Mother easily accepted it, making the tense atmosphere feel foolishly unnecessary.

    So, if I dont want her to feel burdened

    Theres no choice but to make it official.

    I must stamp the proof of my ownership on it. If that happens, Adelia should be able to relieve some of the burden little by little.

    Of course, it wont be possible right away. Theres also the issue of the exhibition, and during the vacation, Marie and Cecily will be teaming up, leaving little room for Adelia to intervene.

    If one of them were to yield, it might work. However, their greed for me is so overwhelming that its not an easy task. Even if I want to persuade them, it seems difficult even to come up with something to say.

    While I was silently contemplating useless thoughts, my mother spoke to Adelia.

    Then its better to start taking maid lessons from today. Youll need to schedule knight training too. And plan your working hours.

    Huuh. Um, isnt a personal maid supposed to be by ones side from morning to night?

    Huh? What are you talking about? Even for a personal maid, there are strict working hours. Usually starts from 7 in the morning until dinner time. There are also breaks for personal meals, so it wont be too difficult.

    But, but in the books, it says they work through the night

    At Adelias bombshell statement, my mother blinked her eyes a couple of times, then tilted her head with an expression of confusion, wondering where she got such knowledge.

    Adelia, too, shifted her gaze towards me, perhaps sensing something strange from the reaction. Why are you looking at me? You self-taught from the book you received from Marie, right? Despite my feelings, Adelia spoke quietly with a skeptical tone.

    Oh, no? In the book, it said to take the night shift to relieve the owners fatigue. The owner should be very satisfied

    Hmm Isaac.

    Mother, exhaling a sigh filled with complex feelings, called me. In response, I awkwardly smiled and replied.

    Yes, Mother.

    Wait outside until I call you again.

    Following Mothers instructions, I silently got up from my seat and went outside. It seemed like the intention was to instill common sense and manners in Adelia.

    During this time, Adelia looked increasingly uncomfortable, as if wondering if she had done something wrong. She resembled a golden retriever on the verge of being scolded by its owner. Still, I ignored it because it was necessary.

    After a while outside, Mother instructed me to come back inside. Upon entering, I immediately checked Adelias condition.

    Adelia noona, are you okay?

    Not really, huh. Adelia, with both hands buried in her face and her head bowed deeply, caught my eye.

    Along with that, her ears were flushed red. I dont need to see her face to know how it looks.

    Even though it was incorrect knowledge, she even said she would listen to my night requests, so the embarrassment must be overwhelming. Shes someone with a refreshing personality, but in moments like this, she subtly shows a clumsy side, adding a charming twist.

    By the way, why did Marie recommend that book to you?

    Probably because of Maries personality, she wanted to tease Adelia noona. But since Noona doesnt know her well

    That could be it. We should talk about it when we meet later.

    What are we talking about?

    In response to my question, my mother, still looking at Adelia who couldnt lift her head, smiled broadly.

    She recommended a really good book.

    Ugh

    This was the first decisive blow.

    So, Noona, when will you listen to my night requests?

    Ugh You

    With this, I delivered the second decisive blow.

    Theres nothing cuter than Adelia being embarrassed.

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