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Valter continued to spin words despite not knowing anything about me.
"—-Can you wield a sword?"
"A sword?"
Why are you talking to me?
My brain was flooding with such questions, but that didn"t mean I could ignore His Majesty the King"s question.
Why is his Majesty only looking at me? I was immediately subjected to a myriad of skeptical stares. And frankly, I"m uncomfortable.
Even Fi was surprised and stared at me as if to say, “What kind of magic did you do?"
"…………………………………………."
I shut my mouth and mulled it over.
What is the right answer?
Can I shake my head? No, I can"t.
If speaking of a child of an aristocrat, it should be said that there"s no shaking here.
But, but…
Even if he could wield a sword, would he ask for this ability from a n.o.bleman"s child?…. No, I don"t think so.
In other words, it must be a confirmation.
If she"s a barbaric lady or not.
Besides, there"s no way Valter knows who I am. I"ve been reincarnated. There is no room for him to notice, no matter how bright he may be.
Why did he pinpoint such a question to me? There are still some concerns, but I"m sure it"s just a coincidence.
…. If not, then there"s no other explanation I can think of, because I"ve never met Valter before as Flora Weber.
Therefore.
If I don"t want to get involved with Valter, I have only one choice to make.
"I can"t, but I appreciate it."
Saying so, is it the evil of being a knight in my previous life? Whenever I have any time to spare, I would swing my sword and modestly look at my sword hand.
It is perfect.
It"s the perfect answer that doesn"t leave any gaps.
….It"s supposed to be.
"I see. Then be my maid servant for now."
For some reason, the answer came in 180 degrees different from what I expected. My cheeks twitch involuntarily, and I"m sure it"s not my fault.
"Maid, maidservant…?"
Perhaps, I misheard or something.
I was earnestly hoping for such wishful thinking, but when I asked him back, “Yes,” he immediately replied.
“I"m tired of people around me asking me to have one or two servants. It"s been annoying and I was just looking for someone…"
….. Are you? There are better ones.
Then Valter grinned. I wished there and then that I could yell at him and ask why he chose me.
"What"s your name?"
"….. My name is Flora Weber.
I can"t afford the impudence of not identifying myself here. But when I reluctantly introduced myself, Valter seemed to be gladdened.
"I see. Well then, let me send news to Lord Weber."
I wanted to tell him, don"t do that.
Her father sent her off to seek connection with the Duke. If he were told that she had been appointed Her Majesty"s maidservant, her father would certainly say, “Go ahead. d.a.m.n."
Now that my surname is out in the open, it was at that moment that it"s decided I"ll be His Majesty"s maidservant from today onwards, leaving everyone around me behind.
"………Your Majesty."
One voice called out to Valter while bringing suspicion to the fore.
It belonged to His Excellency the Duke of Michael, who was the star of tonight"s party.
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