Free Web NovelChapter 33: Hidden Talent
Norelia sat silently at her desk as the atmosphere in the workshop grew awkward; her crimson eyes flickered nervously toward the voluptuous, red-haired maid seated at a different desk across from her.
Mira was currently attacking a legal document with a crazy determination while muttering to herself, her quill scratching against the paper at maximum velocity, and her massive chest bouncing with every stroke of her pen.
Norelia screamed internally in panic, her face flushing a bright red.
’What happened to the sanity of this workshop? This is the girl that I watched getting aggressively plundered two nights ago. Why is she in my workspace? Is the brat turning this place into a harem headquarters?!’
Unable to contain her curiosity any longer, the petite librarian cleared her throat, her voice hesitant. "Excuse me... what exactly is a household maid doing here? This area is reserved only for us two."
Mira abruptly halted her furious writing, snapping her head up. Instead of a defensive response, she beamed a radiant, incredibly bubbly smile that practically disintegrated Norelia’s tiny form on the spot.
"Oh, hello! You must be Miss Norelia, the brilliant librarian!" Mira cheered smoothly, not even minding her gatekeeping. "I’m Mira, Young Master Eren’s personal maid. I’m currently here to help my handsome sugar daddy—I mean, my master—with some documents."
’Sugar daddy?’ Norelia’s mind instantly drained, her pervert engine short-circuiting as she stared at Mira’s huge assets. Compared to her flat, cutting-board-like chest, they were so big, like her entire nutrients are directed towards one department.
Before Norelia could become depressed by her own thoughts, she forced her professional composure back, stiffly introducing herself and noting that she had been working closely with Eren for the past two weeks.
Just as the two girls were navigating the icy waters of a tense little chat, the door swung open with its signature, dramatic thud.
The man in question strode into the workshop carrying a beautifully made wooden box.
"Good morning, ladies! Seems you two are getting along well."
He didn’t even notice Norelia’s tiny pout.
He marched to the central workbench, placing the box onto the desk layout with a satisfying smile.
Ignoring the box for a moment, Eren locked his blue eyes onto his maid. "So, Mira... how is our little legal document going on?"
With a thoroughly proud expression, Mira stood up from her chair as she held out a beautifully organized stack of freshly written documents.
"Please, give my intelligent brain some credit, Young Master," Mira announced, her amber eyes twinkling with immense satisfaction as she handed over the document.
He looked at the ridiculously thick stack of documents, blinking in disbelief. He had honestly thought he only needed a single, straightforward sheet of paper containing a few basic clauses. But this girl was insane.
He started reading through the beautifully penned pages, his blue eyes widening as he became thoroughly mesmerized by how terrifyingly detailed the layout was.
’... this isn’t just an engagement agreement. Is she really from a bankrupt merchant family or some highest-paying legal advisor for a billion-dollar company?’
Looking at his stunned expression, Norelia couldn’t contain her curiosity any longer. She stepped over from her workstation layout and cautiously peeked over his body to see what the red-haired maid had actually produced to captivate him.
The second her red eyes saw the pages, the petite librarian found herself instantly captivated by the flawlessness of the text.
The structure was a legal work of art.
Clauses, sub-clauses, meticulously defined breach-of-contract penalties, asset protection parameters, and compensation demands for even the minor inconceivable of his personal space. It was so impeccably organized that even the Royal family’s administrative board would have wept tears of joy.
Mira proudly crossed her arms with a greedy, victorious smirk.
"That’s not all, Young Master. I took the liberty of inserting a series of premium fee points explicitly designed to extort some gold coins. I know that Lady Aria already provides a lifetime daily supply of Astreus Stones, but compared to what she gains by using you as a political shield? That’s tiny. She can easily afford to pay our premium service fees."
Eren looked at the exact figure Mira had calculated for the monthly "fiancé retainment fee."
His blue eyes practically popped straight out of his skull.
Even Norelia’s jaw hung completely open like a broken fly trap at seeing the number of zeroes written on it.
Mira’s smile reached new levels of sweetness as she leaned her face dangerously close to him.
"So, how is it, Young Master? Does it meet the high standards for you?"
Eren stared blankly at the zeroes. "Mira... this isn’t a legal document. This is peak. I am witnessing the absolute white-collar crime, and honestly, it is beautiful."
Norelia snapped out of her daze and looked at the maid with a mixture of awe and suspicion. "Wait a minute... how could a simple maid possess the knowledge required to structure sub-clauses and imperial laws so flawlessly?"
Mira casually waved her hand, dismissing the shock as if she hadn’t just drafted a document that could financially cripple a high noble household. "Oh, it’s nothing. Before my family’s business was completely bankrupt and my father passed away, I was actually enrolled in the Central Academy’s administrative division. I had to drop out, unfortunately, but my original plan was to become a Royal Administrator."
Eren’s eyebrows propped up. He knew that the Central Academy doesn’t have the prestige of the Royal Academy, but it is the absolute breeding ground for cutthroat, high-tier commoner geniuses, wealthy merchants, and low-level nobles.
Sensing her master’s profound admiration, Mira didn’t waste a single millisecond for opportunity. She instantly wrapped herself tightly around his left arm, aggressively pressing the warm, heavy cushions of her breasts directly against his bicep.
"So~ do you love it, Young Master?" she whispered, tilting her head up with a cute, intensely expectant gaze. "Don’t I deserve some high-quality praise for securing you some funds?"
Eren set the papers aside and gave in to his instincts. He began giving her head a thorough, satisfying pat, ruffling her red hair. "Good girl, Mira. You’ve done an exceptional job."
Mira let out a soft, thoroughly satisfied purr, leaning deeper into his touch like a well-fed cat.
’She might look like a clumsy pervert, but she is purely a genius in legal administrative things. If I utilize her correctly and delegate all my macro-financial assets to her, I can literally speedrun my retirement plan!’
"There’s some greed flowing out of your face right now," the petite librarian flatly commented. She felt cringey as she witnessed some domestic affection unfolding.
After thoroughly satisfying the maid’s praise quota, Eren gently untangled his arm from her heavy chest and stepped over to the petite librarian’s side.
He then gave her brown hair the same affectionate pat. "Alright, alright, don’t get angry, Miss Norelia. Let’s get to work. Today is the day for our miracle. Let’s finish it."
Norelia pouted at his audacity, her face turning pink as her hands swatted weakly at his fingers. But despite her verbal protests, an excited smile formed across her petite features. She looked at the box he carried just now, the astreus stones finally arrived.
