The Fake Saint of a Reverse Harem Game Chapter 15.1

I got a job as a maid at the Marquis’ residence and worked hard. It wasn’t particularly tough though. Being Lirina’s exclusive maid wasn’t very difficult and the pay was good too.

‘Twice the normal hourly wage! Is it because the Marquis Abina is a high-ranking aristocratic family?’

As expected, it would be right to say that if you want to be a slave, you should be a slave for a rich family.

I felt that I got a job at a large company that I had never even stepped on in my life, I dusted the floor while I walked to the halls.

‘I need to save up some money and go see slut, no, Valérez.’

As it turned out, the cost of going back and forth to the imperial capital wasn’t cheap. When I was an aristocratic lady, I just had to take the family’s carriage and coachman, but now I had to pay and borrow money to do that.

“What the hell are you doing here?”

I had been sweeping the dust on the railing of the mansion’s exterior into a dustpan when I heard the voice come from behind me. I turned around, and the light that reflected from the silver duster obscured my view, but I could tell who it was.

“Curtis?”

Instead of answering, he only glared at me. I slowly descended from the ladder at his fierce gaze.

“Akh!”

Unfortunately, I sprained my leg on my way down.

It was a small ladder that I used to reach the railing that was higher than my head, so I didn’t get seriously hurt. Still, my head hurts thinking that if I go out with my sprained ankle, it would interfere with my work.

“You’re doing all sorts of things.”

The ground quickly disappeared from my view. Curtis effortlessly caught me as I stumbled, and then let me down carefully.

“Thank you.”

I bowed to Curtis as I tried to calm my racing heart at the same time. Dressed in his usual knight uniform, his epaulettes were dazzling. No, to be honest, Curtis’ beauty was more dazzling.

Curtis was a man who looked great in a uniform.

“Wearing maid clothes that don’t suit you. Are you playing around?”

It’d be nice if he had said it in a prettier way.

Again, with bitterness, I retorted to the sarcastic Curtis, “This is work, and not play.”

“What?”

“I got a job at the Marquis’ residence.”

“Edith, you…?”

It seemed like Curtis didn’t believe me at all.

Why was he surprised? It was a game world where nobles had to survive through labor when their money ran out, so it shouldn’t be surprising that Edith, an aristocrat, got a job.

“…wasn’t the Marquis’ late wife your mother? She must have left behind a lot of money,” he said.

My lips moved slowly as he replied, “The Marquis said Edi-, no, I used it all up with too much extravagance. I heard I even have debt.”

Damn Edith.

Still, Edith’s mother must’ve left behind a fortune. But what the hell did she buy that she ended up squandering all of her fortune?

‘Well, the game itself is called <Extreme Job>,’ I told myself, ‘What else did I expect?’

He who doesn’t work, doesn’t get to eat.

Edith Abina, the creator of this game, was an artificial intelligence that was an aristocrat only by face.

“Maybe that was why she was so obsessed with the status of being Caballero’s lady…”

I heard Curtis mutter softly. I didn’t really intend to stop him, no matter what he misunderstood.

‘I can’t waste my time with a man who’s not Edith’s true love.’

He was definitely my favorite character, but Curtis was useless to me now.

“Can you move a bit? I still have to continue cleaning the railing,” I asked him nicely, considering he was still my favorite character. “I can wipe it from the side, but you don’t want to get dirty.”

Curtis hated to be touched and humans, especially Edith Abina, so it would be hard to talk with him now.

He stared at me, his face still stiff despite me being considerate, and then folded his arms.

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“You didn’t even ask me why I visited.”

I answered his comment naturally, “Isn’t it because you are not my knight officially? I signed the papers this morning.”

As soon as he was appointed as Jian’s knight, Grand Duke Caballero sent a document that needed Edith to acknowledge that he was no longer her knight.

“I even made sure that the servant carried it well,” I continued, “Was there a problem with the documents?”

As I asked with round eyes of concern, Curtis paused for a moment and then pursed his lips. It was a look of pity, and for some reason, I wanted to touch his smooth red lips.

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