Reincarnated Maid is About To Be Captured by All Players

That being said, there may indeed be many unwritten rules about maids that I’m unaware of.

For instance, I have a skill called “Flame of Fertility,” the name and function of which I don’t quite understand. When activated, I become as prolific as a sow.

I can’t believe I’m being compared to a sow, and the skill description mentions “prolific”… Is it referring to that kind of prolific?

I also have a straightforward skill: Contraceptive Magic.

It needs no further explanation. Reportedly, its rarity is on par with high-level magics like space teleportation and time stasis.

The skill description reads, “Please dye my whole body in my master’s color ❤.” What the heck is that?

But I’ll never admit to these.

I spent nearly half an hour vigorously correcting Hegdrifa that this is not a maid’s job. Her understanding comes from a passing adventurer (player), and I’m reminded of Hoenheim’s advice.

Really, the focus of being a maid lies in the “servant” part. At this rate, when will I find a master who will take me in?

Hegdrifa stores the [Unicorn’s Crystal Shoe] in her storage space but still seems unsure and asks me again.

“Are you really giving this to me?”

“…I don’t wear high heels. So, what are you planning to do now?”

“I will continue to collect the remains of sacred beasts. Look, I’ve already collected the first one. The Goddess of Nature must be watching over me.”

If the Goddess of Nature were truly watching over Hegdrifa, she wouldn’t have spent a night tied up in a turtle-shell bondage. Maybe the Goddess is just messing with her.

But I won’t say something so mood-killing. Having faith is good too, isn’t it?

“By the way, I don’t even know your name.”

“Anastasia. You can call me Anna.”

“Anastasia…”

Hegdrifa murmurs the name and suddenly hugs herself, stepping back in terror.

“You’re the evil god worshiped by that organization?!”

“I’m not an evil god!”

“Damn, I was careless. I’ve heard that women lose their purity just by being looked at by members of that organization… I must have already…!”

“That’s not true!”

I can’t let the reputation of the Anna Fan Club, and by extension mine, get any worse.

Hegdrifa robotically puts on her clothes, her expression only returning to normal after she’s dressed.

“Huh? My clothes…”

“I repaired them.”

I was bored, and it bothered me to see her clothes not at full durability, so I fixed Hegdrifa’s equipment.

“Uh, I don’t have any savings to repay you.”

Changing your warped perception of the Anna Fan Club would be a big help. I wonder if my [Reputation] in other places has already been ruined.

Before I can say anything, Hegdrifa claps her hands as if she’s remembered something.

“Right! I have advice for you. Can I offer that as repayment?”

“Advice?”

“Yes, about the girl you’re with.”

“You mean Lily?”

Hegdrifa has never spoken to Lily, so why would she have advice about her?

“I heard that girl… Lily say that she’s blind.”

“Yes.”

“But according to my observations, your [Medical] skill level is high. Don’t you know? Blindness is not an incurable condition.”

In a magical world where even broken legs can be fully healed, blindness can also be cured with sufficient levels in [Medical].

Hegdrifa’s pointed comment silences me.

I finally understand why Hegdrifa exposed herself. She was surprised that I, who she thought could heal Lily’s eyes, hadn’t enabled Lily to see again. She initially thought Lily’s eyes were just a rare color, not a sign of blindness.

I have noticed Lily’s eye condition.

Lily’s eyes fall under [Irreparable Injuries].

Though unfair, there are incurable conditions set by the game.

Those conditions don’t even respond to [Medical] skills. In other words, Lily’s eyes are not even considered when I use my healing skills on her. So I had to verbally confirm whether Lily’s non-responsive eyes were truly blind.

And the answer was affirmative.

“If you’re keen on healing Lily’s eyes, consider going to the Holy Spring in Midgaldt. I wouldn’t recommend churches with holy magic; if it turns out to be the worst-case scenario, you won’t be able to protect her.”

The Holy Spring in Midgaldt is said to cure all diseases, even those that [Medical] skills can’t heal. But elves are not welcoming to outsiders, let alone providing access to the Holy Spring, which has led to numerous conflicts.

Holy magic is likewise exclusive to high-ranking human church officials and is used to root out evil and impurity.

There’s one worst-case scenario that neither can handle but neither will ignore. That’s precisely what Hegdrifa is talking about.

I silently nod, realizing that I’ve been avoiding that possibility all along.