Reincarnated Maid is About To Be Captured by All Players

However, even if I stopped Heddrifa, the fact that she attempted to assassinate Trafalgar won’t change. But I think this is far better than if Heddrifa had succeeded.

Adventurers have the right to respawn, so an unsuccessful assassination doesn’t enrage them like it would an NPC. Unless you’re infamous, dying once merely means waiting for a day, with no real loss. Of course, this doesn’t mean adventurer nobles will allow assassinations. If Heddrifa had succeeded, it would mean becoming mortal enemies with Trafalgar for real.

The game doesn’t completely shut off the sense of pain for adventurers, but it cancels it upon receiving fatal damage. In other words, the blow that kills a player won’t make them feel the fear of death.

Trafalgar, who had dodged to the side, was visibly shaken. He could never have predicted that an elf was hiding in the house.

“Silver hair and black eyes… are you a Moon Elf?”

“Lord Trafalgar, I hope you can forgive us. I’ll compensate you for your losses.”

“What losses?”

Carlo patted her chest.

“Don’t worry, Anna. If he dares to go too far, I’ll beat him up. I know a super-rich tycoon who can buy back your house.”

“Thank you for your kindness, Carlo… but regardless, we can no longer stay in Rothschild.”

“Meow?”

“Heddrifa, we have to pack up and leave now.”

There’s no time to explain; we need to leave Rothschild as soon as possible.

I extended the range of my [Scouting] skill to its limits. Uncle François may always complain about wanting to retire, but when it comes to his job, he won’t accept half-measures.

Uncle François isn’t outside… The guards are scattered around the estate, watching every angle. No matter where we try to escape from, we won’t evade their sight.

But they will never guess my escape route. You might think I’ll climb out the window, but actually, I’ll teleport!

As for Uncle François’s whereabouts, my guess is he’s gone for reinforcements. Considering the clues—Lily’s suspected use of a teleportation scroll, the wanted posters drawn by top artists, and the authority to demand searches in various villages—it seems the person pursuing Lily is a powerful [Noble].

In the Kingdom of Mikael, only the king and the seven grand dukes have such power.

We can’t afford to offend either… I’ve prepared for the worst-case scenario of leaving the Kingdom of Mikael with Lily.

“Hmph. Beat me up? It’s been a while since I’ve met such an outspoken adventurer.”

“Don’t believe meow?”

“Are you a newbie? In human kingdoms, becoming a noble requires not just achievements but also great combat power. Don’t think that nobles in human kingdoms are useless landlords who only oppress commoners.”

While Heddrifa, who was unaware of the situation, and I hurriedly packed our belongings, Baron Trafalgar sheathed his one-handed sword, unimpressed by Carlo’s bravado.

His words were true. Logically, kings and dukes should prioritize governance over personal bravery. But in the game setting, the kings and major vassals of the three human kingdoms are all formidable fighters.

This doesn’t mean you can become a noble just by being reckless; you can’t lack managerial skills. In short, you need to excel in both civil and military matters.

“So, you’re saying you’re brave meow?”

“Of course, I was ennobled by the hero of the Kingdom of Mikael, Duke Bogia…”

Suddenly, a sharp pain shoots through my arm.

Lily?

Lily, who had been recovering well, instantly turned pale, her pupils constricting and lips trembling uncontrollably.

Gripping my arm… It was just Lily’s unconscious behavior.

“…Lily.”

I squat down and pull Lily into my arms. She wakes up as if from a nightmare, her beautiful Lolita dress soaked in cold sweat.

“Anna… sister…”

Just hearing that name is enough to bring back Lily’s nightmares.

Duke Bogia.

One of the seven grand dukes of the Kingdom of Mikael, and also the lord to whom Lily’s father, Count Montefeltro, is a vassal. But how could it be… He’s known as a hero of the Kingdom of Mikael…

I don’t doubt Lily. The urgent thing is to leave quickly.

We, who don’t have much in terms of belongings, quickly packed everything, putting all the necessary items into my storage space.

“I’m furious…! Be careful when you’re walking at night in Arcadia!”

Carlo, who seems to have lost the argument, storms back angrily.

“Have you packed, Anna?”

“Yes… Carlo, you should leave quickly too. It’s not safe to stay here.”

“Eh? I can’t go with Anna?”

“No, due to certain irresistible factors, I need to avoid using the front door. So, I plan to use [Spatial Transfer] to leave Rothschild. The number of people affects the distance and carrying capacity.”

“[Spatial Transfer]? Anna, you can use such advanced magic? Meow… Then I really can’t go with you, Anna. I get motion sickness from spatial transfers.”

Huh? I’ve heard of seasickness, carsickness, airsickness, and even milk sickness, but motion sickness from spatial transfers?

Carlo gets close to me, almost close enough to kiss. I can even feel her warm breath.

“Eh? Carlo?”

“Good… I’ve memorized Anna’s scent, meow~”