Chapter 6: Part of play

“Idiot!”

“Fool!”

Eleanora’s ears were bright red from anger, clearly annoyed and embarrassed, repeatedly cursing Lillian with her limited vocabulary.

Unfortunately, her insults boiled down to just a handful of words, and Lillian not only felt no upset inside but even found herself wanting to laugh a little.

Sweetheart, your insults sound more like coquettishness.

She completely tuned out Eleanora’s words and focused on studying the system instead.

【Hug the master lovingly, Maid Profession Experience +2】

【Change the master’s clothes, Maid Profession Experience +1】

There was experience, but not much.

Compared to making the master happy or that feeding play, it was pitifully low.

The key point was that when she performed these actions, Eleanora was in a dazed state.

In other words, to gain a large amount of experience, she had to interact with Eleanora while she was fully conscious, or make her feel truly pleased.

Lillian glanced at Eleanora, who was still chattering away, but her brain automatically filtered out the noise.

She recalled just now, Eleanora lying on the bed like a sleepy beauty.

The dazed Eleanora hugging her, tugging at her clothes.

Ah, indeed, she really wanted to spank her bottom.

But Lillian decided to hold back.

Raising her maid level quickly was the priority; after all, the faster her maid rank rose, the sooner she could leave the Count’s mansion.

Lillian had already made up her mind.

Although she knew about Eleanora’s fate in the game, that was just in the game.

This was reality — it couldn’t be exactly the same.

The game’s content could only serve as a reference.

She was a living example.

A random passerby suddenly dragged into the Count’s mansion as a maid — if such an event could happen to her, other incidents might occur sooner as well.

Evil Cult, evil gods, demon invasions.

This world was indeed dangerous, but not overly so.

As long as she stayed away from the eye of the storm, she’d be fine.

Or rather, she needed to master her own power.

But Lillian had no talent — she’d known that since childhood.

Now, with the [Effort Yields Rewards System], she could try dabbling in magic and such.

No talent? Then I’ll just work harder.

But all of this was based on one condition: that she could leave the Count’s mansion.

Being a maid took up too much of her personal time.

“I’m asking you, did you understand everything? Lillian, you saw nothing just now, understand?”

Lillian was still lost in thought, filtering out Eleanora’s voice.

“Lillian! Answer me now, what did you see just now?”

Only when Eileen, standing beside her as punishment, nudged her did she snap back.

“Huh? What?”

Lillian looked up, confused, to see Eleanora’s face twisted in annoyance — honestly, she looked a bit like a pufferfish.

One of the younger maids whispered to Lillian.

“The young lady is asking what you saw when you woke her.”

What did she see?

A dazed young lady.

But Lillian knew she couldn’t say that — she had seen how red Eleanora’s face was.

Of course, the answer was that she saw nothing.

That was the correct answer.

Lillian opened her mouth, about to answer, but stopped herself.

No, no, think about her identity, the experience points, her life, and her future.

I am the master’s maid. I must respect the master, praise the master, bring the master joy and happiness!

Lillian brainwashed herself.

Lip corner twitching — she barely held it in.

She even wanted to laugh.

For experience points, there was only one right answer!

“I saw a very adorable master.”

“Ugh—”

Who just turned on the kettle?

Eleanora’s delicate body trembled uncontrollably, burying her head so no one could see her expression.

As a doctor, Lillian could vouch that Eleanora wasn’t sick — she was simply too excited.

But she wasn’t sure whether it was because of the word “adorable” or “master.”

Surely it couldn’t be because of “master” alone, right?

If it was, then that was just pathetic.

After waiting a while, the system still didn’t pop up a notification, so she needed to try harder.

So Lillian took a step forward, brushing aside Eleanora’s hair from her forehead, placing her delicate palm against it, pressing her whole body closer.

“Master, are you alright?”

“Ma… Ma…”

Eleanora muttered something softly, but Lillian couldn’t quite hear it.

The maids present all leaned back in shock.

Not the young lady, but the master?

It had come to this point already?

Then what was the young lady doing?

Are we just part of your play too?

Eileen’s expression was one of disbelief.

Wow, my plan is working so well?

【Make the master dokidoki, Maid Profession Experience +10】

【Current Experience: 31/100】

Lillian wanted to laugh hysterically.

“Idiot… idiot!”

Eleanora’s words were stumbling.

“Get out, get out of here!”

Saying that, Eleanora grabbed Lillian and pushed her all the way to the door, then shoved her out.

“Bang!”

The heavy door slammed shut behind her.

“I don’t want to see you today!”

Such a good thing? No scolding, no worrying about going hungry?

Lillian was overjoyed.

Wait, no, that’s not right.

My experience points!

Young lady, you can’t kick me out! Let me in! I want to level up!

“Master, I was wrong, please let me in!”

She patted the door, but there was no response inside.

Lillian thought for a moment — she could just wait.

After quite a while, the maids began to emerge one after another.

Their expressions were serious, solemn, and determined — clearly professionally trained.

It would have been even better if their cheeks hadn’t been so tightly drawn.

“Lillian, you can have a day off today. The young lady is serious,” one maid said.

The youngest maid, Eileen, was hiding behind the others, her shoulders trembling.

“Don’t I have to do other work?” Lillian asked, puzzled.

“We’ve seen how hard you’ve worked lately. Feel free to rest,” the other maids nodded.

Worked hard? Oh, she had indeed worked hard.

She had even fainted from exhaustion yesterday.

Naturally, Lillian wouldn’t look for trouble on her day off.

With free time, she could use it well.

Maybe she could take this opportunity to train herself.

If she worked hard, could her physique improve?

If it did, she could try practicing swordsmanship and such skills.

Although she couldn’t compare to those wielding extraordinary powers, the road had to be taken step by step.

Better than before when she had no path at all.

Lillian nodded and greeted them before heading back to her room to change.

As for the quiet giggles coming from behind her, she paid no mind.

After all, they were professionally trained (laugh).