The Hero Kicked Me Out of His Party, So I Turned Him into My Maid - Chapter 42

Ariel ate while watching Mira’s reaction.

At first, I thought there was something wrong with the taste or appearance of the omelet rice, since I had instructed the maid Brienne to make it.

After Brienne’s emotions were resealed by Lysser, she truly retained the most basic emotions of a human being, instead of becoming a living, breathing automaton as before.

Therefore, Brienne was very sincere and serious when facing her mentor’s guidance.

When Brienne makes a mistake, she immediately bows and apologizes, as if she has committed a grave error.

Although the omelet rice was not perfect in appearance, it was still good enough to eat, and it looked dozens of times better than the ones in the cafeteria.

I’ve already tasted it myself, and apart from being a little salty, it’s perfectly fine.

It’s safe to say that the problem isn’t with the omelet rice.

Mira shook her head and finally voiced her concerns:

“Ariel, isn’t today the day for the final exam lottery…?”

“yes.”

Mila felt a little embarrassed and sighed deeply again:

“This time it’s a team formation test by drawing lots, with two third-year students and two first-year students forming teams. I’m afraid I’ll draw you, Ariel.”

“ah?”

I had never thought about that before.

I’ve been busy with Brienne’s affairs lately, and only this morning did I have time to think about the final exams.

The letter informing her that she would be expelled if she didn’t rank in the top three of her grade was signed by Vera.

Furthermore, he had learned from Luna that this was the result of Karina using her family’s power to exert pressure.

Mira’s concerns were not unfounded; after all, judging from the rankings, she was indeed last…

But he could tell that Mira, like himself, possessed hidden power.

The Alchemy Society’s commission included a scar on her back, and the one that had been wrapped around the back of her neck that I had seen before—that was definitely not an old wound.

The wounds were very fresh, all bright red with fresh blood.

Furthermore, he would secretly observe Mira’s body from time to time, and the wounds were always the same bright red, showing no signs of improvement.

But with those scars, doesn’t Mila feel pain…?

The only explanation is that Mira is hiding some secrets. Otherwise, given her abilities, which are completely unworthy of a witch, the academy would never have allowed her to enroll.

“It’s okay, Mira, relax. There are only about 200 students in the entire first year, including those from the Magic Academy and the Warrior Academy. What luck do we need to be drawn together?”

Anyway, we need to get Mila to eat her breakfast first; how can she grow if she doesn’t eat breakfast?

“Yes, Ariel, you’re right.”

Mila slowly inserted the knife into the omelet rice, cutting it in half, and then picked up the wooden spoon next to her and scooped it out bit by bit.

Ariel herself had a vague feeling that something was wrong.

The Hero Squad is now defunct in name only. Will Vera and Karina still be plotting against him and working against him?

No, if it were Karina, she definitely would.

She has always enjoyed kicking commoners who she despises when they are down. If a commoner unfortunately falls into the line she has set for killing, she will not hesitate to push them into the abyss.

It seems like he has a mental disorder…

I just don’t know what she’ll do.

So Ariel herself seemed preoccupied, hastily putting the dishes into the sink, turning on the faucet, and almost forgetting to turn it off, filling the sink completely.

Fortunately, Mila noticed the water overflowing the edge of the sink while instructing Brienne on how to clean the floor and promptly reminded her.

Brienne learned quickly and soon cleaned the entire room floor.

This surprised Mira:

“Ariel, why does this automaton seem to have gained intelligence after I slept last night?”

“Perhaps she has gained intelligence?”

Ariel changed into her witch’s outfit, slipped her small feet, encased in white stockings, into her black ankle boots, tapped her toes on the ground, and then instructed Brienne:

“After we leave the dormitory, don’t move around. Just sit quietly at the dining table. Don’t open the door for anyone.”

After thinking for a moment, seeing Brienne’s well-behaved and sensible demeanor, Ariel said again:

“We didn’t give you breakfast this morning. If we don’t come back for lunch, there’s a piece of smoked meat in the kitchen that you can eat.”

Ariel initially thought of starving Brienne a few times to vent her anger, but then she reconsidered. Making Brienne do work all morning, not giving her breakfast, and not giving her lunch would be a bit of torture.

Abusing others makes one feel like they’re not a good person, and one’s conscience still can’t quite get over it.

Ariel, oh Ariel, your heart is still too soft…

If it were anyone else, they might have whipped Brienne until she was covered in blood and gore.

“Yes, Master.”

Brienne crossed her arms in front of her and bowed respectfully.

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As is customary in the college, the final team test lottery is held in the auditorium.

Each team consists of two third-year students and two first-year students, who work together to face the challenges set by the college.

For third-grade students, this is a test to see if they can stand on their own and take care of younger students in the future.

For first-year students, this is an excellent opportunity to experience team battles and learn from the fighting styles of their seniors.

When Ariel and Mira arrived and took their seats, the draw was about to begin.

On the platform, almost all the teachers and student council members were seated, except for the student council president and the head of the disciplinary committee, whose positions were vacant.

Several third-year female students from the magic academy nearby were chatting and laughing.

“I heard the student council president hasn’t been back to the college lately.”

“Perhaps she went to accompany the hero to the trials?”

“Who cares? Everyone knows the student council operates the same way whether there’s a president or not. She’s just an automated doll that approves reports…”

“Wouldn’t saying this be too hurtful to her…”

They suddenly covered their faces and burst into laughter as they spoke.

“hiss……”

Their laughter gave Mira goosebumps, and she stood up, wanting to move to a spot further away from them.

Comira looked around and, unfortunately, there were no seats available.

Ariel stared at the empty seat in front of her with the small sign that read “Student Council President,” and the scenery before her gradually blurred and overlapped.

Is Vera sad because the hero has disappeared, or because she has accepted Queen Linda’s advice to give up her position as student council president?

In any case, she wasn’t present today, so she probably won’t interfere with the lottery.

So the only concern is whether Karina might do something shady…

“Excuse me, student, could you move your feet so we can pass?”

Ariel was sitting in the aisle seat. After hearing this, she looked at her feet and realized they weren’t sticking out of the seat too much, not blocking anyone’s way at all.

Looking up at the two people, the one who was speaking was Lynn, the top student in the first year, and the other was Philin, the third student in the year.

Lynn and Phil didn’t say anything more, they just exchanged a glance with Ariel and continued on their way.

…

You’re insane.