Reincarnated Maid is About To Be Captured by All Players

The girl deftly withdrew her scythe, tracing a perfect arc before elegantly positioning it beside her. Despite the scythe being taller than her, she handled it with ease, showing no sign of discomfort.

Although she wore a maid outfit like mine, hers differed significantly in style.

How to describe it? Her clavicle and snow-white shoulders were completely exposed, and her full bosom was partly concealed. A tight waist accentuated her slender figure, and her maid skirt was short enough to risk exposure with any significant movement. The decorative lace was more elaborate compared to mine, and the refined black silk stockings she wore emphasized her long, shapely legs. The designs on the edges of her stockings and long gloves suggested they were expensive.

In other words, such attire seemed overly extravagant for a maid, indicating her master’s high status or special favor towards her.

“Thank you very much…”

“Hmph, it’s embarrassing to see another maid struggle with such trash.”

The scythe-wielding maid brushed her purple hair behind her ear, her purple-red eyes glaring at me as she spoke with an unforgiving tone.

Her hair color was intriguing, fading into red at the tips, matching her eye color.

“Don’t be so harsh, she’s already very tired.”

Higdelytha couldn’t help but defend me. The maid seemed taken aback, as if she had only just noticed my state of severe fatigue.

Her expression softened slightly but still glared at me unwillingly. Was it my imagination, or did she harbor some hostility towards me? I was certain we had never met before.

“I have no obligation to praise you… Well, you did pass, barely. There are four of you, plus a horse, but including the horse will overload the capacity. We can leave it behind, it’s settled then.”

The maid unilaterally decided to leave behind Trafalgar’s mount, materializing a scroll from seemingly nowhere – probably retrieved from her storage space.

Seeing this, I instinctively activated my chains.

“?”

“You forgot to finish him off.”

I explained to the maid, who had assumed an attacking stance.

She looked back and saw the adventurer she had fatally wounded now finally dead, struck by my chain. That adventurer was likely the most skilled among the ambushers. Her backstab was indeed lethal, but stealth users have a skill to avoid instant death from fatal injuries, leaving HP at 1 instead. It’s especially useful for adventurers with resurrection rights, often allowing them to counterattack.

I noticed him trying to make a move, so I preempted it. It was just a finishing blow, after all.

“None of your business! I could have handled it myself!”

“Sorry about that.”

The maid stomped her foot, seemingly quite upset with me.

“Anyway! You lack a safe haven, right?”

“Yes…”

“Be grateful then. The most noble, intelligent, gentle, and beautiful sister in the world has decided to show you mercy. She’s willing to offer you a place of refuge.”

The maid revealed her purpose.

Higdelytha and I exchanged glances, silently communicating.

“May I ask, who is your sister?”

“I’ll forgive your impudence in not kneeling and thanking her immediately. My sister is just my sister.”

That’s almost the same as not answering at all…

To afford such a maid, the master must be quite prestigious, possibly a noble or a wealthy merchant among the adventurers. Accepting her offer without caution could be disastrous.

The maid seemed to realize our concerns but didn’t elaborate.

“I’ve told you, my sister is willing to protect you. She even allowed me to use one of the only two space transfer scrolls. Besides, you don’t really have the right to refuse. My sister didn’t prohibit me from using force to take you with us.”

“Anna, someone’s approaching again.”

If we continued to delay, the Black Hawk Mercenary Group would soon surround us again.

The maid had used advanced magic 【Shadow Stealth】 upon arrival, indicating she was not a mere servant but a skilled combatant. Nevertheless, against the overwhelming force of the Black Hawk Mercenary Group, she wouldn’t last long.

The key point was the scroll in her hand… the space transfer scroll offered a chance of escape.

“Alright, we accept the invitation.”

It was a desperate gamble. I held Carol Cat, and Higdelytha carried Lily. She whistled to the horse, relinquishing its temporary ownership. The horse, having the trait to return to familiar places, would likely find its way back, and I doubted the Black Hawk Mercenary Group would target a lone horse passing by.

We stood beside the maid, her palm glowing with the light of the space transfer scroll. In an instant, our figures vanished from the field.