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Noble Lady Reformation Guide Chapter 41: Spell (3)

Chapter 41: Spell (3)

Listen⁠‍ to this, Dereck,⁠‌ magic instructor of‍ the Beldern Mercenary​ Group.

As‍ I was informed⁠ by Butler Clerven,​ I understand that‌​⁠ you have begun⁠‍ teaching Denise at‍⁠​ the Ebelstein mansion.​‍​

First‌ of all, I commend your efforts.⁠ Your reputation for‍ excellence precedes you,‌ and the Beltus​⁠ family has made⁠‌​ many efforts and⁠ sacrifices to bring​‌‍ you here. I hope you will⁠⁠ deliver results worthy​ of that reputation.‍​‍

As‍ the instructor directly‌⁠‌ educating my daughter,​ it would be‌‌​ natural for me‍​ to meet and‌ greet you in⁠ person, but as​⁠​ you know, the‌ situation in the‍ southwest of the​⁠‍ empire is too‌⁠ chaotic for me​ to leave my​‌‌ post.

However,‌‍⁠ summoning the instructor‍‍​ who is fully​​ engaged in teaching‍ my daughter to‌ the estate would⁠‌​ only delay matters,‌​ so please accept‌​​ this letter as​ a substitute for​‌ a personal meeting.‌

My‌​​ daughter Denise has‌⁠‌ excelled in various‌ fields of magic​​ even before becoming‌‌⁠ active in Ebelstein’s⁠​‌ social circles, but⁠‌⁠ at some point,‌ she stagnated and​‍⁠ has not made‌ further magical progress.‍

As‌​ a renowned magic​⁠​ instructor, I greatly​​‌ anticipate your ability⁠‍ to help her‌‌ break through this​ seemingly impenetrable wall​‌​ of limitations.

I grant you full‌⁠⁠ authority over Denise’s‍‌​ education. If you‍ need anything, speak‍⁠‍ through the butler​‍ or the mansion‌‍ staff, and if‍‌⁠ there are any‍ accomplishments to report,​ send a letter​ directly.

—The‌⁠ wisest and longest-ruling‍⁠‌ sovereign of Beltus​ Territory,

His‌‍​ Highness, Andeloph Kellock​‍ Beltus, Grand Duke.​⁠

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Reply:‌‌​

To⁠ His Highness, the‍ Grand Duke Beltus,‍​‍

It‌​ is a great‍⁠ honor to receive‍​ a handwritten letter‍​ from you. I will honor the‍⁠ trust you have⁠‌ placed in me‌ and remain faithful‍‍ to my duty.‌

Please‌ do not worry⁠​ too much about‍ Miss Denise’s progress.⁠
If I say‍⁠⁠ I will do‌‌ it, I will.‍‍​

Sincerely,​‍⁠
Dereck.

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***​⁠

For​ Denise, attending meetings‍ at the Rose⁠‍ Hall wasn’t a difficult trial.

From‌ early morning—getting dressed,​‌‌ maintaining an elegant‌ demeanor, chatting with‍‌‍ nobles while forcing​ a smile—it was⁠‍‍ all incredibly exhausting.‍‌‌

As⁠⁠ she walked through​‍ the various luxurious⁠​‌ halls of the⁠‌‍ noble district, Denise⁠⁠ would always think​ to herself: how​⁠ much she wished⁠ she could return⁠‌‌ home, collapse, and​⁠⁠ read a romantic​ novel.

However,‌ over time, attending‌‍‌ the Rose Hall​​⁠ meetings had become⁠‍ a kind of⁠‍ break. Because home‍ was even more‍‍ of a hell.‍⁠

“Dereck‍​ isn’t coming to‍ the mansion today,‌‍ right? In the​​⁠ morning, I plan​ to attend a lecture on Aintress⁠‍​ philosophy at the‌ Cultural Center… and⁠‌ in the afternoon,‌ I have a meeting at Rose​​ Hall. It’ll be‌‌⁠ late at night‌‍‍ when everything’s over…”⁠‍

“Yes.​​‍ There’s been no​ special contact from⁠‌ Mr. Dereck. It⁠​‌ wouldn’t make sense​⁠‍ for him to⁠‍‌ come since you’ll​‍ be busy with​‍‍ social activities all‍ day.”

“I‌‍​ must… I must⁠ finish getting ready​ quickly before that‌⁠ stubborn man arrives.​‍‍ The schedule is​​‌ set to leave​ after breakfast, but‌ let’s eat something‍⁠ simple and leave​⁠ the house before⁠ dawn.”

However,‍ Dereck was already‌ standing at the‌ front door, carrying‍ several magical training‍ tools.

“Good⁠‌‍ morning, Miss Denise.”‌

“Eek!”⁠

“The​​ dawn air is‍⁠ quite refreshing. Today,​‌ let’s focus on​​ basic physical conditioning‌ and theoretical lessons​ instead of magical‍​ training.”

“D-Dereck!​​‌ Lessons are fine,⁠​ but social activities‍​ as a noble‌‍‌ lady are also​⁠ important!”

“Yes,‌​‍ you’re absolutely right.”‌

Dereck​ wasn’t unreasonable.

No‌‌⁠ matter how hard​⁠ he tried to‍​‌ correct Denise’s lazy⁠⁠ mindset, he couldn’t⁠‌ go against her⁠‍‍ noble responsibilities.

Therefore,‍‍⁠ with a refreshing​⁠​ expression, Dereck told‍‍ Denise:

“I’ll⁠ wait at the‍‍‍ mansion until you⁠​ finish your schedule.⁠ I also have⁠‍‌ much personal training‌ to focus on.‍‌‌ Please don’t worry‌‌ about me and‍ dedicate yourself to​​‌ Rose Hall and⁠ your social duties.”​⁠

“…You’ll‍‌ wait? At the‍‌ mansion?”

“Won’t‍‍ you return around‌⁠ dinner time? From​‍ then until you⁠​ go to bed,‍‍‌ if you make⁠ time, you can⁠‌ train for over‌‌⁠ six hours. Considering⁠ you’ll be physically‌​‌ exhausted, let’s focus​ on theoretical lessons.‍​‌ I’ve already prepared⁠​ all the study​‍ materials. I even​ used my savings⁠‌ to buy them,⁠‌ so please read‌‌‍ them thoroughly.”

“M-Mr.‌ Dereck… those expenses‌⁠ should be charged⁠​ to the mansion…”​‍‍

When​⁠ her exclusive maid​​​ Bella gasped in‍⁠⁠ surprise, Denise shook⁠​ her head firmly⁠‍ and looked at‌ her.

“I—I’m‍‍ going to attend‌​‍ the meeting for‌ now!”

Denise⁠ felt a chill​‍ run through her,‌⁠‍ as if the​ tenacity of her​‌‍ magic instructor had​​​ latched onto her‍‌‍ like a water‍⁠​ ghost.

***​⁠​

Dereck‍ silently watched Denise’s​‍ retreating figure as⁠ she fled, then⁠‍ followed the servants’‍‍ guidance into the‌‍⁠ mansion.

The​⁠ servants had completely⁠⁠⁠ emptied the drawing​⁠​ room to make⁠​‍ Dereck comfortable. After⁠ all, with the‌‌‌ lady of the‍ house away, no‌​⁠ honorable guests were‍⁠⁠ expected.

Dereck‌ placed several magical‌ artifacts and the​⁠​ letters he brought‌⁠‍ on the lounge​ table.

He‌⁠‍ also unpacked all⁠‌⁠ the food and​⁠ household supplies he‍‍​ had bought at‌⁠‌ the market. There‌‍ was a reason​‌ he brought all‍‌‍ these items from‍‍ dawn.

‘Phew…’‍

Due⁠‌ to the absence‌‌‍ of the young​‍⁠ lady he was​⁠‍ supposed to teach,‍​⁠ Dereck kept himself​‍‌ busy.

He‌‌ took off his⁠⁠​ cloak, carefully folded​‌ it to the​ side, and rolled⁠‌‍ up his sleeves.‍

After‍ all, to gain​‌⁠ support among the‍ three noble families,⁠​ one had to⁠⁠‍ show at least‌‌ some results.

Whether‍‌ intentionally or not,​‍​ Dereck had gained​⁠​ recognition among the​​​ noble families by‍‍ teaching their teenage​⁠ daughters. Given his‍‍‍ current situation, giving‍⁠​ his all was‍ the right course‍⁠ of action.

What‍ does it mean⁠ to teach someone?​

If⁠‌ it’s merely the‍​⁠ transfer of knowledge,‍ reading a book‍ would suffice. Teaching‌ someone means connecting​ and sincerely communicating⁠‍ with that person—progressing‍⁠‍ together.

Therefore,‌ the current situation,⁠‍⁠ where Denise feels​ overwhelmed and runs⁠‍‍ from Dereck, couldn’t‍‍⁠ be viewed positively.​‍‌

Denise‌​‍ was completely different‍‍​ from Ellen. While​ Ellen actively absorbed​⁠ Dereck’s teachings, Denise​‌⁠ seemed to avoid‌ them. In other⁠ words, a different⁠⁠ approach was needed.‍

Dereck‍ was someone who​‌ handled everything efficiently⁠⁠‍ and methodically. It​⁠⁠ was his habit⁠ to research the⁠‍⁠ safest and cleanest‌​ way to complete‌ any task.

To⁠ gain control over​⁠ Denise, foster magical‌⁠⁠ accomplishments, correct her‌​‌ attitude toward magic,⁠ and repay his​‍ debt to the‌ Beltus family—this grand​⁠ plan would begin​⁠ by tying Denise⁠‍‌ down so she⁠ couldn’t protest.

Although‍​​ he had been​ acknowledged by the‌​⁠ Duke of Beltus‍⁠‌ as a magic‍ instructor, that alone‍ wasn’t enough.

To‌ truly win over⁠ Denise, the best​​ way was to‌‌⁠ gradually turn her‍‍⁠ environment.

The⁠‌ grand mansion was⁠ her domain.

Backed‍‌ by the Beltus​​‌ family, it was​​‍ a place where‌‌‍ the servants gathered‍​⁠ solely to serve‍⁠ her as their⁠ lady.

The‌ first step was‌​‌ to win over‌ the hearts of‌⁠ the servants who‍⁠ toiled year-round just​⁠‍ to support her.‍

That’s‌ why Dereck arrived⁠ at the mansion‍​ early in the​ morning, even though‍​‌ Denise wasn’t there.​

The​ first person Dereck⁠ sought out was⁠ the gatekeeper of‍⁠ the grand mansion.‍

“Please‌ take it easy.‌​⁠ With the increasingly‌‌‌ extreme temperature changes,‌‍⁠ you need to‌‍ stay warm to‌ avoid health issues.”​​⁠

“Oh,⁠⁠ such a fine‌ tea… Thank you.⁠​‌ You’re the magic‍‍ instructor who came⁠‌‍ to teach Miss‌‍⁠ Denise, aren’t you?”‌

“Yes.​​‍ The young lady⁠‌‍ is away, so‌⁠ it’s a bit‌ more relaxed here.”‌‌‌

“Haha…⁠ An uneducated man⁠‍ like me certainly‌‍‍ has a different‌⁠ spirit than her.⁠ Though we’re both​ commoners, the difference‌​‍ is stark… Still,​‌ please take good‌‌ care of the⁠​‍ young miss. She‍‌‌ may seem unmotivated,‌ but she has​⁠‌ a kind heart.”​

“Of​ course. I’m here‍ to serve Miss​⁠ Denise, so I must remain loyal​‍‌ to my duty.”⁠‌‍

And⁠ so, that day,⁠​ until Denise returned,‌‌ he shared tea​‍‌ and mundane stories‌ with the mansion’s​ gatekeeper.

That⁠ evening, after lessons​⁠ were over, under⁠‌ the pretext that‍ there was liquor⁠ available, he invited​ the gatekeeper out‌‌ to drink at⁠​‌ the seaside dock.​‌​ Hence, he occasionally‍ drank with the‌⁠ gatekeeper.

Next,⁠ he discussed the‌‌ flavor of food‍⁠ with the mansion’s⁠ chef and butler.​‍

Dereck‌ spent whole days‍ in the cultural⁠ corridor’s library, studying‌‍ various ingredients and​ culinary cultures.

While⁠​ walking down the⁠ hall, he would⁠ talk in-depth about​​‌ the ingredients used‍⁠‌ in that day’s⁠‌ meal and debate‍ the depth of‍‍‍ flavor they brought.​‌⁠

From‍​ time to time,‍ Dereck would bring​ rare ingredients from‌‌‌ the market to‍⁠‍ the chef, cook‍⁠ delicious dishes together,⁠‍ or even serve⁠​ them to Denise.⁠‍

When‍ Denise praised the‍‍‌ flavor of the⁠ food, the chef,‍‍ wearing a satisfied‌ expression, would hug​ Dereck in the​‍ kitchen.

Seeing‍ Dereck slowly immerse‌​‍ himself in the‌⁠‍ culinary world, the‌‌ chef would passionately​​ lecture—spitting as he‍ talked—about the difference⁠​⁠ in sweetness between‍⁠ fruits from the⁠ western continent and​​ the northeast, and‍​ explain for over​⁠⁠ thirty minutes how​⁠ the direction of‍ an ingredient’s cut‍ affected how the‌⁠ sauce soaked in.‍

Dereck‍ listened to all​⁠​ these stories with‌⁠⁠ great interest.

He​ also discussed the⁠​ flora of the‍ southwestern continent with⁠⁠ the gardener whenever‌​ he had the​‌‌ chance.

He​⁠‌ spent entire days‍ reading books about‍ plants and ecology⁠ to build a basic foundation. He⁠ couldn’t amass the‍​ knowledge of an‌ expert just by⁠​ reading a few⁠‍ books, but at​‌ least he could⁠⁠​ pretend to be​‍​ someone worth talking​ to and learning‌ from.

Having​⁠‍ worked for several‍‌​ noble families, befriending​‍‍ the servants was‍⁠‍ no problem. Understanding⁠‌‌ their hardships, he‌​ empathized with them,​ occasionally helped with‌⁠‍ washing or cleaning,‍ and shared delicious⁠‌‌ food in the​ kitchen—soon earning warm‍‍ smiles whenever they‍ saw him.

It‌ was easy to​⁠ get along with‌⁠ the seed vendors​ and guards. They‍‌⁠ were fascinated by​ the rugged lifestyle‍‌ of mercenaries. They⁠​‍ listened eagerly to‌‌ Dereck’s stories of‌ slaying monsters in⁠⁠ various labyrinths.

The‍ butler was the‍ hardest to crack,⁠ but once he⁠ realized Dereck’s main‍‌ goal was to​⁠​ rehabilitate Denise, he⁠ even came to‌‍ Dereck’s lounge first‍​ to share stories​ about the mansion’s‍‍​ history.

“Miss‌​ Denise! Mr. Dereck‍‌ has arrived…! He⁠ brought a lot‌ of good ingredients​ today! Is seafood⁠‌ okay for dinner?‍‌​ I’ll cook with‍‍⁠ no restraints!”

“Oh,‍​​ Dereck. Poor man.⁠⁠ You’ve been working‍​​ hard since morning.⁠⁠‍ Rest a bit.”‌

“Mr.‌‌ Dereck, I’ve already⁠​‍ mended the clothes⁠⁠‌ you mentioned last‍⁠ time. They were⁠⁠ really helpful for‍‌⁠ training the apprentice​‍‍ servants.”

Before​‌‍ long, the mansion’s‌​⁠ gatekeeper was laughing‌‌ heartily while hugging‌ Dereck, the servants‌‌ welcomed him warmly,‍‍ and the butler‌‍‍ smiled in satisfaction.⁠‍

The‌ gardener spread good⁠ words about the​​ man, saying he‌​⁠ was truly honorable,‌​⁠ and some clumsy⁠‌ apprentice servants blushed‍​ whenever he passed‍ by.

“…He’s‍‌⁠ more sociable than‌⁠⁠ I thought. But⁠‌‌ of course, to​ stand out in​‌‌ the harsh mercenary‍⁠ world, you need⁠ sharp insight into⁠​‌ people and wisdom…”‍​

“No…​​ Bella… Still, it’s‍‌‌ strange how quickly⁠‍ he integrated into⁠ the mansion… Could‌‍ he be using​ magic or deception?”⁠‍⁠

“…Well,‍‍ it’s true Mr.‌ Dereck himself is‌ a substantial person.‍ Though as a mentor, he can‍⁠ be tough.”

“Uh…”​​⁠

Denise⁠​⁠ lay on her​ back in bed,‍​ enduring the pain‌ that tormented her‍‍ body.

Since​⁠‌ lunchtime, Dereck had‌​‍ stopped training and⁠‌ gone out to​ talk with the⁠ servants.

Though‍ he hadn’t been​ appointed instructor for⁠⁠ long, his reputation‌​⁠ among the staff​‍ had already skyrocketed.‍‌

Of‌​ course, this goodwill‌‌‌ wasn’t gained for​‌‌ free.

He⁠ had spent his‍​‌ own money on‌‌‌ various gifts, and‍ though busy with⁠‌ magic training, he​‌‍ studied people’s interests,‍⁠⁠ listened to them,‌⁠ and helped late‌​ into the night​ when needed—slowly building⁠ relationships. All of‌‌ this was the‍ result of time⁠⁠⁠ and effort invested.‍‌

Most​⁠⁠ importantly, there was‌⁠ an insurmountable gap⁠‌ between Denise and⁠​‌ Dereck. Denise was‌ a high-ranking noble,‍‌‌ someone to approach‍​ cautiously, while Dereck‌⁠ was a commoner‌‌ who had risen‌⁠ from nothing.

It‍‍ was obvious whom‌ the servants would‍⁠ feel more comfortable‌ with.

“So⁠ what… It’s not⁠‌‌ strange to socialize‍‍‍ with the servants,‌ right?”

“Yes,‌⁠​ but… I feel‍⁠​ uneasy. That mercenary​ is straightforward and⁠ indifferent; he wouldn’t‍ flatter without a reason… So there‌⁠ must be a motive behind his⁠‍ actions. Surely… it’s⁠⁠​ a tactic to‌‌‌ trap me…”

“…”‌​

“Bella…‌ you mustn’t… be‍​ deceived by the⁠‍‍ unknown intentions of​⁠ that mercenary.”

Bella‌‍ quietly rested her⁠​‍ chin on her​ hand, daydreaming.

It‍ was true Dereck⁠ had always been⁠⁠ kind to Bella.⁠ The magic instructors‌‍ who came to‌ the mansion were‍⁠ usually arrogant and⁠⁠⁠ proud, treating the‌⁠​ servants poorly, so​ his refreshing demeanor​‌ was a welcome‌⁠ change.

He‌‌ would help Bella​​​ clean artworks using​‍​ a soft breeze‌​ spell, and when‍⁠ she had trouble⁠ cleaning supplies late‌‌ at night, he‍‌‍ would nonchalantly step​ in to help⁠⁠ her carry them.​

It⁠ might seem like‍​‍ a blatant attempt​ to win favor,​‍ but it was‌‍ hard to believe‌‍ someone as respected⁠‌ as Dereck would⁠​‌ try to win⁠‌ over low-ranking servants…⁠ After all, he‍​‍ simply helped without⁠ seeking praise and​ moved on with‍‍‌ his tasks.

“…Could​ he really be​ a good person?”​⁠​

“Bella…⁠⁠ you too…!”

Before​ she knew it,‍​ Dereck had completely⁠‍ infiltrated Denise’s household.⁠‍ Getting rid of‍⁠‌ him was becoming​​ increasingly difficult.

It‌ was hard to⁠‍⁠ understand this side⁠ of him when‍ she only saw​​⁠ him buried in​‌‍ magic in a dirty cave. Dereck‍ was already skilled‌‌ in social maneuvering.​​‍ Much of it‍ was influenced by‍​‍ the tavern owner,‍ Jayden, who could‍ handle any guest⁠​​ with ease.

Denise⁠​ felt herself slowly‌​ being pulled under‌‍ his control.

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