Reincarnated Maid is About To Be Captured by All Players

"No, Rifa, one night isn't enough to get from Ende to Reunion."

I grasped Sigrdrífa's wrist, my nails leaving crescent-shaped marks on her pale skin. However, Sigrdrífa seemed to have just snapped back to reality. Elves were naturally beautiful, and they cherished their bodies more than ordinary races.

"Hmph... How pathetic... I swore to protect Anna, but now I can only watch helplessly as Anna gets stolen away by that detestable guy..."

Sigrdrífa laughed self-mockingly. This wasn't anyone's fault, none of us had the power to change the current situation.

"I should have gone to Reunion earlier. If I had gone earlier, perhaps I could have already killed Duke Borgia, and Anna wouldn't have to..."

"Rifa is too worried about me."

"Of all people, it has to be that guy! How could I not worry!"

"I'll protect myself, Rifa. Remember what I told you? I want to find a master I truly wish to serve."

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"If Lord Enrique isn't the master I desire, I won't stay with him permanently. Besides, we still don't know what kind of demands Lord Enrique will make."

"That guy has no right to be Anna's master... Even if it means returning the sacred beast's horn, I'd never accept it..."

Sigrdrífa clenched her fists again. If expressed in terms of affection points, Sigrdrífa's feelings toward Enrique were probably negative one hundred.

I hadn't expected Sigrdrífa would be willing to give up the sacred beast's horn for my sake... My heart warmed slightly.

"If Lord Enrique truly demands me, I might have to temporarily leave Lily's side for a while. Rifa, could I ask you... to take care of Lily?"

There were no towns outside Duke Obi's territory. Carol Cat was an adventurer after all and couldn't stay on the Lemoria continent all day, and the same went for Anna's Support Group. If Chris decided to crash the wedding, Sigrdrífa was the only person I could rely on.

"Anna, you're doing it again..."

Sigrdrífa's shoulders slumped dejectedly.

"At least care about yourself a little more, Anna?"

"Uh... do I seem like I don't care...?"

"Of course you do." Sigrdrífa seemed quite dissatisfied. "You're about to be abducted by an evil adventurer, yet you don't seem to mind at all."

Because worrying about these things wouldn't change anything, my habit was to maintain an optimistic attitude as much as possible. No one would like a servant with a sour face.

Not caring about myself... hmm, I felt like I was being criticized by Sigrdrífa. Perhaps Sigrdrífa didn't want to see me willingly accept Enrique's conditions.

Although I didn't hate Enrique as much as Sigrdrífa did, he wasn't the master I desired, and I could recognize that clearly.

"Don't worry, Rifa. I have my own principles and won't sacrifice everything unconditionally."

"No good... Anna looks exactly like the type that makes people want to bully her! My head is full of scenes of that guy and Anna with full mosaics—how can I feel at ease!"

How quickly did you manage to imagine several gigabytes worth of content?!

"I can even imagine that, given that guy's vile character, he might capture me and then take Anna's purity with the sacred beast's horn right in front of me, saying 'The unicorn that's close to virgins actually took Anna's first time! Moon elf, how do you feel now?'... Perverted Enrique!"

I somehow got the illusion that Enrique's reputation was being unfairly damaged.

This was supposed to be a wholesome game after all, so I didn't think there would be such twisted plot developments.

As if to pour out all her bitterness, Sigrdrífa spent a full ten minutes badmouthing Enrique. Fortunately, she seemed to have also given up on the reckless plan of going to Reunion Castle to assassinate Duke Borgia.

"Tomorrow I absolutely won't show myself in front of him. I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself."

The more Sigrdrífa thought about it, the angrier she became. If she saw Enrique tomorrow, she'd probably really slash at him with her blade. Since adventurers could revive anyway, there wouldn't be any psychological burden from cutting him a few times.

"Tomorrow I'll hide in the crowd and reduce my presence. I don't want to be noticed by that guy... Hmm..."

As Sigrdrífa spoke, she seemed to think of something.

"Anna, if that guy really demands that you become his servant, would you become his follower?"

"No, I can only become a follower of an adventurer whose affection is at maximum value. Without meeting that condition, I have no way to acknowledge a master myself."

"So you'd only have a verbal agreement?"

"I think we'd probably sign a contract document."

"Contract document?"

It was a popular item in the human kingdoms' world. The elven side might use it less frequently.

"Does Rifa know about assassins?"

"Assassination organizations, right."

"Yes, when nobles hire assassins to carry out work, they basically sign contract documents that stipulate the executing assassin absolutely cannot leak secrets, as well as the punishment conditions if secrets are leaked. Contract documents are that kind of thing—they can stipulate conditions with binding effects, but the contract document must be displayed when used."

The game's contract document settings had to be established on the premise that both parties were willing, and couldn't involve actions that violated human rights. The so-called binding effects were mostly used for situations like hired assassins betraying their employers—for example, being tempted by better conditions offered by the other side and deciding to kill their employer instead—allowing employers to protect themselves or forcibly require assassins to fulfill their agreements.

"I see... By the way, I don't think I'll be able to sleep tonight."

"That's quite a topic change..."

"Does Anna have any good methods for sleeping? For instance, the one you used on me before?"

"You mean [Cardiac Arrest]? But that's not a skill for sleeping..."

"Oh, don't worry about such details. I like the feeling of being electrocuted, okay? Teach me, teach me."

What a strange request.