Chapter 37 : Let’s Do It
Chapter 37: Let’s Do It!
Photographic Memory.
A B-rank talent.
At that moment, Lilia’s breathing completely stopped.
She felt as if all the blood in her body had rushed to her brain in an instant. Her heart pounded like a drum, and a loud buzzing filled her ears.
Photographic Memory! For someone who had to handle massive amounts of information and could lose her head at any moment from a single mistake… no, for a maid, what did this mean?
It meant she could remember every single one of Hera’s complex requirements without the slightest error!
It meant she could store the entire intricate network of power relations, personnel changes, and resource reserves of the Palace of Eternal Night in her mind, becoming a truly irreplaceable “Head Maid”!
As for the failure penalty?
To hell with it! She had to get that reward!
At this moment, all of Lilia’s fear and despair toward 007 and overwork vanished completely under the overwhelming temptation.
Her adrenaline surged.
Her eyes burst with an unprecedented brilliance.
Let’s do it!
Isn’t it just a tiny bit of documents? Isn’t it just pulling an all-nighter?
For a modern person who had survived the hell mode of university finals week, what was this?
Lilia suddenly straightened her posture. The deathly pale expression from before vanished, replaced by an almost feverish determination.
She reached out, her movements carrying a faint sense of sacred ritual, and solemnly took the scroll that Hera had pushed toward her.
She took a deep breath.
【Executor of Order】 title, activated!
【Administrative Maid】 talent, activated!
In an instant, Lilia felt as though her brain had been connected to a high-speed network—the entire world became clear.
Her thoughts, previously chaotic from fear and exhaustion, became incomparably sharp.
This feeling… damn it, it was actually a bit addictive!
Turning a nonsensical report into a logically clear, well-structured standardized document—the pleasure of creating order made her mind intensely focused, even giving rise to a hint of satisfaction.
Perhaps this was a side effect of the 【Executor of Order】 title.
One document.
Two documents.
Ten documents.
The blank sheets of papyrus beside Lilia steadily decreased, while completed audit drafts were neatly stacked into a small pile.
That mountain of scrolls that once threatened to bury her was being “devoured” bit by bit at a visible pace.
Her efficiency was astonishing.
Even she found it unbelievable.
So this was the power of skills and talents?
It felt amazing!
Lilia cheered inwardly, yet her expression remained focused and cold, like an emotionless work machine.
She had even planned ahead.
After finishing all the documents, she would perform a second round of classification and archiving based on departments and categories, and finally write a comprehensive audit report.
As long as she could obtain “Photographic Memory,” everything would be worth it!
Lilia picked up another scroll, ready to continue.
However—
That hair-raising sensation appeared without warning.
All of Lilia’s movements froze instantly.
She could even feel that gaze sliding slowly from the top of her head, across her cheek, and finally landing on the hand holding her pen.
It was Hera.
She was watching her.
Lilia’s mind buzzed as she was violently pulled out of her high-efficiency state.
Her heart contracted sharply.
What’s wrong?
Did I make a mistake somewhere?
Was I writing too loudly? Or were my movements when flipping the scroll not elegant enough?
Or… did she think I was too slow?
No, impossible—I was already exceeding my limits.
Then… why?
Lilia’s body stiffened like stone, not daring to move an inch.
She lowered her head, her gaze fixed on the papyrus before her, pretending to continue working seriously.
But her mind had already become a chaotic mess.
One second.
Two seconds.
Cold sweat slid silently down from her temple.
Her hand holding the quill began to tremble uncontrollably.
She tried to steady herself.
She used all her strength to control her muscles.
But the fear rooted deep within her soul was not something willpower could resist.
Finally—
“Pat.”
A faint sound.
A drop of ink slipped uncontrollably from the tip of her pen.
Precisely, it fell onto the audit draft she had just completed—a near-perfect one.
The black ink quickly spread across the white papyrus.
Cold sweat instantly soaked her back.
Why aren’t you scolding me? Why aren’t you punishing me? Just say something!
“Um… um… the pen broke…”
Lilia forced out a dry explanation.
The moment she said it, she wanted to slap herself.
How could a pen in Hera’s study just break so casually, idiot!!!
Lilia could clearly hear her own heartbeat pounding wildly from fear, along with the buzzing of blood rushing to her head.
It’s over. Am I going to be disposed of as an idiot by Her Majesty the Queen?
Behind her, Hera finally moved.
There were no footsteps.
Lilia only felt a massive shadow envelop her completely. That familiar cold fragrance, carrying a hint of frost and roses, suddenly approached the back of her neck.
All the hairs on Lilia’s body stood on end instantly.
Then—
A hand.
A hand much colder than her current body temperature, with a jade-like cool touch, covered the back of her hand that held the quill.
The hand wasn’t particularly forceful, yet it was like an immovable mountain, suppressing all her trembling and struggling thoughts.
Lilia’s body completely froze.
“Too shaky.”
The cold voice sounded almost against her ear, sending a fine shiver through her.
Hera gave her no time to react. The hand covering hers tightened slightly.
An irresistible force came, controlling her wrist, her fingers, guiding the ink-stained pen tip back above the papyrus.
What… what is this?
Lilia’s mind went blank.
Then, she watched helplessly as her hand—under Hera’s control—moved.
It was an extremely strange sensation.
Her arm was clearly still hers, yet every subtle movement, every turn, every degree of force was completely beyond her control.
Hera’s power—precise, steady, and carrying a cold elegance—flowed through her hand into the pen tip.
The pen glided across the papyrus with unbelievable smoothness.
One complex character after another appeared on the page in a style Lilia had never seen before—sharp yet magnificent.
Without the slightest pause.
Without the smallest flaw.
It was as if… this wasn’t writing, but a perfect artistic creation.
【Ding!】
【Detected ultra-intimate contact: ‘Control-Type Guidance’ from the Queen!】
【Host Feminization Index +3!】
【Due to Queen Hera’s direct magic interference, temporary state unlocked: ‘Queen’s Handwriting (Imitation)’! Host’s writing ability will be greatly enhanced temporarily and can imitate Hera’s handwriting!】
Lilia’s heart jumped violently.
She looked at the line of text on the paper—like a work of art—then at the ugly ink blot she had just made. A mixture of shame, fear, and a strange sense of awe exploded in her chest.
This… this works too?
What kind of divine teaching is this?! “Hand-in-hand” doesn’t even begin to describe it—this is practically possession!
At that moment, Hera released her hand.
The cold force controlling her vanished instantly. Lilia’s hand went limp, and the quill nearly slipped from her grasp.
Only then did she realize her palm was drenched in cold sweat, sticky and uncomfortable.
“Did you understand?” Hera stepped back half a step, her voice devoid of emotion.
“I… I understood.” Lilia stammered, her mind still not fully freed from that state of complete control.
“Very good.”