My Presumed Fiancé, Who I Thought Was Around 120 Years Old and Whose Face I Didn’t Know, Turned Out To Be a Transcendent Beauty – Chapter 10

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝟎: 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐤

‘Before that, I need to do something about my living situation’

Although she had been allowed to stay safely, if she were to sleep in a castle that had not been cleaned or maintained like this, she would undoubtedly fall ill.

Eugene might have some kind of immunity as a mage, but Mabel didn’t have such a convenient thing.

“Alright, cleaning it is then.”

As Mabel left Eugene’s room and headed towards the stairs, she opened the windows one by one along the hallway.

Perhaps they had not been opened for a long time, as rust fell off with each pull. But every time she opened a window, fresh air flowed in, making her feel a little better.

Mabel went downstairs and searched for cleaning tools. She hadn’t noticed it before, but she saw a smaller door under the stairs.

Opening it, she found a staircase leading to the basement. As she cautiously descended, she found herself in a dark space with no light. It seemed to be a warehouse.

Looking around for something to use as a light source, she stepped into the room and heard a thud from somewhere.

She saw that a candle, which had been mounted on the wall, had lit itself. She didn’t understand the principle behind it, but perhaps this was the power of magic.

Looking around the warehouse again, she saw unopened packages, wooden boxes, and various branches piled up in a messy state.

There were also some open boxes with many cans inside. It seemed that Eugene ate these regularly. 

While sweeping away spider webs, Mabel pulled out mops, rags, and brooms. 

She carried them out with difficulty and lined them up in the first-floor hall. Mabel was satisfied; a sense of accomplishment filled her. At that moment, Eugene appeared out of nowhere and watched her back from the second floor.

He remarked in a soft voice, “There are spider webs stuck to you.”

“What?! Where?!” 

Mabel panicked and brushed her hair. Eugene couldn’t help but laugh.

Mabel glared at Eugene fiercely as she turned around to face him. 

‘Watch me, I’ll definitely find your weakness and use it against you!’

She took a deep breath and tied a handkerchief she had brought with her around her mouth. Holding a broom in her right hand, she went upstairs like a soldier heading to the battlefield.

However, the situation in each room was so bad that even her determination began to waver. 

“How could it be left like this…”

The second-floor rooms, which should have been locked, were all open for some reason. Perhaps Eugene was testing or amusing Mabel. 

Mabel thought it was convenient and barged into the room. She instantly frowned at the bed of white dust that had accumulated on the windows that had probably been closed for years. She also noticed the presence of towels that were very likely not changed for a long time.

However, there was no one to listen to her complaints. 

Mabel reluctantly replaced the air in the room and threw the bed sheets out into the hallway. She decided to clean at least one room thoroughly. It wasn’t much of a problem compared to her usual work in the castle.

“Phew, it’s starting to look better.”

After two hours of cleaning, Mabel wiped the sweat off her forehead with satisfaction.

The floor was spotless, the curtains were removed and the windows were open. Since the bed had no sheets, Mabel had brought a blanket to lay on it. She also hung a towel that she had brought on the rack. In front of the carefully polished vanity that she had excavated from the trash, Mabel smiled happily.

(For now, let’s make this my room.)

She would get Eugene’s approval later. Next, she had to do the laundry and clean the kitchen.

Mabel hurriedly left her temporary room. 

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