Head Butler of the Fallen Villainess-Chapter 67 - 15th Days (2) | S-Rank Bed (3)

"So... are we leaving these feathers to dry in the sun, Sir Sebas?" Bella asked curiously, brushing her damp hands on her apron.

The feathers had been laid bare on a drying cloth on the open field; the sun shone these glistering feathers.

Sebas simply shook his head, his ever-cheerful smile never fading.

"Well, we could do just that, but... I’ve got a better idea~."

Without further explanation, he whistled sharply—and his slime pets wriggled into view, eager as always.

"I’ll have these fellows of ours draw out the moisture~."

"Ah! It’s the Joe Brothers~!" Bella exclaimed happily at the sight of the slimes, which jiggled in delight at the maid’s excitement.

"T-the Joe Brothers...?" Martha muttered in disbelief, struggling to understand her fellow aide’s bizarre naming sense for the butler’s slime pets.

The butler himself didn’t seem to mind at all—he merely laughed heartily before addressing his gelatinous companions with authority.

"Listen up, Joe Brothers!" he called out, and the slimes immediately straightened themselves—mimicking the disciplined stance of an army soldier. "You will all absorb every last drop of moisture from these feathers without damaging a single one! Is that clear?"

The slimes jiggled enthusiastically in response, saluting in their own wobbly way.

And with that, they swarmed the feathers, their jelly-like bodies carefully wrapping around the damp plumes...

With a soft squelch, they absorbed every last drop of water, leaving the feathers dry and fluffy!

The slimes worked fast—faster than any of them expected.

One after another, more and more damp feathers were dried to perfection, their soft, fluffy texture restored without losing any of the mana infused within them.

The faint shimmer along the edges only confirmed the success of the butler’s yet another unconventional method.

"...Wow," Anastasia muttered under her breath, eyes widening slightly.

Despite her earlier doubts about these jiggly creatures, the slimes—strange as they were—had certainly proven themselves useful.

Even her knight, Martha, who had been watching with crossed arms, a hint of skepticism on her face... couldn’t deny the efficiency these tamed monsters under the butler’s command were showing.

"...I suppose they’re not just squishy freeloaders after all," she admitted grudgingly, finding these slimes to be a bit... endearing.

Bella, as expected, practically beamed with pride at the ’Joe Brothers.’

"Good job, everyone~!" she cheered, clapping her hands together like a proud mother.

Sebas followed suit, his smile warm as he addressed his slime companions, but his tone carried the weight of a commanding officer praising his loyal soldiers.

"Excellent work, Joe Brothers. You’ve done us proud today~!"

The slimes, as if understanding the praise given by these two humans, wobbled and jiggled in unison—clearly delighted.

But rather than lingering for more admiration, they soon scattered in all directions, disappearing back to whatever mysterious tasks the head butler seemingly had assigned them across Anastasia’s region.

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And just like that… the four humans were left alone, standing before a mountain of dry, purified feathers.

Anastasia stepped closer, reaching down to pick up a handful of them.

The light pink feathers were so soft—almost ethereal in her grasp. It was hard to believe these were the same dense, crimson plumes from last night.

"So… these are the ones we’re using for the feather bed, I presume?" she asked, her curiosity piqued.

With how weightless they were now, she could already imagine the possibilities that could be applied to them.

And, of course, one such possibility was the planned bed. She already imagined in her mind what could be a floating bed above the ground—like some sort of magical floating item.

Sebas gave a satisfied nod, a glint of amusement in his eyes from seeing how intrigued his mistress was.

"Indeed, my lady~. In their current state, they’re already perfect for crafting a bed. But..."

His voice trailed off, the hint of a playful smile curling on his lips.

"...But?"

"...We could do more with them~!"

"Really...?!"

The redhead noble was visibly intrigued, even more curious about what this butler of hers was suggesting.

"Yup. While we could leave some of them as they are for certain uses, I have other plans for the rest of these feathers~," he answered, his tone teasingly mysterious.

The redhead raised an eyebrow at the butler’s cryptic words. "Other plans, Sir Sebas?"

"Mm~. You’ll see soon enough," Sebas smoothly dodged the question as he turned on his heel. "For now... why don’t we move on to the next step~?"

Without waiting for a response, he gestured for them to follow him to a nearby open field... and led them toward a large wooden board nearby.

"Hmm? What is that?" Bella was the first to voice the strange finding.

At first glance, it seemed like nothing more than an oversized board... but as they drew closer, something caught their attention.

Magic circles. Many of them, in fact. Several of them—etched across the surface in an intricate, interconnected pattern.

They were naturally confused by the existence of these magic circles—even more so by their appearance.

Unlike ordinary enchantment circles they’d seen used by most mages, these formations resembled... a maze, with each path winding and curling into the next until they converged into a large central circle.

"What... is this?" Martha questioned, her brows furrowing in confusion.

Bella tilted her head, equally confused as her fellow aide. "I-I’ve never seen magic circles like these before either..."

But for their mistress, Anastasia... she understood quickly.

Her sharp gaze swept over the formation again—connecting the dots as realization struck.

"This is… a mana-gathering formation!" she exclaimed, her gaze shifted to the butler with sharp curiosity. "You’re planning to extract the magic from the feathers, aren’t you?"

"Sharp as always, my lady~," Sebas chuckled softly, tipping his head in approval. "That’s right... and with this formation, we’ll be able to harness and store the residual mana for future use~!"

Sebas clapped his hands together and then suddenly the very air around them began to shifted, surprising everyone present!

"Now then~," he said, stepping closer to the board. "Let’s begin the extraction process, shall we?"

With a flick of his wrist, a handful of the feathers from nearby drying cloth came to them and then planted themselves at the edge of the circles!

The magic circles flared to life—pulsing with a soft, crimson glow.