Head Butler of the Fallen Villainess-Chapter 68 - 15th Days (3) | S-Rank Bed (4)

The outer ring of the magic circles continued to glow brighter, shifting its color from crimson to pinkish, and then slowly... to light green, signifying the mana residue from the feathers now flowing into each and every one of them...!

Without a word, Sebas reached into his coat and pulled out a solid block of Black Iron—a special metal favored by alchemists for its ability to contain and stabilize mana with ease.

With practiced ease, he placed it at one of the centers of the formation.

The moment the Black Iron touched the ground, the magic circle reacted—its glow pulsing as the mana began to flow more rapidly through the maze-like lines, converging toward the metal. Slowly but surely, the Black Iron started to hum faintly, absorbing the concentrated mana pouring into it.

Without missing a beat, Sebas repeated the motion—pulling out more Black Iron from his coat and placing one at the center of each magic circle, the same pulsing reaction following every time.

"Wow...!"

"...So this is how you extract mana, huh..."

Bella and Martha watched with bated breath as the glowing circle grew brighter by the second—along with the feathers, which reacted in the same way, surrounded by an ethereal glow.

Their mistress, Anastasia, watched in silent awe as so many magic circles activated at once—captivated by their existence on a whole other level.

Unlike her two servants, Anastasia understood how complex these magic circles truly were. Crafting one required painstaking precision—one wrong line, and the entire thing could blow up in your face.

And these circles? They were on an entirely different level of difficulty.

These magic circle formations were, in fact, the advanced version of the ’mana-extraction’ formation—as she had mentioned before.

She’d learned this advanced formation in her arcana classes at the academy, but seeing it in action... was an entirely different matter.

’...Multiple extractions all at once...’

This formation wasn’t limited to drawing mana from a single source—it could extract from multiple objects simultaneously. Efficient, large-scale, and... notoriously difficult to construct.

"Sir Sebas...?" She hesitated for a moment before finally asking, "How... did you draw all of these?"

"Hmm? Yeah, I did."

"T-Truly...?!" She blurted out, a bit taken aback not just by the revelation but also by how nonchalant he was about it. "S-since when...?"

"Last night."

"L-last night?! And all by yourself?!"

"Yeah?" He answered back, raising an eyebrow at her apparent shock.

Anastasia was truly quite astonished by this butler’s sheer audacity; amazed that a man of his caliber was capable of constructing such delicate formations—!

But then she remembered.

This was Him.

The most resourceful butler that she’d ever known... though maybe he was second to another butler she’d known in terms of being resourceful, he was still quite resourceful in regards to many unexpected things.

"...Outrageous. Simply... outrageous," she couldn’t help but voice her disbelief, "you’re truly one of a kind, Sir Sebas. To be able to construct these many magic circles all by yourself... simply outrageous... and quite frankly amazing of you."

"Hahaha~, I’m glad you are impressed by my handiwork, Lady Ana," he said with a playful chuckle, "but... I didn’t really do much, honestly."

"Huh...? W-what do you mean, Sir Sebas? These are pretty amazing works that you have done. I couldn’t be more impressed as a fellow mage myself."

"I’m glad that you feel that way, my lady, but... really," the butler reached behind him—and pulled out a humongous wooden board out of thin air, "it’s not that hard to make~."

It was not just a wooden board—it was a wooden board with cutouts in the middle... resembling the magic circles they were using right now, complete with the intricate maze-like structure.

"Because I just traced them~," he said casually, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

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"...Y-you... traced... them...?"

Her voice cracked slightly, eyes twitching, and mouth agape.

All those words of praise... wasted on a stencil.

For all her admiration and amazement—he had simply traced them like a child following a coloring book.

Anastasia felt her face grow warm as a surge of embarrassment hit her.

’Unbelievable... I really wasted all that praise for this?!’

And to make matters worse, the butler stood there with his usual carefree smile, as if nothing about this situation was even remotely unusual.

On the other side, Bella and Martha exchanged glances. Disbelief was evident on their faces, but another part of them was completely numb—desensitized by the butler’s antics.

The very idea of using a magic circle stencil was ridiculous enough. But the fact that he actually had one...

At this point, it wasn’t really a surprise for them.

"Where do you even get an actual cutout stencil of this, Sir Butler?" Martha inquired, narrowing her eyes suspiciously.

"Oh, I bought them from a friend of mine~."

"From a friend, huh..."

Yup, it wasn’t really surprising for both the knight and even the maid of Anastasia. Though it made them wonder just how many friends this butler really had to possess such conveniently useful items...

Suddenly, Sebas clapped his hands together, drawing their attention back to him.

"Well, ladies, this whole extraction process will take about... hmm, maybe half a day. So... let’s prepare the other component of the bed~."

He then shifted his gaze toward Bella, startling the blonde maid.

"Y-yes, w-what is it...?"

"Miss Bella, would you mind helping me with something?"

"Eh—h-helping, you say...?" She blinked rapidly, trying to process his sudden request. "O-of course not. I’m happy to help! B-but... what do you need help for, Sir Sebas?"

"It’s really simple, really," he said, flashing his usual relaxed smile, "since we already got the whole feather filling going through the last process... I’ll need your assistance in making the ACTUAL cloth for the bed~. You’re up for it, right?"

"A-ah, of course! I’ll do my best, Sir Sebas!" She straightened up, eager to accept the task.

"Good answer, Miss Maid. Let’s not waste any time, then~."

With that, Sebas turned on his heel and strode off, leaving Anastasia and Martha behind. Bella hurried after him, still flustered but determined.

Anastasia, on the other hand, remained frozen in place—her mind still struggling to process everything she had just witnessed... and the sheer embarrassment of being impressed for nothing.

Martha, watching the current state of her mistress, sighed softly, shaking her head before stepping closer. "…Shall we return inside, My Lady?"

"…Yes, let’s do that..."