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With every passing day, Yvette’s patience grew thinner. Despite joining this “Deliverance”, it definitely wasn’t living up to its name. After all, rather than delivering her from a life of poverty and being forced to work for people who had never seen hardship a day in their lives, here she was, doing their laundry. She had literally fought in their battles and defeated their enemies, yet she was still relegated to do chores like the peasant she clearly was. Some of these nobles needed a swift kick in the pants. Yvette would certainly consider it if doing so wouldn’t result in her having to wash said pants. The least they could do was say thank you. It wasn’t like she, or anyone else relegated to chore duty, was their servants or anything. Even if they were, it would kill the damn nobles for some appreciation! Then again, it often felt like the others lacking a noble title treated her like the hired help, too. Gray would often leave his own work behind to butt into someone else’s