I Became the Wife of the Hero Who Killed Me - Chapter 125

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#Episode 125

 

“I heard you were looking for me.”

 

“Why bring up something from so long ago now?”

 

The response that came back was sharp.

 

‘This is exactly why I didn’t want to come.’

 

Nigel swallowed another sigh and continued speaking.

 

“You know well what my position is in the Imperial Court. His Majesty only listens to my advice when he needs it, and even then, if it doesn’t please him, he dismisses me immediately.”

 

“….”

 

In truth, Nigel couldn’t have been pleased with Imperial Father’s rampage either.

 

When he learned that during his absence, the Emperor had freely released the Ministers of the Holy See, Duke and Duchess Lombard, and even the Citizens from the Quarantine Zone, his anger had reached the top of his head.

 

However, Nigel was still merely a Prince, not yet the Crown Prince.

 

Though it seemed similar, there was a clear difference.

 

“You don’t know how much effort I put into trying to change His Majesty’s mind.”

 

In fact, he had been working hard to rally his own forces so as not to be unilaterally defeated by the Emperor.

 

It was Rosalind now, but he might be next.

 

This was the reason Nigel had been incredibly busy recently without a moment to spare, but Rosalind seemed to have her anger somewhat appeased by his words.

 

“You’re my only sibling who shares my blood, Rosie.”

 

“….”

 

“If even you leave for Pavia, I’ll have to endure this Imperial Court all alone. We siblings don’t have much time left together, so are you planning to let it slip away so meaninglessly?”

 

Rosalind, who had been avoiding his gaze all along, finally raised her head.

 

Her eyes looking up at Nigel were blazing.

 

“Elder Brother. Do you cherish me?”

 

“Of course.”

 

“If Elder Brother cannot produce an heir, if by any chance such a thing happens, could you pass the Empire to the Child I bear?”

 

“There’s Joseph.”

 

“How can you guarantee that a mere six-year-old Child will safely reach adulthood?”

 

“Lady Mariana might give birth again.”

 

The Empress was still in her thirties, so the possibility of pregnancy was fully open.

 

Seeing how she had difficulty giving birth to her first Child, Joseph, and had no news since then, she seemed to have a constitution that made pregnancy difficult, but it wasn’t entirely impossible either.

 

As if she had expected Nigel’s answer, Rosalind muttered.

 

“I just need to make sure that old fox can never bear another Child.”

 

“Rosalind.”

 

“I need Elder Brother’s help. Get me Poison.”

 

“Poison? What are you suddenly talking about?”

 

Nigel already knew everything.

 

Through Rosalind’s Maids, he had heard everything from how she had suddenly come to harbor hostility toward the Empress, to the fact that she had decided to feed her Poison.

 

But he pretended not to know and asked evasively.

 

Then Rosalind clung to Nigel’s collar.

 

“The poison that made Elisia infertile! The infertility drug that His Majesty had Lady Olden feed to Elisia!!”

 

“….”

 

“Seeing how she hasn’t conceived despite being so close with the Duke, it must be effective. I’m going to feed it to Mariana. You said if we increase the dosage, feeding it just once would be enough, right?”

 

“I don’t know, Rosalind. This doesn’t seem like a good method.”

 

At his seemingly earnest dissuasion, she brushed his hand away and rose from the vanity.

 

Nigel followed after her.

 

“Rosalind.”

 

“I can’t live with this injustice!! Being banished to distant Pavia, am I supposed to miserably watch the people who made me this way live happily?!”

 

“It’s not that I don’t understand your feelings. I’m just worried we might get caught.”

 

“I’ll take full responsibility. We won’t get caught, but even if we do, Elder Brother’s name will never come up.”

 

Rosalind’s gleaming eyes had already reached a point of no return.

 

Biting her lips, she muttered ominously.

 

“That woman must suffer the same pain as me. That would be fair. To drive Mariana to despair, I could even sell my soul.”

 

“….”

 

“There’s a banquet at the Grand Cathedral tomorrow night. The Empress’s quarters are heavily guarded, so that’s the only opportunity. I have to leave the Imperial Capital soon. Help me, please….”

 

In truth, the existence of Mariana and Joseph was the greatest risk for Nigel as well.

 

The Baldin royal family had traditionally struggled with heirs, and he was considering the possibility that he might have no descendants.

 

Then eventually he would have no choice but to compete for power with Joseph, the next in line for succession.

 

Moreover, if Mariana bore another child, there was the possibility that a new political faction could form with her and the children as the center.

 

If Rosalind would take care of it for him, this would be the most wonderful farewell gift his sister could give him.

 

“Alright. I’ll tell you the prescription for the infertility drug.”

 

“Really?!”

 

“Send someone trustworthy to the pharmacy. And don’t buy the medicine from one place – you need to get different types from separate locations.”

 

“I know that much!”

 

Rosalind’s face immediately brightened at Nigel’s response.

 

She wrote down the prescription that Nigel dictated to her, then immediately had a lady-in-waiting go obtain the ingredients.

 

And in case she might need to use it at the Pavia court, she wrote down the same contents before forgetting and hid it deep in her drawer.

 

* * *

 

“Phew, today was another fulfilling day!”

 

I was on my way back to the townhouse after cleaning out my sixth poorhouse, one per day.

 

My body was tired, but mentally I felt tremendously fulfilled.

 

First, there was the pride of doing good deeds, I’d earned the cool nickname “Corner Killer,” and I didn’t have to donate my precious gold coins… no, cancel that last part.

 

Anyway, having been away from bed for so long, my blood-bed concentration had already hit rock bottom.

 

Eager to rest, I urged the coachman to hurry back to the townhouse.

 

“Ta-da, guess who’s here!”

 

“….”

 

I rushed inside before Gareth could even open the door for me.

 

But the atmosphere in the mansion was unusual.

 

Normally, Edwin would have rushed out to greet me as soon as I arrived, embracing me and saying I had worked hard today.

 

But today, for some reason, Edwin was nowhere to be seen and only the servants came out, reading the atmosphere cautiously.

 

It looked as if they had been waiting for me to arrive.

 

Even Berry, who always smiled brightly, was awkwardly rolling her eyes around, which made me guess that something had happened.

 

“What’s wrong?”

 

“An urgent letter arrived earlier this evening. But after the master read the contents, he became truly furious.”

 

“What, Edwin got angry? Who sent the letter?”

 

“I don’t know either. But Gilbert was urgently called to the study, and after that there was a lot of shouting.”

 

“That’s right.”

 

The servants standing behind Berry nodded in agreement.

 

“It seems like the situation will only calm down if Madam steps in.”

 

“I understand for now…”

 

I roughly threw off my coat and went upstairs.

 

The corridor shrouded in darkness was as quiet as a tomb.

 

Feeling an ominous premonition, I hurriedly knocked on the study door.

 

“Honey, may I come in?”

 

“…Please don’t come in.”

 

After a brief silence, a suppressed voice returned.

 

Even though I had brought out the pet name I had been saving, receiving such a cold response only strengthened my conviction that I couldn’t leave him alone like this, whatever had happened.

 

If you’re lovers, you should face any difficulty together.

 

I sent the servants who had followed me back downstairs and opened the door.

 

“Edwin, are you okay?”

 

“…”

 

He was sitting blankly at his desk.

 

The study was shrouded in pitch-black darkness.

 

Even as I took steps, something caught at my feet with each step, as if everything on the desk had been swept to the floor.

 

I carefully approached him, relying on the faint moonlight.

 

“Look at my face, okay?”

 

Edwin tried to avoid me, but I was faster at catching hold of him.

 

No, he couldn’t bring himself to push me away.

 

“Won’t you tell me what happened?”

 

“…”

 

“If it’s classified and you can’t tell me, then at least let me comfort you. You said holding me makes you feel at peace.”

 

“Elisia, wait—”

 

I pushed Edwin to sit in the chair and climbed onto his thighs.

 

If he had wanted to, he could have easily ignored the strength of someone like me who was just an ordinary woman.

 

But he crumbled helplessly at even my small touch.

 

Leaning back against the chair, he ultimately couldn’t stop me from sitting on top of him.

 

He finally opened his mouth, his lips pressed together as if suppressing anger.

 

“It seems they’re trying to use medicine on you again.”

 

“What medicine all of a sudden….”

 

“Hemokaran Synthetic Drug.”

 

It was the medicine that Lady Olden had tried to use to make me infertile.

 

Edwin’s eyes, shrouded in backlight, gleamed with a chillingly sharp killing intent.

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