I Became the Wife of the Hero Who Killed Me - Chapter 149

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#Episode 149

 

No matter how timid Edwin might be, he was still a duke.

 

Since it was a matter involving his dignity, he couldn’t say anything and just awkwardly rolled his eyes, when Brother Vincent twisted his lips with a snicker.

 

“There’s no need to explain further. I can tell without even looking.”

 

“Haha…”

 

“By the way, isn’t there a reward?”

 

A reward out of nowhere.

 

Just thinking about it made me reflexively tense my fists, wondering if he was targeting my precious and beloved gold coins, but then he continued.

 

“Didn’t you desperately travel across the entire continent to save Elisia? I should have caught your eye at least a little by now.”

 

“You’re still as frivolous as ever.”

 

Fortunately, it seemed to be one of his characteristically smooth-talking jokes.

 

I laughed lightly and asked back.

 

“Is there something you want? It’s true that you’ve been a great help to me this time, so if there’s anything you need, just say it. Within the limits of what Edwin, not me, can grant.”

 

“I don’t need anything grand. However…”

 

Brother Vincent gently caressed my chin.

 

It seemed like he was trying to heal the wound I got from being pushed down by the Emperor’s soldiers.

 

Realizing his intention, I grabbed his hand.

 

“That’s enough.”

 

“Treating just this much won’t affect my lifespan.”

 

I shook my head.

 

Coming to the Imperial Capital and going through various hardships, I had learned a truly important lesson.

 

Nothing good comes from getting involved with powers beyond ordinary human abilities.

 

If Brother Vincent healed my wound, I wouldn’t need to apply stinging ointment daily or be careful when washing my face, which would be convenient.

 

But—

 

“I don’t want to covet something that isn’t my own power.”

 

“…”

 

“It’s just slow to heal, but it’s a wound that will get better if left alone. I’m just an ordinary human with a somewhat high status, so I want to live according to the natural order of the world.”

 

Brother Vincent didn’t answer immediately for some reason.

 

Instead, he didn’t pull away his captured hand and just stared at me intently, thinking about something.

 

Just as I was about to let go of his hand first.

 

“Eli…”

 

An ominous yet familiar voice could be heard.

 

Even without turning my head, I could feel resentful eyes boring into the back of my head.

 

I hurriedly threw away Brother Vincent’s hand.

 

“I’ve been counting the days until I could reunite with Eli, but was it perhaps only my wishful thinking?”

 

“I, I naturally missed Ed too!”

 

I quickly got up from my seat and hugged Edwin, who was standing there dumbfounded.

 

After shaking him a few times and urging him, I finally felt his arms come around my waist in return.

 

I had planned to question Edwin about why he didn’t tell me about Brother Vincent.

 

But the moment I buried my head in his chest, satisfaction welled up from deep in my heart and other problems seemed trivial, which was quite troublesome.

 

I’m not originally such a soft-hearted person, but I become like this in front of Ed.

 

“…”

 

For a moment, I felt Edwin’s attention shift elsewhere.

 

It was obvious without looking. He must be glaring at Brother Vincent with his characteristic sharp gaze.

 

Eventually, I struggled and broke free, slapped Edwin’s shoulder, and said goodbye to Brother Vincent.

 

It wasn’t long.

 

It might just be my imagination, but I had a feeling I would encounter him again soon.

 

* * *

 

Vincent silently watched the back of the woman dragging the duke away by his arm.

 

“Ed, you shouldn’t look at other people with those eyes.”

 

“But that guy was holding Eli’s hand…”

 

“I grabbed it first. No, I grabbed it first to stop him from trying to treat my chin!”

 

The distance between the two, which had become noticeably closer than when he saw them before, bothered him for some reason.

 

He stood there dumbfounded until Elisia completely disappeared beyond the garden.

 

‘You always go against my expectations.’

 

To be honest, Vincent was in a state of shock.

 

Most of the people in power he had seen were similar.

 

They considered themselves omnipotent like gods on earth, and had no qualms about sacrificing others for themselves.

 

No, not just without qualms—they considered it their natural right.

 

Just like Vittorio IV.

 

‘I don’t want to covet something that isn’t my own power.’

 

‘It’s just slow to heal, but it’s a wound that will get better if left alone. I’m just an ordinary human with a somewhat high status, so I want to live according to the natural order of the world.’

 

But Elisia was different.

 

She really always was. Every time they met, she surprised Vincent. It was something that couldn’t be explained just by having a pure soul.

 

‘What do I want to do with that small woman?’

 

His head was spinning.

 

When he met her eyes, even though he wasn’t on a dangerous battlefield, his breath would catch and his heart would pound violently.

 

Actually, even just thinking about her without meeting face to face had the same effect.

 

Just like right now.

 

“Haah…”

 

Vincent roughly swept up his bangs.

 

It was the moment when the emotion he had been trying to deny solidified into an undeniably certain form.

 

As a priest who should only look up to God, he had finally crossed a line that should never be crossed.

 

‘Damn it, oh God.’

 

I have fallen for Elisia.

 

* * *

 

The day to finally leave the Imperial Capital had come.

 

I was standing with my party in front of the gate of Imperial Capital Bellenua.

 

We had tried to leave quietly considering Caterina’s safety, but word must have spread because many people came out to see us off.

 

“Madam Duke, thank you so much!”

 

“We will never forget Madam’s kindness.”

 

“May God’s grace be with Madam, the hero of the people…!”

 

At first, I thought I would feel completely relieved once I left the Imperial Capital. But it seemed I had grown quite fond of the people here.

 

Pulling myself together from the wistful feelings, I waved my hand toward the gathered crowd.

 

It wasn’t just the citizens who came to see us off at the gate.

 

Including Isabella, the court officials I had grown close to in the Imperial Capital stepped forward.

 

“Elze…”

 

“Lady Isabella, I wanted to spend more time together, but I’m so sad that we have to part so quickly.”

 

Even I couldn’t help but feel overwhelmed when faced with parting from her.

 

When my eyes reddened, Isabella, unable to bear it, took out her handkerchief and dabbed at my eyes.

 

“Why are you so sad? We can exchange letters frequently from now on. We don’t know what the future holds, but let’s not think of today as our last meeting.”

 

“Please write to me often. I’ll write ten letters a day too.”

 

“Hoho! If you really do that, I’ll have to collect them all and publish them as a book later.”

 

“I’m not joking, I really mean it.”

 

Only Edwin, who knew about the love letters I wrote to Nero every day, quietly nodded his head.

 

Isabella’s eyes, holding my hand, had also turned red at some point.

 

She deliberately cleared her throat and changed the subject.

 

“Sermont is over there among those people. He was very proud when he heard that Elze had sent a hundred books to Lombard.”

 

“We know each other well, so why is he standing in that corner? Tell him to come forward.”

 

“He seems to want to record Elze from the most objective perspective possible. He says if he stands in front, he can’t get a good view of the gate’s scenery.”

 

It was truly a farewell befitting him.

 

“I’m sorry I can’t see the second volume you’re writing before I leave.”

 

“When it’s finished, I’ll send several copies to Lombard. I promise.”

 

Just then, a shout came from the front of the procession that we really had to go now.

 

“Madam, you must depart now!”

 

The farewell crowd had gathered, causing much more delay than planned. We had to hurry to reach the first waypoint before sunset.

 

I hurriedly exchanged greetings with the remaining people.

 

As I was about to board the carriage, leaving my regrets behind, Isabella shouted.

 

“Elze! Do you remember when we first met at the bookstore?”

 

“Yes?”

 

“You asked me to call you Lizzy. You said all your friends call you that. It’s a bit embarrassing since it’s a nickname, but if it’s okay with you, I’d like you to call me that.”

 

“…!”

 

To think I could call Isabella La Perang by her nickname!

 

With her single sentence, my follower self that had been dormant all this time was gloriously revived.

 

Even followers can level up. I had just proven it!

 

I was glad to be born. I was truly fortunate to be reborn.

 

It was the moment I was about to nod vigorously while shedding tears of emotion inside.

 

“Wait!”

 

Someone on horseback cut through the crowd and stopped in front of the procession.

 

Blood-red hair fluttered in the wind.

 

‘Why is that person here….’

 

It was Brother Vincent.

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