I Became the Wife of the Hero Who Killed Me - Chapter 79
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#Episode 79
I was bewildered.
How could Brother Vincent, who wasn’t even a doctor, be of any help in this situation?
…That’s what I thought until I suddenly recalled his miraculous ability I had heard about before.
Divine power.
‘Are you trying to kill me right now?!’
What if my soul gets ejected from this body after touching holy power, or what if I get annihilated the moment I touch holy power because I’m an impure being like a demon!
I hurriedly pulled down my dress hem.
“As I said before, you can’t use such precious power just for me.”
“I understand Elisia’s feelings well.”
“Right? You understand, right? So—”
“But I’m not the type to be stopped just because someone tries to stop me.”
Vincent grabbed my ankle and instantly infused it with divine power.
I was so shocked that I froze like a mouse before a cat with only my eyes wide open, when I felt a warm sensation spread from the ankle he held throughout my entire body.
When Vincent let go with a grin, the pain that had been bothering my ankle had disappeared as if it were a lie.
“How is it?”
“Uh, uh, it’s fine…?”
“See? Didn’t I tell you it would be effective.”
I meant I was dazed because my well-being was fine, but Vincent seemed to understand it differently as his lips curved up confidently.
Since we just needed to get the general meaning across, I decided not to bother correcting him.
“Madam, are you really alright?”
“The pain has disappeared for now…”
I tried to stand up by grabbing Gareth’s arm, but Vincent pressed down on my shoulder and made me sit back down in the carriage.
The Brother who received my gaze continued speaking.
“You shouldn’t walk right away. Even divine power isn’t omnipotent. But you should be able to endure enough to get back to the mansion.”
“Uh… th-this much help is already enough. Thank you.”
“You really do have quite a weak body.”
Vincent looked at my wrist that still had bandages wrapped around it and clicked his tongue briefly.
He muttered about how much time had passed and why it still wasn’t healed, then without giving me a chance to say anything, he grabbed my wrist and infused it with divine power again.
The faint throbbing sensation that wasn’t a major injury but had been bothering me was cleanly healed this time too.
“How is it?”
“Um, uh, I’m dazed?”
Actually, I hadn’t been able to come to my senses since earlier.
I thought I would be annihilated like a demon after touching holy power, so I was so scared my heart almost burst. Twice, no less!
There was no way I could recover from that so quickly.
“Then I’ve been helpful to Elisia, haven’t I?”
“Uh, I suppose so?”
“Good. I’ll take that as you agreeing to grant my earlier request.”
“…?”
It was the first time I learned this about myself, but apparently when I panic, I become stupid for a short time.
Normally, I would have noticed and avoided Vincent’s word play of ‘if I help you, please grant my request in return’ long ago—
And so things unfolded as naturally as flowing water.
I had absolutely no intention of staying under the same roof as an Inquisitor, yet he had somehow entered my mansion.
“The architectural style is… quite impressive, I must say.”
Vincent alternated between looking at the mansion’s flashy interior and me, sending me a look that seemed to doubt my aesthetic sense.
I protested that it was the Governor’s taste, but it didn’t work at all.
And so my eyes were insulted once again.
“Madam! So you really did injure your ankle?! That’s what I told you. I said that if you don’t rest in bed, your condition could worsen, and I even pleaded with you, but you ignored me saying you were busy with official duties—”
Gilbert, who had rushed out in shock upon hearing the news of my injury, went on nagging as if venting his frustration.
“Elisia, don’t tell me…”
“Why are you looking at me like that? I said no, no!!”
Edwin looked at me with disappointed eyes that were incomparably more hurt than when dealing with Count Baron.
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Edwin was greatly disappointed.
Contrary to his reputation as the great lord of the Northern Region and the Empire’s strongest knight, he lingered only at the edge of my vision with his lower lip jutting out.
Just by his behavior, he was exactly like a sulking large dog.
He was clearly human, yet somehow I seemed to see drooping ears and a listlessly dragging tail.
“Edwin, could you look at me for a moment?”
“…”
“Come here. Quickly.”
Even Vincent’s two subordinates joined us around sunset.
It was surprising that those who had been beaten to a pulp and dying were already walking around like that, but Edwin’s expression was more concerning, so I called him into the bedroom.
Unlike Lombard Castle, the couple’s bedroom in this administrative residence was connected with just a door between them, making it convenient for conversation.
“Now, tell me what you’re disappointed about.”
I patted the seat next to me on the sofa.
Then Edwin, who had been standing by the door, hesitantly approached and sat on the sofa.
Although we hadn’t touched the building, we had replaced all the furniture like beds and sofas that the previous owner had used, and since they were made to fit my size, they looked awkwardly like toys when he sat on them.
I felt like laughing, but given the atmosphere, I held it in and asked with a serious face.
“Is it because of Brother Vincent?”
“…”
“I’m sorry for not telling you in advance. But as I explained earlier, it wasn’t intentional. I received help from the Brother on the mountain—”
“Why didn’t you tell me until your ankle got to that state?”
I paused for a moment.
I had thought Edwin was sulking the whole time because of Brother Vincent and the Inquisitors.
“I heard about the situation from the personal physician. He said your ankle condition had already been gradually worsening.”
“It wasn’t serious enough to worry Edwin. I just pushed myself a little too hard.”
His expression grew a bit darker after hearing my answer.
“I know you find me unreliable. But couldn’t you trust me sometimes? Am I not Elisia’s husband?”
“…”
“You don’t know how sad and powerless it feels to hear from someone else’s mouth that my wife is hurt… Elisia wouldn’t know.”
Edwin was genuinely worried about me.
I could feel that more from his eyes than his words.
“What about Brother Vincent then?”
A sharp feeling suddenly popped up.
The past me had met a terrible death in a place no different from the bottom of hell because of Edwin, because he abandoned me for the family’s honor.
Then what about the current Edwin?
This person with the same face and same name as the past… could I really trust him?
Perhaps I really wanted to test him one last time.
“You don’t like the Brother very much. Aren’t you disappointed that I let him into the mansion?”
“That’s a much easier question than the first one.”
“What do you mean?”
“To be honest… yes, I dislike Brother Vincent. Normally, I would have kicked him out of the mansion immediately. But just for today, I’m grateful to him.”
Because he helped you not be in pain anymore.
So he was giving him the minimum hospitality as a guest, Edwin answered like that.
“…”
I couldn’t bring myself to continue speaking.
Because Edwin’s gaze was unwavering and sincere without a single tremor.
Because I was convinced that the Edwin of the past and the Edwin of now were completely different people, that he wouldn’t betray me or hurt me.
“There is something… Today in the village, I saw a newborn baby. Could it have been three months old?”
Despite my sudden change of topic, Edwin listened to my story calmly.
My heart was pounding wildly, but I forced myself to continue speaking composedly.
“It was truly small and adorable. So I carefully held it and doted on it, but everyone comforted me. They said that since both you and I are young, there would be good news soon.”
“…”
“Edwin, what do you think?”
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