Instead of My Beloved Sister, I Married a Monster - Chapter 61
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Chapter 61
Evnia couldn’t easily answer Seven’s question.
From the atmosphere, it seemed certain that there hadn’t been a good ending, but she couldn’t recall the specific details.
As the silence lengthened, Seven let out a small snort as if he had expected this.
He exhaled cigarette smoke with a puff and spoke indifferently.
“If you can’t imagine it, don’t talk to Giyermo from now on.”
“…Could you tell me what the answer is first?”
“The answer is simple. That bastard switched the emotions the woman had for her family with the emotions she had for the lord. She came to see her family as hateful enemies, and her enemy as precious family. If an enemy dies, there’s no reason to feel tormented or sad, right?”
“…”
“The woman went straight back to the lord and became his beloved mistress. And she coaxed her loving partner into finding someone to subjugate the monster in the lake. Her emotions had changed, but her memories hadn’t disappeared.”
The woman, who couldn’t bring herself to kill the man she had come to love like her own body, changed her target of revenge to the one who had made her that way.
Even while telling the story of her family and husband who had departed first, she couldn’t shed a single tear.
That was a particularly unforgettable memory even in Seven’s long, long life.
The reason Ram, who usually didn’t interfere much in outside affairs, had accepted that problematic request was probably because his heart was moved by that story.
“The really interesting story starts here. Why the hell did that Giyermo bastard do that? He could have just erased her memory and turned her into an idiot, so why did he screw over that woman in such a meticulous way? We were so curious about it that we asked him the reason as soon as we met. But that bastard’s answer was a sight to behold.”
“…”
“Giyermo said he wanted that woman to live well. He thought that if she kept running away like that, she would soon be caught and killed or starve to death. So that bastard thought very, very hard and came up with a way to find the woman a new family and even let her live in luxury. Isn’t he really like a genius? I’ve never seen a wish that achieved everything with so little effort.”
“…”
“What’s funny is that, just as that bastard said, the woman really did become happy. Truly, there probably wasn’t another woman who was so terrifyingly happy.”
So there was such a story hidden behind Giyermo’s coming to Litberg.
I had been secretly curious about why Seven disliked Giyermo so much, but now I felt like I had found the answer.
Evnia was also gradually leaning toward the idea that he should never be released outside this castle.
Seven had even just given one case as an example. She hadn’t even heard about the minor incidents he had caused in Litberg yet.
“You’re saying there were many other incidents besides that?”
“Yeah, tremendously many.”
“200 years might indeed be a bit short for his sentence.”
Until now, she had thought that he was being treated too harshly considering he had no malicious intent, but in fact, he was receiving quite good treatment.
It was when Evnia was retracing Giyermo’s past actions from a different perspective.
Seven got up from his seat.
He waved his hand around to disperse the thick smoke and said,
“If you understand, get up now. Come with me somewhere.”
“Yes? Where to?”
“To find compensation money to give to the victims.”
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The place Seven took Evnia to was a warehouse located on the top floor of the main building.
No, a warehouse-like room, a room-like warehouse…
I don’t know which way of calling it would be less insulting, but in any case, it wasn’t a space where one would want to stay long.
All kinds of furniture were scattered messily without room to step, and the walls were densely covered with storage cabinets and shelves, making it impossible to properly gauge the room’s original structure.
However, strangely, not a speck of dust could be found.
“…Seven, where is this place?”
“Ram’s research room? No, warehouse? It was originally a research room but… Anyway, now it’s closer to a warehouse. Yeah, warehouse.”
Seven answered half-heartedly while rummaging through the mountain of piled objects.
Whether he was also unsure about the room’s purpose, a satisfying conclusion still didn’t emerge.
Evnia looked around the messy surroundings and muttered in dismay.
“His bedroom was clean though…”
“Why do you think that place was clean? It’s because he shoved all the stuff here.”
Seven, who had instantly convinced Evnia, threw the object he had taken from the storage cabinet behind his back.
Similar miscellaneous items were already piled in heaps on the floor, so it didn’t particularly feel like he was making a mess.
Evnia hurriedly approached Seven and tactfully caught the things he had thrown away.
The types were unpredictably diverse: quill pens, keys, picture frames, music boxes, and so on.
It was when Evnia was carefully putting them back down in appropriate positions.
Seven warned without even turning around.
“Just leave them be, you might get hurt for no reason.”
“It’s okay since you threw them gently.”
“Not from getting hit by me. I’m looking for artifacts right now. The room’s in such a state that something dangerous might suddenly come out.”
At that, Evnia silently stepped back, keeping a considerable distance from Seven.
Normally, one wouldn’t leave dangerous objects lying around within reach, but she wasn’t quite confident whether Ram’s standards for determining danger would be the same as hers.
Evnia raised her voice proportionally to how far she had moved from Seven and asked.
“Why are you suddenly looking for artifacts?”
“The village kids said wild animals keep ruining their fields. I thought I’d solve that problem for them.”
“Are there artifacts that prevent animals from approaching?”
“No, it’s just that animals themselves react sensitively to this kind of intangible energy. They seem to find it suspicious and don’t come near objects imbued with magic. If we stick a few unused artifacts near the fields, it should be solved.”
“…You’re going to bury them in the ground?”
“Yeah, don’t worry. I’m looking for really safe ones.”
“That’s not the problem – aren’t artifacts incredibly expensive? It would be better to ask Lord Ram…”
“They are expensive, but if you think about it that way, Ram’s labor would be more expensive, wouldn’t it?”
Evnia was at a loss for words.
Certainly, Ram would probably prefer utilizing unused objects rather than taking action himself.
Indeed, those precious artifacts were rolling around here like miscellaneous junk.
As if confident that Ram wouldn’t mind whatever he took, Seven was casually stuffing objects from inside the storage cabinet into his arms.
Some even went into different pockets, apparently for personal use.
‘I heard that ancient artifacts are unexpectedly steadily released to the black market – could they be coming from here…’
Evnia turned her gaze sideways as if to avoid looking at Seven’s back pocket.
Fortunately or unfortunately, there were plenty of corners here for Evnia to look away to.
Just the display case located closest to her was full of peculiar objects whose purpose was unknown.
Evnia deliberately maintained a distance of about one step while looking at them.
Everything was messily tangled together while forming a strange balance, and it seemed like if she carelessly touched something, everything would collapse.
‘It’s amazing this state is holding up.’
It was when Evnia was thinking that and about to move to the next shelf.
The desk mirror that had been reflecting Evnia’s face suddenly became hazy.
Evnia unconsciously stopped in her tracks and watched the change.
The surface that had been cloudy like fog gradually became transparent again and reflected someone’s face.
That person was not Evnia.
It was…
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