Instead of My Beloved Sister, I Married a Monster - Chapter 71

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Chapter 71

Whether he had taken measures beforehand to prevent sound from leaking outside, Giyermo’s scream could not escape from within his body.

Ram looked down at him collapsed on the floor with chilling eyes and declared.

“Stay there and quietly prepare yourself for death, because I will definitely come out and kill you.”

Then he coldly passed by Giyermo and strode into Evnia’s room.

Only after confirming the door had closed did Giyermo finally release the cough he had been holding back. A fishy taste spread through his mouth as the blood pooled in his throat dripped to the floor.

There was some bleeding, but this could be considered a small sacrifice.

Rather, for a gamble against Ram, he felt he had gained excessively on his side.

Thanks to a woman who could shake him happening to be placed on the scales.

Giyermo struggled with all his might to barely raise his uncooperative body.

Naturally, he had no intention of obediently waiting here with his neck washed as Ram desired.

‘To preserve my life, I need to stay out of sight for at least three days.’

Indeed, when he learned he had been deceived, those words about killing him would not remain mere threats.

Giyermo leaned his battered body against the wall and caught his ragged breath for a moment.

His gaze remained fixed on Evnia’s room door throughout.

Clearly everything had flowed according to plan, yet why did his chest area still feel stuffy?

Perhaps something had gone seriously wrong from that recent attack, as it felt like blood he couldn’t yet expel was still pooled somewhere inside his body.

A good opportunity to achieve his purpose had come and he had successfully grasped it.

There was nothing to worry about, so if something was wrong, it must certainly be a physical problem.

Once again, Giyermo could find no flaws in his logic.

He dismissed the uncomfortable sensation felt around his chest as insignificant and soon left that place.

Thinking that today, after a long time, he should repair his damaged human skin again.

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‘I guess I overdid it for no reason.’

This was the conclusion Evnia barely reached after thinking with her dizzy head for a long while.

Actually, it wasn’t a problem that required such long contemplation, but the fever covering her body kept interfering with her thoughts, causing even her reflection to be delayed.

Thinking about it, today wasn’t the only day available, so why had she acted as if she needed to treat everyone immediately?

It was natural for the body to react when overdoing anything.

‘If I had known it would hurt this much, I wouldn’t have done it…’

Actually, she hadn’t even realized she had overdone it that much until leaving the village.

At the time, it felt like her body was tired so she should sleep early today, but after bathing, her fever rose uncontrollably and she ended up in her current state.

It seemed like the first time she had been this sick since childhood when she was bedridden for days with a severe cold.

Her body was hot but she had no strength to move even a finger, so Evnia couldn’t even push away the blanket covering her.

If someone were beside her, she could at least ask for help, but unfortunately even Hanna, who had been nursing her, was away.

She had gone outside saying she needed to feed Evnia something and still hadn’t returned.

Like teacher, like student—she had skills that shouldn’t be wearing an apron like Giyermo, so what could she be making that was taking this long?

It was when Evnia was groaning while recalling Giyermo’s nightmarish cooking.

Suddenly she sensed someone’s presence outside.

‘Is it Hanna?’

No, if so, she would have been running hurriedly from far away, but the footsteps just heard were quite heavy.

Evnia looked toward the door with difficulty, hoping it might be Ram. Though she waited a long time, no one entered.

Could her desire to see him have been so excessive that she ended up hearing things?

But she definitely hadn’t been thinking of him just moments ago.

It was when Evnia was just breathing heavily with a puzzled feeling.

Not long after, he really did appear, opening the door.

“Lord Ram…”

Evnia called to him with a terribly cracked voice. It was because her body wouldn’t follow her joyful heart.

She was inwardly worried about what to do if they couldn’t communicate, but fortunately or unfortunately, no response came from him.

Evnia looked up at him with a puzzled feeling.

The usual Ram would have immediately poured out worried words asking where it hurt, but strangely, he now had his face frighteningly hardened.

It was when Evnia was about to ask if something bad had happened to him.

Seeing Evnia’s mouth about to open, Ram gently pressed her shoulder to stop her.

“Don’t talk if your throat hurts.”

It was a gentle voice that didn’t match his stern expression.

Evnia thought that perhaps she had misread his mood because of her blurred vision.

Even if something had really happened outside, it didn’t seem like he would show problems unrelated to her in front of her.

Because he was always someone who naturally considered her like that.

“When did this start, from evening?”

Sure enough, the following question was also words of concern for her.

Evnia, recalling Ram’s advice not to answer if her throat hurt, nodded slightly.

“Did you take medicine?”

This time she shook her head.

“Why.”

This wasn’t a question that could be answered with gestures alone.

Evnia moved her dry lips slightly.

“Lord Seven said… it would be useless anyway…”

Ram just looked down at Evnia’s face silently for a moment.

His expression seemed to harden slightly.

Was it because the surroundings were too quiet?

As the silence lengthened, needless worry crept in.

Perhaps he was wondering whether he should scold her or not.

Indeed, Seven, who heard the news belatedly, had scolded her for a long time, asking what she was thinking using her abilities so thoughtlessly.

In the end, it was all reproach stemming from concern for her.

That’s why Evnia felt even more embarrassed about this situation of being bedridden from illness.

She could make excuses asking for understanding since she had done good deeds, but avoiding nagging with such words seemed somewhat like cheating.

Because she herself hadn’t started this work with such benevolent intentions from the beginning.

What Evnia had tried to heal today wasn’t the villagers.

It was herself.

“Lord Ram, I’m fine, you don’t need to worry about me…”

Evnia said while carefully tugging at Ram’s sleeve touching her shoulder.

She had so much she wanted to tell him, but her voice wouldn’t come out well due to her lack of strength.

Perhaps it was rather fortunate because of that, she thought. She was trying to bring up words she didn’t actually have the confidence to tell him right now.

Evnia looked up at Ram and only moved her lips faintly.

Lord Ram, about what happened to me today. Magic occurred. Magic that I accomplished directly with my own hands.

I’ve always thought of myself as a useless child. Someone who could only save others by being killed.

I know it’s a foolish thought, but after learning I was really raised for that reason, somehow living felt like a sin. I felt like I could only repay that debt by dying.

But magic can only be used while alive, right?

So, you see. If perhaps, as Lord Giyermo said, I’ve become a less worthless human, if I can save many people with this power.

Could I live a little longer too?

Could we find a way to do that?

It was the moment Evnia swallowed her last question under her tongue.

He moved the hand that had been touching Evnia’s shoulder to cover her eyes.

Then a soft sensation descended upon her lips.

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