Mad Rosetta - Chapter 87

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Mad Rosetta

Episode 87

Land That Doesn’t Get Wet (3)

“Tabena, this crazy thing….”

I flinched. The stern voice mixed with curses made my shoulders shrink involuntarily.

The King let out a truly deep sigh, pressed his temples firmly, then glared at Sing with fierce eyes and asked menacingly.

“So, you’re saying that Goddess Taran is currently with Youngsik?”

“Yes, well…. You have no idea how much she torments me, begging to be sent back to her homeland.”

“But what do you mean by saying you saved my granddaughter?”

“No, I mean literally….”

“….”

“…Da, darling?”

The piercing gaze of the old man and the man who seemed to sense something strange both turned toward me simultaneously.

‘Our coordination is terrible, absolutely terrible….’

I ended up hanging my head low and avoiding their gazes.

The fact that I had died, no wait. That I had been in mortal danger but luckily returned to the past thanks to Sing using Taran’s divine power was something to celebrate.

However, this only served to fuel the King’s determination to keep me here, having lost the princess to the Empire and now wanting to entrust me to his care.

Sure enough, eyes filled with unfiltered anger glared at me.

“So, your father ultimately failed to protect you as well. Isn’t that right?”

“…Father passed away before I did.”

“…Ha!”

“….”

“There’s nothing more to ask. I was going to listen to your circumstances since your intention to bring a fiancé was obvious, but now I see I simply shouldn’t let you leave the kingdom.”

“Wa, wait! What do you…!”

“If you do that, Terkikan’s god will never be able to set foot on his homeland again.”

Unlike Sing’s composed voice, the King’s gaze as he shot up from his seat and looked down at us was chillingly cold.

In contrast, that guy had a rather relaxed expression.

“Didn’t I tell you? I made a covenant with your granddaughter.”

“…Don’t tell me you mean to expose the current Arcanus Imperial family’s treason?”

“There’s one more thing. The task of punishing those who drove Rosette to death remains.”

“….”

“I won’t disappear until all of these are accomplished. That’s the kind of promise your granddaughter and I made.”

How well he smiles in this situation.

I thought that perhaps his insistence on following me was to prepare for situations like this.

If Terkikan’s King came out this strongly, he was prepared to take me to the Empire even if it meant holding this country’s god hostage.

‘It’s reassuring, but….’

Somehow the threatened King’s expression only grew more menacing, making me naturally conscious of the atmosphere.

“…Tsk!”

But fortunately or unfortunately. Judging that continuing the conversation here wouldn’t make much difference, the King clicked his tongue and left the reception room before us.

Since the negotiation wasn’t concluded, there would probably be another occasion like this, which made me feel completely drained.

“Haaaaah….”

“…My word. Your maternal grandfather has tremendous presence.”

“For someone with such presence, you sure talked back well enough.”

“Well, it’s not been just a year or two of being surrounded by stubborn ministers.”

It sounded like he was criticizing the King for being stubborn, but I didn’t bother pointing it out.

“…Since it’s a story related to your mother, I wanted to tell you separately in detail later.”

I could understand the guy who smiled awkwardly with a somewhat apologetic tone.

Looking at the results alone, it was no different from saying that the ability my mother possessed had saved my life.

I had heard that he first met my pregnant mother in the garden, but I didn’t know he had that kind of connection with Sing.

Moreover, thinking that unlike other ghosts, he must have spent time endlessly nurturing resentment toward those who killed him….

I felt sorry on behalf of my mother instead, so I had to speak as if it wasn’t a big deal.

“I was a bit surprised, but the fact that you saved me doesn’t change. I should be grateful instead.”

“If you think of it that way….”

“But it’s fascinating that such a goddess exists…. Wait. Then you can’t use divine power or whatever on people who are already dead?”

“Ah, that’s right. It’s not possible for everyone, and it can’t be used on oneself. If you had been completely dead from the start, it wouldn’t have been usable.”

“…What’s that about. It seems there are designated targets or conditions?”

My momentary expectation that it might be possible to revive Sing himself was dashed, so I asked sourly.

But the guy’s expression was a bit strange. He looked somewhat embarrassed.

“It was the power to twist death, but, um.”

“But what?”

“…Someone you love… only….”

“….”

“Well, something like that….”

It was an embarrassing condition even for me to hear.

‘So, what… under the condition that you can twist the death of someone you love, you used the power on me? But then….’

From the time I lived disgracefully at the Montague Estate, it was no different from meaning that he had feelings for me.

– “If I…. If I came to love you. Then what would you do?”

– 【…Your responses have improved quite a bit.】

– “…What?”

– 【I didn’t expect you to counter like that, so you got me.】

…This, impudent fellow!

The embarrassingly touching emotion that gently melted my heart was only momentary.

Suddenly memories from Primpasar flashed through my mind, and I became upset and grabbed the hair of the guy next to me.

“But this bastard….”

“Ow, ouch. Darling? Why are you doing this? This is violence, no. It’s Fordicus’s body so it doesn’t matter though.”

“What, ‘Sara’? With such feelings, you acted like that between us? You knew how miserable I was, and even if you planned to betray me, still!”

“Back then, ow ow ow ow-“

“If I hadn’t asked, you would have hidden it for life!”

Ugh, I’m going crazy from how infuriating this is.

Unlike my confidence that he would naturally feel the same way, the moment I was mercilessly crushed was still vivid.

After shaking the guy’s hair for a while as if venting my sorrow, then letting go, the sight of him feeling around his head asking if it was damaged was ridiculously funny.

When I just glared at him with upturned eyes, he came closer in a soothing tone as if reading my mood.

“I’m sorry, I said I’m sorry. Hm? Back then I never dared to think about becoming lovers with you….”

“Ah, right. You planned to make me kill Fordicus while you just swallowed his body, so that makes sense.”

“…Mm. What is this feeling that I seem to be at a disadvantage no matter what excuse I make.”

“I’m asking one last time. If you’re hiding anything else from me, spill it right now.”

“Mmm….”

The guy’s groan was long as he tidied up the bandages on my hand that had come slightly loose.

Since it was better to be shocked all at once now rather than be surprised by learning unknown parts someday, I waited patiently.

“…Ah, I met the Duchess, that is, your mother, at her funeral.”

Finally, as if remembering something, Sing spoke up.

“…My deceased mother?”

“You could only hold the funeral for one day, right? Perhaps because of that, when I arrived she was already in the process of disappearing, but….”

“….”

“Still, I was asked to look after you and Duke Benitra’s wellbeing. She asked me to please watch over you both.”

Probably with Lawrence who remained in the household in mind, Sing calmly conveyed the day he met my dead mother.

…See. I almost regretted not hearing this, didn’t I.

How much time had I spent forgetting, even after sending my mother away so unjustly.

Knowing that the dead cannot leave any words, I was only grateful for my mother’s heart that Sing conveyed.

“…It’s true that I followed because I thought you might not be able to return to the Empire. But actually, I also wanted to visit the Duchess’ grave.”

“….”

“I regretted it the whole time. Back then, I couldn’t forgive her for leaving me in this state and then asking me to look after her family’s safety, so….”

“….”

“I wanted to apologize for leaving those who destroyed you and your household alone. For refusing her request….”

What was I supposed to do with this man consumed by guilt?

I felt pity and sympathy for this fellow who wore an expression of agonizing pain while desperately stroking only the back of my hand.

Even if Sing had stayed by my side following my mother’s request, the outcome of me being poisoned by Cessia and Odette wouldn’t have changed.

So at most, this would have meant having more information to share with me when I returned to the past—that was about it.

But considering Sing’s isolated state at the time, I could fully empathize, so I grasped his hands together to signal him to stop.

“How did you know I was planning to visit my mother’s grave?”

“Because it would be more ridiculous if you didn’t.”

“…Yes, you’re right. I was actually thinking of pleading with His Majesty the King while I had the chance to see him.”

Though he was so furious that he left us abandoned in this reception room like this.

Well, we’d have to continue our conversation soon anyway, so I was about to suggest we get up.

“Ah, found you!”

Not only did the reception room door burst open without so much as a knock, but some little kid barged in shouting.

While boldly pointing their finger at us, no less.

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