My Contract Husband Demands a Divorce - Chapter 75

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Yulisian Kleinheits lowered his voice and whispered.
“It is the Ancient Language.”
Having grown quite familiar with the appearance of the Ancient Language while deciphering the notebook all this time, Yulisian recognized it at a single glance.
“You are right.”
“What does it say?”
“It says, ‘Nest of Monsters.'”
We both looked at the Monk at the same time.
Completely unaware of what we had taken, he was sleeping so comfortably that his cheek was pressed flat against the table.
Yulisian watched the Monk for a moment before folding the map and tucking it into his tunic.
His voice dropped even lower.
“If it is a demonic beast…”
“He must have sent him.”
It did not seem like he was trying to spy on us.
However, it was certain that Kildian had sent him.
Knowing the location of the Nest of Monsters was one thing, but no matter how exhausted someone was, who on earth would lie down spread-eagled right in the middle of a carriage route to sleep?
It was clearly a hastily fabricated excuse.
He had likely received orders from Kildian to join up with us and had lain down in advance just to halt our carriage.
Getting the name of the god wrong and failing to memorize the prayers—a real monk could never do such a thing.
Monks prayed every single day and transcribed scriptures and prayers.
If anyone slacked off like that, they would have been excommunicated a long time ago.
Even that identity was bound to be a fake.
“What should we do?”
“We must interrogate him and find out all the habitats of the demonic beasts.”
“Then shall we take him to a room first, pretending to support him?”
“That is a wonderful idea, Baroness.”
No sooner had the words left my mouth than Yulisian draped the Monk’s arm over his own shoulder.
The Monk did not even wake up while his body was being hoisted like a piece of luggage.
As we attempted to go upstairs, the villagers gathered on the first floor of the inn, which doubled as a tavern, began to stare at us.
Their gazes were unusual. There was a distinctly sinister look in their eyes.
Only then did I realize how we must appear to them.
Carrying a man who was completely limp as if dead drunk made us look exactly like kidnappers or slave traders.
I gathered the Monk’s outer robe and spoke aloud so everyone could hear.
“Not again. I told you to go to your room and sleep.”
Despite speaking in a voice loud enough for everyone to hear, the hostile glints in their eyes did not vanish.
Watching my expression carefully, the innkeeper approached and whispered to me.
“Forgive them, Baroness. The village has been a bit unsettled lately… Far too many people have gone missing. Sometimes bodies bitten to death by beasts are found in the forest… Everyone seems to think it is bad luck brought upon us by outsiders.”
“It is fine, so do not worry about it.”
“Thank you.”
Yulisian waited a moment for the innkeeper to withdraw before heading toward the room.
After laying the limp Monk down on the bed, we waited a short while for him to wake up.
When he did not stir after a long wait, Yulisian shook him.
“Monk, please wake up.”
“Haaawm…”
The Monk let out a long yawn and stretched his limbs thoroughly.
He looked around the room and slowly sat up.
“To think you would lay me on a bed… As expected, you two are as warm as the touch of Bartes.”
When the Monk tried to slink back down to lie down again, Yulisian grabbed him by the shoulder.
“You dropped this while you were sleeping.”
The folded map thudded down onto the Monk’s thigh.
I scrutinized the Monk’s expression.
Not a single hint of fluster could be seen.
In truth, his straight-cut bangs covered everything down to the bridge of his nose, making it difficult to read his face.
Did he perhaps think we would not know what kind of map it was because it was written in the Ancient Language?
“It was written that it is the Nest of Monsters.”
“Mm, mm. That is, haawm, correct…”
Normally, meeting someone who could read the Ancient Language would evoke surprise.
Yet, the Monk’s reaction was entirely nonchalant.
It was as though he already knew I was capable of reading the Ancient Language.
Seeing the Monk’s reaction, Yulisian pressed down slightly on his shoulder, applying pressure.
“Did Kildian send you?”
The Monk tilted his head with an expression that seemed utterly clueless.
“Pardon?”
I also stood up, walked over, and flanked Yulisian.
“It is alright. You can tell us. Kildian told you to look around the Nest of Monsters, did he not? Did you intentionally approach us so you could travel comfortably?”
The Monk’s finger twitched.
Yulisian followed up with another question.
“Is your identity as a monk a fake as well?”
This time, his shoulders flinched violently like a man whose conscience had been struck hard.
“Suddenly, sleep is…”
Look at this fellow.
Yulisian let go of his shoulder for the time being.
Even though his fake monk identity had been exposed, he merely glanced back and forth at the two of us before lying right back down.
As if he did not care in the least that his false identity had been discovered.
His attitude made me all the more certain.
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The rain stopped, and just as the servants and mercenaries were busily preparing to set out on the road again, it happened.
“Ah, aaaah!!”
A scream echoed from a place not too far away.
Just as I was about to turn around, he pulled the back of my head into his chest.
“Do not look, Amarynthis. It is a corpse.”
My shoulders stiffened with tension.
Shouts poured out alongside the sounds of weeping.
“We hunted down and killed every single beast we could find, so why does this keep happening!”
“The village is cursed. Oh, Lord Bartes…”
“This is all because of those wretched outsiders!”
“Get out of here right now! Never come back!”
A few of the agitated villagers brandished their farming tools like weapons.
While the others restrained them, Yulisian ushered me inside the carriage.
For a fleeting second, something crimson caught my eye.
The moment I tried to turn my head, Yulisian covered my eyes, but I had already seen it.
The horrifying, mangled bite marks.
Those were not wounds inflicted for food.
Feeling a wave of nausea, I covered my mouth, and Yulisian soothingly rubbed my back with concern.
“Are you alright?”
Unable to answer, I could only nod.
“Quickly, qu-quickly, let us leave.”
After a moment’s hesitation, he wrapped his arms around me.
While I strove to calm myself by listening to the steady beat of his heart, the fake monk shamelessly climbed into our carriage.
Under normal circumstances, I would have intended to leave him behind in this village, but knowing he was one of Kildian’s men, I could no longer do so.
Soon, the carriage departed.
Once we grew somewhat distant from the village, I managed to steady my nerves.
Strangely, however, the Monk was not sleeping for once and was rummaging through his robes.
He then showed us the map and pointed toward a canyon.
“Could we stop and stop by here for a moment?”
“No.”
“Very well.”
Yulisian and I answered at the exact same time.
“Yulisian. Just now, haah… You saw that. And yet you intend to drop by there?”
“If it is Prince Kildian’s command, we have no choice but to follow, do we not?”
That was an excuse.
He simply wanted to confirm it with his own eyes.
Just how dangerous a demonic beast was, what it looked like, and whether it was something they could stand against.
“Yulisian.”
I called his name as if pleading.
His eyes wavered for a moment. But just like when I had asked him not to drive the Monk away, he did not reverse his decision.
The fake monk, who had been sitting quietly, asked.
“Would you two like to go and check it together? All the places inspected so far were failed colonies.”
“There was not a single place that succeeded?”
“Ah… A few were born, but they failed to form a colony, so it is hard to call it a success. This is the last nest, and if it is just like the other places, it will not be very dangerous. They usually leave the nest immediately upon birth anyway.”
Since I did not know exactly what a demonic beast was, I could not judge whether his reassuring words were the truth or not.
Before long, the carriage came to a halt under Yulisian’s direction.
At the announcement that we would take a brief rest, the mercenaries and a few servants unpacked and sat down.
Yulisian dismounted with the fake monk and mounted separate horses.
I did not know what would happen, but if demonic beasts truly existed, it would be safer to be with the two people who possessed knowledge about them.
This decision was absolutely not out of worry for Yulisian. It was a rational judgment.
“…I am coming with you.”
Untying one more horse that had been hitched to the carriage, I headed toward the vicinity of the canyon along with the two men.
As we drew closer to our destination, an unpleasant stench began to waft from somewhere.
Frowning, I covered my nose with my sleeve. The horses refused to go any further, as if sensing danger.
We tied the horses to a tree and proceeded on foot.
Before long, the path abruptly ended. Before our eyes was a sheer precipice. The habitat of the demonic beasts must be down below.
The two men took the lead, and I followed hesitantly behind them.
And the moment I looked down beneath the cliff, the fake monk let out a sigh beside me.
“Ah… This is a disaster.”
Hundreds of eggs made of thin membranes tightly packed the inside of the canyon.
Beneath the translucent film, the grotesque creatures could be seen writhing vividly, even from afar.

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