Resetting Lady - Chapter 112

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Karen was slightly puzzled. Dulan was sitting in the room, then stood up and approached her.

“…I’m, I’m the last… confession attendant…”

And he untied the rope bound to Karen’s hands. Karen touched her numb wrists. Was this better than a complete stranger? But he wasn’t just someone she knew – what did it mean that it was Dulan?

“Ha. Well. Fine.”

“…”

“I was just sentenced to death and dragged here immediately, so I’m out of it.”

“…Right.”

Karen sat in the chair while rubbing her numb wrists. Since there was only one chair, Dulan remained standing. Karen looked up at Dulan.

“…I have something I’m curious about.”

“…”

“Do they usually bring you this far for executions? This is my first time being executed, but I’ve seen it a few times. Usually when they kill famous people, they do it in front of even more people as an example.”

Karen said while looking out the window. The top floor had surprisingly large and bright windows.

“This doesn’t seem like a frequently used execution site either.”

“Are, are you curious about that?”

“Yeah.”

Dulan answered readily.

“I, I… asked Mr. Verdick.”

“To make the execution site here?”

“Y, yes.”

“Why?”

“So… so you could, before you die… take out your anger on me.”

Karen blinked.

“Wow.”

“…”

“You asked first?”

Dulan nodded.

“…Y, yes.”

Karen was dumbfounded.

“…Um, so, before dying… ah, I get it.”

She understood all too well. Karen knew this kind of thing well. Unlucky young women were always in danger ‘this way.’ Karen was among the particularly unlucky ones. But Karen was angry that Dulan had said this.

“What exactly are you trying to do with me right now?”

“…”

Karen disheveled her hair. Anger and irritation mixed together, making it hard to suppress. She couldn’t understand why Dulan, of all people who knew her situation, was treating her this way. Would she go to hell if he just let her die carelessly?

“Take off your clothes now? Ah, seriously. Lord Raymond alone is enough trouble for me right now. Mr. Verdick is really annoying. I’ll be going to my execution soon, so why are you being so annoying until the very end?”

“…”

Karen jumped up and grabbed Dulan by the collar.

“Hey, if I die, go play with my corpse. I’m having a hard enough time right now. Why are you treating me like this? Huh?”

Karen was angry. The reason Karen hadn’t gotten truly angry at Dulan until now was because too many big incidents had happened in succession. And Karen was really in a situation where she could hardly get angry about most things.

“L, let go of this.”

But what Dulan had done to Karen were things she couldn’t help but be angry about.

“Sending me to Prince Guiz, reviving Isella, getting me sentenced to death, dragging me all the way here, why are you being so annoying? Huh? And after all that, what? Satisfy your lust before I die?”

Smack!

Karen grabbed his collar and slapped Dulan’s cheek hard.

“From the beginning… from the beginning! I said I’d spread my legs anytime if I wanted to sleep with you! You were the one who said you wouldn’t! It’s all over! You’re useless! Just let me die quickly!”

“N, no.”

Dulan grabbed Karen’s wrist. Strong force pressed down on Karen. Dulan pressed Karen’s shoulders down firmly.

“…You, you haven’t answered yet.”

Karen glared at Dulan while calming her ragged breathing. If she could, she wanted to cut off Dulan’s neck.

“What.”

“…True love.”

Karen glared at Dulan, but Dulan met her gaze with those endlessly black pupils.

“Do, do you… love Lord Raymond?”

You haven’t answered yet.

Our bet isn’t over yet.

* * *

‘What should I do…’

Isella anxiously bit her nails. She paced nervously around inside the tent. Too much had happened while she was asleep. Isella couldn’t believe she had been asleep for seven whole months.

“Lili! Lili!”

“…”

“Ah, she didn’t come?”

Isella was disappointed that even her maid hadn’t come. It was uncomfortable. The inside of the tent was really uncomfortable.

Isella really didn’t want to come, but ‘standing aside and watching’ here was also a duty. The duty of a revenge seeker that Father had spoken of. Isella had to take revenge on Karen here and see the results.

Isella wasn’t ready yet. She was someone who hated seeing even wounds, let alone corpses. But Verdick wouldn’t allow any more spoiled behavior than that. Childhood was over now.

“Isella, stop tormenting your nails. It doesn’t look good.”

Verdick pointed out as he entered the tent.

“I, I’m sorry.”

Isella took her thumb away from her mouth. Until recently, Verdick hadn’t scolded his bedridden daughter any further. Isella looked at him cautiously and asked.

“Father, what about Mother? Didn’t she come?”

“When has that woman ever come out of the house willingly?”

Verdick answered curtly.

“She’s not coming…”

Isella wanted to see her mother more than her father. Because she was anxious. Though Verdick usually kept Isella closer to him, since waking up, Father had been continuously scary and unfamiliar.

“We’ll be going home soon too.”

“Yes…”

Isella answered while looking at Verdick, who had gleaming eyes. Isella was scared. She was scared now, and scared of what was going to happen.

“Let’s go back as soon as it’s over.”

Verdick’s voice was gentle, but the content wasn’t gentle. He never told his daughter to go back first and rest.

“As soon as it’s over.”

Verdick answered while glaring at the tower. It was a firm resolution. Isella wiped the sweat flowing down her skirt. Whenever Father had that expression, something bad always happened.

“Look over there. Our revenge has begun now.”

Karen would be inside that tower. Isella’s legal sister, Isella’s enemy, a murderer who had killed several people. Isella and Verdick were waiting outside the tower for her head to be displayed.

‘I’m scared…’

Verdick clearly had no intention of returning until he saw her neck. Isella looked at her father’s face and finally spoke the words she had been thinking about all along.

“Father…”

“What is it.”

Verdick answered while glaring at the tower.

“I, I’m scared.”

“There’s nothing to be scared of. It’s all over now.”

Isella shook her head. She was scared of Father. But Verdick was Isella’s father. She shouldn’t be afraid. There was something even more frightening than that.

“Father, did I… see it correctly?”

Isella couldn’t be certain of her memories.

“Did I really… see it right?”

“What kind of talk is that at this point?”

Verdick asked in an irritated voice. Isella hesitated before answering.

“I don’t even remember the fire… I definitely… saw Karen then… in the room with Lord Hyer, her father. But I didn’t see her kill him.”

Verdick pointed to Isella’s shoulder and said.

“You had a wound. And didn’t you say it was Karen who hit you?”

“Yes, yes. That’s right.”

Isella nodded vigorously. But she wasn’t certain about anything else.

As soon as she woke up, she heard about her broken engagement, and when she heard that Raymond Seyertes was engaged to Karen instead of her, she screamed and said.

Karen had chased after her through that dark corridor, her red hair flowing as she ran. Endlessly, endlessly. While smiling. The corridor was so dark and never-ending.

“…Surely… she was going to….”

Isella finally awakened from that nightmare. She trembled as she wrapped her arms around her shoulders. Even after waking from the nightmare, the fear didn’t end. A new fear had emerged.

“But I didn’t directly see her kill anyone…. What if I… I saw it wrong?”

Things had become far too serious. Isella felt her blood run cold as she recalled Raymond glaring at her, and all those nobles focusing their attention on her. Had she really only spoken the truth? Really?

“Isella, Isella.”

Verdick went to his daughter’s side. He wrapped his arms around his trembling daughter’s shoulders. Verdick spoke gently.

“You’re too kind for your own good.”

“B-but, Father.”

The trembling wouldn’t stop. Isella was crushed by the pressure of having to speak. She hated Karen. She wanted to kill that woman who had stolen her fiancé. And she was scared. She wished that woman would be erased from the world.

“I’m frightened….”

But actually coming to the execution site and waiting for Karen’s neck was a different matter. She hadn’t wanted to wait to see a corpse directly with her own eyes.

“I-I think this is still too much for me to handle.”

All of this situation. Isella felt anew that she was still young. Things had become too serious. But Verdick was resolute.

“You’re old enough to personally confirm an enemy’s corpse. You’re an adult now.”

Isella’s trembling wouldn’t stop. Verdick continued speaking.

“Isella.”

“…Yes, Father.”

“What are you so afraid of? It’s a clear fact that Karen killed someone, and it’s also a clear fact that she hurt you. You should take revenge and tear that bitch’s flesh apart. Because you’re my daughter.”

Isella shook her head.

“What if I saw it wrong? Then… what happens?”

“That’s possible.”

Verdick nodded his head.

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