Resetting Lady - Chapter 205

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Dulan felt uncomfortable with the subdeacon who looked at him with somewhat pitying eyes. The subdeacon regarded Dulan as a foolish man who had been rejected by Karen yet couldn’t forget her and had followed her here. Knowing that the outward situation appeared that way, Dulan couldn’t deny it and kept his mouth shut.

If he could confirm who Karen’s partner was and feed her the drug at the right time, his job would be finished.

He just needed to satisfy his curiosity. That was all.

But it wasn’t easy to find out who Karen had chosen.

Karen’s life was mostly arranged around Isella Evans. She stayed in the room adjacent to Isella’s, ran small errands for her, and went out and acted together with her.

Whether it was going around shopping, showing her face in social circles, or even doing volunteer work at the temple, there were hardly any signs of her being with other men. The person Karen met most frequently was Sion Electra, but he didn’t seem to get along particularly well with Karen either.

Since her beauty was outstanding, there were men who helped her on the street or flirted with her, but there was no man she met frequently enough to introduce to her father. Dulan even suspected that Karen had simply made an excuse.

And Karen had indeed grown annoyingly pretty.

Her waist was slender and her elongated body clearly showed the signs of an adult woman. Her skin glowed like milk, and even in the dark temple, her fiery red hair rippled and showed off its beautiful form.

Not just her appearance, but her attitude was also completely different from when she was young. Karen’s gait was careful, her speech was gentle, and a smile always lingered on her face. Word quickly spread throughout the Great Cathedral about Karen Hyer, who was brilliantly beautiful yet dignified.

Thinking of how she used to struggle as a child, throwing hot soup at Dulan’s face or trying to hang herself, it was close to a miracle.

But it was useless beauty. Karen showed no great interest in any man and focused only on serving Isella. Karen’s daily life was simply that of Isella’s maid.

‘Why am I here?’

Dulan felt doubtful after a month.

Catherine, Dulan, and the Lord were interested in which man Karen would meet, who she would fall in love with and how she would have children, or whether she wouldn’t have them at all, but they weren’t interested in whose maid or companion she was.

Dulan was curious about which man Karen would meet, but he wasn’t curious about what clothes Isella Evans and Karen bought. He wasn’t curious about what restaurants Karen went to or what operas she was interested in.

His job was extremely simple. To prevent her from having children. To make Karen Hyer live forever.

But since Karen rarely showed signs of meeting men, Dulan had no choice but to continue spending his days hiding in a corner, holding his breath and watching her every day.

Continuously.

Without saying a word, without making eye contact even once.

And Dulan put drugs in Karen’s meals as before. Not just Karen, but everyone in the temple would become more devout.

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Then one day, Karen didn’t return to the dormitory. Dulan knew that the day had finally come.

When Dulan was watching, there seemed to be no men around, but she might not want to show other men to Isella. Or it could be a man she was temporarily separated from while Dulan was watching. Hadn’t he confirmed from the letter she sent to her father that there was a man?

It was obvious that neither Isella nor Karen had returned to the dormitory. Both had clearly gone to meet their respective men. Dulan thought again whether he had given Karen contraceptives. He definitely had. No matter which man she rolled around with today, she, and as a bonus the Evans family’s daughter, wouldn’t have children.

“…How strange.”

Dulan felt bad because he couldn’t understand why he was so concerned about a fact he already knew. Even knowing that Karen Hyer had a man, the fact that she was staying out overnight felt strangely uncomfortable. And it felt even worse that he couldn’t understand why he was displeased.

Which man was she rolling around with?

“…Hmph.”

Dulan confirmed that Karen hadn’t come in and sat down in a chair to read the scriptures. Actually, it wasn’t his business to know who her partner was.

The important thing was preventing her from having children. And that would already be sufficiently taken care of.

Dulan had taught the recipe for mixing contraceptives well with spices and serving them as meals to the people working at the Great Cathedral. While making meals, they would unknowingly ensure that absolutely no children would be born to anyone staying at the temple.

Considering the amount of drugs Karen had consumed during her stay, no children would be born for the next year.

No child will be born.

With that, his job was finished. Whatever man Karen rolled around with, that wasn’t his concern. That wasn’t what was important.

Eternity was.

To shake off his vulgar thoughts, Dulan turned his eyes to the scriptures. The letters on the paper came to him. Though his actions were those of a heretic, the scriptures still became his standard of living.

Eternity, heresy, purity, truth…

Flee from sexual immorality. Every sin that a man commits is outside the body…

But I tell you that anyone who looks at a woman lustfully has already committed adultery with her in his heart.

“Damn.”

Of all passages, every one he opened was like this.

Of course, it wasn’t the scriptures’ fault. His eyes were the problem. Realizing his state, Dulan closed the scriptures. He couldn’t concentrate at all. He covered his eyes with his hands and sighed.

“…Hah.”

She must be sleeping by now.

Dulan ultimately couldn’t suppress his thoughts.

What expression would she make in bed? How would she call her partner? It would surely be vulgar.

He shouldn’t care, but he couldn’t help caring. It was definitely because he had been concerned about her pregnancy and birth for over ten years. To get pregnant, she naturally had to have sexual relations. It wasn’t strange. It wasn’t because he was strange. Besides, Karen was the dirty one for doing such things before marriage.

Dulan sat there all night without sleeping.

And when she didn’t return the next day, or the day after that, he felt something was wrong.

During the great service, Dulan excused himself saying he wasn’t feeling well and entered the dormitory where Isella and Karen stayed. There was no need to check which room was Karen’s. It was the first place he had confirmed. He had secured a spare key long ago.

Knock knock.

“…”

As expected, no sound was heard. She still hadn’t returned. Dulan put the key in the hole and turned it. The old door slowly opened.

Creak.

The dormitory was all similar, not much different from his own room. One desk, one wardrobe, one bed. Around the wardrobe, since she was a woman who attended social gatherings, there were more clothes that couldn’t fit in the wardrobe.

Dulan ran his fingers over the clothes. Then he stopped, feeling sinister about himself. It was hard to prevent himself from thinking about the skin beneath the clothes.

He shook his head and prepared to leave again. Karen clearly hadn’t returned since then. He wondered if she had come back after he left, but seeing that the clothes she wore the day before were missing, she simply hadn’t returned.

Still.

“Priest Dulan, what are you doing here?”

“…As a relative, I was worried because she doesn’t seem to have returned.”

“This is the priestess dormitory, so even if you’re a priest, you shouldn’t enter.”

It was a janitor working at the temple. Still, his poor excuse seemed to work as he didn’t pursue it further. Dulan stepped back. The janitor closed the door, locked it, and opened the adjacent room. Then he began gathering the items inside the room.

“What… are you doing now?”

“The young lady who used this room decided to return home. So I’m packing her belongings. Are you going to keep watching?”

He looked at the clothes and various accessories, items made of gold, silver, and jewels with regretful eyes while glaring at Dulan. It looked like he would have pocketed a few if Dulan hadn’t been there.

“Aren’t you packing Karen Hyer’s… belongings?”

“Well, I only heard about Miss Isella Evans who used this room.”

Dulan could only stand there stupidly watching the janitor remove all of Isella’s belongings. He was confused. Where had Karen Hyer gone?

And the next day, and the day after that, Karen seemed not to have touched her belongings. Unlike Isella, no one packed her things, nor did Karen return.

“Dulan, you don’t know well, but overnight stays by young people staying here are quite frequent.”

When he spoke to the subdeacon, he dismissed it saying she was probably just staying out overnight.

Dulan didn’t know how far he should act. He should have remained an observer, but how far should he speak up? When the person in charge of the Great Cathedral said it would be fine like that, it wasn’t right for him, an outsider, to step forward first.

Whether he was really worried, or purely curious. He couldn’t even know what he wanted to do. It was more than a week later when he learned of Karen Hyer’s whereabouts.

A week later, someone came looking for Dulan.

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