Surviving as the Wife of the Swordsmanship Clan’s Troublemaker - Chapter 73

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Chapter 73

As I kept my mouth tightly shut with bitter thoughts.

“I’ll protect you.”

Docheop extended his hand.

“No matter what happens, I’ll protect you.”

At that moment, warm light gently descended from the sky that had been overcast with dark clouds.

“I said I would repay you for the scarf.”

The light falling on his outstretched hand was so warm that for a moment I almost mistook his hand for a saving grace and grabbed it.

Why?

Had I wanted to hear those words?

Or was it because the person saying them was Docheop?

Docheop was the protagonist of this world. Did I think he could save me?

“Why, why would you? Why would you protect me, young master?”

“We got married today. It’s natural for a husband to protect his wife.”

“I have something to say about that too. You might not have known, young master, but today’s wedding was actually a play to catch the traitor.”

Would he be hurt?

But it was a fact he had to know eventually.

I swallowed dryly and watched Docheop’s reaction.

After a moment of silence, he suddenly burst into laughter.

“Did you think I wouldn’t know even that? I already knew your secret.”

“What? You really knew? Who told you?”

“No one.”

What?

Why does he know everything?

“Looking at you, you tend to see me like a child who just entered the academy. You think I don’t know anything.”

Well, that’s because pre-awakening Docheop was called a ‘sword fool’ and only knew about awakening.

He didn’t even know how to start a fire, so when he first set out on his adventure after awakening, he slept on cold ground and his mouth got crooked.

The person who saved that fool became his first companion.

But the more I looked at him, Docheop wasn’t a fool.

He was closer to the opposite.

I felt like he was one step ahead of me, even though I was a possessor who knew everything.

That couldn’t be right.

“…I’m curious too. How do you know everything about me, young master?”

“Because I’m very interested in you.”

He repeated what he had said before.

“But I didn’t know you were harboring such a huge secret.”

Docheop rubbed his face with his hands.

Then he glared at me.

“I never imagined you’d be in league with the Holy Church.”

“I think there’s some misunderstanding. I have absolutely no relationship with that group. At least not the current me.”

I immediately refuted that statement.

That was unfair.

This time Docheop gently grasped my shoulder.

“And you won’t in the future either, right?”

He asked as if pleading for me to say yes.

“Of course. If I had intended to join them, I would have taken the traitor’s hand and left.”

The probability that the Holy Church, including Morgan, knew my identity was close to one hundred percent.

And they definitely called me a high-ranking executive.

‘Probably the reason Hallara lived without being discovered all this time was because they were backing her.’

Now the mystery of how she survived despite being from an extinct family was solved.

If I returned to the Holy Church as Morgan said, my safety would definitely be guaranteed.

“So that’s why you couldn’t do either and just left this letter behind?”

Docheop pulled out the letter he had kept in his pocket and waved it.

He really was fast.

I had rushed out right after writing the letter.

When did he read that and chase after me?

“You had to catch the traitor, but you were afraid you’d be caught too since they claimed you were in league with them?”

“…Yes. That’s exactly right.”

I answered like a sigh.

What was the point of hiding anything now?

“You said you lost your memory. Did you forget not just me but also your past entanglements with them?”

He asked, recalling how I had forgotten him before. I had pretended to have partial amnesia, but I should pretend to have even more extensive partial amnesia.

“That’s right. I have no memories related to them at all.”

“Even if your past and they were deeply connected, would you still abandon them in the end?”

“Of course.”

I could say this with certainty. Even if I died, I had no intention of siding with evil.

“I like the Bloodmere Family better than them.”

Whatever relationship they had with Hallara had nothing to do with the current me. The current me only had memories built with the Bloodmere people.

“Hallara.”

Docheop called my name softly. I raised my gaze that I had briefly lowered. His black eyes held me straight and true.

“Let me ask one last thing.”

“Yes.”

“Is there anything else you’re hiding from me?”

Something I’m hiding?

“…There is.”

There is.

“Tell me.”

“I can see a thousand-year-old spirit.”

Junel.

[Why are you telling him!]

“I’ve been feeling frustrated keeping this fact to myself.”

[Our secret conversations!]

“I couldn’t even talk when people were around.”

I took this opportunity to reveal Junel’s existence too.

Would he be surprised?

Wouldn’t he understand?

That’s what I thought, but…

“Junel? You mean the spirit of Kalrai? So you can see him after all.”

“How did you know?”

He immediately recognized that the spirit I mentioned was Junel.

“He’s a spirit that lives in Bloodmere.”

[What? This guy. Did he know about me…?]

Junel, who had been fuming, paused at Docheop’s words.

“Was it also Junel who helped me at Kernhol?”

[That Docheop! He noticed that too!]

His words were rough, but Junel seemed moved. His eyes sparkled.

“That’s right.”

“I thought so.”

Docheop smiled faintly.

“Thanks to you, we easily defeated the Creckbear. Thank you.”

[Of course. Do you know who I am? Actually, if I had just lifted a finger, that Creckbear would have been dead meat. Kuhaha!]

Junel laughed so loudly it was deafening.

Since only my eardrums seemed about to burst, I gently grabbed Junel.

“Anyway, when I occasionally talk to myself, I’m having a conversation with Junel.”

“I understand.”

“Ah, I feel so relieved.”

I think I understood why people use the three words: pleasant, refreshing, and exhilarating.

“Is there more?”

“More…?”

“Things you’re hiding from me.”

There was one thing.

That this was inside a novel and I was someone who had possessed this body.

But I couldn’t tell him this fact.

Even if I told him, it was an unbelievable story, and there was no need to tell him.

“There’s nothing.”

However, unlike me who felt relieved, Docheop seemed like there were still things he wanted to hear.

But he didn’t try to pester me or interrogate me further.

“Then don’t run away.”

Instead, he said that.

“Even knowing that I’m a thoroughly rotten seductress with a terrible past, you still say that?”

I’m involved with the Holy Church and Brinihanta and all sorts of things, you know?

“I don’t care.”

Docheop said he truly didn’t mind.

“All I know how to do is cook and knit.”

“That’s wonderful.”

He touched the scarf he was wearing. It was the wool scarf I had made for him.

He must have been planning to walk around the wedding wearing that.

“Since you’re good at it anyway, do it well in front of me.”

“Really… you’re such a protagonist.”

Well, Docheop was generous enough to forgive even traitors.

“Today’s protagonist is you.”

“That’s not what I meant.”

The sudden talk of marriage made me chuckle.

“If I were going to be manly about it, I’d want to say let’s go together, but I’ve wandered for so long that now I just want to stay home.”

“You want to stay home?”

“Yeah. I want to be with my family.”

He said it as if it were obvious.

It was an obvious thing to say. Docheop had missed his family throughout the entire adventure.

But suddenly, a scene of the Bloodmere house where I had lived burning down flashed through my mind.

May.

Chef Hotsen.

The people from the annex.

Francesca.

And even Docheop.

The home that Docheop wanted to be in wasn’t just his home anymore.

“…Me too.”

“Let’s go back.”

He extended his hand without considering the consequences.

To take care of me this much. Perhaps the responsibility from that one night weighed heavily on him. Still, I was grateful. He had said exactly what I wanted to hear most.

I couldn’t repay him by leading him down the path to destruction.

“I’ll go back.”

Let’s go back.

Let’s go back and save just Bloodmere.

“If Prince Nikolai tries to kill me, you’ll have to save me then.”

I held out my pinky finger to Docheop.

“Ah.”

He looked confused for a moment, then hooked his finger with mine.

“Yes. Honey.”

“Oh, really!”

“I keep my promises.”

I really can’t trust him at all.

Right now he’s much weaker than Nikolai.

Seeing that I wanted to trust this Docheop, I was definitely completely crazy too.

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