The Obsessive Maniac Is Trying To Confine Me - Chapter 123

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Episode 123

“What on earth could be bothering you?”

The man covered head to toe in a robe muttered while casting his gaze toward the quiet forest where not even the sound of insects could be heard.

Then he tilted his head while looking back at Dillen, who had been frowning the entire time.

Dillen’s dark brown hair appeared almost black, hidden in the long shadows cast by the trees.

When his handsome face showed no signs of relaxing, the robed man clicked his tongue.

“I granted everything you wanted.”

“Shut that mouth of yours, it’s noisy, Hayden.”

Dillen’s mind was completely in chaos.

His mental state had been pushed to its limits, unable to accept even the slightest noise.

“I refuse. I made the demon worshippers attack the northern castle just as you wanted. So what exactly are you dissatisfied with…?”

“Should I rip out that tongue of yours to make you stop?”

Only then did Hayden close his mouth.

What a temper.

He was reminded of Dillen’s brother, whom he had seen when he once infiltrated Evantes disguised as a servant.

A remarkably handsome man with black hair and pomegranate-red eyes.

A man with such striking appearance that he would turn heads even from a distance.

However, what caught Hayden’s attention were those red eyes, identical to Dillen’s.

‘As expected of brothers, their rotten personalities are exactly the same.’

Hayden clicked his tongue briefly.

Dillen was someone special among the demon worshippers. It was one of the reasons he received such treatment there.

Though he didn’t know the details, from what he heard, Dillen had made a certain ‘pact.’

Thanks to that pact, he was receiving this kind of treatment.

That’s why he followed the ridiculous order to suddenly attack the northern castle.

“Where the hell could she be…?”

Unaware of Hayden’s thoughts, Dillen was currently extremely anxious.

When he heard the news that Rose had disappeared, he was quite shocked.

However, when rumors spread that this was the work of demon worshippers, Dillen’s thinking changed.

Perhaps all of this was Rose’s plan.

To escape from being a suspect in this ridiculous incident involving the Paladin Commander.

The Paladin Commander, being a transcendent, was certainly a sufficient target for demon worshipper attacks.

Though it was a conviction without any evidence, Dillen had been by Rose’s side for many years. He knew her that well.

Once convinced, Dillen moved to help her.

He made the demon worshippers attack the northern castle, turning suspicion into established fact.

His plan succeeded.

‘But why aren’t you appearing, Rose?’

He had been stirring up the north for days, but couldn’t find a single strand of her hair.

“Damn it.”

Once again, Dillen spat out curses.

He had wasted so much time searching for Rose.

But what Dillen finally encountered was.

“We found her!”

They had finally found Rose.

When Dillen was about to leave the forest, he saw knights from the northern castle who had already exited the forest passing by.

Rose was held in the arms of the Paladin Commander walking at the front. Her motionless, eyes-closed appearance scratched at Dillen’s anxiety.

Her arm, hanging out from the man’s embrace, swayed like a corpse.

The Paladin Commander, unlike usual, had no smile on his lips.

With a shadowed face, no, with dead eyes, he stood in front of the castle holding Rose.

The knights standing around him hung their heads low, unable to make eye contact with anyone.

However, whatever expressions they wore was outside of Dillen’s concern.

Relief at finding her and worry about her pale complexion shook his mind.

But at the news that followed, Dillen could not maintain his sanity.

“Assistant Seiblinn is dead.”

Snap.

The thread of reason that had grown thin throughout Roji’s disappearance was completely severed.

* * *

The heavy snowfall had stopped.

However, the black clouds covering the area around the castle showed no signs of disappearing.

It wasn’t just covered by black clouds; the entire castle was shrouded in a gloomy atmosphere.

“This incident… must absolutely not leak outside.”

The Count earnestly entreated his knights.

He had cooperated to clear Roji of the false accusation of attempting to assassinate the Paladin Commander, but things had gone wrong.

In this situation, he would be the first to be suspected of killing her.

So the Count tried to hide this fact.

He distorted his eyes and pressed his temples.

“Why did things turn out this way…?”

Currently, there was much speculation that demon worshippers had killed Roji.

However, ‘much’ meant there were other opinions as well.

Where is Yurta Herthas right now?

Questions continued to be raised as he hadn’t been seen since Roji disappeared.

“Count, the coffin has arrived.”

“Ah, yes.”

The coffin to place Roji’s body in had arrived at the northern castle.

The Count soon moved to check the coffin.

When he arrived in front of the coffin where Roji’s body had been placed, there was already someone in the room.

The Count couldn’t enter immediately.

He could see the back of a man dressed in pure white clothing.

While wondering whether he should make his presence known, the Count witnessed something eerie.

Wondering if he had seen wrong, he opened his eyes wide, then only twitched his eyebrows slightly and quietly entered.

“Close the door.”

At his brief command, the knights immediately closed the door.

Rihardt must have heard this sound too, but he didn’t turn around.

The Count also didn’t want him to sense his presence and turn around.

The Count stood quietly and took in the sight of Rihardt silently caressing the corpse’s hand.

The man who usually exuded a benevolent and holy atmosphere now looked like a fallen knight who had sold his soul to a demon.

The man’s eyes, once like a blue lake, now evoked the deep abyss of the river of the underworld.

Most eerie of all was how he stroked the back of the corpse’s hand with devoted touches while having vacant eyes.

Rihardt had positioned Roji in the coffin with only her hands extending outside.

‘A corpse…’

No matter how beautiful and enchanting that woman had been in the past, she was now a corpse.

Wasn’t it chilling that he was touching such a corpse like that?

The Count looked back again. He felt deep relief that he had closed the door.

It wouldn’t be good for others to see the empire’s hero’s bizarre behavior.

‘Why is he touching her so tenderly?’

Come to think of it…

The Count recalled one fact.

When Rihardt was attacked, pink hair had been found on his body.

The Count had been puzzled all along about how that could be true, but neither Roji nor Rihardt would open their mouths.

Could they have secretly had a rendezvous?

If so, it would make sense why those two kept their mouths firmly shut.

Looking at those wistful blue eyes gazing at her, it seemed like Rihardt had secretly loved her.

To love a woman who would become Count Evantes’ fiancée…

“Count.”

Rihardt, who had only been repeating eerie behavior, quietly opened his mouth as if some wind had blown.

“Is there a possibility that someone who died could come back to life?”

“…What do you mean by that.”

“I’m not sure myself.”

Rihardt smiled an enigmatic smile.

The Count briefly wondered if he should smile back. However, his stiff lips wouldn’t move easily.

He pondered for a moment and shifted his gaze to the end of the room.

The wide window wouldn’t close, so the curtains fluttered.

“People who have died don’t come back to life, do they?”

“…Though Miss Roji’s death is regrettable, the dead do not return to life.”

Did that serve as an answer? Rihardt didn’t speak to him anymore.

Unable to endure any longer the sensation of pitch-black darkness becoming a huge boulder crushing his entire body, the Count immediately left the room.

“Count, are you alright?”

Seeing that the Count’s expression didn’t look good at all as he came out of the room, his servant asked cautiously.

The Count recalled what he had seen inside there.

And he tried to say something to his servant but closed his mouth.

The chilling sensation he had received was not something that could be expressed in words.

Probably no one would understand.

Rather, he would appear to be a tactless person trying to bring down that holy man.

He cut away the eeriness he had brought out from that room.

He decided to dismiss it as just his imagination.

However.

“Count, this is terrible! The Paladin Commander has fallen from the window!”

At that moment, the Count’s vision went dark.

It was a utterly grim situation.

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“Gasp!”

I opened my eyes.

In Korea.

With shackles fastened around my ankles.

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