The Obsessive Maniac Is Trying To Confine Me - Chapter 127

—————
This chapter was translated by Lunox Team. To support us and help keep this series going, visit our website: LunoxScans.com
—————

Episode 127

Dillen left.

Perhaps this marked the end of our relationship.

How ridiculous.

I wasn’t even Rose, so it was a relationship that never began in the first place.

“You don’t look well.”

Arzen, who had returned, leaned against the wall with his arms crossed and muttered.

My mind was still in a daze.

“…Would being a mistress not work?”

“What?”

“A fiancée would involve complicated procedures when the term ends. Since it’s a formal relationship anyway, wouldn’t being a mistress be more convenient?”

Arzen seemed surprised by my sudden change in attitude.

He narrowed his eyes suspiciously as he looked at me.

“You may not believe me, but I never planned to run away from the start, nor did I intend to.”

“…”

“I’ll give you what you want, so please grant my request as well.”

“A request?”

He gestured with his chin as if to say go ahead and speak.

“Please help me meet the Benefactor.”

“…The Benefactor?”

The reason why the physician and nobles from Persen Estate whispered while looking at me. I think I understand now.

They probably knew that woman who killed me and looked exactly like me.

Persen Estate where the Benefactor appeared, and a woman who looked exactly like me.

They were all people who didn’t appear in the novel.

‘Perhaps it might be related to the reason I fell into this world…’

That’s why I wanted to find out what happened.

“Currently, the only person who can arrange a meeting with the Benefactor in the capital is Princess Evangeline.”

“…”

“You have quite an intimate relationship with Princess Evangeline, don’t you?”

Since I found a way to return to Korea, I had to go back there.

I won’t hide anymore and will find out everything.

“If possible, I’d like to become the most glamorous mistress in the capital.”

“That’s quite simple. However.”

Arzen approached me closely.

“It will be difficult to live as Roji.”

“…”

“Unless you plan to become a witch who performs the miracle of dying and coming back to life in front of everyone.”

He was right. I nodded.

From what Arzen said, quite a few people confirmed that I died, and it’s not like I can silence them all one by one.

‘Perhaps the rumors have already spread.’

I felt the need to get rid of both Yurta and Rihardt anyway since they were bothersome.

I might get caught later, but it would be troublesome if they interfered with what I’m about to do.

“I’ll live with a new identity.”

Only then did Arzen smile as if satisfied.

“Instead, please let me write a letter to Count Seiblain.”

At least I should let Michelle know that I’m alive, shouldn’t I?

“…Do you trust Count Seiblain?”

“Of course?”

Arzen seemed displeased.

“Fine, good. We’ll need her help to get out of this estate anyway.”

* * *

Grand Master! Grand Master!

Are you alright, Grand Master!

Grand Master!

Everything around was noisy.

Rihardt quietly closed his eyes while buried in the snow.

Why did I jump down?

As his consciousness grew hazy, he pulled out the vague reason.

He hadn’t jumped down to die particularly.

It was just the stupid reason that he wanted to jump.

When he closed his eyes, a woman with lovely pink hair flickered before him.

She seemed within reach if he stretched out his hand, but she wasn’t there.

He felt like embracing the illusion would bring a pleasant fragrance, but what actually lingered around his nose was the smell of blood.

The stench coming from his own body.

He wondered.

Why am I here?

Grand Master! Pull yourself together!

Around him, they still cried out noisily.

It was so noisy that he felt the urge to rip out all their tongues.

The world was too full of noise.

He wanted to be submerged in the sea and escape from all that noise.

Whether God heard his wish, the noise gradually became fainter.

The pure white snow covering his entire body seemed to block out the noise.

He had climbed to this position in the first place to meet Roji again.

At the cost of no longer being able to smell her scent, he had gained everything he could get—wealth, honor, and power.

But now he had lost that purpose.

Without Roji.

Someone saw him unable to leave her coffin and quietly asked if he loved her.

Perhaps they might think the same about his death.

However, Rihardt didn’t particularly love Roji.

He had simply lost his way after losing his purpose.

That’s why he jumped.

So I don’t love you.

He closed his eyes peacefully.

Everything was bothersome.

However, he didn’t die easily.

Should he be grateful for the excellent trait of being a transcendent, or should he resent it?

“Grand Master! Are you conscious?”

“How did you fall from the window…”

His world was filled with noise again.

Rihardt pondered while watching those bustling around him.

Should I kill them all to make it quiet?

Then he could regain the silence he desired.

He didn’t just think about it but tried to actually carry it out.

Because there was no reason to hesitate.

“Come to think of it, today’s the day, isn’t it? The day they take away that dead woman’s corpse…”

If he hadn’t heard the whispers around him.

He changed his mind.

Roji’s corpse – he would take it himself.

He didn’t want to hand her over to anyone.

“When.”

“Pardon?”

“When are you moving the body.”

At Rihardt’s question, the clerics’ expressions changed.

One of them muttered “So the rumors were true…” and received sharp glares for no reason.

But whatever that person said had nothing to do with Rihardt.

“It should be soon…”

They looked reluctant but answered his question.

Rihardt nodded and rose from his seat.

“Grand Master!”

“You need to stay in bed!”

“Your condition…”

Ignoring the worried words of the clerics, Rihardt stubbornly left the room.

The clerics tried to stop him, but his unusually murderous aura made them step back.

Usually, Rihardt was gentle and kind to them.

Especially when wearing his pure white knight’s uniform, his holiness was enhanced, making him seem more like an angel than a knight following God.

This side of Rihardt came as a shock to the clerics.

“G-Grand Master…!”

One last brave soul called out to Rihardt, but he never turned around.

Rihardt walked.

Toward Roji’s corpse.

But he was a step too late – Seiblinn’s carriage carrying the coffin was already leaving the estate.

“My goodness, Grand Master…!”

“You’re awake?”

Those around seemed surprised to see Rihardt arrive here.

Hadn’t they said he fell from quite a height and was in critical condition?

Yet here he was, walking around perfectly fine…

Finding this situation curious as they watched Rihardt, people sensed something had changed about him.

The holy knight’s sacred appearance had vanished, and with the clouded eyes of a fallen knight, Rihardt stepped toward where the carriage was departing.

“Grand Master! Where are you going!”

They shouted in alarm, but Rihardt didn’t listen.

“…They said he was badly hurt – did he injure his head severely?”

Given how strange Rihardt’s behavior was, it was only natural to have such doubts.

Rihardt paid no attention to anyone’s gaze and followed the carriage.

The carriage headed toward the mountainside.

Rihardt, who had been quietly following the carriage, suddenly leaped in front of it.

“Ahhh!”

The coachman cried out in surprise and hastily tried to turn the carriage, causing the horses’ front legs to rear up with a loud neigh!

“What is this all of a sudden…!”

The coachman shouted in shock, but seeing the noble appearance of the one blocking their path, he closed his mouth.

“What is the meaning of this sudden interruption!”

The carriage door burst open and a startled Michelle jumped out.

Spotting Rihardt, she stared at him with surprised eyes.

“What brings the Grand Master here…”

Rihardt had no interest in her whatsoever.

He passed by her and approached the coffin loaded in the back of the carriage.

Only then sensing something ominous, Michelle rushed over in alarm.

“What is the meaning of this sudden behavior!”

“Is the coffin here?”

“I asked first what this rudeness means!”

Has this bastard gone mad?

Michelle was flustered by the sudden turn of events.

She had always thought him a thoroughly unpleasant character with a snake coiled in his heart, but hadn’t he maintained a facade of smiles, perfectly imitating a saint’s appearance?

She couldn’t believe such a person was now acting so unreasonably.

“Grand Master, I will protest this matter directly to the Temple. Please step aside even now.”

“Do as you please.”

“What?”

Rihardt passed by Michelle and climbed onto the cargo carriage as he pleased.

“What are you doing! Right now…!”

Michelle frantically looked back at her knights, but they couldn’t readily follow orders and only gripped their sword hilts slightly.

They instinctively realized that if they attacked Rihardt now, it would be difficult to preserve their lives.

Thanks to this, Rihardt easily approached the coffin.

He looked at the coffin with blackened, dead eyes, then without hesitation removed the lid covering it.

“…!”

—————
This chapter was translated by Lunox Team. To support us and help keep this series going, visit our website: LunoxScans.com
—————