The Obsessive Maniac Is Trying To Confine Me - Chapter 128

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Episode 128

The coffin was completely empty.

Rihardt looked at the empty coffin, then turned his head toward Michelle who stood frozen.

“What is the meaning of this, Baron Seiblain.”

“….”

“I heard that Baron Seiblain had recovered the body….”

Rihardt’s gaze turned coldly menacing.

Michelle couldn’t give any answer and could only chew nervously on her innocent lips.

She hadn’t expected him to check so unreasonably thoroughly – this was a disaster.

“Where is the body.”

“….”

“Ah, did you perhaps leave it behind at the northern castle?”

“….”

“That’s not it either.”

Startled by the sudden informal speech, Michelle looked up at Rihardt.

This was completely different from the man who usually wore a noble mask, spouting honorifics and showing painted-on courtesy.

Rihardt seemed to have no intention of putting on pretenses with her anymore.

“Why can’t you say anything.”

Running his hand slowly over the coffin, he dropped down without hesitation and approached Michelle.

“…I was also shocked and couldn’t say anything. If the body isn’t here, something must have gone wrong.”

“Is that so?”

“Yes, I don’t know what happened either. There must have been some kind of mistake….”

“A mistake?”

The corner of Rihardt’s mouth curved upward diagonally.

“A mistake. Yes, a mistake.”

“….”

“Without a body, the coffin wouldn’t have been very heavy. Yet you didn’t notice?”

With each word he spoke, his murderous voice became a cold blade scraping across her skin.

“The servants moving the coffin must have made an error because they were tired.”

However, Rihardt didn’t look like he believed that at all.

Michelle tried to endure Rihardt’s gaze with a pale complexion.

“I’ll ask one last time. Where is the body?”

Michelle’s face grew deathly pale, but she didn’t back down and fought back strongly.

“I have no idea what this rudeness is about! Not only did you suddenly attack my carriage, but why on earth would I steal away a corpse!”

“….”

Michelle glared at Rihardt in anger.

“Does the Temple know about this too?”

It was amusing to see her looking for ways to threaten him, like a cornered mouse trying to chase away a lion.

As always, no matter how much a mouse charges, it can never do anything to a lion.

‘Should I cut her down.’

There was no longer any reason to hesitate.

His grip tightened on the sword hilt.

Rihardt was about to draw his sword.

If she wouldn’t listen to words, he’d have to make her listen through other means.

But at that moment, a thought flashed through Rihardt’s mind and he withdrew his arm.

“I see. My apologies.”

Michelle looked puzzled as Rihardt unexpectedly backed down obediently.

“I suppose I’ve become sensitive since the demon worshippers are stirring up trouble. I hope Baron Seiblain will forgive me with a generous heart.”

Though the man’s actions were excessive to dismiss as mere sensitivity, Michelle nodded quietly.

If the situation was unfavorable for her too, it was right to keep her mouth shut.

‘I absolutely cannot let him know that Rina is alive.’

It was when Michelle had been crying for days, burning with unquenchable anguish as she headed north to recover the body.

A letter from Count Evantes had urgently arrived before her.

It was a note with the surprising content that Rina was alive.

She couldn’t express how overjoyed she had been then.

‘I’ll never let Rina fall into danger again.’

To do that, she first had to move north pretending to recover her body.

The letter’s contents had also asked for help with exactly that.

“Since the body doesn’t seem to be here, I should hurry and go search for it.”

“…Yes, I should also return urgently to the northern castle, Grand Master.”

Rihardt looked at her with a meaningful smile.

“Indeed. You should go to the castle, Baron.”

“…You’re not coming with me?”

“There’s no point in having multiple people focus on one place.”

Rihardt gave her a slight smile and left.

When he disappeared, Michelle felt all the strength drain from her legs.

She clenched her fists tightly to avoid falling.

Those mad blue eyes still wouldn’t leave her memory.

“Crazy bastard….”

She shuddered as she recalled that unpleasantness again.

* * *

【Come to think of it, Count Evantes is also leaving today.】

It had been words he hadn’t paid attention to, thinking only of bringing Roji’s body.

The whispers from around him strangely lingered in Rihardt’s ears.

Perhaps….

That man might be involved.

Rihardt set off again to find her.

He would definitely find and obtain Roji’s body.

After that….

And then….

So after that….

His mood seemed to sink to the bottom again, but he couldn’t collapse yet.

He turned his head toward the trees that drooped as if their life had been extinguished.

Pure white snow settled on the dry branches.

Even when he tried not to think about it, bad memories spread before his eyes like phantoms.

The moment when Roji had been buried and dead within it.

“Damn it….”

His hurried footsteps slowed.

Though he had wandered through the mountains for a long time, his breathing never once became disturbed.

He just felt like he was sinking deeper into a swamp with each step.

Then,

“Rihardt.”

The voice that had made him sink into that sweet swamp flew to him like a butterfly.

He turned toward the direction the voice came from like a madman.

Cherry blossom pink hair fluttered in his vision.

If he buried his nose in that hair, it would probably smell like fragrant flowers.

Rihardt looked at her with his eyes contorting.

“…Roji.”

She was standing before him.

He stared blankly at Roji.

The northern sky, thick with dark clouds, failed to illuminate the ground below.

But when she smiled brightly, it seemed as if rays of light stretched out like salvation.

Was this an illusion?

Created by his desire.

“Hold me, Rihardt.”

It was an irresistible request.

Illusion or not, it didn’t matter.

As he approached as if enchanted, Roji threw herself into his arms.

Her slender hand crawled up to his cheek and whispered.

“Kiss me.”

Only then did Rihardt realize.

This wasn’t an illusion.

* * *

Three years ago, when Roji helped him escape from Yurta at the port.

Yurta had tried to kill Dillen.

He had planned to completely eliminate his brother who had been annoyingly getting in his way.

But just before the blade could sever his neck, the moment the sword tip barely touched his throat, Yurta changed his mind.

【Brother.】

Calling out to Dillen, Yurta smiled meaningfully.

【Brother would fear being unable to meet Sister while keeping her by your side more than death, wouldn’t you?】

【What are you thinking.】

【I’ve had a good idea.】

Yurta smiled.

He had thought of a way to gift a painful life to the blood relative who had gnawed at his flesh and brought him suffering.

So Yurta sought out someone who could cast curses.

【Brother, listen carefully to what I’m about to say.】

【What nonsense are you about to spout.】

【From now on, I’m going to curse you.】

He wanted to tear apart Dillen’s mouth for babbling that he and Rose weren’t destined.

But Yurta didn’t do that.

He responded to Dillen’s murderous glare with mockery, anticipating the sight of him soon wallowing in the mud.

【The more you think of Sister, the more painful it will be for you.】

【….】

【Not only that, but the pain will amplify when you’re close to Sister.】

Dillen’s gaze trembled finely.

While Rose had relied heavily on Dillen, in truth, the one who would suffer most if either of them disappeared from their relationship was Dillen.

【You crazy bastard….】

【I was already crazy to begin with. So I’m going to try doing something even crazier.】

Yurta smiled coldly.

【You think I’ll just let you do this to me?!】

【Of course. What power could a bound brother possibly have.】

Dillen resisted.

One who tried to protect his world and one who tried to destroy that world and make it his own.

Dillen resisted with all his might and Yurta trampled him down.

And the victor was Yurta.

Dillen was cursed.

【The curse doesn’t end there. If you ignore the curse and continue staying by Sister’s side, you’ll eventually go mad.】

【…You bastard.】

【I look forward to the day Brother becomes a madman.】

Then Sister won’t spare you another glance either.

Now only I will remain by Rose’s side.

Yurta smiled. Brightly.

* * *

“…Cough.”

Dillen, who was leaving the north, coughed.

When he removed his palm covering his mouth, red blood stained his leather glove.

“…Ha.”

Dillen looked at the blood on his hand and laughed helplessly.

Three years ago, when Yurta released him and he returned to the manor, his curse began.

Just thinking of Rose made the curse try to destroy him.

Even so, how could I….

Not think of Rose for even a single moment.

If that was the price, he would have to embrace this pain and carry it with him.

“I might go mad someday.”

Saying that, Dillen laughed as if he had already gone mad.

Today too, the northern sky was devoured by storm clouds, and flocks of crows flew beneath the black clouds.

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