The Obsessive Maniac Is Trying To Confine Me - Chapter 139

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Episode 139

I startled and looked around, worried that someone might have heard what Rihardt had just said.

“Even your frowning face is beautiful.”

Whether I reacted or not, Rihardt continued spouting nonsense.

“…Are you insane? Why are you acting like this?”

“Let’s talk for a moment. Countess Millard stepped out briefly and will be a bit late.”

“…Fine.”

I had planned to avoid Rihardt as much as possible, but fearing he might do something crazy like loudly calling my name here, I went along with what he wanted.

“The Count’s garden is beautiful, so let’s look around together.”

Are you the owner of this manor or something?

His shamelessness was absurd.

Rihardt introduced me to the Count’s people as someone he was acquainted with. Then he naturally led me away from the spot.

“How did you know I was Roji?”

After confirming we were alone in the garden, I asked him accusingly.

“I had a feeling it would be you.”

What kind of half-hearted answer is that?

As I grumbled internally, I suddenly remembered when I left the cafe some time ago.

“Was it not my imagination when you called my name near the cafe before?”

Instead of answering, he smiled softly.

Damn it. That meant he had already known since then.

“How did you recognize me?”

“There’s no way I wouldn’t recognize you.”

What kind of logic is that?

I wondered if Rihardt could actually smell scents and was deceiving me.

“Why did you ask to talk with me? What do you have to say?”

“I heard that Count Evantes is looking for the Benefactor.”

I whipped my head around to look at Rihardt.

How does he know that?

I wanted to ask immediately, but I couldn’t easily open my mouth for fear it would be admitting what he said.

“Strangely, that timing started from the moment Count Evantes took you away. So I have something I want to ask you too.”

“…What is it?”

“Are you by any chance the one looking for the Benefactor?”

“…”

“If not, you could answer right away, but seeing your silence, I guess it’s not entirely wrong.”

“…”

“Well, that’s why you approached Countess Millard.”

As words flowed out that seemed to know my situation inside and out, I couldn’t help but be shocked.

“How do you know all of that?”

“That’s not what’s important, Roji.”

Rihardt smiled gently and grasped my hand.

His cold hand slipped between my fingers and held me tight.

“What’s important is the fact that I can help you.”

“…You would help me?”

“I can help you meet the Benefactor. Though I don’t know why you want that.”

I looked at Rihardt as if entranced.

“How would you help me meet the Benefactor?”

“It wouldn’t be fun if I told you that.”

“You want something from me, don’t you?”

I weighed Arzen and Rihardt in my mind.

Though I was tied to Arzen in a contractual relationship, if Rihardt would be more helpful to me at this moment, abandoning that relationship wouldn’t be difficult.

After all, weren’t we only entangled because of mutual interests?

“Stop living as Count Evantes’ mistress and come to my side. That’s my condition.”

“…”

I frowned at the ridiculous condition.

“Why do you keep making conditions that have no benefit for you?”

I couldn’t understand it at all.

No, actually I think I might know.

“I don’t know either. I just feel like I can’t do without you.”

…That sounds exactly like you love me.

Rihardt smiled softly and tucked my hair behind my ear.

“Blonde suits you well too.”

And so my conversation with Rihardt ended.

* * *

Right after my conversation with Rihardt ended, news came that the Countess had arrived.

I followed a maid’s guidance to where she was.

The maid led me to a remote place in the Count’s estate that I didn’t even know existed.

It was a small manor that appeared to be about 5 stories tall.

The place where the Countess was located was a room at the very top of the 5th floor. Moonlight gently filtered in through the terrace.

“I’m sorry, Young Lady. I was late due to some circumstances.”

“I didn’t wait very long, Countess.”

It had been early evening when I arrived here, but the sun had already set.

“The magic works better in this place.”

“I see.”

“Shall we start right away then? I need to examine you first, so please sit comfortably, Young Lady.”

I nodded at the Countess’s words.

Magic, huh – even though I was the one who asked for help first, it felt hardly real.

Even while obediently following along, I wondered if this would really be effective.

The Countess came close to examine me, then suddenly her complexion darkened dramatically.

“…As I thought.”

Her muttering was ominous.

“Actually, I’ve felt this since I first met you, Young Lady, but I didn’t mention it thinking it might be a mistake.”

The Countess continued with a serious expression.

“I sense an aura similar to magic. Perhaps you haven’t lost your memories, Young Lady, but rather you’re under a spell that prevents you from recalling them.”

“…Is that really true? Then is it impossible to recover my memories?”

“That’s not the case. Magic can be undone, after all. Let me try once.”

Countess Millard smiled warmly and stroked my back.

Her whispers not to worry, that everything would be fine, and her gentle patting felt as warm as the most reliable ally in the world at this moment.

“Now, Young Lady, lie down quietly. Close your eyes tight.”

I followed her instructions.

The Countess gently stroked my hair.

“You might get sleepy. If you’re sleepy, you can sleep.”

“…Yes.”

As soon as she spoke, my eyelids grew heavy and relaxed.

I think I’m getting a little sleepy…

Just as she said, I fell asleep.

* * *

I had a dream.

In the dream, a girl with pink hair was standing there.

“These people insulted Sister.”

“….”

“They said Sister’s origins were lowly, and they even spoke terrible words about what they would do to Sister.”

The girl knew that too.

The nobles would gossip about her origins and belittle her, acting as if that made them something special.

Even so….

‘Who are you to rip out tongues?’

Was that really a mistake worthy of having one’s tongue ripped out?

The merciless action was utterly disgusting.

‘What was I expecting.’

On one hand, she felt sorry for the time she had spent with Yurta.

The girl wasn’t originally from this place. She was an ordinary Korean who had suddenly fallen into a novel one day.

That’s why she already knew what kind of terrible existence Yurta was.

A completely insane sub male lead.

That was the role he played in this novel.

‘I thought he might be different when young.’

The boy who followed her around calling her Sister had been quite cute.

That’s why she had let him hover around her without being bothered, but she never knew he harbored such terrible aspects from childhood.

‘Disgusting.’

Smart Yurta wasn’t foolish enough not to notice that gaze.

“Why are you looking at me with those eyes?”

“It must be your imagination.”

She ignored Yurta and immediately turned her back.

“Sister!”

“Don’t follow me!”

She was filled only with thoughts of escaping this situation.

Her increasingly quick steps soon made her run.

Rose ran.

To the place where her mother was waiting.

“Mom!”

A beautiful woman holding flowers received from the gardener and smiling brightly turned around.

Pink hair fluttered in the wind.

“What’s wrong, Rose?”

* * *

“Gasp!”

I woke up from the dream.

What kind of dream was that?

It was definitely Rose’s memory. I’ve hardly had any since leaving Count Evantes’ Mansion….

Was it because of Countess Millard?

I sat up and looked around the dark room.

“Countess?”

She was definitely with me until I fell asleep, so where did she go?

Then a black shadow approached from behind.

“I didn’t leave, Young Lady. I’m here.”

An ominous voice echoed in my ear. I got goosebumps.

The voice was definitely the same. But it had a completely different atmosphere from the woman who had comforted me with a gentle voice before I fell asleep.

And at that moment.

“Kuk!”

Strong hands reached out from behind and wrapped around my neck like a stranglehold.

“Die!”

A voice filled with madness flew at me like a stab to the heart.

My throat was choked and I couldn’t breathe. I clawed at her hands trying to escape, but the Countess shouted.

“A Demon Worshipper dares to hide in aristocratic society!”

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