The Obsessive Maniac Is Trying To Confine Me - Chapter 140

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Episode 140

Me, no, Rose is a Demon Worshipper?

She wasn’t the only one who had called me a Demon Worshipper until now.

…Rihardt who said I was suspicious without evidence, and Lucas who said he felt the aura of Demon Worshippers from Rose’s pendant I possessed.

And even Countess Millard.

At this point, I was starting to wonder if there really was something to it.

However, my thoughts couldn’t continue further.

“Kuh, heurk!”

I dug my nails into the back of Countess Millard’s hand to escape from the grip strangling my throat.

My nails pierced through her skin and blood flowed, but Countess Millard didn’t even flinch as if she was someone who had forgotten even pain.

“Die! Die!”

“…Ugh, heurk.”

“Please just die!”

The woman screamed, filled with madness.

Her voice became a blood-stained curse that drove me down below.

Strangely, even though she was the one trying to kill me, somehow Countess Millard’s voice sounded sorrowful.

Just then, a vase placed in front of the table caught my eye.

I forcibly held onto my fading breath and stretched out my trembling hand.

Please, reach it.

After my knuckles barely grazed past it several times, I finally managed to grasp the vase.

I didn’t hesitate and swung it directly at the Countess.

Thud.

A dull pain incomparable to the scratching I had been doing struck the Countess.

When I hit her vital spot hard, her body swayed.

I took advantage of that gap to escape from her.

“Huk… heurk…”

Gasping for breath and unable to regain my senses, I collapsed right in front of the table.

I fumbled at my aching throat and frantically looked behind me.

Countess Millard was glaring at me while tightly gripping her head as if the struck area hurt.

I left her alone and looked for an escape route, but unfortunately the Countess was standing blocking the doorway.

An awkward situation where I couldn’t do this or that.

Through the physical struggle with the Countess just now, I clearly realized the difference in our strength.

If I got into another physical fight, I would be the one in trouble.

“…Heurk, cough! Madam, there’s some mis, understanding… cough!”

I gasped for breath while gripping my aching throat.

“A misunderstanding?”

“…Heup, yes, Madam. I’m not a De, cough… Demon Worshipper.”

Actually, even I couldn’t tell anymore whether Rose was a Demon Worshipper or not.

They say Demon Worshippers have a mark near their shoulder blades, but I don’t have that.

So naturally I believed I wasn’t a Demon Worshipper. But the repeating situations shattered my belief.

However, whether I was a Demon Worshipper or not wasn’t what mattered.

‘If I become a Demon Worshipper now, I’ll die.’

Countess Millard would kill me. So I had to explain something.

I started again with much more composed breathing.

“Me being a Demon Worshipper? Could you tell me exactly which part makes you think that?”

“A cunning Demon Worshipper is trying to wag her deceitful tongue!”

The Countess looked at me with a chillingly cold face.

‘Wrong approach.’

With that one statement, I realized she wasn’t someone I could have a rational conversation with.

The murderous intent in her eyes gave me the conviction that nothing I said would matter.

“…Come to think of it, I felt a cursed aura from Count Evantes.”

The Countess said this while leisurely taking a step forward.

The destination of her steps was where a decorative sword hung on the wall.

‘Don’t tell me that’s a real sword?’

An ominous feeling engulfed my entire body.

“Perhaps because of that curse, His Lordship has been avoiding me.”

“…”

“That curse must surely be related to you too, Young Lady?”

“…Madam.”

The Countess grasped the decorative sword hanging on the wall.

Cold sweat ran down my back.

I hurriedly looked for a place to dodge and spotted the terrace.

At that moment, I heard the sound of the sword dragging across the carpet and light footsteps in slippers moving this way.

“Young Lady, my son died because of Demon Worshippers.”

“…”

“But how glorious would it be if I could receive salvation from our ‘Savior’ by killing a Demon Worshipper?”

“…You receive salvation by killing Demon Worshippers?”

“That’s right. I will complete my revenge for my son and receive salvation.”

In the woman’s blackened, dead eyes, a mad gleam flickered.

The moment the woman’s eyes seemed to come alive and sparkle, the Countess rushed at me.

I ran frantically toward the terrace. Just as I was about to close the door, Countess Millard boldly threw her shoulder against the door.

Thud!

“Ahhh!”

She should have been in pain from being hit by the forcefully closing door, but the woman dominated by madness didn’t even feel that and forced the door open to enter.

Due to the difference in strength, the door eventually opened.

I stepped backward to avoid her, but soon reached the end. The terrace railing touched my back.

When I turned my head, a dizzying drop spread out below.

“If you stay still, I’ll end it without pain, Young Lady.”

I tried to soothe my wildly beating heart and looked calmly at Countess Millard.

“Can you really assert with certainty that I’m a Demon Worshipper, Countess?”

“Of course. That was definitely the aura of a Demon Worshipper.”

“Think carefully. If you’re wrong, you’ll be killing an innocent person.”

“…”

When I asked her firmly with unwavering eyes, the Countess hesitated for a moment.

“No, you’re definitely a Demon Worshipper…”

Seeing her confused state, it seemed she had never killed an ordinary person before.

Then there was a possibility.

I took advantage of her moment of carelessness and rushed to snatch the sword from her hand.

I pushed her with all my strength and climbed on top of her.

“Ahhh!”

The Countess seemed flustered and tried to push me away, but for this moment, I was faster. I hurriedly picked up the fallen sword.

“Stay still, Madam.”

“…”

“If you stay still, I won’t hurt you.”

I slowly rose from my position while pointing the sword toward her throat.

The Countess looked at me with wary eyes.

When she tried to move while watching for my reaction, I pushed the sword closer to her throat.

“I told you to stay still. Can’t you hear me?”

Only when I acted threateningly did she finally comply with my words.

“I have a few questions for you. First, about me being a Demon Worshipper. What’s that supposed to mean?”

“….”

“Speak up.”

As I thrust my sword toward her as if to pierce her, the Countess’s lips trembled.

“…I saw it.”

“You saw what?”

“You together with a Demon Worshipper.”

“…So you don’t have any decisive evidence that I’m a Demon Worshipper?”

“You were with a Demon Worshipper! That makes you a Demon Worshipper too!”

The Countess was already convinced of her own thoughts.

At that moment, I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

I couldn’t tell if I should be grateful that being a Demon Worshipper wasn’t confirmed, or if I should consider this a miserable fact.

“Is that really enough evidence to call someone a Demon Worshipper?”

“But you… you told a Demon Worshipper that you loved them.”

What?

“Hiding a Demon Worshipper and loving such an evil being is a sin! A sin! My son died because of a Demon Worshipper!”

The Countess screamed in fury. Soon she was crying like a child, but I didn’t have the luxury to accept her emotions.

“You saw my memories, didn’t you? What did you see? Tell me now. Did you break the spell? That’s it, isn’t it? That’s how you saw it?”

All kinds of questions poured out.

The Countess shut her mouth as if she had no intention of speaking.

I pressed the blade closer to her neck. Perhaps I used too much force, as a trickle of blood flowed from her neck.

“Speak.”

“…I only saw fragments, so I don’t know much either. You were crying while looking at a Demon Worshipper and saying you loved them.”

“….”

“And you begged them not to leave.”

What kind of situation is this?

Rose, what on earth were you doing?

“Do you know what that person looked like?”

“…I don’t know that either.”

I studied the Countess’s face.

She didn’t seem to be lying.

“Last question. Where did you meet the Benefactor?”

“I can never tell you that.”

The Countess bit her lips tightly. It seemed there would be no results from pressing her further.

I raised my sword to threaten her.

Having held the heavy sword for so long, my hands were trembling.

And the Countess didn’t miss that opportunity.

The Countess suddenly stood up and pushed me.

“Die!”

While I lost my balance from the sudden attack, she tried to push me toward the terrace once more.

I instinctively twisted my body to avoid her, and at that moment, it happened.

“Kyaah!”

“My lady!”

The Countess’s body went over the terrace.

Just before her body fell, I reflexively grabbed at her fluttering clothes.

More than half her body had already gone over.

“My lady, grab my hand!”

If I let go like this, she might die.

At that thought, my heart trembled.

“Why…?”

The Countess looked at me as if she couldn’t understand.

“If you don’t want to die, get a grip and hurry up and grab my arm!”

“….”

The woman who had just been rushing at me to kill me strangely had a face that had lost all motivation.

Soon the woman’s face was stained with tears.

“My lady, quickly grab my arm! Come up!”

And then.

Rip-

The sound of fabric tearing was heard.

“Hurry!”

The Countess reached out her hand as if trying to grab my arm.

“Hurry and grab it!”

For a moment the Countess’s eyes wavered, then her lips moved.

She definitely said something to me.

At that moment, rip- the fabric tore completely.

Thud!

The Countess fell down below.

I stared blankly at the fallen woman. In a daze.

“Gasp! She killed the Countess!”

At that moment, someone shouted from behind.

Startled, I turned around to see a servant looking at me with a face full of horror, having entered the room at some point.

“How dare you push the Countess…!”

The servant seemed to misunderstand something as he pointed at me and shouted.

“No, that’s not what happened.”

The situation that had just occurred was already confusing, but the servant’s outcry made it suffocating.

“I didn’t kill her….”

“Murderer! The killer who murdered the Countess…!”

The servant shouted as if trying to gather people around.

However, his outcry couldn’t continue.

“Kuhek!”

Before I knew it, a blade had been thrust into the servant’s abdomen.

Soon the sword was withdrawn and the servant collapsed.

Surprised, I looked at the man who had stabbed the servant from behind.

…Rihardt.

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