The Obsessive Maniac Is Trying To Confine Me - Chapter 192

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

Episode 192

Indeed, it was the cursed land. Walking was dozens of times harder than usual.

I couldn’t stay long, but I thought I could endure it reasonably well.

Until I saw Rose groaning in pain.

She didn’t look well, so I carried her on my back, and as if she had been waiting, her body went completely limp.

Every time he moved, Rose’s slender arms swayed lifelessly like a corpse.

“Rose.”

“…Speak.”

“How is your body?”

“…”

He constantly called out to her, checking her condition.

“Rose.”

“…”

“Rose.”

How much more time had passed?

The deeper they went into the cursed land, the more rapidly Rose’s condition deteriorated. Her breathing grew fainter and fainter until she finally stopped responding to his calls.

A desolate wind swept past the back of his neck.

Naturally, his back should have been warm. But somehow it felt cold, as if the temperature was actually dropping.

He denied his thoughts and moved quickly to relocate under a tree.

He leaned against the tree, sat down, pulled Rose into his arms, and checked her condition.

Her head fell limply against his chest.

Fortunately, she seemed to be conscious as Rose’s eyelashes trembled slightly.

“…Why did you stop?”

Hearing her cracked voice, Rihardt took out a water bottle from his pack.

“Drink this.”

When he carefully poured water to her lips, she sipped it weakly.

“…I’m cold.”

Rose’s condition looked terrible, making him feel uneasy.

It would be good to abandon the plan and return even from here, but this stubborn woman would never agree to that.

Rihardt took out a blanket and covered her with it.

“Let’s rest like this for a moment.”

It seemed even being carried was too difficult for her.

He firmly supported her body so Rose could rest.

She fidgeted for a while, apparently cold.

She reached toward the bag with her weak hand, as if she needed something.

She could just tell me. I could get it out for her.

He watched with regretful eyes to see what Rose would take out, but an unexpected item emerged. What she chose was her self-defense sword.

Rose drew the sword from its sheath with vacant eyes.

Rihardt couldn’t understand her actions. Why a sword?

Ah, perhaps. She’s struggling so much right now that she doesn’t know what she took out.

There was food in the bag too, so maybe she took out the wrong thing…

It was the moment he was about to take out food for her.

Thud. Rose plunged the sword into his chest.

* * *

The manor where the two Count Asents stayed was on the verge of collapse as if it had met a storm.

Passersby were surprised to see the previously intact manor had become ruins, stopping in their tracks to stare.

To explain this incident, we need to go back a few days.

“Anri, is there still no progress in the search?”

“Well, the thing is…”

Roji continued searching for Rose’s whereabouts, and Anri just kept giving the same answer with different words.

Until this point, Anri thought things were going well.

However, there was one thing he overlooked.

The woman in front of him was not someone who moved according to expectations.

“I’m suspicious of you, Anri.”

“…”

“Why don’t you tell me the truth? Haven’t you already joined hands with the fake?”

The perceptive woman suspected him.

Anri didn’t panic and calmly acted surprised. It wasn’t as if he hadn’t thought this situation might come.

“I don’t know what you mean. Why would I join hands with that fake?”

“Right. Even when I think about it, I can’t really think of a reason why you would join hands with the fake.”

“Then…”

“But now I keep having doubts. Why still can’t you find the fake? Even after mobilizing so many people? Perhaps my expectations of you were too high?”

Up to this point, it was a flow Anri had somewhat expected.

“You weren’t that incompetent, Anri.”

What he hadn’t expected was…

The woman smiled brightly and tilted her head toward Yurta.

As if it were some kind of signal, Yurta moved immediately. The expressionless man returned to the room shortly after, bringing a woman with him.

“…Emily?”

This was unexpected.

Why Emily all of a sudden?

Before he could grasp the situation, Rose tilted her head once more.

It was a signal.

An ominous feeling struck. Anri immediately moved to stop Yurta, but Yurta, who was right next to Emily, was one step faster.

The tragedy unfolded in an instant.

“Cough…”

Emily, who couldn’t even scream properly, had questions rising in her eyes.

Her abdomen, pierced by the sword, gushed blood. The fabric gradually turned red.

She stared blankly at the sword embedded in her abdomen, then shifted her gaze to look at Roji.

“…Roji?”

Emily, who couldn’t understand the situation, stupidly called her name.

However, the eyes of the woman facing Emily were cold.

“Poor Emily. This all happened because of Anri. If he hadn’t deceived me, this wouldn’t have happened.”

“What the hell are you doing right now!”

Anri was shocked and immediately tried to rush toward Emily. If only Yurta hadn’t pointed his sword at his throat.

“Now Anri, choose.”

“…”

“Will you die here as the price for your incompetence, or will you tell me right now where the fake is?”

Hurry, Anri.

* * *

Blood staining red over the shirt.

And.

“Ugh…”

The man’s faint groan.

Only then did I come to my senses.

Why me?

“…Are you okay?”

It was ridiculous for me to ask that after stabbing him.

“…Rose.”

“S-sorry. I didn’t mean to do this….”

If you didn’t mean to, then what?

A ‘voice’ echoed in my head like a command. And in that moment, I lost my reason….

It felt like someone had attached strings to my body and forcibly controlled me.

A chilling sensation crept up. I immediately threw down the sword in my hand. The sword hit the ground, and Rihardt’s blood on the blade splattered everywhere.

“First… first I need to stop the bleeding….”

The wound must have been deep as blood poured out in clumps like thick paint being squeezed out.

The fishy smell of blood made it impossible to think clearly.

Then Rihardt grabbed my hand.

“…I’m fine.”

How could you be fine in this state?

I came to my senses again and hurriedly rummaged through our supplies to find a towel. I pressed it firmly against the bleeding area to prevent more blood from flowing out.

The white towel turned red in an instant. The damp sensation reached my palm.

Without realizing it, blood had seeped between my fingernails.

‘I can’t treat this here.’

What should I do?

I brought Rihardt here for nothing. Because of me….

No matter how much I thought about it, there was no way to resolve this situation.

Moreover, there was no one nearby to help us right now.

The wind blowing across the sunless land was fierce and cold. The wind grew stronger as if venting its anger, and the cries of beasts could be heard not far away.

Then once again, a ‘voice’ echoed in my head.

‘Kill him.’

‘Kill Rihardt.’

‘Kill that monster!’

I felt nauseous as if my insides were turning upside down.

It felt like some great force would forcibly tear out the roots of my sanity.

I had no choice.

“Rihardt, can you be alone for a moment?”

“What do you mean by that?”

“I’ll go get someone. We can’t continue like this.”

But the moment I finished speaking, the grip on my wrist tightened.

“I’m a transcendent. So a wound like this will heal if I just wait a little.”

“But….”

I know that.

He won’t die from a wound like this.

But everything is an exception in this land. It’s a place where transcendent abilities are hard to manifest.

“Alright.”

I decided to observe the situation for now.

I didn’t want to leave Rihardt here alone either.

Rihardt leaned against a tree and closed his eyes. His breathing was quiet, as if he had fallen asleep.

Watching him, I gritted my teeth.

‘Kill him.’

‘Kill him, I said!’

Why am I hearing such voices?

I grabbed the blade of the sword. My hand was cut by the blade and blood flowed, but it seemed to clear my mind.

“…I will never kill him.”

Never.

As if rebelling against the voice, I kept muttering.

“…I won’t kill him.”

“Why not?”

At that moment, a familiar voice came from behind.

“Why don’t you just kill him?”

“…You.”

“Kill him. Then you can return home.”

Sian.

The man I had been searching for so desperately was standing right behind me.

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