The Obsessive Maniac Is Trying To Confine Me - Chapter 27

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Episode 27

On a bright afternoon, a black-haired man stepped down from a black carriage trimmed with gold. The carriage he emerged from bore the seal of Herthas.

As the man, Yurta, descended from the carriage, servants lined up in two rows with a carriage-width gap between them, bowing their heads toward him as if they had been waiting.

“We have been waiting.”

Count Evantes’s butler approached him. He bowed politely and introduced himself.

“I am Pram, the butler of this place.”

Yurta nodded as if he understood. The butler’s name was not his current concern.

Yurta carefully surveyed his surroundings.

Last time, he had been too focused on meeting his sister to properly observe, but as he had heard, the interior of Evantes was beautiful.

A stone fountain with a baby angel pouring water from a jar, gardens decorated with all manner of splendid flowers, an antique and elegant manor architecture.

The rumors that Count Evantes pursued extreme beauty seemed to be true, as the manor’s interior was truly impressive.

In the past, he wouldn’t have paid much attention, but since this was where his sister lived, he took special interest.

“The Count is waiting. I shall guide you, Lord Yurta.”

“Yes, let’s go.”

Yurta followed the butler without complaint.

But the moment the butler stepped toward the manor, ‘Bang!’ an explosion echoed from inside the manor.

The butler’s expression, which had been welcoming guests as usual, hardened stiffly.

An explosion had suddenly occurred while receiving a guest. This was the first time in his 30 years of butler life that such a thing had happened.

“What on earth is happening now?”

However, the butler’s seasoned years prevented his confusion from showing on his face. He immediately opened his mouth to reassure the guest.

“That is…”

Bang! Bang! Bang!

He might have been able to finish his words if not for the consecutive thunderous sounds.

From the manor, whitish smoke rose like smoke leaking from a chimney.

“It seems something is happening inside.”

“We will ensure no harm comes to Lord Yurta, so please do not worry.”

Yurta thought. Could his sister be inside there?

Of course she would be. She was working as a mere servant in this manor.

Yurta’s brow furrowed beautifully. The servants, interpreting this differently, blamed themselves for not properly attending to their guest.

Then, to report on the manor’s situation, a servant rushed urgently to the butler.

“What on earth is happening?”

The butler asked, and the servant, with a terror-stricken face.

“Th-that is, the monster…”

The servant glanced at Yurta and whispered quietly into the butler’s ear. However, unfortunately, Yurta Herthas was a transcendent.

To the sensitive ears of a transcendent, all those sounds were audible. How ridiculous.

“The monster has escaped.”

The servant whispered thus to the butler.

Monster?

Ah. Yurta knew very well what that was.

Though Evantes seemed reluctant to reveal the monster’s existence to outsiders, Yurta had planted spies here.

Several of them.

Since they were pawns to be used once and discarded, he had hired them without revealing his identity.

Yurta had contradictory thinking – he liked dangerous situations but didn’t like situations that would harm him.

It would be troublesome if it was discovered that he had planted spies and made an enemy of Evantes.

“The monster escaped? What do you mean…!”

“Well… how it happened exactly is not clear…”

“So where is this monster now?”

“From what we hear, it’s searching for a pink-haired maid…”

Yurta, who had unintentionally overheard their conversation, furrowed his brow. Pink hair was not a common color.

It was definitely his sister.

But why was that monster…?

Ah. At that moment, Yurta realized.

According to his spy’s report, the monster was confined with magical restraints.

Hearing that report, Yurta had roughly guessed that being was a transcendent. After that, it was outside his interest, so he had paid it no mind…

Damn it.

His sister was his.

A mere monster had no right to covet her.

“…Young master?”

Seeing Yurta draw his sword, the servants looked horrified.

However, Yurta didn’t care.

He had to find his sister.

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At the low-temperature voice, warmth drained from my entire body as if I had fallen into and emerged from cold river water.

I quietly closed my eyes at this grim situation.

Then, in my dark vision, glowing letters seemed to appear like a billboard.

[Being dragged away by Rihardt vs Getting lost in the maze garden and wandering for days.]

…Choices, what’s going on.

“There, it would be best if you came out obediently.”

“…”

“Should I come to you, or would it be better if you came directly to me.”

He spoke as if either way was fine, but there was a threat implying the latter would be better.

Should I go out and beg for my life?

Then I heard the sound of Rihardt taking a step forward.

Hearing the rustle of grass being trampled, I reflexively pulled my body backward.

It would be terrible if he caught my scent.

“You might regret running away right now…”

The ominously lowered voice was frightening.

I would definitely regret it even if I didn’t run. He’s trying to kill me!

If I’m going to be caught and killed anyway…

I turned around and looked at the maze garden.

It was such a notorious place that rumors circulated about wandering lost for days if you entered carelessly.

I seriously considered how long I could survive in there without eating anything.

What I ate this morning had long been consumed as energy, and all I had left were potatoes.

Could I survive several days in there with just that…?

Between being caught by Rihardt or the maze, I decided to choose the maze, which had a higher possibility of preserving my life.

If I don’t go too far, I should be able to get out quickly.

“Even when told not to run, you keep going backward – I suppose that’s your instinct.”

Don’t you have survival instincts?! I was thinking that as I was about to enter the maze.

The feeling of my breath being cut off.

This wasn’t because the situation was suffocating me, but due to physical force.

The air circulating around me whirled as if it would tear me to shreds.

My head felt queasy and my vision became dizzy.

This was Rihardt’s power, without magical restraints.

At the terrible sensation of my entire body being torn apart and blood surging backward, I finally couldn’t bear it and let out a groan.

“Agh!”

I let out just one syllable of an agonizing scream, but the pain that had been tormenting me suddenly cut off.

My legs gave out and I collapsed onto the ground with a thud.

The world spun around me.

As the tree in front of me suddenly appeared to multiply into several through some magic, I clutched my dizzy head and gasped for breath.

“Ah, I wondered who it was.”

Rihardt took leisurely steps forward.

Before I knew it, the round front of black shoes came into view before my eyes.

A cold sweat dripped down my cheek.

I didn’t want to lift my head. I just wished time would stop like this.

And for good reason, because standing in front of me right now was…

“I thought it was some little rat, but it was the maid.”

A voice strangely tinged with amusement dropped down onto my head.

Ah. Couldn’t I just faint like this?

“But why are you avoiding me?”

“…Do you really not know why you’re asking that?”

Rihardt knelt down on one knee right in front of me.

Then he carefully stroked my cheek as I kept my head bowed so low it almost touched the ground.

When his cold hand touched my skin, I flinched and shrank back.

“There’s no need to be startled, maid.”

He gently lifted my head up.

Then he wiped away with his thumb the physiological tears that had slightly formed in my eyes from the pain.

Was he wiping them away?

But Rihardt rubbed the tears across my cheek. What is he doing right now…?

“Ah, as I thought. Even your crying face is beautiful, maid.”

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