The Obsessive Maniac Is Trying To Confine Me - Chapter 58

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Episode 58

At that moment, Roji was looking out the window. More precisely, at the carriage bearing the Herthas crest that had entered the manor grounds.

‘Is this the beginning of a gamble?’

When delivering the letter containing Yurta’s orders to the Head of the Herthas Family, Roji had also hesitated for a moment.

Was it really right to do this?

‘There’s no choice.’

If she confessed Yurta’s crimes to Arzen, she would also be in danger.

So she had to report it to the same Herthas family.

The Head of the Herthas Family would try to cover up Yurta’s actions.

At the same time, he would try to monitor Yurta to prevent him from causing bigger accidents through reckless behavior.

Since there was a precedent of hastily sending him to the Academy due to an accident Yurta had caused, he would be even more careful.

Through the window, she could see a brown-haired man getting out of the carriage.

The man’s dark brown hair reflected the sunlight, making it look like straw.

Though it was a dull-colored hair, it was a shade that suited the man’s decadent face well.

‘Yurta extremely hated that man.’

From Rose’s memories, it seemed that when they were young, Yurta had looked down on Dillen.

Yurta and Dillen were currently competing for the position of heir.

That’s why Dillen was the perfect person to monitor Yurta. He wouldn’t be bribed either.

‘He’s an excellent target for keeping him in check.’

However, there was one problem. Dillen’s presence wasn’t beneficial to her either.

She might encounter Dillen someday.

So this was a gamble.

To keep Yurta in check, she had to cut away her own flesh as well.

Dillen entered the manor. When his gaze turned toward the window, Roji quickly stepped aside.

She couldn’t be discovered already.

She quietly left her position.

Meanwhile, Dillen couldn’t take his eyes off the window where Roji had been.

“What’s wrong, young master?”

“…I felt like someone was watching.”

Dillen muttered while looking at the window.

* * *

They say a banquet will be held soon.

It’s supposedly a party to celebrate the union between Evantes and Herthas.

However, the servants knew their master’s tendency to hold banquets frequently, so their reaction was more like “it’s about time for another one.”

‘I should avoid going outside as much as possible during the banquet.’

It would be troublesome to encounter Dillen.

For several days, Arzen summoned me frequently.

It was to learn about Rihardt’s reaction to drinking the opaque liquid.

Each time, I answered without showing any sign of displeasure.

The reason Arzen torments me. He probably doesn’t feel that way himself, but…

The reason he keeps giving me difficult tasks is to test me.

If he finds me so untrustworthy, I don’t understand why he made me his personal maid.

‘It would be troublesome if this continues.’

To succeed in escaping, I can’t afford to earn Arzen’s suspicion.

I thought about pretending to be a loyal maid, but with his suspicious nature, he wouldn’t believe it.

‘A maid desperate to please her master.’

Would he believe that much?

I need something more certain. For instance…

The tattoo that Arzen wants to hide.

I pretended not to see it then, but I tried hard to recall that pattern.

It took a long time before I could remember what this phenomenon was – unrecognizable letters rising up and causing pain to the other person.

It was a curse cast by demon worshippers.

‘Was there such an explanation about Arzen in the novel?’

I couldn’t remember anything about Arzen’s curse.

Naturally, I don’t know why Arzen was afflicted with such a curse.

However, what’s certain is that I know how to alleviate his pain.

So I decided to wait.

“…There was nothing special today, just like yesterday. The monster was in pain and asked for medicine. What should I do?”

Arzen’s complexion wasn’t good as he listened to my report.

His face was pale as if he might scream at any moment.

Cold sweat had made his golden hair stick to his skin, giving him a pitiful appearance.

“Leave him be.”

Arzen seemed tired of receiving the same report for several days.

Looking at that face, it seems like he won’t call for me anymore…

“You don’t need to come anymore from now on. Only come when there’s something special.”

As expected. Just as I predicted.

The opportunity I was aiming for has been postponed, but it doesn’t matter much.

Either show loyalty to Arzen, or stay out of his sight.

Both weren’t bad options.

“You may withdraw now.”

“Understood.”

It was when I was about to withdraw.

Arzen’s body, who had been sitting at the desk, swayed to the side as if about to collapse.

‘Looking at his complexion, I thought he’d have a seizure soon.’

The scene unfolding as expected wasn’t surprising, but it would be strange to react calmly.

“Count Evantes!”

I approached Arzen with a panicked expression.

Just before falling, Arzen was supporting himself by pressing his arm against the desk.

“Ugh…”

“Are you alright? Should I call a physician?”

“…Don’t make a fuss since it’s noisy. Just leave.”

I can’t do that. I’ve been waiting only for the moment when I witness you having a seizure.

I directed my gaze to the tattoo blooming on Arzen’s neck so he would notice.

Arzen noticed my gaze and raised his eyebrows.

“…I told you to leave.”

His displeasure was clear, as if something he didn’t want discovered had been found out.

“Um… Count Evantes.”

“I said leave…”

“I’ve seen someone with the same pattern as yours before, in the place where I used to live.”

“What?”

Arzen, who was about to irritably shout at me to leave, fixed his gaze on me.

His green eyes trembled finely.

…I hope I don’t get results that are worse than not saying anything.

I looked at him and calmly delivered the line I had prepared.

“Could you perhaps allow me to visit the Count’s backhill nearby?”

“Why?”

The Count’s backyard was abundant with precious medicinal herbs.

Previously, the gatekeeper had secretly gone there to gather herbs.

“I remember seeing someone who had the same pattern as Count Evantes apply some herb to ease their pain.”

At my words, Arzen looked at me suspiciously.

However, permission fell from his lips.

“I permit it.”

Right now, he would want to grasp even the thinnest thread of hope.

Because those who bore that pattern had done so.

But this really wasn’t content from the novel – why does Arzen have such a pattern?

Well, it doesn’t particularly matter.

What’s important is that I can use that fact.

* * *

“Roji, it’s been so long! Have you been well?”

As I left Arzen’s office, several familiar faces greeted me with bright smiles.

I waved back at them as well.

Perhaps because the banquet was just around the corner, the servants seemed especially busy.

“You seem to have grown quite close to those lowly creatures.”

I was smiling when a cold voice came from above my head.

When did he come up behind me?

I immediately stepped back from Yurta and looked up at him.

“It’s disappointing if you retreat like that.”

I was about to snap back at him when I noticed the surrounding gazes and lowered my voice.

“If you’re heading to the dining hall, the other maids will show you the way, young master.”

“You know I’m not here because I don’t know the location.”

His shamelessly smiling face was annoyingly pretty. But regardless of that, I felt sick inside.

“Is serving as the monster’s maid satisfactory?”

His sarcastic tone made my stomach twist.

Perhaps because I had seen some of Rose’s memories. Strangely, whenever I saw Yurta, I became synchronized with Rose’s emotions.

“It’s not something worth the young master’s curiosity. Then I’ll be going now.”

“So in the end, sister chose Dillen?”

“What?”

I hurriedly looked around. Fortunately, only Yurta and I were here now.

At least there were no watching eyes…

“I didn’t expect you to call Dillen after running away from Herthas.”

Since the letter Yurta had written pretending to be me was delivered well to Count Herthas, Dillen must have arrived here.

I thought it was only a matter of time before he realized that I was the one who had the letter, and that I had called Dillen.

As expected.

He was quick to catch on.

“…How foolish I was to rejoice that you didn’t choose Dillen in the maze garden.”

As if Dillen was his trigger, Yurta once again revealed his gloomy emotions.

I recalled what had happened in the maze garden.

【Actually, when I heard the news that sister had disappeared from Herthas, I wasn’t entirely displeased. No, perhaps I was even glad.】

【Dillen is at Herthas, so sister running away would mean she no longer needed Dillen.】

…That’s what Yurta had said back then.

“Don’t act pitiful. If you hadn’t done such things in the first place, none of this would have happened. I almost became endangered because of you.”

“There’s no way I would do anything to endanger sister.”

“You just can’t bear to see me die, but you’d try to use me when I’m in danger.”

Was it because I had seen Yurta in the novel?

Even though I wasn’t Rose, I spoke as if I knew Yurta well.

“If only sister hadn’t hated me from the beginning. That bastard Dillen…! Damn it.”

Yurta muttered self-deprecatingly, then laughed hollowly as if realizing his own state.

I couldn’t understand his emotions at all. In fact, I didn’t want to.

“If we’re done talking, I’ll be going now.”

Since Dillen is here, he won’t be able to pull any tricks for a while.

I hope he won’t be able to pull any tricks until the day I escape.

Time passed like that, and finally the day of the banquet arrived.

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