The Obsessive Maniac Is Trying To Confine Me - Chapter 60

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Episode 60

A woman cried out in agonizing pain.

Her disheveled pink hair touched the ground, getting dirty, but the woman didn’t care and continued to weep.

The woman screamed like a madwoman.

She clawed at her chest frantically with her fingertips as she cried.

Her delicate hands, striking the marble floor, became wounded.

Then a man’s gentle voice consoled the woman with what seemed like pity.

“But what can you do about it?”

“….”

“Since there’s no other way, you must live.”

Only the woman was alone in this place. Yet a man’s gentle voice could be heard.

Ridiculously, people called it a god.

A god? To the woman, that was utterly laughable.

Transparent tears flowed down the woman’s beautiful face. Exhausted, she remained still, only gasping for breath despite the rising excitement.

“Just live for now. You need to be alive to do anything.”

The gentle voice softly comforted the woman.

“I’ll find a way, so you just need to stay alive.”

“Lies.”

The woman scoffed at the man’s words she heard.

“How could you possibly?”

At the woman’s words, the man remained silent for a long time.

* * *

A dream?

I blinked my eyes, unable to gather my hazy consciousness. Why was Rose crying in my dream? And whose voice was that?

I harbored confused questions, but the confusion didn’t last long.

…Why does my body feel so constricted?

I carefully looked down to see my ankles tied tightly with rope below my knees.

Though I couldn’t see it, thick and slightly rough rope was binding my wrists firmly.

‘What kind of situation is this?’

My heart pounded frantically at the unexpected situation.

“Mm, you’re awake?”

The man who noticed my condition tapped my knee with the tip of his shoe. For a moment I wanted to curse at him sweetly, but I wisely kept my mouth shut.

Could the Head Maid be trying to secretly kill me?

Did I meddle too much? Yeah, that seems about right.

No, but still, this seems a bit much….

“Did I hit your head too hard? Why aren’t you saying anything? I thought I hit you gently so there wouldn’t be any blood.”

“….”

“You might have a slight concussion, but it would be troublesome if it’s severe.”

I felt like I should say something given the atmosphere.

“…What are you planning to do with me?”

“Good, you seem fine. I don’t have any plans yet, but I’d like to have a conversation.”

No plans ‘yet’. What a terrifying thing to say.

The fact that he’s willing to have a conversation means there’s still a chance to survive, right?

“You became that transcendent bastard’s personal maid, didn’t you?”

“….”

“Answer.”

I nodded for now.

“Good. And you’re the maid who got Mari kicked out.”

“….”

Should I answer this or not?

The moment the name ‘Mari’ came up, I roughly understood the situation.

Mari, who was told to put the fruit in Rihardt’s food. There was someone behind the scenes who made her do such things.

‘This guy is probably the one who ordered Mari around. So he’s a Demon Worshipper?’

Don’t tell me he’s trying to eliminate me because I got Mari thrown in prison….

“Why no answer?”

Oops.

I nodded for now. If I wanted to live, I had to pretend I hadn’t caught on and respond accordingly.

“Because of you, ‘we’ have become quite troubled.”

“….”

“So you’ll have to do the job instead. What do you think?”

…Damn. I’m in serious trouble.

“…What happens if I refuse?”

“Do you have a religion by any chance?”

“…I don’t.”

“That’s unfortunate. I was going to comfort you by saying you’d meet god today.”

“….”

How can he say such things so casually?

No, more than that, he’s saying he’ll kill me if I refuse.

“Of course, just like with Mari, I’ll give you compensation.”

Compensation my ass.

The moment I accept that, I become one of them. This is troublesome….

…Or is it?

I’m planning to escape anyway. I needed money for that purpose.

There was nothing to fear about being marked in various places. I could just create a new identity and settle somewhere far away.

And even if I mix poison into Rihardt’s food, the reaction wouldn’t appear immediately.

Of course, I have no intention of doing that.

If I quietly pretend to follow orders and live….

“…200 million linen.”

“What?”

“Can you give me 200 million linen?”

“Are you insane?”

I said it with my eyes closed, but even I thought it was crazy.

“This is the first time someone who might die soon has made such a negotiation.”

“…If I get caught doing this job, Count Evantes will kill me, so can’t you give me at least that much?”

The man clicked his tongue as if my bold words were absurd.

“I can give that much. I gave Mari the maid quite generous compensation too.”

“Then….”

Thud.

A heavy pouch filled with hard solids dropped in front of my eyes, followed by another pouch that seemed to contain sand.

“One is advance payment. And one contains the fruit. I ground it up beforehand, so mix it into the food.”

“….”

“Put about a spoonful of the poison into each meal consistently. Since you’re his personal maid, you can do it without getting caught, right?”

I won’t do it, but I nodded as if I would work hard.

“I gave you about a third of the promised amount, so I’ll give you the rest when there’s a reaction.”

At that moment, I almost smiled without realizing it.

It’s fortunate I asked for such a large amount just in case. Just one-third is enough money to create a fake identity.

‘Since I became a personal maid, my salary increased several times over too.’

Adding up the salary I’ll receive in the future…

‘Maybe I should have just asked for 300 million linen.’

While I was turning this over in my head, the man knelt on one knee and suddenly grabbed my neck.

He held it without hurting me, but I blinked in surprise. The man wore a mask, making it difficult to recognize his face.

“I’ve memorized your face, so you’d better not think of doing anything foolish.”

“…”

“If you’re discovered right away, I’ll kill you.”

The moment I saw the man’s murderous eyes, the fear I had pushed away came rushing back. I held my breath and nodded.

Making a profit is good, but staying alive comes first.

I had to hurry and get out of this place.

I twisted my neck that was caught in the man’s grip and nodded. The man’s grip tightened, choking my neck so I couldn’t even make a sound.

“Look forward to it.”

“…”

The man cut my rope with his knife and disappeared.

After the man left, I finally caught my breath.

I rubbed my arms that had red marks from being tightly bound and regulated my breathing to calm my overwhelming emotions.

For some reason, I remembered Rose crying from the dream I had seen.

Why was Rose crying?

I picked up the money pouch and the fruit and smiled bitterly.

* * *

I definitely saw pink hair.

Even though I blinked several times thinking I might have seen things due to alcohol, nothing changed.

No, pink hair is rare, but it’s not like it doesn’t exist at all.

Why on earth did seeing that hair make me think of Rose?

There’s no way Rose would be here.

Even while thinking that, Dillen couldn’t overcome his rising curiosity and took a step.

To chase after the maid with pink hair swaying carelessly in the breeze.

However, his attempt was blocked.

“Brother, what are you doing here?”

“Then why are you here?”

“I didn’t know you’d take interest in your younger brother’s secret meeting.”

“Secret meeting?”

So that’s why he was so anxious and rushed out desperately.

Well, seeing how obsessed he is with Rose, I thought he’d be even more so if he got a lover…

Did he make a lover here?

Yurta taking interest in a woman other than Rose?

Many questions arose, but now wasn’t the time to think about such things.

“Move aside.”

“I refuse.”

“What?”

“Go back to the banquet hall.”

“Right, I should go back. But first, let me check something.”

Dillen tried to pass by Yurta, but Yurta quickly blocked Dillen.

“Go back.”

“What are you doing?”

Yurta didn’t answer. He just glared at Dillen with fierce intensity.

It really doesn’t seem like a simple secret meeting.

Instead of attacking Yurta’s weakness, Dillen took a step back.

“Fine. I understand.”

When Dillen backed down more easily than expected, Yurta felt ominous.

Normally, this guy would argue and push forward more, not back down so easily.

He’s definitely scheming something.

As Yurta thought, Dillen was indeed thinking very pleasant thoughts.

Dillen called a servant and spoke with an evil smile.

“Put someone on it.”

“On whom, sir?”

“Find out everything about the pink-haired maid in this manor.”

Just when I was annoyed by having so many dreams about Rose, I discovered what might be Yurta’s weakness.

How lucky.

Dillen smiled broadly as he looked at the Evantes Estate.

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