Chapter 30 - The Monster Duke Mistook Me for His Wife
Translated by Arnlian
Edited by Arnlian
âIs there something wrong?â
I shook my head slowly at Dillianâs question.
âThereâs butterflies dancing in front of you.â
If I said that, Dillian, who canât see the butterflies, wonât understand.
Dillian and the butterflies that hovering around me soon moved forward.
The figure seemed to ask me to follow, so I quickly followed the butterflies.
Of course, with Dillianâs hand tiiighly clasped.
âUnlike before, you seem very bold. Do you know the way?â
âItâs not like that, but I feel itâs this way.â
Intuition. And confidence.
âNathan is calling me.â
I only went straight looking at the butterflies.
Dillian pulled my hand to my straight-forward instinct that didnât look side or back.
âMiss Ria. That room, is it alright if I donât open it?â
âYes. Itâs not there. Definitely.â
I feel it. That is an empty room.
âHurry up. This way.â
The butterflies sped up their wings. Being impatient, I let go of Dillianâs hand and ran.
âMiss Ria.â
I canât afford to answer Dillianâs call.
Srrrk, the butterflies seeped into the door. I twisted the handle.
Bang! The door that opened roughly was dangling. Contrary to expectations, there was no one beyond the door.
âHaa. Haa.â
Why, thereâs none? Iâm sure the butterflies were pointing here.
An old altar, a broken stone statue, and a rusty candlestick and cup.
âPrayer room?â
It was a familiar place. It is a place I have often seen when I was an apprentice priest.
At that moment, zap! A flash flashed in front of my eyes.
The messy altar disappeared from nowhere, the ones I could see were a clean altar, a stone statue modeled after God, a candlestick and a golden cup.
And the pure white woman who kneels in front of it.
âYou said you loved me. You said you care about me more than anyone else.â
âBut why, why did you do that? Why didnât you take me too!â
âOnce more, please give me one more chance. PleaseâŠâ
Anger, resentment, despair. And deep sorrow.
Her feelings hit me. My heart throbbed as if someone were tearing it apart.
âWhat the, why did IâŠâ
Watching the scene in a daze with my face distorted in pain, I turned my head in surprise at the hand on my shoulder.
âMiss Ria. If you run like that all of sudden, itâs danger-.â
My chest was shaking and short of breath as if I had run 100 meters.
The breath did not come back.
âMiss Ria. Look at me. Breathe slowly. Thatâs right. Slowly.â
I drew my breath slowly along with Dillian.
Dillianâs eyes were full of worries.
Slowly Dillian held me in his arms and gently swept my back.
The warmth of his chest, the tender touch.
The throbbing pain died away.
How long has it been? I turned my head when I regained my breath.
I looked at the room again, but it was just an old prayer room.
âAre you all right now?â
âYes. Earlier, I saw something weirdâŠâ
âWhat did you see?â
âI donât know. I donât know what exactly is thatâŠâ
When my head was confused by the phenomenon for the first time, my body was dragged back.
âSshh.â
Dillian brings his hand to the corner of his mouth. He led me to hide behind the door, then I heard unfamiliar voices.
âWhere the hell is the target?â
âWhy must it be this castle! Itâs so big that itâs hard for us to find it.â
A grumbling voice drew nearer.
âWhatâs this place?â
âIt looks like a prayer room.â
As they put their heads in looking at the room and didnât sense anything strange, they chattered again.
âBy the way, what are those guys next to the captain?â
âThe client sent them. Maybe they donât trust us.â
The voice throwing out of discontent faded away again.
âWait for me.â
Dillian whispers to me and quietly approaches them behind.
After a while, âjabâ sound and scream was heard.
âMiss Ria, come here.â
As I went outside at Dillianâs call, I saw two men holding their stomach staggering.
Dillian asked the guy near him while pulling out the back of the guyâs head.
âSo, where is Nathan?â
âWe donât know anything. I donât have anything to tell you. Uuck!â
Looks like he is going to break his neck. A hand, full of tendons, crushed the manâs head violently.
âSir Dillian.â
As I made a sign to him, Dillian pulled up the manâs head.
âDonât you think youâre not going to die if you keep your mouth shut?â
âUck.â
âHmm, seems you donât mean to tell me. Then how about this?â
I made eye contact with him and put up my fingers.
âI donât know how much your client offered to you, but weâll give you twice as much.â
âDo, do you think weâre going to slide with that?â
âYup, absolutely.â
I smiled broadly.
Even if pretending not to, the weeping of truth flinched and kept swallowing saliva.
***
A bridge connecting the main castle to the east tower.
The snow that began to fall before someone knew it, wet Riaâs cheek.
If I cross this bridge, I can finally meet Nathan.
âThat owl isnât here. It is locked up in the east tower.â
Just as she was relieving tension by pressing her cold fingertips, a large hand covered the back of Riaâs hand.
âI have contacted Harris, it will be fine.â
âIs it?â
âYes. And if it is Nathan, surely it will pull the hair of the kidnappers while waiting for Miss Ria. Or scratching their faces or pecking at them with its pointed beak.â
â⊠You seem to know it well?â
âNo once or twice it got me.â
Dillian twisted his lips and laughed furiously. That laugh that isnât laugh.
âI know because I have been through it the most. They wonât be able to touch it easily.â
His words began to warm the hand which had been stiff.
Ria felt a gentle pat on her hand and gave it strength.
âThank you. I might be still crying if Sir Dillian is not here.â
âIf you feel thankful, can you give me a prize then?â
âIf it is something I can give you.â
âI promised.â
Dillian slowly raised his firm hands.
Dillian bent his eyes at the innocent eyes that knew nothing.
Does Ria know, that she just came into the beastâs mouth on her own foot?
âNathan, there came the day when youâre useful in my life.â
Dillian, who deceived Ria naturally, hid his insidious intentions and buried his lips on her hand.
Riaâs hand trembled at the warm and soft touch.
Dillian pressed his lips hard as if stamping on the back of Riaâs hand, and raised his eyes to meet her eyes.
âI will look forward to it. Wife.â
The red eyes bent seductively.
At that moment, there was a loud warning in Riaâs head.
Dillian took the lead before withdrawing.
âWell, then I will have to do something to be praised by Miss Ria.â
Baang!
Arriving at the destination, Dillian kicks the door without hesitation.
Then the corroded door snapped.
âNathanâŠ!â
But there was no one there.
âHe definitely said itâs hereâŠâ
Behind Ria who is panicked, a mean voice teased her.
âDid you believe it will always be there the whole time? Youâre naive, Miss.â
âYou!â
âBecause those guys didnât come back, I moved the place just in case, Iâm glad I did then.â
That scar on the face. He was the one who kidnapped Nathan using a strange magical tool.
âYou bastxrd! What did you do to Nathan!â
Mosesâs eyes flinched as the accent-like curse bursted as soon as she saw his face.
â⊠I wonder who the owl resembles, so it resembled its owner.â
He clicked his tongue with a fed-up face. Ignored, as the heat that reached the top of Riaâs head, she shouted at him as if she were going to run.
âShut up! Whereâs Nathan?â
âMiss Ria, look over there.â
Dillian, who grabbed Riaâs waist when she was in the midst of excitement, motioned behind Moses.
Ria faltered back as the enemy began to gather one by one.
But behind her is a cold wall.
It was a beautifully set-up trap.
âBrother, why donât you relax and drop your weapon?â
Dillian, who ignored Moses with an expression of âwhere is the dog barking?â drew a sword.
âAs expected, difficulties must be necessary to get Miss Riaâs prize.â
â⊠How big is the prize that you want so this hardship comes?â
âItâs a good prize that I could die for.â
With a refreshing smile that did not fit the situation, Ria forgot the reality.
Clang, clang!
A sharp sound brought her straight to reality.
Ria chewed her lips during the fierce battle.
Dillian blocked Riaâs way, as if he would not allow any intrusion.
Consistent and firm.
However, it was impossible to prevent the enemyâs attack in a limited space at the same time even if it was Dillian.
âSir Dillian!â
On the white shirt that slowly turned red, Ria screamed his name.
âGet a hold of yourself. Do something!â
Ria, who came to her senses with a strong bite of the soft flesh in her mouth, looked around for something that could be used as a weapon.
But all that was in this room was paper scattered on the floor, bookshelves, and wooden chairs.
What am I supposed to do with this!
When she was angry with herself, a phrase from the original story hit her head.
[Aina manipulated the tree by raising the divine power inside her. Then a firm branch stretched out in all directions and overpowered the opponent.]
A technique that can only be used by those with high purity and divine power.
It was a technique that only Aina, the only Saintess, and the High Priests could use.
But, if you have so much divine power, isnât it something you can imitate similarly?
âIf I canât, I will use it as much as I can. Make it work even if it doesnât work!â
Anything, I wanted to help Dillian even by the smallest force.
Ria rolled on the floor to avoid the assassin running toward her.
âWhat Iâm aiming for, the bookshelf!â
And as if possessed, she moved it along with the voice that rang in her head.
Divine amplification.
At that moment, there was an explosive force inside her.