An Extra Who Wants To Escape The Obsessive Male Lead - Chapter 91.2
Chapter 91.2
…Give up on his awakening?
He meant the senior members of Argenta accepted that?
“Then Argenta―”
“Those who know about the Ferro plan already know.”
He went on calmly, saying that it would have been communicated through the Redias.
“They didn’t oppose it?”
At my words, Diello smiled faintly.
“Yes.”
“Even though not awakening would compromise Argenta’s power?”
Wasn’t that a matter of survival?
Confused, I even sat up from the bed.
“It’s also because they know that nothing will change even if I take Ferro as my wife, thanks to the fact that the conditions for becoming Ferro were narrowed down early.”
Diello continued smoothly, even as he looked at that day.
“It wouldn’t change anything?”
Was it about whether or not he awakened? Nonetheless, he pointed out something fundamental.
“―That I will never give my heart to anyone but you.”
At those words, my thoughts seemed to stop.
His straight gaze looked at me without wavering.
“That’s why.”
He slowly finished his sentence. He smiled.
“If the Ferro came in, we would only lose our precious hostess.”
He looked at me, who didn’t answer, and let out a muffled laugh.
“Everyone who saw me knew that, so why don’t you know?”
His resentful wife.
His wife, who was so dear to me that he resented her. That was why he couldn’t take his eyes off of her, his wife.
Whenever that low voice rang out, I felt as if I were being held captive by something.
“….”
I couldn’t take my eyes off of him.
His figure approaching me reminded me of a vine that engulfed the ruins—a life that shone brightly alone in the midst of all that was dead, and a powerful gaze like a vine that couldn’t leave the ruins and covered everything with its own form.
And what he wanted to hold onto was…
…Me.
“What were the conditions?”
I exhaled the breath I had been holding unconsciously and blurted out my last question.
At my words, Diello looked at me quietly.
He seemed hesitant. Were the conditions unusual? Since he wanted me to become Ferro, he must have tried to fit the conditions to me.
With that thought in mind, I couldn’t let the conditions go unheard.
“You said you would tell me everything.”
At my words, he let out a short sigh.
“…Yes, I did.”
Then, he opened his mouth after a moment of silence.
“In the case of Argenta, there must have been a time when they were in danger from fire.”
His eyes narrowed.
“That’s the most crucial condition.”
“Then…”
My eyes widened.
So, to become Diello’s Ferro, I had to be at the scene of a fire?
Suddenly, the black-haired child I saw in my dream came to mind. Did that mean I have to be at a burning scene like the house where the child was trapped? He had been trapped in such a place with Venia.
That was when Diello’s words continued smoothly.
“…I didn’t intend to put you in danger from fire.”
Our eyes met again.
“Then?”
When I narrowed my brow at the words that the Ferro had to meet the conditions to become Ferro, Diello paused for a moment and then finally sighed.
“You said to reveal everything.”
Then Diello, who had taken a few more steps closer to me, raised a flame to my fingertips.
Crackle!
As a spark flew near the lightly raised flame and then disappeared, his eyes seemed to darken in the shadows created by the bright light.
It was hot.
Even though there was a distance, the heat seemed to be approaching as if it would burn my body… it was that hot. The flames crackled and danced, casting flickering shadows on the walls of the manor. The air thrummed with a strange energy, a tension that hung heavy in the air.
“If this flame is too hot, if it seems like it might even slightly harm you, then this small flame will be a threat to you.”
His voice was low and serious, his eyes burning with an intensity that mirrored the flames before us.
“If only that were enough to fulfill the condition.”
He persisted, a hint of frustration creeping into his tone.
“I thought… that perhaps you, who live in this manor of flames, might one day become the Ferro.”
His words sparked a curiosity within me.
“If simply being near the fire with you is enough to meet the condition… then surely it wouldn’t be chosen by lottery from among those who were near the fire with you, would it?”
His lips curved into a wry smile.
“You’re right, Krua. A wise wife, indeed.”
He muttered under his breath, then continued, “It’s more likely that priority would be given to those who were in greater and more critical danger.”
“Then…”
I began, my gaze drawn to the flickering flame held in his hand. Suddenly, he extinguished the flame, a dark smile spreading across his face.
“So, I thought…”
He began, his voice husky with desire.
“Since I want you, I want you so badly, I thought…”
His eyes, a piercing blue, held mine captive.
“If the Ferro dies, a new Ferro will be assigned, won’t it?”
His gaze was unwavering, his voice laced with a raw desperation that sent shivers down my spine.
“And I have the confidence to keep trying until you become that Ferro.”
He tilted his head slightly, closing the distance between us until only the railing of the bedroom separated us. In a swift movement, his hand cupped my chin, tilting my face up to meet his.
Our eyes locked, the intensity of his gaze scorching my skin.
“What do you say?”
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