Confined Together with the Horror Game’s Male Lead - Chapter 175
Chapter 175
Translator: Yonnee
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[ Cha, Char, Charlotte… as, assi, assimila…tes… ]
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After that day, I visited his cabin time and time again.
It wasn’t easy to sneak away from my attendants. They were reluctant to leave my side.
But when I handed them expensive trinkets or gold coins, they hesitated for a while before finally stepping away.
After repeating this a few times, it became almost like a routine.
At first, visiting his cabin was a bit shocking, but after going there repeatedly, I became used to it, and it started to feel comfortable.
Before I knew it, my belongings had started to accumulate there.
When I told him that my father had burned all my art supplies, Dietrich had brought some to his cabin.
I painted there.
It had been so long since I last drew that my hands felt stiff. The resulting paintings were nothing to be proud of, but he liked them.
After losing my tutor, a painter who had taught me long ago, and never having another teacher since, my skills were still lacking.
One day, I felt the urge to paint Dietrich.
He willingly became my muse, and I drew him freely.
He never once disregarded my actions.
He always treated me with respect and care.
But it wasn’t always peaceful.
For some reason, there were moments when I found myself getting angry at him.
Yet, once the anger subsided, I couldn’t even remember why I had been upset.
Even so, whenever I lashed out, he never once got angry in return.
Instead, he would lower himself and quietly look at me.
Dietrich held a higher social rank than I did. I couldn’t understand why he acted as if he were beneath me.
Every relationship had a hierarchy, and based on my experiences, it was natural that he should be above me.
Back then, I became intoxicated by that strange feeling.
Men of high status were all accustomed to looking down on others.
I was crushed under my father’s thumb and even trampled by Johannes, who was related by blood.
Perhaps that’s why the sensation of controlling a man of higher status felt so exhilarating.
It was as if I was rebelling against this ridiculous society.
Dietrich loved me.
And that became a new form of power.
Suddenly, I had a thought.
I liked Dietrich.
He loved me.
Then, there should be no problem moving quickly toward marriage, right?
I wanted to escape from my father and Johannes, and Dietrich longed for my love.
It was a perfect match of mutual interests, wasn’t it?
I had secured the perfect man, and I wanted to boast about it to the entire world.
I thought it would be nice if he proposed to me at a grand party, where many people would be gathered.
But there was one issue.
Dietrich had not yet revealed his true identity to me.
He didn’t know that I had once seen him dressed in the gold-embroidered robes of authority, surrounded by people.
Wasn’t it about time he told me?
I wanted us to disclose our identities and continue our relationship openly.
Though his humble cabin had become comfortable for me, it felt like a clandestine affair.
Finally, I decided to bring it up.
It happened when we were lying side by side in bed.
“Truthfully, I already know,” I started.
Dietrich looked at me as if asking what I meant.
“I’ve seen you before, Dietrich.”
“…Not at the weapons shop?”
“Yes. Somewhere else.”
For some reason, his eyes lit up with anticipation.
“A few weeks before I visited the weapons shop.”
A slight hint of disappointment flickered in his eyes, but he continued to listen to me.
I explained the scene I had witnessed back then.
The golden robe, the entourage following him.
I waited eagerly for him to reveal his true identity.
But oddly, Dietrich’s expression stiffened.
“Dietrich?”
“Charlotte, that was…”
The perfect facade I had fallen in love with shattered that day.
Back then, Dietrich had been a promising paladin of the temple. But now, for reasons unknown, he had been dismissed.
There was no greater sin than being cast out by the temple.
I had no faith in their religion, but it was a social catastrophe.
I had been deluding myself, approaching him, loving him all on my own.
So when I learned the truth, there was no reason to feel betrayed. Dietrich wasn’t to blame.
Yet, I was furious.
If he had been someone like this, I would have never approached him.
What I wanted was the power to crush my father and free myself from him.
Dietrich could not provide any of the things I needed.
He was perfect in every way except for his status, and that was why I was so angry.
Why did it have to be you?
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oh my god what a roller coaster holy shit, this novel is literally unpredictable. I am infatuated, thank you so much translator, I don’t think I could have held myself back from going insane if you had released these one by one !!