My Husband Hates Me, But He Lost His Memories - Chapter 92.1
Translator: Effe
Editor: Yonnee
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I inspected my area in detail, taking a quick look to see if Zen was doing as I asked.
Fortunately, Zen didn’t make any small mistakes and was conducting the investigation carefully. Putting things in their place and in their original state. Not leaving even the slightest handprint and all…
We had to be careful not to be caught by Owen, who was extremely meticulous.
‘…Anyway, I don’t see anything that could serve as evidence. All that’s left is that safe…’
After rummaging under the desk, I got up and looked at the safe placed in the corner of the room. Owen must have the key to that safe. However, it was a safe that could be opened with a dial in case the key was lost.
I slowly approached the safe. The pitch-black iron safe seemed to reflect Owen’s taste, and even the numerals on the dial were black. On it, white numbers were engraved along a circle.
‘Password… What do I do?’
It seemed like Owen would have set the numbers randomly. However, he may have surprisingly set a number that is meaningful to him. Upon closer inspection, I found that the safe’s rotating device was supposed to open with eight numbers.
‘Eight numbers… Is it his birthday?’
“…….”
After thinking for a moment, I carefully turned the dial with a gloved hand. I carefully inputted the eight numbers, but the safe did not open.
‘…If it’s not Owen’s birthday, is it Father’s birthday? Or Owen’s biological mother… It can’t be possible.’
His biological mother, who gave birth to Owen and Hessen, had passed away a long time ago, and Owen seemed to have missed her at all. I was also very appalled by that aspect of Owen.
‘Father’s birthday…’
I slowly turned the numbers again… However, this time the safe did not open.
‘As expected, it was set randomly? Or Hessen’s birthday? …That can’t be possible.’
Owen ignores Hessen. While Owen was a person who lacked emotions, Hessen was a person who was overflowing with emotions and was swayed by them. The two were polar opposites; Hessen was secretly reluctant toward Owen, and Owen often felt sorry for Hessen. Even so, the two of them got along well when they were bothering me.
‘Anyway, it’s not Hessen’s birthday. So what is it…’
When I was thinking deeply. Somnia’s voice resonated from deep within me.
—Make it your birthday, Lily.
‘…My birthday?’
My eyes widened at the unexpected suggestion… For my birthday to be the password to Owen’s safe, that can’t be possible…
‘…No, isn’t there still a possibility, even the slightest?’
Owen… He’s abnormally obsessed with me. He had exerted control over me to make me his complete possession, and he hated it when I went against his will even in the slightest.
Just as I planned to bring down Owen and the Everett family, Owen also planned to keep me completely under his control. He probably wants my mind to be completely broken. To turn me into a real doll with no will of my own.
‘…It won’t work that way.’
Even if I die, I will die as myself. With my dignity intact.
I turned the dial again. Since there was not much time left, I moved my hands somewhat hastily this time.
1 8 1 6 1 1 1 2
November 12, 1816. It was my birthday.
Click—
The safe opened with the sound of something moving inside.
“…….”
Really… The password was my birthday.
Chills ran down my spine. I felt cold, as if a cold wave had suddenly hit me. After freezing for a moment, I asked Somnia vaguely.
‘…Somnia, how did you know that the password was my birthday?
—I just thought it would be like that.
…Well, it was an absurd, yet understandable explanation.
I glanced at the clock. There are now 9 minutes left. It would be a lie if I said I wasn’t nervous, but I tried to remain calm as I looked inside the safe.
‘It’s… a ledger. This might be useful in its own way.’
I first copied it with a replica magic tool, then took only the real one and put the fake one in the safe.
The ‘fake’ cloned with a replica magic tool disappears when the magic tool is destroyed or its lifespan expires. Therefore, I had to take good care of this magic tool from now on. Because the replication is so delicate, Owen won’t notice when he sees that ‘fake’ ledger, but he’ll get suspicious if it suddenly disappears.
‘And the other documents…’
As I looked through the other documents one by one, besides the ledger, I paused for a moment and stiffened.
‘This…’
At the same time, Somnia was raging inside me. She was frantic because she was shouting old words out loud, which I couldn’t understand.
‘Somnia, be quiet.’
After giving Somnia a warning, I looked through the papers again carefully. In this document…
A magic array was drawn. And, I can’t read everything, but…
‘…It’s clearly the wizard’s writing.’
I was not unfamiliar with magic. I knew how to interpret magic arrays and runes to some extent. If I focused my mind and examined the details, I soon figured out what this magic array meant.
‘…It’s definitely true. This is the magic array used to create the dark spirit.’
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