Villainous Husband, the One You’re Obsessed With Is Over There - Chapter 125

Chapter 63.1

The atmosphere soon turned uncontrollably somber at those words, and Cisen covered her mouth with a pale face.

“Yo-Your Majesty.”

Her agitation was too great, but it was understandable.

For Cisen, who had only the values of this world, it would be difficult for her to accept a situation where the Empress spoke of the death of the Emperor like this. She hurriedly opened the drawing-room door and glanced into the hallway, just in case anyone might have overheard, before locking the door tightly as she walked back as she also drew back the curtains to look out the window.

On the other hand, Eden crossed his arms with his characteristic calm and dubious face.

“I don’t know if he has to die, but he’s going to bleed anyway.”

I dropped my gaze and glanced at my fingertips. No other interpretation was possible. Even though Raniero was often referred to as Actilla’s godson, he was, in fact, considered to be the same as Actilla. Unlike the God Tunia, he was the only way to communicate with the God Actilla, who had no temples or scriptures.

Eden’s dry voice pierced my head.

“You don’t like it?”

…I’d be lying if I said there wasn’t something that bothered me. Even though I may not be smart and I may be emotionally driven, I wasn’t stupid.

I wasn’t trying to be an idiot.

My voice got a bit hoarse. These questions were insensitive and unfair.

“My life is the most important thing, and I’m not going to let it impair my judgment.”

Eden looked very deep into my eyes.

Thinking that I couldn’t lose either, I didn’t avoid it and faced it. His eyes were bottomless. And I didn’t mean profound… but like an abyss, devoid of emotion. Although he was reading me, I couldn’t tell what he was thinking.

It was rather unfortunate for others to figure me out so easily…

“You love him, don’t you?”

Still, the question was within the expected range.

I laughed.

“Is it that easy for you to understand?”

With his brow still wrinkled slightly, he had a slightly corrosive attitude.

“If it’s this easy for you to see, how easy will it be for him to see it? How easy will it be for him to read suspicion on my conspiring face?”

I consciously softened my tone a little.

“…The only way to avoid suspicion is to be genuine. I must truly call Actilus home and love him with all my heart. But don’t worry, I know my life is more important than that.”

At my words, Eden stood there silently, lowering his head while Cisen glanced between him and me at the heightened tension in the air. Eventually, the chilly tension was broken by a long sigh I let out involuntarily.

“I’ll see if your love is out of necessity or an excuse for yourself.”

Eden’s words were always sharp. But this time, I had a bad feeling. Why was he talking like he knew everything?

I moistened my lips with the cold tea.

“Once upon a time… you were a child from a good family, weren’t you?”

I asked with almost certainty.

For some reason, that was the atmosphere that emanated from him. It may be a little different from the aristocracy of this world, but his speech and behavior were as dignified as those of well-learned youngsters.

“At least you didn’t have a very hard life, did you?”

“Why do you ask that?”

Seeing that he didn’t deny it, I stood up and walked over to him.

“I had a hard time.”

“….”

“For you, ‘that other side’ is heaven compared to here, so you might be so strong-willed, but I’m not like that… that’s why I falter sometimes.”

Eden’s expression was as if he had been caught off guard. It was the first time I had ever seen such a restless look from him.

I reaped the thorn I had put in my words.

“…So if I’m shaken, don’t just think that I’m pathetic and don’t understand. Please keep that in mind.”

“Your Majesty the Empress…”

“You’ll be on a flower path the moment you return, but I’m not.”

Eden, who was about to respond, fell silent at my last words.

I sighed.

“Anyway, the idea of going to the Temple of Tunia when he leaves on his winter expedition, the need for his blood… it all makes sense. I may not be convinced it’s the right answer, but for now, we have no choice but to take that path.”

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I leaned against the terrace railing and watched the sunset.

According to the original story, Raniero would leave for an expedition in about a month and a half. I had a vague idea of where I was going. Given the time period, environment, relationships and the route described in the original story, the probability was high that it was from the Kingdom of Sombinia.

As I spread out the map and pointed out the road with my fingertips, Sylvia, who was alone with me at the Empress’s Palace, sat down next to me.

“What are you looking at?”

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