Villainous Husband, the One You’re Obsessed With Is Over There - Chapter 140

Chapter 70.2

It would be practically impossible for both of them not to get caught. One of them would inevitably get caught. And if it were the case, Cisen and Sylvia should be the ones to get caught.

Angelica had to walk away safely.

…For the loyalty of Cisen, for the sake of Sylvia’s revenge.

Pretending to continue their service to the departed Empress, Sylvia and Cisen enacted a charade. As Countess Tocino expressed her desire to visit, they entrusted an errand boy with a letter penned by Angelica prior to her departure.

⌜ I apologize for appearing in a sorry state, so let’s meet later. How about in a week? ⌟

Countess Tocino had enough political acumen to decipher Angelica’s letter.

Responding to the Empress’s request with a letter that praised, “Your Majesty’s appearance is always admirable,” despite her unseemly state would be seen as insincere and disrespectful. Besides, Angelica didn’t flat-out reject the meeting but instead agreed to meet after a week.

In the end, Countess Tocino had no other option but to send a letter expressing her compliance with the Empress’s request.

The answer that came back was short.

⌜ Thank you for your understanding. ⌟

Three days after the letters were exchanged, Sylvia and Cisen also finished preparing to escape.

They, too, had a spare pass that Eden had stolen, but it was never used. It was because they didn’t go through the gate but out through a secret passage that the gentry of the territory used. The existence of this passage was revealed to Cisen by a beggar whom she had rewarded with a gold coin.

The luggage of the two was filled with the Empress’s belongings.

Cisen assumed the role of appearing in public when needed. Since she was always by Angelica’s side, any woman seen with her would easily be mistaken for Angelica herself. Moreover, they went a step further by gradually using the Empress’s possessions as a means of payment whenever they needed money.

The search party would now come after them.

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Despite Eden’s caution to not let my excitement reach its peak, reminding me that it wasn’t completely over yet, those were just fleeting words. As we passed through the gate and a couple of days went by, even he couldn’t help but let out a sigh of relief.

“From now on, it’d be good to focus on managing our physical condition.

I agreed.

After all, traveling in the winter consumes a lot of energy. Furthermore, we made a conscious decision to minimize our interactions with others until we had distanced ourselves sufficiently from Actilus. If we let our guard down too early, it could become a significant problem later on.

Eden and I came across a clearing where a pile of dry grass had been stacked to make compost for next year’s farming, so we decided to stop and feed the horses there. We decided to rest for a couple of hours and unloaded my horse.

While journeying, Eden and I stumbled upon a clearing where a stack of dry grass had been assembled for composting purposes in the upcoming farming season. Taking advantage of the opportunity, we halted our progress and proceeded to feed our horses there.

As we decided to rest for a couple of hours, I dismounted from my horse. Subsequently, we silently chewed on the preserved rations we had brought along.

The journey went smoothly.

While I possessed no practical survival knowledge, Eden was well-versed in such matters since the paladins of Tunia were trained to interpret the sun’s position during the day and navigate by the stars during the night.

Given the vast expanse of the plains, there were scarce landmarks available as reference points for the paladins of Tunia. Consequently, when returning from distant missions, they relied on celestial objects in the sky to guide their way.

Eden concluded that we would reach the Temple of Tunia within ten days. Once we reached the temple grounds, it would only take a day or two at most to reach the actual temple itself.

“Eden, but would your banishment be alright?”

I blurted out.

Right now, his hair could no longer be called a ‘buzz cut’ anymore. Still, I couldn’t grasp whether that amount of time was enough.

Eden shrugged, chewing on the jerky.

“Now that the season has changed, I guess.”

“You’re quite aggressive. I should have known that from the moment you got down on your knees.”

“Was it too much?”

“Isn’t that so? Whether it’s in the battle or during the subjugation mission… becoming the target of a demon’s imprint is something that usually requires a great deal of courage.

“It’s because I wanted to enter the old sanctuary quickly.”

“I was wondering how you would handle coming to Actilus, but it turns out you were banished…”

As I pondered about what he might have said to be exiled, I inched closer to him, hoping to elicit some answers. However, he maintained a stoic silence without giving any answers.

“What is Seraphina thinking?”

He stopped chewing and looked up into my face at my words.

After a moment, he opened his mouth.

“Stop wondering what Seraphina might be thinking.”

“Why?”

“It becomes painful to exploit the moment you become emotionally invested.”

“….”

“Don’t even think about what happened to the Emperor.”

“Because it will only bring pain when I recall it?”

“Yes.”

Eden wrapped up the jerky before shoving it back into the corner of the luggage.

“If you had any good feelings for him, you’re going to suffer, regardless of the choices you make to survive.

“Still, I wouldn’t regret it.”

“Even if you don’t have any regrets, you can still feel pain.”

I shut my lips tightly.

It was because his words held a hint of truth, which contributed to the slightly uncomfortable atmosphere that lingered in the air. In that instant, I experienced a peculiar sensation, as if every hair on my body stood on end.

‘Check the weapons.’

At the same time, a sudden thought came to my mind.

‘…Someone’s coming.’

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