Villainous Husband, the One You’re Obsessed With Is Over There - Chapter 146

Chapter 73.2

I didn’t purposely think about time.

I almost closed my eyes against the snow.

How much time had passed?

Eventually, when Eden came to a halt, the snow was already piling up to my knees. When I raised my head, atop the stairs leading to the temple stood the familiar face of the Archbishop. He looked at Eden and me alternately with a perplexed expression. Beyond the confusion, even a glimpse of fear could be seen.

Eden ascended the stairs, and I followed suit.

“I’ve returned, Your Holiness the Archbishop.”

He spoke with a subdued voice.

“Ah… ah, Eden. What are you doing? And the person beside you…”

“I’m the Empress of Actilus. We met during the last demon subjugation.”

I spoke hastily while the Archbishop had a bewildered expression as if he couldn’t grasp what was going on.

I tried desperately to put a smile on my frozen face.

“I have escaped from Actilus.”

“…Oh, my God.”

“Those who are blessed by mercy, please bestow upon me a place to stay and something to eat.”

The Archbishop closed his eyes tightly.

“God of Tunia.”

Upon hearing that, I collapsed in relief.

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It was the next day when I woke up.

I found myself in a strange place.

It was a much better room than the one I shared with Raniero during the previous demon subjugation. The bedding was clean and soft, and there were no burn marks near the fireplace. In the sunlit room, there was a neatly arranged bookshelf with books. In addition, thick carpets were laid on the floor to prevent the cold from rising.

Using a room better than the one provided by the Emperor of a foreign country that came to help, the owner of this room must surely be highly regarded in the temple.

Considering all that, it was clear whose room I was in.

‘…Seraphina.’

I sprang up from the bed. And once again, I looked at the things I had already seen. Despite the fact that they weren’t extravagant, everything was meticulously in its place, well taken care of. It wasn’t simply because someone managed it this way. It was clear that the person using the room cherished the belongings and expressed gratitude each time they were used.

Gingerly rising up from the bed, I stood on the carpet.

‘There don’t seem to be any decorations.’

On one side, there were clothes hanging.

There were only a few outfits, all tunics made of pure white linen. I touched the tunic and the headdress hanging next to it before turning my gaze to the bookshelf. They were religious books. They might be similar items to what I had seen in the old sanctuary.

I couldn’t be certain, though.

The bookshelf had four compartments in total—three were filled with books, and the remaining one was filled with pens and ink and other writing materials. I wondered if Seraphina had a hobby of drawing since the inks were of various colors.

Aside from the books, that was the only luxury item visible in this room.

Looking at the ink-stained pen and the ink bottle, I absentmindedly picked up the thickest book. As I randomly flipped open up a page, there was a passage written at the top of that page.

Thus, spread mercy upon this land. Even if those who understand your intentions are absent, you must still do so as you please. For some, mercy becomes a force that attracts hatred, but in the face of that animosity, be merciful and forgive.

‘…This is called a sutra in my home world.’

I closed the book while indulging in futile thoughts.

It was that moment when I was about to search for another book, as it seemed that the scripture wasn’t quite to my taste…

Click.

The door opened.

I quickly pulled my hand away from the bookshelf.

“I, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to… since no one was here…”

In my frantic state, I was unable to string words together while my mouth opened agape.

A woman with long, glossy black hair was looking at me. She possessed a tall and slender frame, perhaps even taller than me by a few inches. The deep black shade of her hair stood in stark contrast to her porcelain complexion, which held such a flawless texture that it almost emitted a faint bluish glow. Her lips, though petite, carried a plumpness while her jawline exuded a graceful contour.

There was nothing to fault with her appearance, and she was flawless in every aspect. However, the most captivating feature was her eyes.

Her jet-black, long eyelashes framed her eyes densely, which were perfectly almond-shaped. The eyes, with the purity of a dawn sky, had irises that were captivating like nothing else, drawing your gaze in. It seemed like the more I tried to describe them, the farther away it felt from reality, and I felt self-conscious about my expression.

The figure in front of me was more unrealistically beautiful than anything I had ever seen before.

A being before me flashed a sweet smile. It was a smile that could steal anyone’s heart.

“It’s alright.”

That was how I met Seraphina, the Saintess of Tunia and Raniero’s destiny.

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Outside, the snow was falling heavily.

It was a day of severe snowstorms to the extent that even the fierce knights of the merciless God, Actilla, had to turn their heads away. The snowfall that suddenly fell from the dry sky piled up rapidly and clustered together, making the path they had intended to take utterly impassable.

Everyone waited for the commander’s decision.

With his golden hair fluttering, the young and beautiful man gazed at the long-obstructed path for a while.

“Retreat.”

It was a fateful decision.

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