Villainous Husband, the One You’re Obsessed With Is Over There - Chapter 154

Chapter 77.2

I got off Seraphina’s bed at the thought. Then, I opened the bedroom door and pushed through the heavy stone door across the prayer room. I passed through the deserted corridor and entered the hall of the temple. As soon as they heard my footsteps, the priests gathered in the hall all turned to look at me.

I flinched.

The despair in their eyes was palpable.

“The Emperor… has departed, hasn’t he? Thank you for keeping me hidden all this time.”

I spoke with a trembling voice, looking into their eyes one by one.

Despair.

Could this be evidence that Seraphina had left here? So, in the end, everything would follow the original story and…

‘I need to wait for Raniero to die, and then sneak into Actilus to take Seraphina to the old sanctuary…’

Just imagining it made my head hurt, but in a way, it also brought relief. Yes, if Seraphina and Raniero were together…

At least, I’ve avoided the worst for myself.

‘…Oh, I was so bad. I’m so selfish.’

Still, this was the best for me.

I took step after step, looking at the eyes of the despairing priests before parting my lips again with a trembling voice in the chilly atmosphere.

“Um, where is Eden…? I have something I want to ask him.”

Silence hung in the air.

It seemed like there was no one left with the strength to answer me.

I gave an awkward smile and took a step back.

“Ah, shall I ask later…?”

Then, someone responded.

“Eden is on probation.”

However, that was a voice I recognized.

A voice with a clear, soothing tone. It was a woman’s voice.

For a moment, it felt like my heart stopped and my hair was standing on end. As I looked in the direction of the sound, Seraphina was looking at me from the other side.

My head was spinning.

‘…It couldn’t be. I must be seeing things.’

How could Seraphina be here?

At the thought, I reached out and staggered towards her.

‘It must be an illusion. There’s no way I could touch her.’

However, I was mistaken. When she reached out and held my hand, I felt warmth in my cold hand. I called her name with a voice that was a mixture of crying and laughing.

“Se, Seraphina…”

She looked at me with puzzlement.

“Why are you, why are you here…?”

When I blurted out the words without even thinking, not realizing it might sound like a strange question to the priests, Seraphina lowered her gaze and then looked at me again, tightly holding my hand.

I asked incredulously.

“You didn’t meet Raniero…? I told you… Eden, Eden is going to die…?”

It felt like the mental strength I had been holding onto was breaking into pieces and scattering on the floor. Even the illusion that Seraphina was just holding my hand tightly felt like she was crushing it piece by piece. Her eyes that met mine were undoubtedly stained with deep despair.

Seraphina shook her head.

“No, I met him. I met him, but nothing happened.”

“Nothing happened…?”

She asked, a hint of foreboding in her voice.

“Is there something that needs to happen…?”

“You didn’t kill him?”

“If I killed him here, who knows what might happen? Angelica, calm down. There were about ten thousand Actilus knights.”

I had no strength to refute her repetition of Eden’s death.

Seraphina’s words sounded distant.

…What was going on?

Raniero saw Seraphina? He saw her but didn’t take her?

“Is it true? The Emperor really saw you, and nothing happened… is that true?”

“Angelica, tell me, what’s supposed to happen?”

I ignored her words and looked around at the priests with a smile.

“Is it true, everyone? Did Seraphina meet Raniero?”

The priests looked at me with faces that suggested they saw a strange woman. Even the venerable Archbishop, a kind and stern old man, was looking at me with a subtle expression.

A surge of anger welled up.

I immediately rushed to Seraphina’s room.

“Angelica, Angelica!”

I could hear her voice calling after me. However, I ignored her call, opened the stone door, and ran through the prayer room to her room before I opened the book 「 Flowers Bloom In The Abyss 」 that had been placed on the table.

I didn’t pay any attention to the original story, which had become irrelevant, and went straight to the author’s epilogue.

If there’s one immutable law in this world I’ve created, it’s only that Actilla’s godson must be destructively obsessed with the Saintess of Tunia. No matter how much these things change, the character schema surrounding them and the conflicting relationship that surrounds them, the godson of Actilla is bound to meet and cling to the saintess of Tunia.

It never changes.

The sentence that made me decide to flee to this barren temple of Tunia was still there.

Even if the godson of Actilla originally loved someone else. It’s providence, it’s destiny.

I tore at my hair.

You said it was fate and providence… that this whole story was about violence trying to bend mercy, only to be struck down by the violence wielded by mercy?!

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