Villainous Husband, the One You’re Obsessed With Is Over There - Chapter 165
Chapter 83.1
I didn’t know how I kept finding out about these things.
The reassurance conveyed by someone from an unknown place. This perfectly aligned information without any discrepancies might be called a revelation…
…Where did it come from?
I suddenly felt thirsty. If I have more of these tangible signs, maybe we might be able to find a way to get through this stifling situation? Without realizing it, I found myself unconsciously clasping my hands together and murmuring.
“…If it’s not Seraphina, then what’s Tunia’s sword?”
As I strode around the prayer room with quick steps, the coldness rose through the soles of my feet, and they soon lost all sensation.
“Why is it called the Sword of Tunia?”
I became desperate.
I really wanted to know, and at that moment, the revelation struck me once again.
‘The plan of the sword fails.’
Despite the fact that it wasn’t the answer I wanted, it was information about the Sword of Tunia. However, it was still cryptic and abstract.
The sword’s plan failed…?
It was esoteric to speculate, so I thought to myself.
‘…I want to know what that means.’
However, no more answers about the sword came back. Instead, when I closed my eyes and opened them, a brief vision unfolded before me. I was in the wilderness. Under the pitch-black and clear sky, the snow that had not yet melted froze uncontrollably and turned into ice.
There was a horse galloping across the frozen expanse.
The horse displayed unmistakable signs of exhaustion. Its physical strength had been depleted for quite some time, but it continued to run on sheer mental fortitude, well, if horses could have mental fortitude.
Raniero, mounted like a graceful beast, was whipping it relentlessly.
He had an expression that showed he didn’t doubt he was on the right path. It seemed as if he was receiving the ‘revelation’ that I sometimes received when I came to the Temple of Tunia. He was coming in the right direction. Without looking at a compass or measuring the distance between the stars, he had unnervingly closed the gap between us.
…In less than three days, he will arrive here.
I closed my eyes, and when I opened them again, I saw the prayer room once again. My vision swirled with the suddenly changing scenery, and I fell to the ground.
“Angelica!”
As Seraphina hurriedly grabbed me, I held on to my flickering consciousness and glanced up at her face.
Again.
Once again, her expression was marred with guilt.
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“Archbishop, aren’t you concerned about the growing influence of Actilus?”
Eden, who followed the Archbishop, talked incessantly.
Still, the Archbishop, whose back was straightened and his shoulders slumped, didn’t easily open his mouth. Although he could’ve given up by now, Eden was particularly persistent today. He didn’t hesitate to stand in the way of the Archbishop.
“Please listen, Your Holiness. He’s coming here, though he’ll be alone, I’m sure of it. The Emperor is coming here alone, weeks away from the capital.”
The Archbishop’s small eyes, glowing like beetles, carefully scrutinized his face.
The Eden he knew wasn’t someone who would pass up such a ‘golden opportunity.’ However, the Eden in front of him no longer had the blood in his veins that he had been so pleased to see. His words were similar, yet it was clearly visible that the reason for saying them was different from before. Since he had long suspected that things had changed, the Archbishop couldn’t help but feel overjoyed whenever Eden displayed faith like the ‘old Eden,’ but he now realized that he had made a mistake.
In the meanwhile, Eden implored, not knowing what the Archbishop was thinking.
“This is our chance to weaken Actilus. If the Emperor dies, Actilus will also shed blood and weaken.”
All of a sudden, the Archbishop suddenly raised his hand and gently brushed Eden’s hair, who wore an awkward expression on his face.
“You’ve really changed a lot, Eden.”
“Your Holiness. Haste is a thing of the past.”
“Yes. I understand that your heart is in the right place, but how can I command the paladins to prepare to oppose Actilus’s Emperor? Who do you think stopped the wave for us?”
“While repaying a debt of gratitude is good, doing so might get us all killed. It’s obvious that the Emperor won’t be in a good mood when he arrives here.”
As the Archbishop leisurely walked on, Eden was frustrated by his unconvincing attitude.
“He’ll come rushing in anger, and he’ll hold us responsible for hiding the Empress.”
“You, who brought the empress here, have nothing to say.”
“Your Holiness, are you going to abandon the Empress?”
Eden’s voice turned thorny.
Eden, or rather Cha Soo-hyun, was originally a person of calm disposition. In most cases, his mind was as dreadfully still as a windless sea, lacking even a ripple. It was for slightly different reasons than Raniero, but to him, too, all people were generally regarded in a similar light.
However, Angelica was a bit different. It was because she came from the same world.
Even if it wasn’t something highly special, what mattered was that she was ‘more precious than others.’
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