Villainous Husband, the One You’re Obsessed With Is Over There - Chapter 167

Chapter 84.1

Eden, who came looking for me, was furious to the breaking point.

“They won’t cooperate. It’s not like they have any valid reason, but because that’s my plan!”

Instead of explaining things step by step like usual, he spoke in an angry tone. I stared at Eden in confusion.

“Ca, calm down. Try to explain more clearly…”

It seemed that even with my request, he couldn’t calm down. Still, thankfully, if it weren’t for the fact that he was a cultured young man named Cha Soo-hyun, a few things might have been destroyed.

He straightened up and turned to me, gripping his waist.

“Do you know what the Archbishop says?”

…How, how would I know that?

“If it were my plan, he was prepared to oppose it unconditionally. Do you know the reason?”

Of course, I didn’t know that either so I just shook my head slightly.

“It was because Seraphina told him to.”

“…Seraphina?”

As my eyes widened at the unexpected name that suddenly came up, Eden let out a deep sigh.

“I don’t know. They were just saying that God gave an oracle that my plan was going to fail, so she’s telling him to oppose everything I say.”

After speaking up to that point, Eden slammed the wall.

I flinched.

“That’s nonsense. What are they even talking about? They won’t listen to me because my plan will fail? Is that the will of God?”

Then he growled, ending his sentence with a statement that no paladin should say.

“Then, why does such a god even exist?”

In the meanwhile, as I stared at Eden’s expression, slightly taken aback, I found a clue in his words.

…God had foretold that Eden’s plan would fail?

Unexpectedly, these words came out of my mouth.

“Eden, so you’re the Sword of Tunia?”

“Yes?”

With a still irritable and hostile expression, he looked at me. Even though I felt even more disheartened than before, I relayed the story that had taken place in the prayer room to him.

“They said the plan of the sword will fail.”

It seemed like my words had helped to bring Eden’s mood down to the lowest point.

“My failure is predetermined, and there’s nothing that can stop it because it’s the will of God?”

I couldn’t bring myself to nod. It was because of the certainty planted in my mind by someone who had never been wrong. Still, I couldn’t even nod in agreement since the atmosphere around Eden was too brutal.

‘He must feel bad.’

It was only natural.

If someone told him that everything converged to a predetermined conclusion no matter what he did, it would be very unpleasant since it meant there was nothing he could do to change it. For someone as confident in themselves as Eden, it certainly has to be infuriating to hear.

He gritted his teeth and scowled, pacing back and forth.

Meanwhile, as Eden lost his composure, I realized I needed to keep my wits about me. In any case, we couldn’t expect cooperation from the people of the Temple of Tunia. It seemed like the God Tunia intended to put him through the wringer. Besides, if Seraphina represented the God of Tunia, her help couldn’t be expected either.

So, in this situation where Raniero was running madly at me in a fit of rage, what was the best choice I could make?

I closed my eyes and thought as calmly as possible.

Raniero has lost his rationality. He was chasing me, and I was his only target. It was safe to assume there was no room for negotiation. For me, the best possible outcome right now was a high probability of being imprisoned and suffering, just like the original Seraphina.

I shuddered.

‘…I can’t do that. Absolutely no way.’

Life in Actilus wasn’t all that bad. However, that was only because Raniero had been lenient with me to a certain extent. Now, I couldn’t expect that same generosity anymore.

I was so scared that I even found myself laughing.

“I’ve become the hunted.”

As predicted in the summer, it seemed like he was going to be hunting Angelica in the winter. I couldn’t help but recall the chilling summer hunt. At that time, the prey was given weapons.

I gazed at the Sword of Tunia.

“Eden…”

At my call, he looked at me.

Despite the fact that his eyes were always like a pitch-black abyss, somehow, I wasn’t afraid anymore.

“Make Actilla bleed, then go to the old sanctuary and open the door. I’ll lure him out.”

When I first made plans to leave Actilus, I never imagined I would say such things.

I closed my eyes tightly.

All right.

Once Actilla’s blood is ready, let’s see what’s beyond that door when I open it with the Sword of Tunia.

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Raniero, with all senses open, including his sixth sense, continued to run tirelessly. The voice that had been whispering to him not to go, as it might be a trap, seemed to realize that it could no longer stop him. Instead, it seemed to energize him as if urging him to complete the task quickly and return to his home.

Returning home with Angelica was all he wanted.

As he spent more time alone with something that gave him strength, Raniero became increasingly intoxicated.

…It was a hunting game.

By now, the conversation he had with Cisen in the Marquis’s parlor had long been forgotten. Forgiveness or trust didn’t matter. All he cared about was taking Angelica and making sure she couldn’t escape again.

At the same time, the voice continued to imbue him with both inhuman strength and impulses of violence. There was no reason to spare any means and methods to keep Angelica by his side. If she was already afraid of him and couldn’t love him anyway, then fine.

He wouldn’t seek emotions anymore.

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