The Obsessive Maniac Is Trying To Confine Me

As the evening sun went down and darkness gradually took over the sky, a secret club was opened in the capital.

The club operated with only a small number of members.

Those who covered their faces with masks sat around a round table and exchanged serious conversations.

“Countess Millard is missing. Is this really a coincidence?”

Today, their topic was none other than Countess Millard, who was a member here.

“It is strange that a woman who was more passionate than anyone else suddenly disappeared.”

“That’s right. She was a great person.”

A woman who went crazy after her son died.

That’s how passionate she was.

Everyone in the club naturally questioned her disappearance.

“The last time I met Countess Millard, she’s with the Paladin Commander.”

Everyone in the club agreed to keep an eye on him.

“But there is a woman who said she met the Countess before he testified.”

“Ah, the mistress of the Marquis Evantes?”

“Do you think we should keep an eye on her too?”

“Hmm. After the meeting with that woman, the Paladin Commander met Countess Millard, so why would it be necessary?”

“But don’t you think it’s a bit odd? There are several people who saw the woman meet with the Countess, but no one saw the Paladin Commander meet with Countess Millard. Could the Paladin’s story be true?”

“I have my doubts about that, but it is not necessary for the Paladin to lie. Rather, he only got people suspicious by saying that.”

The more they exchanged words, the more they fell into a labyrinth.

Instead of unraveling the clue, it only gets more twisted.

“What do you think, Chairman?”

The man stared at the half-masked woman seated at the head table.

Emily, the woman with golden hair hanging down and silently watching them chatter, smiled.

“Let’s see.”

The trap has been set.

“I have more important things to think about, like preparing to greet the Savior.”

*****

“Please call the Paladin Commander.”

As soon as I got the letter from Michelle, I went straight to the temple.

The fever hasn’t completely gone away, but there are a lot of issues that need to be done.

“The Paladin Commander?”

The priest gave me an appraising glance at my request. It was as if he knew the subject.

“Tell the Paladin Commander that ‘Camilla’ has arrived. He will know because he said he had a message for me.”

“… The Paladin Commander probably won’t meet anyone.”

The priest looked at me as if to gauge the truth, but I kept my brazen face.

In fact, there is no such thing as a promise.

But I knew Richards would burst out at any moment.

“You will have to wait.”

“In the meantime, I will pray to God for a while. Where is the quietest prayer room?”

I asked the priest, putting money on it. Then a smile appeared on the priest’s face.

How easy it was. I clucked my tongue at the priest’s transparent behavior and walked into the prayer room he led me to.

As I walked through the temple, I narrowed my forehead.

It seems as if something comes to mind.

Do I have any memories related to the temple?

I vaguely recall something, but I hardly remember it.

I scan the temple in silence, then kneel to one side of the prayer hall.

Even though it was my first time doing it, I felt like I had done it many times.

<If there is a God, please hear my prayer.>

A faint memory.

The figure of a girl with pink hair who knelt down, begging desperately.

<If you have any pity on me, please listen to my prayer just once.>

<Please… let me go back home.>

The girl begged earnestly.

The girl who was praying is gradually becoming more and more mature. Time has passed.

After many years, the girl still sat and prayed.

Very eagerly.

<I’d rather forget everything. I want to be like a blank sheet of paper!>

The girl, who had become an adult, pulled her clasped hands close to her chest and cried out.

Rose has always hoped for a miracle.

As if she had come to another world.

This isn’t a miracle, it’s just desperation, but it’s a miracle in that the unthinkable has happened.

So please.

Please just one more time.

I’m begging you, grant me a miracle.

The girl, the grown-up girl, was slowly dying while praying to a deaf god.

In a terribly barren desert.

“Rosie?”

When the passing memories reached the end, a long shadow fell in front of the prayer room.

I patted my knees and got up from my seat.

“Were you praying?”

“Richard.”

“I wonder what you prayed for.”

“I was just pretending. I came here because I had something else to tell you.”

Richard rolled his eyes and smiled. As I say it.

That was the main purpose of coming here.

“Why did the temple break a deal with Sablen?”

The main places that the Sablen
do business with the Imperial family and the temple.

For them to suddenly cut off business with Sablen. Something was going on.

“You know that. right?”

“I don’t know, I don’t know, well. If you want, I can make the deal go on again.”

At that moment, I barely suppressed the urge to grab Richard’s collar and shake it.

“Does it look like I’m here to beg you? I want to know the reason.”

The look on his face, which wasn’t exactly malicious, was amused.

“The Pope ordered me to do this.”

“… The Pope? why?”

“I don’t know what he means, but I can find out if you want.”

“… Yes, I would appreciate it.”

I grabbed my throbbing head. Why are things getting more and more complicated?

“Rosie.”

Then Richard smiled and wrapped his thick arms around my waist.

“I do whatever you tell me to do. But when will you come to my side?”

His tone of voice became hasty, as if he was getting impatient.

“… It’s impossible to get to your side right now.”

It’s probably impossible for the rest of your life.

Richard crossed his arms at me and tilted his head impatiently.

“What do you mean?”

“You weren’t even going to give me time to sort things out?”

“If you are going to meet a savior….”

“Can you let me meet the savior right now?”

There was no answer from Richard.

“How long does it take?”

“If you wait a little bit….”

“I don’t want to hear such incompetent words.”

When I thought about it, the person who could help me meet the savior quickly was Argen.

So, let’s spend time in moderation with Richard.

As soon as I meet the Savior, “Camilla” will disappear.

I will return to Rose Herthas.

Even if ‘Camilla’ is framed for killing someone, it has nothing to do with ‘Rose’.

“Richard.”

I smiled softly and looked at him. Suddenly, Richard hardened.

“I just need you to be patient, just a little bit.”

I whispered to him as if to comfort him, Richard’s expression softened.

But still, in the corner of his heart, he’s still reluctant.

Still, there was room for persuasion. With a little more soothing, I might be able to…

“What the hell is this!”

Just then, I heard a panicked shout from outside.

“Young master Herthas! Stop it! I can’t tolerate your rudeness any more!”

Young master Herthas?

Surprised by the unexpected word, I shut my mouth, but Richard’s expression also stiffened.

Richard instinctively hid me behind him.

Was it Dylan or Yurtha?

Why is he suddenly here…

And that moment.

“Young master Herthas! Stop! stop…!”

Bang!

The door opened roughly in the prayer room.

The red eyes looking straight at me.

*****

<I’m sure it won’t be difficult. Think about it if you take part in a celebration held on a holiday.>

Knowing the nature of Princess Evangeline, I expected that she would make unreasonable demands.

However, the Princess terms were very simple.

That said, there is definitely something to be said for a holiday celebration.

‘It would be best if Rosie didn’t come.’

Argen headed to Rosie’s room, thinking that he should treat her well.

Just then, Rosie’s maid was passing by Argen with a crumpled letter.

“How’s Camilla?”

“Ye-Yes?”

“I asked how Camila was. But what are you holding in your hand?”

At Argen’s question, the maid hurriedly put it in her pocket as if trying to hide the letter.

Argen’s eyebrows went up when he saw her behavior.

“Give it to me.”

“Pa-pardon?”

“Give me what you’re hiding.”

Why is a maid holding someone else’s letter?

High-quality stationery was the paper used by nobles.

The maid carefully handed over the letter, looking at Argen’s eyes.

[Hello, Rosie.

I heard you were sick.
I’m worried about you, and I’d love to come visit you right now, but I’m afraid you won’t like it, so I’ll be patient.

Instead, I send flowers and gifts.

I picked them while thinking of you, and it’s very fragrant.

I hope you get well soon…

P.s. I can’t wait to be with you, and I’m only waiting for your promise to abandon the Marquis and come to me.
If you had come to me earlier, I would have cared for you.]

Rosie promised to leave me and go to that monster?

Argen felt an ominous feeling and hurried to her room.

Faced with an empty room, he let out a hollow laugh.

“Where is Camilla now?”

“… Sh-she went to the temple.”

Ah, yes.

You were planning to run away from me from the beginning.

The eyes of the enlightened gleamed eerily.