Obsessed with Regressors

She didn’t know he would think that way. She looked at Elliot a little strangely. Today she got to see a lot of new sides of the men around her. She looked around the deck for a moment. It’s spacious and had a lot of food. It might be a bit chilly, but there were plenty of shawls and blankets prepared.

 

“The night view from here would be nice, right?”

 

It would happen. The rowing competition continues until late afternoon. People enjoy playing in the water and spending time until the evening. Elliot’s eyes softened at my question. He said, casting his gaze over the deck.

 

“Yes.”

 

“Can I dance?”

 

“Let’s bring the band.”

 

After saying that, Elliot immediately turned his head to the servant. From his mouth fell the Countess of Devon’s permission to embark.

 

“Countess Biscon.”

 

The Countess of Devon’s expression on board the ship was unusual. As soon as she said her thanks to Elliot, she grabbed her mother’s hand and began sobbing. Meanwhile, the servants who followed the Countess on board looked inside the ship. She said she was looking for someone. She asked cautiously, making sure that Lady Devon was not next to the Countess.

 

“Has Lady Devon disappeared?”

 

As if her prediction was correct, the Countess stopped sobbing and looked back at her. Even if Lady Devon has disappeared,she didn’t know why she was so upset. She looked at the Countess as if she didn’t know why she was crying. Lady Devon was a saint. She remembered he was probably around the same age as her.

 

“Yes, that’s right. That kid…”

 

As the Countess hesitantly began to explain, a rumor popped into her head that Lady Devon had been out of her mind. No way. But the Countess came to watch her rowing. To be exact, it might be water play. Doesn’t that mean that Lady Devon’s condition has improved a lot?

 

“I’m very tired both mentally and physically…”

 

The Countess spoke with her caution, so she went up to her and whispered to her:

 

“Didn’t you take her out because she was getting a lot better?”

 

“She has improved a lot. It got better…”

 

The Countess, who had said that, looked at me in shock. She looked like she didn’t know she knew about that rumor and then she sighed and said,

 

“I thought it got better. She rarely talked about her dreams.”

 

Dream? She stopped at the familiar sound she heard again. A dream? The Countess saw her expression and asked.

 

“Why?”

 

“Uh, what dream is this?”

 

“It’s a stupid dream.”

 

The Countess shook her hand and smiled in despair. I quickly motioned to Lauren. And as soon as she came to her side she asked the countess:

 

“What dream? There’s something about that dream, so Lady Devon must be obsessed with her dream, right?”

 

“She said it felt very real. She’s been looking for her child for a while.”

 

Child? Did Lady Devon have any children? The Countess spoke quickly to her, who was surprised.

 

“In a dream. In her dream, she got married and had a child…”

 

“They say she’s dead?”

 

At that time, Lauren suddenly intervened. Me and her Countess of Devon looked at her in astonishment. Lauren looked like she didn’t even realize she had intervened.

 

“Uh, how…”

 

Lauren finally came to her senses after hearing the Countess’ words. She was startled, looked back and forth between me and the Countess and said:

 

“I just took a picture.”

 

“It’s just as this lady said. She said her husband killed her son.”

 

Her eyes turned to Lauren again. She was similar to her. Lauren seemed to have noticed that too. She could see her face turning white.

 

“Ma’am, there is nothing on this ship.”

 

At that time, the servants of the Earl of Devon came up to us and said: I understand why she said she had to look for this ship. There aren’t many boats big enough for someone to hide in. It’s probably the ship of Duke Germarot, the sponsor of the games.

 

“You have been rude, Countess Viscon. Thank you for your help, Count Burns.”

 

The Countess looked as if she was about to faint at any moment and thanked her mother and Elliot. How do you feel? How did a mother feel when she took her unconscious daughter out for a swim and found out that her daughter had disappeared. She unconsciously looked at the river and shook her head. That can’t be possible. If someone had fallen into the river, there would have been a scene.

 

“Have you checked Duke Germarot’s ship?”

 

She asked the Countess of Devon as she saw her off.

 

Duke Germarot’s ship is the largest here. However, she is also a difficult opponent to say that she will search the ship to find her insane daughter. As she thought, the Countess shook her head and said:

 

“I want to go now.”

 

This was definitely a difficult person to ask for. She gave her a deadpan nod, trying to hide that she sympathized with her.

 

“Wait, what about Lord Voltigor?”

 

As she walked along the deck to see off the Countess as she disembarked, she thought of Lord Voltigor. Millie’s ex-fiance. Didn’t he go see him? But the Countess didn’t seem to think so. She held her hand and comforted her, as if thanking her for her concern.

 

“After that dream, Millie really, really hated Wes.”

 

You hate it? Because of a dream? Then, Millie said in her dream that her husband had killed her son. If the engagement had not been broken off, Lord Voltigor would be Milly’s husband.

 

“Anyway, that’s probably why Millie didn’t go see Wes. Because it was so, so terrible.”

 

Suddenly her eyes turned to Elliot. She also had a dream about Elliot. Could this be some kind of precognitive dream? Similar to what Lauren and Millie dreamed? She felt strange. It was very, very strange. After seeing the Countess disembark, she called Lauren over and asked her.

 

“Lauren, was Lady Devon in your dream too?”

 

Lauren looked troubled. She bit her lip in response to my question and then spoke as if she couldn’t help it.

 

“It didn’t come out. But I heard the story.”

 

“Tell me what the story was.”

 

“Do you believe in my dream?”

 

She didn’t believe it. No, do you believe it? She looked at Lauren blankly. Lauren and Millie have something in common. In her dream she saw what her life was like and decided to change her future. If two people have the same dream, that is, if it is the same time period, there is nothing that cannot be believed.

 

“I’m trying to believe.”

 

She spoke honestly. Lauren looked at me blankly and spoke in a low voice.

 

“I remember, it’s funny that you say it like this.”

 

It’s funny to call something that hasn’t even happened yet a memory. But she shook her head and Lauren said seriously.

 

“I heard that Lord Voltigor tried to start a rebellion and failed. He said he was going to get caught, so he took his own life along with his son.”

 

Right, she saw what you mean when Millie said her husband killed her son. And why Millie thinks so terribly of Lord Voltigor.

 

“That dream.”

 

She hesitated for a moment and then opened my mouth again. It was a few weeks ago that there was a rumor that Lady Devon was crazy. To be exact, it was right before Elliot appeared in the capital. Even though so long had passed, Millie still couldn’t get out of her dream.

 

“Is it that realistic? So much so that even when I wake up from the dream, I don’t forget it?”

 

Usually, dreams fade from the moment they occur. Lauren’s face hardened at my question. She took a deep breath and spoke.

 

“Yes. Some parts were blurred. But some parts are as vivid as if they happened yesterday.”

 

The Countess of Devon said Millie felt terrible for Wes and there was no way she would go looking for him. But in that vivid dream, Wes killed the son he had with Millie. Wouldn’t Millie really resent Wes? She jumped up and started looking for Lord Voltigor’s ship. Wes Voltigor’s ship was a little behind. She noticed two men talking on the boat and started thinking about what to do. What did you say? Millie was going to attack Wes? That she’s so caught up in her dreams that she can’t tell them apart from reality? But they didn’t know if Millie would really attack Wes. Maybe all of this was just her speculation.

 

“Uh?”

 

At that time, the man who had been talking to Lord Voltigor was seen carefully getting up and getting off the boat. And then, as if she had been waiting, a woman in a dress appeared outside the ship.

 

“Lady Devon.”

 

She was startled and started running towards Lord Voltigor’s ship. Right in front of her, she saw Lady Devon on Lord Voltigor’s ship rushing towards him.

 

“Milli! Stop it!”

 

Because of the sudden attack, Sir Voltigor was helpless as he was pushed around and slid to the outside of the ship. She climbed into the rocking boat and caught Millie.

 

“Let go of this!”

 

Because she held on, Millie’s body shook, creating a gap. Lord Voltigor waved her off in the meantime and withdrew.

 

“It’s crazy?”

 

The next moment, Lord Voltigor lifted his leg as if he was going to kick Milly. No! She reflexively hugged Lady Devon.

 

“You must be the one who was crazy.”

 

Soon Elliot’s voice was heard. ‘Oh my god.’ She looked up and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw him on board. Before she knew it, Elliot had followed her and was stepping on Sir Voltigor.

 

“You!”

 

At that time, Millie’s expression changed drastically when she saw my face. She screamed as she lunged at her.

 

“Save my daughter!”

 

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