The Villain Is Obsessed With His Fake Wife

She spoke appropriately about what happened with the crown prince.

“Anyway, that’s what happened with the crown prince. I was scared when something like a magic circle suddenly activated and chased me, but I survived because John saved me.”

“Is that what happened?”

“I don’t know if I said it right.”

Even after listening to her story, John looked dissatisfied. But he nodded his head gracefully.

“I understand everything. It means that the crown prince was the problem.”

‘…I think something was omitted. But it’s true that the crown prince is the problem.’

“Yes. What John understood is correct.”

“We can’t leave that bastard alone.”

John spoke in an excessively disrespectful manner for dealing with the crown prince of the empire.

“…I thought he would come to his senses if I put him on probation so he can’t leave the imperial palace.”

He did something like that?

‘As expected, the darkness is different. The crown prince can’t compete.’

This was despite the fact that the crown prince wore many halos because he was the only heir. She thought John would take care of the crown prince issue in the future.

“Do you know how something like this happened, John?”

“I have a rough guess.”

‘I thought I moved because I was a fairy.’

John also seemed to have his own guess.

‘It’s amazing.’

She looked up at John with sparkling eyes.

“Really? Why is it?”

“That’s a secret.”

John grinned mischievously.

“It wouldn’t be fun if I told you everything now.”

“How is that? And it’s more fun for me to tell you everything from the beginning, right?”

She pulled John’s arm and persistently asked him. Shrugging his shoulders, John walked in the other direction.

‘Are you going to pretend like you don’t know this?’

But this was a problem directly related to her survival.

‘Let me show you how persistent I am.’

Before she knew it, John was already far away with his long legs. She realized once again how big John was.

“Are you really not going to tell me?”

She quickly ran behind him and asked questions non-stop.

“I told you everything about the crown prince, but is this happening?”

“…”

“Why don’t you say that? So, I’m more curious.”

Normally, if she did this, he would have told her everything.

John was walking forward, pretending not to hear her. Despite that, she was suspicious because he was walking at her own pace.

‘Is there something I shouldn’t know?’

She was even more suspicious because John would normally tell her after insisting two or three times.

‘Or is he really just teasing me?’

Sometimes, he would say nonsense just to make fun of her, so she couldn’t resolve her doubts.

“You don’t have to be exact, so just tell me what you think. What on earth is going on like this…?”

John suddenly stopped walking.

She almost tripped over the uneven stones in the cave. At that moment, John stretched out his hand and grabbed her body.

Her eyes naturally fell on John’s face. John grinned, folding his eyes like a half moon.

“You have to be careful.”

She felt like her face was getting hot for some reason, so she turned her head as if she was upset. At that moment, she knew where John had arrived.

“Is this the place where I first fell?”

“It was here, after all.”

John sighed softly and answered.

“I didn’t want you to think this badly.”

She swallowed her saliva unconsciously at his serious reaction.

“Why, is there some big problem?”

“Huh.”

“What kind of problem is it…?”

The light of the magic circle, which was glowing ominously as if it was going to eat her, became quiet. John looked at the magic circle and spoke slowly.

“Because the magic circle for offering sacrifices has not been completed.”

“Is it such a big deal that it’s not finished?”

“The fact that the magic circle is not complete means that a larger offering is needed. And in the case of that magic…”

That was when John raised one eyebrow and was about to speak to her.She tilted her head while looking at the magic circle carefully and asked John.

“Do you have to make a sacrifice for it to be complete?”

“Why?”

“No. I think the placement of the magic circle’s sentences is a bit wrong. If I just complete the blank spaces, wouldn’t it be complete?”

John looked at her, his sharp eyes twisted. Soon, John, who was looking at the magic circle and her alternately, asked her.

“…blank? Can you see the writing on that magic circle?”

She found John’s question even more odd.

‘Can’t he see the writing in the first place?’

But despite that, the writing in every corner of the magic circle was very clear and unbroken. She tilted her head and asked John.

“Can’t John read ancient languages ​​too?”

“I’m able to read it.”

“Then I don’t think it’s difficult.”

She learned ancient languages ​​from the Libertan duchy. If the Libertan duchy could invite a teacher to teach, then of course John could do it as well.

‘In the first place, there shouldn’t be something the dark side can’t do.’

“Oh, it can’t be seen in John’s eyes? Or are there any parts that seem a bit blurry?”

The ancient language of the magic circle consisted of several sentences.

‘He said the magic circle looked a little familiar. They said it was the content of the Bible that I learned through hard work at Libertan.’

[Human, prove your desire.]

[Realize how insignificant your sacrifice is before the name of God.]

[God sent angels to protect humans from evil, what a glorious and blessed thing this is.]

These were verses from the Bible.

‘Now that I think about it, it’s kind of interesting that the sentence on the magic circle is a sentence written in the Bible.’

She thought it would be quicker to show it in action rather than explain it. The part of the magic circle with the emblem engraved on it could be lifted like a stone tablet. She lifted a stone slab.

‘It’s pretty light.’

“…The sentence at the top here is the last sentence of the Bible, so I thought it was right to go to the end. So, like this.”

So, the stone slab was placed on the last shelf.

“I think it should be done this way, in line with the verses in the Bible.”

Light began to come from the magic circle again, as if the tombstone she had put down had returned to its proper place.

“John, I think I did something, but it’s not serious…”

It was just as she turned her head to look at John.

At that moment, an unusual light shone in the magic circle around her, and the surroundings changed completely.

* * *

It was a place as distant as a dream.

She was lying in a strange basement. Even though her limbs weren’t tied, her entire body was so weak that she couldn’t even lift a finger.

“Honey, so what should I do now?”

“Don’t ask questions one by one, just do what you normally do. You were good at it.”

In front of her was the Duke and Duchess of Libertan.

They looked at her lying down and started shaking with serious expressions. The Duchess Libertan frowned and slammed the whip in her hand onto the floor of her mate.

“Then do you beat it like you train other slaves?”

Slam…

Just by hitting the floor, a creepy sound was heard in the air.

‘When have I ever experienced something like this?’

But it made no sense to bring someone to a place like this and then forget about it.

‘To begin with, the Duke and Duchess of Libertan never really hit me openly…’

Deep wrinkles appeared on the forehead of Damian, Duke of Libertan.

“That’s definitely a problem, too. If I show off too much, it might end up with an empty heart and it could go wrong…”

“That’s what I said. What if it dies like other spoiled things? Its body is already weak, so it might run into problems.”

“Then how about we leave it alone until it gets stronger? I don’t think there’s a lot of time anyway.”

Rosaria bit her lip tightly at Damian’s words.

“Is that still possible? Yeah, it caught a cold a while ago, so I hope it gets better.”

It was when Damien was trying to pick her up while she was stiff.

“…dad?”

At that moment, the light that illuminated the basement flickered.

“Why are you holding that fake one?”

It was so far away that she couldn’t see who it was. But the crying voice was very familiar to her ears.

“Did you really think of that fake person as your daughter instead of me?”

Rosaria threw her whip on the floor and ran to the immediate girl. Her hair turned gray and she felt suffocated, as if she was out of breath.

“No way. How could that kid replace you? Why do you say that to upset mom?”

“But even if only for a moment, that fake person is enjoying its place. I saw you trying to harass a fake just now.”

Eventually, the girl burst into tears.

“Are you saying that I am now the daughter that Mom and Dad abandoned when I died?”

Only then did she realize who the girl was.

‘It’s Yestella.’

Although Yestella was alive, the Duke and Duchess of Libertan were sincerely saddened that their daughter was dead. These two didn’t act well enough to fool her.

‘So what am I seeing now? Am I having a strange dream again?’

At that time, the Duke of Libertan threw her to the floor. She fell to the floor and screamed.

“Uh huh. Didn’t we say we would do anything to save you?”

“But…”

“In the end, that fake exists only for you.”

Duke Libertan picked up the whip that Rosaria had thrown on the floor with a calm expression.

“What I did just now was to cause that child the most pain…”

It was when the whip was about to fly towards her body. She opened her eyes in a cold sweat.

“…Erich?”

Erich and the priests appeared in front of her. The priests who saw her cheered.

“Ma’am, you’re awake. Are you okay?”

* * *

Inside the imperial prison.

The Duke of Libertan stood up, clutching his throbbing head. The haggard-looking Duchess Libertan asked the Duke Libertan.

“…Honey, what happens to us now?”

“What happens? Estelle is the only one we have. Obviously, the reason we survived this time is because Estelle couldn’t let us die…”

At that moment, the Duke of Libertan screamed and hit his head on the wall. Rosaria was surprised and called the Duke.

“Honey, are you okay?”

“No, something strange came to mind.”

The Duke of Libertan was upset because he had not eaten anything.

“Why do I remember our dead Stella…?”

“Stella?”

Rosaria asked back as if it was strange.

“Why do you bring up the story of the fdaughter who died so sadly? That kid…”

At that moment, Rosalia pursed her lips as if she remembered something.

* * *

She didn’t know what she was going through just a moment ago.

‘Is this similar to the strange dream I had last time?’

She guessed she should talk to the trees more.

‘Anyway, that’s it.’

Seeing that the priests were confused by her and Erich was annoyed, she had a rough idea of ​​what happened after she fell.

‘As expected, we’ll pack up our house.’

She couldn’t be this confident when they were on her side. Cardinal Simon asked her carefully as she drank the warm water.

“What happened with the saint?”

“The saint?”

“Yes. I can’t tell you how surprised I was when Madame collapsed while taking a walk alone with the saint.”

The seriousness of the situation was keenly felt by Erich’s calm words.

“If you didn’t wake up, I was going to officially declare war with the Holy Kingdom.”

“What?”

“They formally invited the Blanchett family’s mistress, but they made her suffer, so they have to pay the price.”

The letter inviting her had the seal of success. And the Holy Emperor was a powerful person who was no different from the Holy Kingdom itself.

‘They may be responsible to that extent, but…’

Still, it’s war! She could barely understand why the priests had become so haggard.

‘How much I wish they had suffered from Erich…’

The saint said that as she walked back and forth a few times, she examined her.

“Luckily, as the saint said, you woke up this time. Do you have any pain anywhere?”

“No. There is no pain anymore.”

Even though she suddenly vomited blood and collapsed, her physical condition was perfectly fine.

‘Is it because the saint healed me with her divine power?’

She thought it might have something to do with the secret that she was a fairy.

“It wasn’t because something happened with the saint, right?”

Cardinal Simon asked in a very earnest voice.

“The saint said that the duchess suddenly felt unwell and she pushed herself and vomited blood.”

‘Ah, she must have said it that way? That I pushed her.’

Suddenly, she understood everything that had happened that day. She acted as if she had fallen on a rock and someone had pushed her, and there were people running towards her as if they had been waiting.

‘The saint must have been preparing to frame me, right?’

They may have prepared something else, but they seemed to be embarrassed when she collapsed.

‘But if you completely lie like this, there will be trouble.’

The saintess didn’t seem to know what kind of problems this could cause.

“Did the saint say that?”

She lowered her long eyelashes sadly. Cardinal Simon glanced at her and asked in a low voice.

“Is there anything different from what the saint said?”

“Actually, I’m so sorry, I was so sick at the time that I don’t really remember what happened.”

Erich took her side right away.

“Isn’t it obvious? Madame vomited blood! But all they can do is tell people that you fell on the floor…”

“B-Baron Bougne.”

“Why are you calling me? Did I say something wrong?”

Cardinal Simon was taken aback by Erich’s harsh response.

‘It’s so convenient to have someone who takes my side.’

She held her head as if dizzy. Just like the saint did when she walked around. Then all the priests were shocked and looked at her condition.

“Has something bad happened?”

“Cardinal. Divine power to Duchess Blanchett…”

“I’m OK.”

She nodded and smiled weakly.

“When I remembered what happened with the saint back then, her head suddenly became dizzy.”

Cardinal Simon’s eyes widened.

“Well, what happened…?”

She seemed anxious, perhaps because she had not been properly informed of the situation by the saint. She leaned pitifully on the bed and opened her mouth in a sorrowful voice.

“The saint suddenly called my husband’s name…”

At that time, Erich jumped up and shouted.

“Did that saintess do something strange while talking about you again? It was said in Duke Blanchett’s book as well. What on earth does the saintess think of a married man?”

The expressions of the priests turned earthy. She pretended to be embarrassed and kindly denied the situation.

“Oh, no. Erich. I just have to endure it. The saint is ignorant of external affairs without any malice…”

“Is it okay to do something like that if there is no malicious intent?”

The priests, led by Cardinal Simon, looked at each other in silence. Even though she wasn’t looking at them, she felt like she knew what that expression was.

‘Ah, the saint had an accident again.’

Of course, they were telling her to think that way.

 

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