The Villain Is Obsessed With His Fake Wife

Late at night.

She checked that John was asleep, and went to see Isidor by tearing off the tapestry.

Isidor was under a huge tree.

“It’s been a while. How did you do anything outside?”

– If you greet him like that, how would that child know that you were waiting for him? Show him how excited you are, Isidor.

Isidor narrowed his eyes and answered.

“Don’t listen to that tree guy. He lives to tease me under the pretense of being bored.”

“Don’t worry. I don’t believe you either.”

“…What?”

“The reason Mr. Isidor cares about me is because I’m the last fairy, not because I’m the one doing it.”

Isidor was the guardian of fairies. Just by looking at his status, you could feel how much affection he had for the fairies.

“So don’t worry too much. Instead, focus on practicing what you need.”

No matter how many more times he could come, the number of times they could meet was set. At this, Isidor’s blue eyes shook slightly.

“…It’s not like that.”

“Huh?”

“It’s true that I care about you because you’re a fairy. How could I not care when you’re the last fairy child? But…”

Isidor’s ears turned red slightly.

“The reason I care about you isn’t just because you’re a fairy. It’s not like I liked all the fairy children.”

“…”

“Of course, I would have done my duty even if I didn’t like it, but it wouldn’t have been like this. Because I care about you a lot.”

To be honest, Isidor’s words were contradictory.

‘If it weren’t for the fairy, you wouldn’t have even bothered.’

But strangely, his words didn’t confuse me because the affection seeping into his hesitant voice was clear.

“…What do you see in me? Mr. Isidor doesn’t know much about me.”

“You don’t have to know everything to be able to cherish me.”

The wind blew, ruffling Isidro’s platinum hair. The trees behind him blended in naturally, creating a noble, sage-like atmosphere.

“Haven’t you ever felt that way?”

“…I guess so.”

She suddenly thought of John.

‘I still don’t understand John’s heart.’

She had promised herself not to care at all, but she kept caring and repeating the same worries.

John had many secrets, and she had a hard time because of his secrets.

‘But I still like John.’

Even though he lied to her, she loved John.

‘Ah, that’s why I wasn’t happy.’

She thought she knew why John’s lie wasn’t okay.

‘I was hurt.’

Because she was expecting John to be honest with her. But when she thought about it, that was the most un-John-like behavior.

‘John ​​doesn’t know that I know the truth.’

He probably didn’t want to make things harder for her by talking nonsense. He didn’t want to add more burden to the already difficult situation of being a Saint Stella.

It was John’s own consideration.

“…Estelle, are you okay?”

When she came to her senses, Isidore, who had come closer, was looking at her with worried eyes.

“You’re crying right now.”

“Me?”

She absentmindedly wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, and tears welled up.

“Oh, that’s right. It wasn’t something worth crying about.”

“You seemed to want to cry.”

“Honestly, I’m the type of person who sheds tears easily. Whenever I feel like crying, I can shed tears.”

She had been shedding tears a lot lately, trying to act pitiful, but it seemed like they were leaking out like this even when she didn’t want to.

“But it’s nothing. I suddenly realized what I was worried about, so I was a little…”

“A little?”

“I guess I was confused.”

Isidore couldn’t go outside anyway. He’s someone who not only took care of her, a fairy, like an adult, but also had no intention of harming her. So she comfortably revealed her honest face.

“Why do you have such petty worries that bother people when they’re nothing? I guess life has gotten easier these days, so I started thinking like that.”

As she said that, she couldn’t help but laugh at herself.

“You’re full.”

If she had been worrying about her survival with John, she wouldn’t have been disappointed like this. Rather, she would have been happy that John had told her about his past.

John was very good to her. Even in this imperial trial, didn’t he take care of it without her having to worry about it?

‘The saint’s work, it’s the saint’s fault.’

So this was her fault.

“…I don’t think so.”

Unexpectedly, Isidor’s face became more serious.

“I can sense a great sadness inside Estelle.”

“I think it’s because I saw you cry just now. Everyone else has that misconception.”

“Fairies can sense each other’s emotions very sensitively. This is because the other person’s emotions are unconsciously captured in the fairy’s energy.”

Isidor, who was a head taller than me, was holding his arms together, so it really felt like a problem.

“So, what do you think Mr. Isidor feels about me?”

“Anxiety and depression.”

“I feel that often.”

“Pain and sadness, a great loneliness and emptiness, and an incalculable amount of hurt.”

Isidor’s blue eyes narrowed. She unconsciously shrugged her shoulders as she stared at him.

‘It feels like everything about me is being read.’

A vague sense of anxiety came over her. She gave Isidor a clean smile.

“But Mr. Isidor, I’m okay.”

“…Why do you think that?”

“I’m okay because I’m okay. It may have really been like that at one time. But things have really gotten a lot better now.”

She told Isidor about the recent good and exciting things that happened with John. Isidor remained unresponsive, and the tree, unable to bear the silence, shouted.

– React! No one will be as stone-faced as you when it comes to love stories.

“It’s noisy.”

– Anyway, that’s why you love him, but you’re worried because there’s something in your heart that keeps bothering you.

“That’s right, but everyone has these kinds of worries.”

Isidor nodded a beat later.

“…That could be.”

“So don’t worry too much, I’m doing well.”

“Yes, if that’s what you feel.”

Isidor nodded calmly.

“There’s another reason I asked about your feelings. The most important thing in a fairy’s energy is ‘emotions.’”

“Emotions?”

“I explained to you briefly what a fairy’s ability is last time, so this time I’ll tell you how to use the fairy’s ability better.”

Isidor’s gaze turned to a corner of the tree. A white flower grew above that spot.

“Look at that flower carefully.”

Isidor’s energy spread slowly beneath the ground where the flower was blooming. And then, as if a powerful lightning strike had struck, the flower burned black and disappeared.

His heart pounded.

‘What is this tension?’

It wasn’t just because she saw the flower disappear. Just now, her whole body seemed to shiver with emotions she didn’t even know about.

“That was just now…?”

When she looked back at Isidor with surprised eyes, Isidor nodded silently.

“Yes, I used the power of the fairy with anger. Even if your ability is set, the extent of its use varies depending on what emotion you put into it. What you have to do from now on is find a way to use your ability like me and practice it.”

“Now that I think about it, how is the power of the fairy determined?”

“What does that mean?”

“Oh, Mr. Isidor is the power to destroy, and I am the eye to see the truth. If other fairies each have different abilities, I wonder if there is some principle behind it.”

Isidor, who had been crossing his arms, nodded.

“Each person’s wish is manifested and determined.”

“Wish?”

The more she listened to Isidor’s explanation, the more curious she became about fairies.

‘So did I want to see the truth?’

She was using her power well, but it was strange that it was actually her wish.

“So all fairies can make the flowers bloom just now?”

“Yes.”

“Then the type of flower that blooms at that time is also fixed?”

“The flower that blooms is different depending on the situation.”

The more she listened, the more useful this power was.

‘How did fairies become extinct?’

Just hearing the story, it seemed like an incredibly strong race!

“Then why did fairies…”

“That’s enough.”

Isidor’s expression became stern. For some reason, it became creepy in a different sense.

“I’ve heard enough questions, so now it’s time to get into the real thing.”

At that moment, thick vines suddenly sprouted from the ground and hit the ground hard. Isidor spoke coldly.

“For your information, the power of fairies is similar to using your body, so it is best learned through hardship. So don’t complain.”

“Now, wait a minute-!”

Suddenly, a vine flew towards her.

* * *

John slowly opened his eyes.

‘Where did it go?’

Estelle, whom he had been holding in his arms, disappeared. For a moment, his spine went cold and his face stiffened.

‘No way, she ran away…’

At that moment, Estelle appeared near the floor, sound asleep.

‘The tapestry?’

For some reason, Estelle was tightly hugging the tapestry that the Kingdom of Royum ​​had given her. John snickered at her.

‘You’re cute.’

However, he couldn’t forgive her for daring to leave his arms.

John lifted Estelle up and placed her on the bed. He covered her with the blanket and hugged her tightly. He felt Estelle’s unique soft and warm touch.

‘This sense of stability.’

Now, John felt like he couldn’t fall asleep without this warmth. At that moment, Estelle, who had her eyes closed, squirmed.

“Okay, just a moment…”

Estelle groaned.

“…It’s hard, so give me some time…”

It sounded like she was pleading. John stared at Estelle, frozen as a stone.

‘Are you having another nightmare about being abused?’

Every time he saw Estelle struggling, John became miserable. There was nothing he could do for Estelle.

‘You’re struggling like this.’

John carefully stroked Estelle’s head. Then Estelle stopped snoring and began to breathe comfortably.

‘You did a good job lying.’

Estelle lived with the wounds of the past.

‘If she found out that I hated Estelle and married her with the intention of revenge…’

Estelle might have completely broken down. And he hadn’t completely lied.

Anyway, he had no intention of revenge on Estelle anymore, and he had completely abandoned that plan without anyone knowing. That was something Estelle would never know.

“It’s okay, Estelle.”

John carefully stroked Estelle’s back and whispered.

“I’ll make sure you don’t get hurt anymore.”

* * *

The Holy Land was turned upside down by Stella’s trial.

The cardinals were furious when they heard the trial proceedings in front of the Holy Emperor.

“What on earth was Cardinal Simon thinking when he accused the saint? Does he realize that he is a cardinal?”

“That’s right. How could he dare do something like that without being very thoughtless!”

“In order to protect the saint, we must bring her to the Holy Land immediately. The empire is too dangerous for her.”

The priest who had delivered the trial then expressed his troubles.

“However, the saint has no intention of returning to the Holy Land.”

“…Why on earth, after all this chaos?”

The priests were troubled. At that moment, the Holy Emperor, who had been silent, smiled kindly.

“Everyone needs a chance to grow. I think this is an opportunity for the saint to mature.”

“However, Your Majesty, this incident is too big and dangerous to shake the position of the Holy Land…!”

“So you’re going against my will now?”

When the Holy Emperor looked at the cardinal who had been opposing with gentle eyes, the cardinals shook their heads.

“Oh, no. How could we oppose Your Majesty’s high opinion?”

“Then it’s fine. Our Holy Emperor will continue to support the saint as much as possible.”

“Then Cardinal Simon…”

Then the Holy Emperor tilted his head.

“Do I need to say something else?”

That was the end of the Holy Emperor’s meeting. The cardinals muttered in tense voices.

“…I don’t know how things are going.”

Meanwhile, Stella, who had received the Holy Emperor’s reply, carefully sent a letter to the Emperor.

[Your Majesty, I have been so mentally and physically devastated by the last trial that I don’t think I can move.]

In short, it was a notice that everything from the trial to the purification ceremony would be postponed.

 

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