The Obsessive Maniac Is Trying To Confine Me

Chapter 197 I froze without replying. “As for brother. He’s a cowardly little bastard who’s trying to monopolize you.” “…….” “You know why? Because he’s so righteous on the outside, but neither that bastard nor I have ever truly received love.” Suddenly I remembered my childhood. The beautiful mansion that stood like a picture just beyond the hedges of Hertas. And the two brothers inside. But they looked parched, like they were trapped in a desert without a drop of water. Even Yurtha, who seemed to be expected and loved by all, was actually loved by no one. Because what Herthas truly loved was the value placed on the ‘Transcendent’. Dylan was no different, He was gifted, but his vessel was nothing more than a human, so he was not recognized. “Especially, brother always lived a life thinking something was going to be taken from him.” “…….” “You see, I had everything he didn’t have. That inferiority complex. He saw it with his own eyes.” “That was when you were a child.…” I remembered the back of Dylan, who was always jealous of Yurtha and obliterated the value of my existence. “Yes, that’s my childhood story, but what if it’s changed, if the reason you were always afraid of losing something to me and being inferior, has turned into a fear of losing you?” Yurtha’s eyes captured my image. I stood there for a moment, unable to move, floundering in the red abyss, before I reacted. “… What are you talking about?” Yurtha is talking nonsense again. “So Dylan knew, but pretended not to know about my mother’s death? Because he wants me to continue to hate you? Is that what you want to say, Yurtha?” “… Yes, because it’s the truth.” This is so frustrating. Is she going from one thing to another now? “Don’t lie to me. Dylan’s not like that.” “He’s not like that?” “Yes. Don’t lie like that, Dylan’s not the kind of person you’re trying to frame.” “Haa….” Yurtha burst out laughing and grabbed my shoulder. I looked up at him in surprise, and his red eyes sparked with anger like waves. “You’re always like that.” “…….” “When did I ever lie to you?” My whole body felt like it was being crushed by a huge, flaming wooden plank. My hands were hot with the weight of the fire. “Why don’t you believe me?” “…….” “It’s annoying. I thought you’d stop looking at that bastard Dylan, but now you’re hanging out with the Paladin Commander.” “…….” “You’re not even giving me a chance.” The strength in the hand holding my shoulder went away. “This is our relationship.” He got up slowly. “Then I’ll leave you to it.”  ***** “Emily, are you awake?” Emily, who had been lying dead for days, let out a light moan, and Anri responded immediately. He was waiting for her to wake up. “… Anri?” Emily’s voice was muffled. “… It hurts.” “…….” “… How did this happen? Why Rosie…” Why did Rosie… Emily was unable to speak until the end and sobbed. Such Emily was pitiful, but at the same time, he was displeased. Anri didn’t like the woman whom Emily followed as a ‘benefactor’. Why are you acting like an idiot, like she’d give her everything. “That’s not Rosie.” “… then.” “It’s a fake. We were deceived by that fake.” “Then the real Rosie…” I can’t believe she’s still talking about Rosie in this situation. “She will be fine.” I heard the news that Yurtha Hertas and Marquis Evantes had taken her away, but I was sure it would be okay. That day, Anri told the truth about where Rose was headed to save Emily. As promised, the Savior spared them.Anri had to get away from there quickly, lest she harm Emily. “… Really? Is Rosie okay?” That damn Rosie. Anri had to try to keep the annoyance out of his voice as best he could. “I’ll take care of it, you can rest.” Then Emily raised her hand with difficulty and grabbed him. “Please, you have to save her.” “… Yes.” After double-checking that she was okay, Anri stood up.Then he left her in the care of a trusted doctor and left the mansion. So the place he went… “It’s been a while, young master Herthas.” Dylan Herthas stood before him. “You and I, we seem to get along well, don’t you think?”  **** After Yurtha left, I flopped on the bed with no energy. It felt like a prison.Funny thing was, the soft sheets and blanket were quite luxurious. Also, it was supposed to be cold underground, but I stayed warm.I guess Yurtha took care of me. ‘Yeah, I guess.’ Does Yurtha really have no intention of letting me go? I’m getting anxious. I wondered if Richard was okay; I’d heard he was also dragged along. The fact that the ceremony day was coming closer and closer had been floating around in my head the whole time, but Shi-eon had promised to take care of that, so I wouldn’t have to worry about it anymore. If I keep this up, I’m going to be… Clank. Then the door to the basement that had been closed was opened. Yurtha again? “How are you?” It’s not him. I got up hastily. “You….” “Long time no see.” … Argen. He’s been chasing me from the cursed land. It looks like he has become Rosie’s person…Does he think I’m fake too? For some reason, my last moments with him weren’t very good.Because I ran away from him. “You look bad.” “… So? what were you thinking coming to see me?” “I-” As Argen drew closer, I quickly slipped onto the edge of the bed. But as if that gave way, he plopped down on the bed. “I’ve missed you, Rose.” “…….” “I was waiting for the day I caught you, who ran away.” On the surface, it sounded like the words of an affectionate lover, but I knew the hidden meaning. After all, he’ll know that I’m fake. The real Rose Herthas is the savior. I was impersonating her. “Are you here to make fun of me?” I abandoned him and ran away. But it wouldn’t have happened if he hadn’t locked me up. “Am I here to play? I told you I came because I missed you.” “You expect me to believe that? Then tell me this: why in the world did you join hands with the Savior to lock me up?” “……” “Aren’t you going to kill me? You think I’m fake. Otherwise, are you doing this because I’m the same person who ran away?” Argen blinked slowly and smiled. “It’s the other way around, Rose. I know you’re the real Rose Herthas.” “… Lie.” Dylan and Yurtha had been fooled, but Argen wasn’t? “… So you’re cooperating with the savior, knowing that I’m real?” “It doesn’t matter who is the real one in the first place.” Then why are you following the savior? “And I also know that the current Savior isn’t really the real Savior.” What? “How do you know that?” “That’s not the point, Rose.” Argen reached up and stroked my cheek. “I can help you.” “……” “To get you out of here.” The moment I saw the green eyes glistening with joy, I knew immediately. It was either a trap or… “Is there something you want from me?” Perhaps it was the correct answer, his eyes folded like a half moon. “You already know what I want.” The hand that brushed my cheek went down and pulled me back. “Marry me, Rose.”