The Obsessive Maniac Is Trying To Confine Me

Chapter 198 Marriage? What kind of nonsense is this? It was absurd, but at the same time, I couldn’t help but wonder if this was the beginning of something new. It was tiresome. “Alright, I’ll do it.” It was a choice I had made before. If it meant I could get out of here, lies like this were nothing to me. “Are you serious?” “If I marry Evantes family, it won’t be bad for me either.” I replied nonchalantly, but as expected, he doubted my intentions. He smiled brightly and tucked my hair behind my ear. “Really? Should I consider myself lucky that you liked my family? But Rose…” Argen smiled kindly and spoke softly. “Before I let you go, I’m thinking of getting this notarized.” “……” “So, if you’re trying to get away from the situation with clumsy lies, you’re in vain.” As expected, Argen was not easy. Seeing the hardened expression on my face, Argen smiled as if he was sorry. “Looking at your face, you must have thought so.” “…….” “It’s a shame, Rose. We’ve spent quite a bit of time together, and you think I don’t know you?” “…….” “It’s not the first time I’ve been deceived by you.” It was frustrating. Hadn’t the misunderstanding before we broke up been entirely his fault?I needed to clear up the misunderstanding first. “As I said then, you misunderstood that. I never tried to betray you.” “You secretly exchanged letters with the paladin commander.” “That’s the misunderstanding. Richard did it on his own…” “Now you’re even calling him by his name.” Damn it. We weren’t getting anywhere with this. I wanted to give up on the conversation, but if I wanted to get out of this situation, I needed Argen. “What’s important right now isn’t that.” “What should I do? To me, that’s what’s important.” Was he speaking seriously? “I think things might settle down if we get married.” It was the worst proposal of my life. “If you are doing this because of a curse, there are other options. Does it have to be marriage?” “The curse has already been lifted.” What? The curse has been lifted? “… Then why are you doing this?” “Good question. I wonder myself.” He even asked me the reason. His green eyes fixed on me intensely, and the air felt suffocating. It was as if time had stopped like this. What the hell is Argen thinking?  ***** Argen looked at Rose clearly and thought. The day the Savior first revealed themselves to everyone, Argen had seen through it. The woman seemed caught off guard for a moment, not expecting anyone to notice her conversation with the “real” Savior. However, she quickly tried to charm Argen with her smooth words. <I know you have been tormented by the curse for a long time.> It was a really special day. It was the day Argen learned the truth about the identities and connections of both Rosie and Rose. But the fake Savior seemed to know something about his curse as well. < Curse. I don’t know what you’re talking about.> <The mark blooms near your neck, and at that moment, the pain of the fiery flames consumes you. Isn’t that right?> At that time, Argen felt an unpleasant feeling first. It seemed like someone had leaked information, and this person was trying to use it to avoid danger. <It must have been painful since you were very young. Didn’t they say only a special being can break your curse?> <…….> <If you go on like this, you will die. If you can’t lift the curse, how much time do you have to live for 1 year, or at most maybe 2 years?> She was digging too deep into his secrets, revealing things that only he knew. <Aren’t you curious about who cursed you?> The fact that this woman, who seemed so suspicious, was revealing things no one else knew made Argen uneasy, yet fascinated. <That’s the ‘real’ savior. He has cursed you.> Without proof, and with no concrete reason, her claims seemed wildly improbable. But then she added, <Do you wonder why the savior cursed you?> <……> <It’s because Rose Herthas.> Somehow, I started to listen to the woman. The woman whispered without stopping. <Only Rose Herthas can lift your curse. The savior made it that way.> <…….> <The Savior loves her. You are the sacrificial lamb for her.> A bitter look passed across the woman’s face. <Of course I know another way to break your curse.> It was a memory from the past. What would he do if he met Rose again? The woman who had mocked him and fled? He could solve it in ‘his way.’ But in the end, he chose a different path. “Marry me, Rose.”  ***** “Do you… maybe like me?” Even as I said it, I regretted the words. Was that really necessary? I looked at Argen, and there was something in his expression I’d never seen before. He wasn’t the arrogant man I knew. His face twisted like that of a boy stubbornly denying his first love. “… You’re saying strange things.” “…….” Oh, I remembered. There was a way to get out of here. “… Alright. Give me a little time. I’ll think about it seriously.” “Are you serious?” “I’m serious. But could you please do me one favor?” “What favor?” Argen’s voice lowered, perhaps suspecting that my words might not be sincere. I placed my hand over his rough one to reassure him. “… Please don’t let Yurtha come in here.” “What?” Argen’s eyebrows rose as if it was an unexpected request. “He has been tormenting me terribly since I was a kid. I’m afraid of him.” “… Is that true?” “Every time he comes in… never mind. Forget I said anything. I think I just said something unnecessary.” I let go of the hands and dropped my body as if trying to avoid him, but Argen grabbed my arm. “Tell me, Rose.” “… It’s nothing important. I was probably just tired and said something pointless.” “What happened?” he asked, pressing me further. “… Argen, please.” As I exhaled the breath I had been holding back, Argen drew closer. “It’s really nothing, so….” I slightly embellished the story about Yurtha to make it seem worse than it was. Then I could see Argen’s expression changing every moment. “Never, never let young master Herthas enter this place.” That was enough. ***** Yurtha was in a bad mood the whole time. He knows roughly the relationship between Argen Evantes and Rose. He had heard that Rose, under the name ‘Camilla,’ had once acted as Argen’s mistress. He wasn’t exactly thrilled about Argen’s visit, but now… “What? He met with my sister?” Argen met Rose while he was away. How dare he meet my sister? Anger rose to the top of his head. He thought he finally got her, but someone met her. Yurtha immediately went down to the basement where Rose was imprisoned. However, armed knights stood in the way. “You can’t pass.” “What?” “Marquis Evantes has forbidden the young master Herthas from entering.” At that moment, Yurtha drew his sword and nearly cut off the heads of the knights. How dare Argen stop him from meeting my sister? The knights shuddered, sensing his murderous intent. “Are you all insane?” “The Marquis…” “Shut up. I was the one who brought the fake over here.” “… Even so, we can’t allow you.” “Can’t allow?” “… Yes.” Hah. Yurtha let out a mocking laugh and gripped his sword tightly. He could not forgive such insolence. Especially when someone was trying to stop him from meeting his sister As Yurtha drew his sword and swung it, the body of the knight standing in front of him was split in half. “…….” “…….” In an instant, the room fell silent. The overwhelming killing intent and strength of the transcendents froze everyone in place. But they were knights. “Stop him!” In an instant, the cramped basement was filled with corpses and turned into blood flooded. Yurtha stepped on the pool of blood and stood in front of the door. He smashed the door with a smile on his face. He looked like a vicious demon, covered in other people’s blood. “Sister.” Yurtha quickly found Rose in the room. He quickly turned to the bed where she lay. And there… But what he saw was different from what he expected. There was a woman who was disheveled and disorganized, unlike usual. The woman was in disarray, her eyes red and puffy, her hand weakly reaching out. “… Help me, Yurtha.” In that moment, all of Yurtha’s remaining rationality snapped.