I Wish My Husband Were Dead - Chapter 105



Only Krnovel

Love
2024.02.13.

There were seventeen deaths and three times that number of injured.

The story that Lydia Elfenbaum had descended upon the devil and devastated the area in front of the Magical Circle shook not only the Wilas Archipelago but the entire Ershe. Even two people would stay up all night talking about it.

Rosenblu officially stated that he would take full responsibility as the head of the Elfenbaum family. He personally met the families of the deceased and went to the temporary shelters where the injured were being held to apologize and comfort them one by one. Thanks to that, we hadn’t seen a single hair on Rosenblu’s head in over ten days since the incident.

“He’s having a hard time because he had the wrong brother.”

“That’s true. Our teacher also had a hard time because of Maximilian.”

“What are you doing? Your arm is sore?”

Leonard glared at Cordelia behind him.

It seemed like she had been massaging his shoulders for at least an hour, but her wicked master showed no intention of letting it go. Cordelia sighed a hundred times inwardly before finally raising the corners of her mouth.

“Hey, rest. I was going to massage your right arm this time.”

“Oh, my back suddenly feels a little sore.”

“Should I put an ice pack

on it?” “Do I really have to say that out loud? Bring it quickly.”

“I’ll go and be back quickly.”

Cordelia hurried out of the room. Baron, who had been standing quietly a little way away, sighed openly as Cordelia left.

“Master. Are you planning on taking Cordelia as your maid?”

“If you don’t know anything, then keep quiet. How dare you me.”

“What happened?”

“How dare you me!”

He glared at the door Cordelia had left through, his anger rising. The more he thought about that night a few days ago, the angrier he became.

What on earth did he think of his master that he could connect with him without any hesitation? It was so annoying that it was almost disappointing.

‘Isn’t it normal for a normal person to think that someone has a romantic interest in you? You know I’m kissing you, but why can’t you sense my feelings? Are you doing this on purpose?’

Leonard forgot that he had never confessed his feelings and just kicked away the innocent blanket. Baron shook his head at that dirty temper.

“Isn’t your back already healed? How long are you going to fool Cordelia?”

“Who said that? My back is healed?”

“The doctor who came by this morning. He couldn’t help but admire my monstrous resilience.”

“Keep your mouth shut. Don’t let him notice. Huh. No. What would he notice with that look?”

He didn’t know what was going on, but it seemed like there was something bothering him related to Cordelia.

“Anyway, how long are you going to stick with Willas? Just go and do what I tell you to do. No, go to the main castle first.”

“Do you have anything else to tell me?”

“Go and get the ring. The one your mother wore when she got married. That really shiny diamond ring, bring it.”

“Yes?”

“And while you’re at it, tell her to prepare for the wedding. If we start preparing now, we can have the wedding next spring, right? It’s going to be grand, so prepare thoroughly.”

“… … .”

Baron was speechless. Of course, I was the one who brought up a similar topic, but it was half-joking, half-serious, assuming that the two of them had a connection.

He looked very timid and spoke as politely as he could.

“Excuse me, but have you found a bride to walk down the aisle with…?”

“Oh. I went to get some ice right now. I’ll be back soon.” He

was so shameless that he looked like a man who had already proposed. Baron took a long time to decide what to say to his overly calm master, then opened his mouth.

“How about asking Cordelia’s opinion first? I think that’s the way to go.”

“She’d say yes without a second thought if I asked her to marry me. She wouldn’t even ask why.”

“No way. Even if Lady Cordelia says she’s stupid.”

“No. She’ll think I’m using her because I need a woman to marry. Huh. If I put a ring on her, she might ask if there’s some kind of magic there.”

It was so easy to imagine that scene that it annoyed me. I had a sad feeling that even if I confessed, she wouldn’t believe me.

“Oh my, Master. You should show off your charms at times like that. Instead of sending Lady Cordelia on a cold errand. If you do that, how will Lady Cordelia know your feelings?”

“Charm? I’m oozing with charm from head to toe! What more can I show off here?”

He grumbled, getting annoyed instead. At that moment, the door opened. I naturally thought Cordelia had returned, but an unexpected person appeared.

“Attila! Who are you to tell Cordelia to bring ice?”

“Ke, Lord Kanon.”

Kanon, his face covered in a grim expression, kicked open the door and came in. Cordelia followed him, looking quite embarrassed, holding a bucket of ice.

“You’re sending Cordelia on an errand for ice when she’s so highly praised in the Magic Alliance? If that’s the case, give up! Send us to Diduacell!”

“What praise?”

Leonard listened to Kanon’s rant with one ear and let it slide. Kanon placed a hand on Cordelia’s shoulder and said with a sly grin.

“You don’t know because you’re lying here, but Cordelia already told you about the demon’s arrival.”

“Huh? Lord Kanon. I never told you… …”

“Matilda said that if it weren’t for Cordelia’s magic, we would all be dead. That rumor spread and now everyone in the Magic Alliance is praising Cordelia. But what makes you so great that you’re sending Cordelia on errands like this?”

“T-It’s not like that… …”

Somehow, it wasn’t just her delusion that Kanon’s words felt increasingly exaggerated. Cordelia fiddled with the hand holding the bucket. Leonard nodded at her.

“Come here.”

“Yes.”

Leonard took off his top without caring at all whether Kanon was there or not and lay down on the bed.

“If you’re done talking, then go. I need to get an ice pack from my only disciple.”

“I, I, I!”

Kanon trembled with a look on his face as if his blood pressure was rising and he was about to die.

Cordelia quickly wrapped ice in a towel and carefully placed it on his wound. It had healed a lot compared to before, but the ugly, torn wound still looked painful just to look at.

Kanon grumbled a few more times and then sneaked up to Cordelia.

“You don’t have to do this when you come to Diduacell.”

“Don’t be so mean to your master. This wound is something I got while protecting you. I’m glad I can help you like this.”

“Oh my, our good Cordelia. But, it’s only natural for a master to protect his disciple!”

“Aren’t you leaving yet?”

Leonard said while lying down. His tone was so indifferent and indifferent that Cordelia took a look at Kanon’s expression.

“I’m leaving, you idiot. If I talk to you any longer, I’ll get sick and collapse. By the way, what was that demon’s name?”

“It’s called Nazabut.”

“Hmm. Nazabut… … Is it higher than the Candias hanging from your door?”

“It’s the ninety-ninth demon.”

Cordelia, who was diligently applying an ice pack to her master’s back, unconsciously added.

“Oh my, it’s rare for a demon within the top 100 to be summoned, and now that

they’ve descended, this is chaos. There’s no way Lydia could have done that alone, and it seems like she had something to do with Maximilian.” “You’re talking about the collapse that happened in the south, right?”

“That’s right. With this, we now know for sure who the contractor is.”

Maximilian and Lydia. She couldn’t have imagined such an unlikely pairing. Cordelia put the two of them side by side, but they looked so out of place.

“Menufio joined Maximilian’s pursuit party, huh?”

“Yes. I heard they’ve set off for Angsene.”

“We’re preparing to form a pursuit party for that demon. We have to stop Nazabut before he does anything. Haa, but it’s Lydia Elfenbaum who’s doing something like that.”

“What about Blaye?”

“She’s not in her right mind. The little sister she cherished so much suddenly summoned a demon into her body and devastated Wilarth.”

Kanon sighed deeply and shook his head. It was easy to imagine how depressed and distressed Rosenblu would be without even looking.

Kanon, contrary to his words that he would leave right away, left after exchanging some words with Leonard. After Kanon left, Cordelia began to apply an iced towel to Leonard’s back.

“How is your back?”

“It feels good.”

“The wound seems to be healing well. There’s no fever or swelling. If this continues, you’ll be able to get up soon.”

Cordelia smiled as if she was genuinely happy about his recovery. Then Leonard suddenly twisted his body. An awkward groan was also included.

“Ugh.”

“Why, why are you doing that?”

“My back suddenly hurts so badly. It’s so painful I can’t stand it.”

Baron, who had been quietly guarding his position in the corner, looked at his master with pitiful eyes.

Cordelia’s eyes widened at the mention of pain and she panicked. Her teacher had no idea that she was telling such a ridiculous joke.

“Are you in a lot of pain? Should I call a doctor?”

“No. Just sit next to me and hold my hand.”

“Are you okay with that?”

“I can’t help but endure it. Hurry up and give me your hand.”

He lied calmly and quickly grabbed Cordelia’s small, soft hand like a robber he had met at the foot of a mountain. Cordelia held her master’s hand tightly with her worried eyes.

Leonard looked at Cordelia out of the corner of his eye, cleared his throat, and said,

“How was your first wedding?”

“A wedding? We just went to the temple and made our vows. If that can even be called a wedding.”

“What? That’s all? Are you crazy? Who would have a wedding like that?”

He suddenly stood up and got angry as if it had happened to him. Cordelia picked up the towel that had fallen on the floor and said nonchalantly,

“Craig didn’t care about me. I told you. “I was just a conduit for Vasquez’s blood in Abrams.”

“I was just going to kill them all… … .”

“Huh?”

“Nothing. Okay. Hmm. Ahem. What, do you want to have a wedding?”