I Wish My Husband Were Dead - Chapter 68
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Husband’s Funeral
2024.01.07.
“Do you still have that vain dream, Lydia?”
“What dream?”
“The dream of marrying my brother and becoming the mistress of Attila.”
“I don’t think that’s any of your business.”
Lydia snapped. She shook Maximilian’s arm, but he didn’t budge.
“Poor thing. What’s Elfenbaum for? He can’t have anything he wants.”
“… … .”
“By the way, did you hear? My brother left the Saracen banquet with Abrams in his arms? People were talking. Isn’t the position of Attila’s mistress going to be taken by Cordelia Abrams?”
Lydia’s eyes shook violently when Cordelia’s name was mentioned. It was dark, but it wasn’t enough for Maximilian to not notice the emotional changes of the woman right in front of him. Maximilian
cheered inwardly. It seemed he had properly found her weakness.
“I’ve never seen you treat a woman like that before. You can tell how much you cherish her.”
“… … Cordelia is Leo’s only disciple. It’s only natural for you to cherish her.”
“Disciple? Well. In my opinion, she’s not a disciple, but a womanizer.”
“You don’t seem to know, but Cordelia is already married. So what you’re saying is… … .”
“Marriage? Haha. What does that matter? I’m confident that I wouldn’t be surprised if her husband died tomorrow?”
Lydia wanted to deny it, but her lips wouldn’t move. Maximilian felt like a devil reciting the worst thing she could imagine.
He said with a soft smile.
“You really don’t have the right eye for it, brother. You have someone as beautiful and noble as you right in front of you, but you still have a woman who used to roll around somewhere and cherish her.”
“She has such great magical talent, so Leo must have noticed her talent and kept her close.”
“What kind of talent is that?”
Lydia didn’t answer him, but deep down she agreed with Maximilian.
That talent. What was that talent?
The jealousy, inferiority complex, and sense of entitlement that she had barely suppressed began to bubble up.
And Maximilian figured it out like a ghost. She had started the conversation with the intention of simply keeping her mouth shut, but as she did, a brilliant idea came to her that she could use Lydia for.
“Should I give it to you? That damn talent.”
“What?”
“The only reason Cordelia Abrams can stay by your side is because of that talent. If you have that too, he’ll be closer to you than that woman. Right?”
“… … But how?”
It would be a lie to say she wasn’t intrigued. For a moment, Lydia forgot that he was Maximilian, the man who had killed Leonard, and pricked up her ears.
“It’s possible if you have a few holy relics. Asking Rosenblu won’t help. That old-fashioned man doesn’t know anything about this line.”
“This line?”
“Yes. There is a method called the Apostle among magicians. But if you tell anyone that you saw me here, I will never be able to tell you that method, Lydia.”
“You’re trying to persuade me with that?”
“Just that? It’s the only way to become your brother’s wife.”
Maximilian let go of her arm obediently. His entire arm was freezing because he had been holding on so tightly. Lydia quickly distanced herself from Maximilian.
“If you want to know the method, hang a red ribbon on your window. I hope you make a wise choice, Lydia.”
He pulled his cloak down again and disappeared somewhere.
Lydia couldn’t move easily even after Maximilian disappeared from her sight. Then she quickly realized the reality and hurriedly ran toward the mansion. She
was going to tell the guards that she had seen Maximilian right away. If she said it now, it wouldn’t be difficult to seal off the mansion and catch him.
Fortunately, she saw the guards near the entrance to the mansion where the banquet was being held. Lydia approached him.
“Just now in the garden… …”
“Huh?”
I saw Maximilian. Let’s seal up the mansion and notify the palace.
“What’s going on? Did something happen in the garden?”
“… … It’s nothing. It’s just, no.”
For some reason, her mouth wouldn’t open. She just had to point to Maximilian’s name and the direction he ran off to with her finger. That would work.
“Should I give it to you? That damn talent.”
It wasn’t easy to shake off the temptation Maximilian had left behind.
If what he said was true, if she could really acquire that talent, wouldn’t she be able to stand by Leonard’s side like Cordelia, or rather, beyond her?
For the first time, a way to end this tiresome, unrequited love appeared, and a glimmer of hope sprouted deep in Lydia’s heart.
“Young lady, are you going back to the mansion already?”
“Yes. I’m a little tired.”
Lydia eventually returned home without saying a word to the guard. She
knew that the capital was in chaos looking for Maximilian and that Leonard would be looking for him most desperately.
She knew it was a selfish choice, but she had no choice.
Talent, that little talent.
If only she had that, Leonard might look back at her.
* * *
“We must hold Elector Vasquez accountable. Didn’t his son move a criminal to the tower and cause this to happen?”
“Tsk, tsk. What on earth made you use Elector Vasquez’s son, who had only been knighted for a year, for such an important job?”
“I understand that today is not a time to discuss responsibility, but to come up with a solution.”
Those who had been speaking one by one fell silent. Since the person involved in the incident spoke first, they could not add any more.
The emergency meeting of the council, originally convened to conduct Maximilian’s trial, changed the topic of discussion due to his escape.
“Elector Attila is right. It is not too late to judge right and wrong even after the problem is solved. Marquis Russell. Report on the situation so far.”
“Yes, Your Majesty. We have set up checkpoints at all gates leaving the capital so far to thoroughly check identity and control entry and exit. Furthermore, Maximilian Attila has a unique gait, so the soldiers will easily recognize him.”
“But since we haven’t caught him yet, there is a high probability that he is in the capital.”
“That’s right. It would take at least two days for the palace to get out of Yebo Delim, but since we started checking him right after he escaped, he must still be in the capital.”
The meeting ended with a list of things that were already known. If there had been a good plan in the first place, Maximilian would have been caught already.
It had already been a week since he escaped.
Even though he released all the soldiers he could muster from the palace and searched the capital like a mouse, he could not find any trace of Maximilian, whether he had risen to the sky or fallen to the ground.
In other words, it was absolutely impossible for him to do it alone.
“Master.”
As Leonard came out of the conference room, the baron who had been waiting hurriedly approached him.
“Why?”
“Embly’s maid finally spoke. Rosaline Embly… …”
“Elector Attila!”
At that moment, Pablo Vasquez approached Leonard, shouting loudly.
Vasquez, the only one of the sacred eight families not to belong to the council, could not enter the conference room, so he must have waited until he came out.
“Maximilian? Not yet?”
“They say they haven’t caught him yet.”
“T-That’s right? That’s strange. He must be somewhere. The soldiers are truly incompetent.”
“I wish you would just get to the point since you’re busy.”
Leonard looked at him with cold eyes. Pablo said with an awkward smile.
“My son, Denis, is very sorry. As you know, he didn’t let Maximilian go on purpose, but he escaped by mistake, in the blink of an eye. How could he have known he would escape? He was wearing those heavy handcuffs.”
“Why don’t you tell His Majesty? He trusted you and hired Denis Vasquez, and he got into trouble.” “Of course
you should tell His Majesty, but I thought that if you forgive Denis first, we could resolve the situation more gently.”
“Well, I don’t see why I should forgive your son.”
“Now, wait. How sad would Cordelia be if Denis were punished for this?”
I was going to just ignore him. That is, if he hadn’t mentioned Cordelia’s name.
It was disgusting to see him using Cordelia to cover up his son’s wrongdoings.
Above all, Leonard was furious at the vast difference in their attitudes toward his daughter and son.
“Oh, don’t worry about that. Even if Dennis Vasquez rots away in prison for letting Maximilian go, I’ll keep it a secret from Cordelia.”
“That, that’s what you mean! Rotting away for life! Hey, Attila. Just this once, okay? Close your eyes just this once. Isn’t this Dennis’s first mission since joining the Order? He can make mistakes!”
“Since he couldn’t do his first mission right, I guess he wasn’t the right person for the Knights of the Silver Deer.”
“Attila!”
Leonard laughed at him and left. Pablo chased after Leonard with a pale face, but Baron stopped him with magic.
“Just keep saying what you were saying. Rosaline Embly?”
“She’s six months pregnant.”
“What? She’s pregnant?”
Leonard paused for a moment and then continued walking. A carriage with the emblem of the White Snake was waiting for him. Baron opened the carriage door, helped his master into the carriage, and climbed in together.
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