The Obsessive Maniac Is Trying To Confine Me

Chapter 170 Anri has been upset recently. Is it just my mood? Ever since Hannah walked into my room, I’ve had a strange feeling. It was sweet, but with a hint of saltiness, and it was all too familiar. The scent of a savior. Had I finally gone mad?Am I crazy to remember her scent? It took a few days, and a casual comment from Hannah, to find the reason. <A new maid came to the castle the other day> she said. <Her name is Rose> she said. I called the maid in, just in case. As expected, she looked exactly like the Savior. ‘Come to think of it….’ I remembered what the Savior had said a long time ago. Words that I heard in one ear and let slip. <You’ll find out one day, but I’ll tell you in advance. There’s a woman who looks just like me, and she wants to take everything from me.> Emily was furious upon hearing this, but Anri was not impressed. But now that he sees a woman who looks just like the savior, it’s a different story. Unlike Emily, who nodded her head at everything the savior said, Anri did not believe her. ‘Maybe it’s the other way around.’ Contrary to the claim of the savior, the savior may have appeared to take this woman’s place. Most of all, I don’t recognize Rosie, who I met so long ago in Evantes. ‘The one I met this time seemed more real.’ Who is the real one? Anri became more and more lost in thought. Then, “Master. Anri, it’s a beautiful day.” Hannah, who was standing next to Anri as they were having tea in the garden, said. <Rose fell badly on the stairs, so it looks like she won’t be able to work for a while.> Should I get rid of this one soon? She’ll never stop trying to climb.What Anri wanted was a servant who listened to him, not the arrogant subordinate who made judgments and acted according to their will. Brush–The wind blew. The wind that shook the hair carried the scent of grass. Anri, who was enjoying tea time peacefully, frowned. Again. The scent of a woman with the same scent as the Savior drifted on the breeze from nearby. **** “Sister, do you know something?An ancient demon had the ability to control people. With that ability, they possessed countless people and led them to destruction. What do you think, doesn’t that scare you?” “Yes, it is.” “When an angel saw such a demon, they sent their apostle to purify the earth.” It was a very famous story. Even I, who was not of this world, knew it, and it was passed down from mouth to mouth. Just as the devil possessed people, so too the apostles possessed demons with their incense. I watched Shi-eon cut the roses for Anri without much emotion. “Give me the flowers sooner than that. I need to get the flowers and take them to Hannah.” Hannah said she needed a floral arrangement for Anri’s room, so I told the gardener to get the flowers. “You’re being cold, sister.” “I’m not.” “Oh. Speaking of which, there’s a missing person in town.” “Really?” Why are there so many nasty things happening lately? “The missing person used to work at the castle, so be careful, Sister.” “…….” I know a lot of people work at the castle, but it was a little scary for me to hear.Who could be the culprit? “I heard they’re offering a big reward for anyone who finds the culprit.” It’s been a while since I heard it. However, even after raising the prize money, the culprit has not been caught. As I watched Shi-eon cut the roses, I was lost in thought. I thought he was a woodcutter, but he’s also a good gardener. Where the hell did you learn that skill? Come to think of it, I knew very little about Shi-eon. Suddenly, I was curious about this and that, and I tried to ask Shi-eon, but seeing him concentrating on his work, I got bored and hummed a song quietly. Crawl into the swamp of despair.I know it’s muddy, dark, and hopeless.But I go in.Fall off the cliff.I can bury myself in thorn bushes.Even if my whole body is cut off… I was humming to myself when I felt an intense gaze on me. For some reason, Shi-eon was looking at me in surprise.I closed my mouth in embarrassment, but his dark eyes locked on mine. “… The song is good.” “… Oh, thank you.” I answered shakily. It was a good song, even if my rendition didn’t do the original one. The song ‘Savior’ is a song that has been at number one on the popular charts in Korea for a long time. “By the way, sister, do you know the end of that story?” Due to the sudden change of topic, I couldn’t understand Shi-eon’s words right away. Is it an extension of the devil story we talked about earlier? “It’s roughly speaking that the apostle cast out demons and brought peace to the world, or something like that.” “There is one more story behind it.” In order to live in this world, I was not able to judge whether Shi-eon’s story was true or not. So I asked. “What?” “After being possessed by the apostle, the devil fell to the cursed land.” Up to that point, I knew the story. “But the devil said he missed the Apostle so much even though he suffered like that.” “… What?” “So the devil pours blood from his body, and even at the moment when his consciousness is crumbling, he have created ‘space’ with his power.” Space? When I was having a hard time, Shi-eon quickly added. “The devil has the ability to create ‘space’.” It felt like the story was getting more and more complicated. “The devil made the world he dreamed of in that space.” “… The world the devil dreamed of? Did they wish for the destruction of the world?” Then Shi-eon shook his head. “There was an apostle.” “…….” “A apostle with a scent that the devil loves. The devil covets the apostle until he is satisfied in the space he has created, in the world where everything is a lie, then he smiles for joy, weeps for sorrow… He screams in a thirst that will never be quenched….” Shi-eon’s voice grew darker, and I became unnecessarily frightened; did it show in his expression? Shi-eon blurted out the story. “Anyway, that’s the story.” “Is that the end?” “Yeah.” It’s a little creepy. It was an uninteresting story, but I got goosebumps because I was paying attention to it. Tonight, I slept alone. I need to hug Richard and sleep. “Master Anri! Where are you going!” I heard Hannah’s surprised voice and saw a not-so-pleasant face coming towards me.……Anri? “Hello, Rose. I heard you were sick and out of work, are you feeling better?” “… Viscount.” “Don’t call me Viscount. Call me Anri.” Hearing those words, I felt Hanna staring at me. I remembered that Hannah had emphasized to the people around her that Anri had given her permission to call his name and that she was a special person. “How could I….” “It’s okay because I allowed it.” Oh really. I really hate the situation. “… Yes, MasterAnri.” However, I have no choice but to answer faithfully. “Are you feeling well? I heard you accidentally fell down the stairs.” “… Yes. It’s a lot better now.” “Really? Then you won’t have to worry about accompanying me. Follow me.” Damn it. I followed Anri like a stupid person. But for some reason, I feel a sense of déjà vu. Like I’ve done this once before…As I stare at Anri’s back, something clicks in my mind. <Marquis.> What memory is this?I rubbed my eyes, dazed, and before I knew it, I was in the room where Anri was having tea. “Hannah, I need you to show Rose how to do her job.” “… Yes.” Hannah reluctantly showed me how to serve him. The way she looks at me is disgusting. I also don’t want to do this. Anri, why are you doing this to me? I look at Anri questioningly. The green eyes, not knowing what they were thinking, were narrowed. But his gaze at me is still cold. **** I’m tired and I think I’m going to die As soon as I finished my allotted time, I ran out of the castle like I was running away. What the hell is wrong with everyone?My idea of work in the castle was to be alone and do my work in silence. I thought about quitting, but then I remembered that I couldn’t find a better paying job anywhere else. I walked down the street with no energy. ‘Richard will be waiting for me.’ I knew I had to get home before he did, but I was too tired to run today.So I walked along the streets, taking in the sights I usually don’t take the time to look at. A shop that sells cute toys, a shop that sells delicious desserts, a shop that sells clothes… and a jewelry store. I stopped in front of the jewelry store for a while. What I was thinking at that time, I entered as if possessed. There was an old man with thick glasses. “Welcome.” “Do you happen to know how to appraise gems?” “Of course. I’ve been here for 20 years and you don’t know me. Show me your jewelry for appraisal.” I pulled out the jewelry I had tucked into my clothes, untied the necklace, and handed it to the old man. “This….” The old man lifted his thick glasses a few times and looked at me in amazement. “Where did you get this from?” “… My master has asked me to come in secretly.” I handed the money to the old man pretending to be a secret client. It was an appraisal cost. “So… what do you think?” It shouldn’t be Pandora’s jewel. It should be cheap jewelry sold in the market. Because if it isn’t, then the world I’ve been building is a lie. “Isn’t this a Pandora’s jewel…!” I realized then. The fact that I might have been deceived by Richard. No. Was he my husband in the first place?