I Wish My Husband Were Dead - Chapter 127



Only Noblemtl

My First and Last
2024.03.06.

“Wait, Cordelia!”

Cordelia’s blow was quite effective because he had let his guard down. Leonard, who had been taken out of the circle, waved his hands in the air in confusion. However, this time, the pillar of light rejected Leonard.

Cordelia laughed triumphantly at the thought of blocking the summoning. Of course, that laugh didn’t last long.

“Ugh!”

Cordelia took a deep breath at the dull pain that pounded her chest. That wasn’t all. Her eyeballs were about to fall out. Her internal organs were so hot that she felt like they would burst out if she opened her mouth.

She squeezed her left chest and bent her waist. Fortunately, the pain didn’t last long.

“Cordelia!”

Leonard’s urgent expression was the last thing she remembered.

* * *

“Are you awake?”

She felt someone’s hand running through her hair. Naturally, she thought it was Leonard and opened her eyes, but her eyes met with a man she had never seen before.

“… … Huh?”

Cordelia was so confused that she couldn’t tell if what she saw was a dream or reality. Moreover, the man’s appearance was so unrealistically beautiful that it felt even more so.

Furthermore, his eyes, which were almost like copies of Cordelia’s pupils, made her feel a strange emotion.

She realized belatedly that she was lying on the grass and sat up. She looked around, but neither Leonard nor Lottie were visible. Only the man in front of her existed.

“Who, ahem, are you?”

“Servet.”

“Servet?”

Her throat was sore that she coughed several times before she could speak properly.

Although he hadn’t asked her name, Cordelia felt a little relieved by the man’s sincere and calm answer.

In fact, it wasn’t just because of his speech. More fundamentally, she felt a surge of affection for him that she couldn’t understand why.

“You’re the one who summoned me.”

“Summoning? You’re the devil?”

Except for Nazabut, who had descended into Lydia’s body, the only demons Cordelia had seen were Candias and Lekan, who only had eyes, so it was hard to believe that the man in front of her was a demon. To anyone, he looked like a handsome human male.

“Yes.”

“But have we met somewhere?”

“Oh, you’re making a move on me as soon as we met. How bold.”

“Oh, no. That’s not it.”

Cordelia quickly waved her hand in embarrassment. Servette smiled faintly. It was a really short smile, but Cordelia was lost in thought and stared at him. His appearance was as shocking as when she first saw Leonard.

“It’s just that I miss you.”

Cordelia realized what she felt for Servette after saying it out loud.

But miss? Why would she feel such feelings toward a demon she had just seen?

Servette stared at Cordelia silently for a moment, then lightly pushed her forehead with her index finger.

“So why did you call me?”

Although Cordelia seemed to be betraying the truth, she regretted saying such strange things to a demon she had just met, so she quickly answered.

“Actually, it wasn’t me who summoned you, it was the Master. According to Lotty, there’s a crack in the world right now, and it’s dangerous if a high-ranking demon is summoned, so, huh!”

Cordelia stopped talking in surprise.

“Are you a high-ranking demon? Then you shouldn’t… …”

“The place I’m in right now isn’t reality, so don’t worry too much.”

“Not reality?”

“To be exact, your mental world, um. It would be easier to understand if I said it was a dream.”

He continued his explanation in a soft tone. Everything was so vivid that it was hard to believe that this was a dream, but she just nodded.

“If it doesn’t affect reality, then that’s fortunate. Anyway, I tried to interfere with the Master’s summoning, but somehow it happened… …”

“Why did your Master try to summon me?”

“Actually, I’m going to die tomorrow. So it seems that the Master made a deal with the devil to save me.”

“I’m dying? Why?”

Cordelia’s personality was such that she didn’t easily bring up such personal and intimate stories, no matter how close we were. But maybe because he was a complete stranger or because of her underlying sense of intimacy, she told me everything that was going on.

“There’s this really bad guy named Maximilian.”

With these words, Cordelia’s heartbreaking life story, which I couldn’t listen to without crying, unfolded.

It definitely started with Maximilian, but somehow she ended up talking about how she was abused by her father in Vasquez, how she married Abrams and suffered all kinds of humiliation, and how she dramatically met Leonard and became a magician.

“Oh, sorry. Did I talk too much?”

“No. You’ve had quite an interesting life. But that guy Anton poisoned you and he’s on the verge of death and you’ll die tomorrow if you don’t take the antidote?”

“Interesting… … . Well, yes. That’s right.”

“I think I already took the antidote.”

“Huh?”

“I don’t think I’m in a condition to die tomorrow.”

“What? I took the antidote? But, but… … . When?”

“Are you asking me that?”

Cordelia was quite embarrassed because he asked back as if he was pathetic.

She looked down at her body. There was still one day left in the ten days Anton had mentioned, but it was a little strange that she was so fine. If Servette was true, she felt a little embarrassed about saying a tearful farewell to Leonard and everyone else.

“But even if that’s true, if Elector Count Embly doesn’t wake up, I’ll still die anyway.”

“Hmm.”

Servette rubbed her chin. He let out a short groan as if he was thinking about something, then looked into Cordelia’s eyes and said,

“Then let’s do this. I’ll save that guy named Anton, so you help me in return.”

“Are you saying we should make a contract?”

“No. You’re not at the level to make a contract with me.”

Cordelia was more curious than hurt by Servette’s cold and firm words.

“If you’re not at the level to make a contract, how can I help you?”

Cordelia’s question was reasonable and sharp. Servette smiled strangely, her meaning unclear.

“You’re the only one who can stop Nazabut.”

“Me Nazabut? What do you mean?”

How could Cordelia, a mere mid-level magician, stop Nazabut, who even Leonard, who was said to be the strongest magician in Ershe, had a hard time with ?

She asked back in confusion, but Servette didn’t seem to have any intention of answering her questions. She just made an extremely generous expression and held out her hand.

“Now, what do you want to do?”

“Is it dangerous to help you?”

“Well. Maybe, maybe not.”

It was still a bit ambiguous, but in fact, Cordelia had no choice.

“I will.”

Cordelia put aside her momentary hesitation and took the hand the demon offered her. Compared to living at the cost of Leonard’s life, fighting Nazabut was nothing.

Servette held Cordelia’s hand tightly. At the same time, the world spun around and the surroundings gradually became blurry. It was so unrealistic that Cordelia realized only then that this was all a dream.

“I’ll keep your mouth shut until the right time comes.”

Servette’s finger brushed past Cordelia’s lips.

Now, the surrounding scenery had completely turned hazy. She felt that it was time to part ways with him. Feeling regretful for some reason, Cordelia asked a random question.

“By the way, which demon are you?”

“The twelfth, Cordelia.”

“Huh? The twelfth?”

That Nazabut said he was ninety-ninth, but wouldn’t twelfth be incredibly high? Could it be the twelfth from the bottom?

Surprised by Servette’s words, Cordelia didn’t realize that she had never told him her name.

“Then when will we meet again…?”

Cordelia urgently reached out her hand to Servette, but he disappeared completely without touching her. Servette slowly closed and opened her eyes.

[I’m sorry.]

A wolf with smooth gray fur appeared from somewhere and bowed its head under Servette.

[Thank you for bringing me here.]

“That’s okay. We had to meet at least once.”

[She looks a lot like Lady Gritta.]

“That’s right.”

He recalled the past for a moment.

When he first summoned Servette, he suddenly missed the lovely contractee who had trembled and not even made eye contact properly, but had always said what she wanted to say.

For him, a demon, only a moment had passed, and Gritta no longer existed in this world. Only her daughter, who resembles her, remains.

[Nazabut is now gradually moving south from the north. It is said that the number of humans killed has already reached hundreds.]

“This is a big deal. The more Nazabut causes chaos, the bigger the cracks become.”

[But if she continues to use her magic like this, won’t the human body that has descended collapse first without being able to withstand it?]

“That would be the case in normal cases. However, Nazabut has the ability to replace human energy with her own power. That must be why she constantly kills humans.”

[This… … .]

Laustonio, Cordelia’s better known name was Loti, and he groaned briefly.

He didn’t care how many humans died, but if it caused a crack in the world, it would be another matter.

“Perhaps all of this is fate,”

Servette muttered, looking up at the sky.