I Wish My Husband Were Dead - Chapter 128



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My First and Last
2024.03.07.

Fate.

After speaking, Servette chewed on the word. The fact that Grita, a mere ordinary magician, had accidentally summoned her, that Nazabut had descended, and that Grita’s daughter had coincidentally appeared before her were all fate.

“You’ve had a hard time.”

[It was only as per the contract.]

Laustonio bowed his head respectfully under Servette’s guidance. Servette, who had been staring at the night sky that had lost its light, looked back at the gray wolf.

“Don’t leave Cordelia’s side for the time being. Nazabut’s ultimate target will be Cordelia.”

[I will do so.]

* * *

Leonard’s insides were burning black.

He had not been able to close his eyes properly since the moment Anton lost consciousness to Maximilian. The pain, as if needles were stabbing his heart, came to him without warning.

After not sleeping or eating properly for more than two days, Gasil and Beluche were very worried and begged him to rest. However, he could not lie down in bed because he was anxious and restless from time to time. If he slept for even a moment and Cordelia died in the meantime, he would never be able to forgive himself.

“Please.”

Even the last hope, the summoning of the demon, ended in failure. Cordelia was swept away by the summoning circle instead and tried again, but no demon responded to his call. Leonard returned to the castle carrying the fallen Cordelia.

Now all he could do was hold the unconscious Cordelia’s hand and pray.

“Please wake up.”

He was afraid that he might not be able to open his eyes and leave her. He spent the night with red eyes.

It was pathetic and foolish.

Leonard felt his helplessness more keenly than ever these days.

He had never felt a lack since he was born and raised. He felt magical powers at an early age and was born with outstanding talent, easily rising to the top as a wizard, becoming the leader of the White Snake Attila and reaching the pinnacle of power.

However, after meeting Cordelia, his world changed.

“Cordelia, Cordelia.”

He kept mumbling her name as if it were a spell.

At first, she was just a bothersome and annoying existence. When he accepted her as his disciple, it was just a momentary whim, he didn’t expect anything from her and had no other feelings at all.

When on earth did Cordelia become the absolute existence in his life? Even if he tried to trace the origin, he couldn’t figure out the reason or the time. Now, just imagining a future without her by his side made him suffocate.

“Ugh.”

It was a very faint moan, but to Leonard, it sounded like thunder. He carefully examined Cordelia’s face. Her eyes trembled.

“Are you awake?”

“S-Master?”

Soon, his eyes began to focus on the green eyes he loved so much. Leonard leaned down and lightly stroked her cheek.

“Yes.

It’s me.” “Why is the Master here?”

“Do you remember when you jumped into the summoning ritual? After that, you passed out and I brought you here.” She

still seemed half asleep. Cordelia looked around with a blank expression. Even

when she saw Leonard, she spat out words that she couldn’t understand. “Oh, the pillar, Servette, asked me a favor.”

“Huh? What? Servette?”

“Instead of a favor, ugh.”

Cordelia opened her mouth as if she was frustrated, but her voice wouldn’t come out properly. Leonard stroked her back with worried eyes.

She tried to speak several times, but failed every time.

“No, it’s nothing.”

As if Servette had cast some kind of spell, whenever she tried to say something related to him, her throat would get choked up and she wouldn’t be able to speak for a moment.

“But Master. Have you been by my side all this time? Have you slept well?”

“I’m fine.”

He said it as if nothing happened, but Leonard’s whites were red with burst blood vessels. Cordelia straightened up.

“I’m okay, but you look really tired.”

When she reached out to his face, Leonard obediently closed his eyes.

She felt a strange feeling as she ran her fingers down Leonard’s temple. Her cheeks turned red for no reason as she remembered the kiss he gave her before the summoning ritual. When she first met Leonard, she never imagined that she would be looking at him with such loving eyes.

“Why are you smiling?”

As she recalled that day, she must have been smiling without realizing it. Leonard opened his eyes before she knew it.

“It’s just that I remembered when we first met.”

“When we first met?”

“Don’t you remember? You tried to kill me by throwing a fireball at me out of the blue.”

“When did I?”

“Huh? You’re being sarcastic. You said that I was a plot planted by Maximilian. You said, ‘I didn’t know you’d do this much.’”

“I don’t remember.”

Of course, Leonard remembered everything that happened that day, but he pretended not to know and just stared into space. Cordelia laughed. Leonard stared

at her smiling face for a moment and then said in a light tone,

“Cordelia.”

“Huh?”

“Shall we die together?”

“… … .”

“It’s scary to go alone.”

Cordelia looked at Leonard, speechless. It didn’t sound like a joke or consolation. That was why she was even more scared. She really thought that if she died, he would die with her. She

had no idea what to say. In the end, she stammered and asked,

“What, what do you mean?”

“I thought about it, and I’ve already accomplished everything. I’ve reached the top as a wizard, and I’ve even lived as the head of the Attila family. And I don’t have any family left who would be sad if I die.”

“… … Don’t talk nonsense. Why would the Master die?”

“It’s a shame that I haven’t been married.”

His expression looked too calm. He didn’t seem like someone who would talk about death.

Cordelia gasped. It couldn’t have been said spontaneously. She knew better than anyone that he wasn’t that kind of impulsive. Her heart tingled as she thought about how much pain it must have been for her to say those words while waiting for her to wake up.

Cordelia reached out and grabbed Leonard’s hem. She pulled hard. Leonard was dragged obediently to her.

“I’m not dying.”

“… … Yes.”

“It’s true. And I think Elector Embly secretly gave me the antidote.”

“What?”

“Today is the tenth day, and I’m still so fine.”

Leonard lifted his head at Cordelia’s words and examined her body thoroughly. He couldn’t tell her directly what he had heard from Servette, but there were many ways to dispel his depression and worry.

“Look, do I look sick?”

“That’s true, but… … .”

“And I had a dream, and Elector Embly got up and gave me the antidote.”

“Yes, yes.”

You wouldn’t believe it.

Leonard answered dryly. He probably thought Cordelia was ignoring the reality right before she died, so he just smiled bitterly.

“And I have a favor to ask.”

“What? Tell me.”

“Propose to me again.”

“… … .”

“I never got a proper proposal for my first marriage, but I want to do it a little better the second time.”

Leonard covered his face with one hand at Cordelia’s confident request. He mustered up the courage to speak first, but when he didn’t say anything, Cordelia questioned him.

“Why aren’t you saying anything? You’re not really planning to end it like that, are you?”

“I’m not planning to end it, I am.”

“You even prepared the wedding without me knowing, and you’ve already named the baby.”

“… … That’s right.”

“I wish the baby would just resemble Master’s face.”

Oh, and maybe it would be better if the head resembled him too. Cordelia smirked to herself, imagining a child with platinum hair who resembled Leonard. Leonard looked at Cordelia with strange eyes.

“Master!”

At that moment, someone kicked the door open and came in. Leonard’s face immediately turned cold, as it was very rude to visit the bedroom without any sign of it. The one who opened the door and came in was, of course, Beluche, the pinnacle of rudeness in this castle.

“Beluche, you… … .”

Beluche hurriedly ran to Leonard and whispered something in his ear. Leonard jumped up from his seat.

“Is that true?”

“Yes! But he is not fully conscious yet… … .”

Beluche glanced at Cordelia and cut off his words. Cordelia guessed that Anton had woken up as Servette had promised. However, he was still not fully conscious, so he looked at her cautiously, lest he give her false hope. Cordelia knew

the whole story, but she just blinked, pretending not to know.

“What? What’s wrong?”

“No, it’s nothing. I’ll go out for a bit, so wait.”

“Okay. Have a good day.”

She sent the two men off with a bright smile. Now Cordelia’s mind was full of thoughts about her pink wedding with Leonard.

‘I think two children would be enough. I hope her father won’t come and visit when he hears about the marriage.’

At that moment, there was a polite knock outside. When she called for them to come in, an unexpected figure appeared.

“Lani.”

Cordelia got up from her bed, glad to see her face. Then Rani hurriedly came to Cordelia and stopped her.

“Please lie down. I heard you’re not feeling well.”

Although she had never directly told her about her situation, Rani’s face darkened as she heard the news.

“I’m fine. Thank you for coming, Rani.”

“I didn’t think the Elector would do something like that. It’s because of Lady Rosaline, right?”

“Yes. Have you seen Miss Embly?”

“I’m just checking on her. Judging from her condition, it must have been at least a month.”

Rani let out a short sigh. She had been with Embly for over ten years, but she had never imagined that he would make such a dangerous choice.

“It would be a lie to say that I don’t resent him, but on the other hand, I was envious. That Miss Embly had such a father.”

“Young lady.”

“You know, Rani. You know what kind of person my father was. No, I can’t even call him father anymore.”

“What do you mean? Could it be that Elector Vasquez has doubts about the young lady’s birth?”

“How did Rani know that?”

“In fact, Elector Attila came to see me a few days ago.”

Rani’s face darkened further.