I Wish My Husband Were Dead - Chapter 143



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Servette and Gritta
2024.03.22.

“What are you?”

The first person to notice that Rosenblu was strange was, of course, Leonard. Since they had been together for a long time, he quickly noticed the gap.

Leonard quickly hid Cordelia behind his back and looked at Rosenblu with wary eyes.

“I am Servette’s shadow.”

“Shadow? Wait, wait. Then what about Rosenblu?”

Chelsea, who had been eaten by Nazabut and eventually died, flashed to mind. Lydia had also been eaten by a demon, so she couldn’t let Rosenblu become like that.

Cordelia came out from behind Leonard and approached Rosenblu, or rather Servette.

“If you’re talking about the owner of this body, then it’s okay. I asked for your understanding and agreed to borrow your body.”

“They say that if the host’s mind is taken over by a demon, they can never return.”

“That’s usually the case. But I have not completely taken control of this body. His soul still remains at the bottom.”

Cordelia felt a little relieved when she heard Servette’s calm voice.

“But why did you come to Lord Rosenblu’s body? Is it because he is a high-ranking wizard?”

“He wanted to kill his sister with his own hands and end everything. I thought this was the right body to help you. And.”

“… … .”

“He said he didn’t mind dying.”

Cordelia was speechless for a moment. Rosenblu probably knew that there was no turning back. But she had such a determination in her heart. A pang of regret welled up in her heart.

“Come here. Let’s make a contract first. There is much you have to do from now on.”

“As you wish.”

When Servette reached out her hand to Cordelia, Leonard grabbed her hand in the middle and pulled her toward him.

“I don’t know who you are, but Cordelia is going to be my wife soon. Don’t tell me what to do as you please. And why should Cordelia be the one to kill Nazabut?”

“I don’t know why I have to explain that to you.”

Her tone was soft, but her eyes looking at Leonard were colder than before. Of course, Leonard wasn’t the one to flinch at that.

“How can you kill a demon when you can’t even explain it to me?”

“I don’t think I should persuade you.”

“Cordelia is a kid who has only been learning magic for a year. How can you kill a demon with her? If you want to kill Nazabut, kill him yourself with the body you swallowed. I heard that you were the one who caused it in the first place?”

“You?”

Servette’s face, which always had a faint smile, distorted for the first time. Cordelia, who was caught between them, didn’t know what to do, so she just looked back and forth between the two men. He could see Servette’s face gradually turning colder, but Leonard didn’t back down an inch.

“Yes, you. What if he’s the twelfth or thirteenth demon? He can’t even fix the accident he caused. He’ll take care of the aftermath. Don’t pass it on to my wife.”

“Do you know what the terms of Nazabut’s contract are?”

“What do you care?”

“It’s to kill Cordelia. Nazabut’s contractor asked me to tear her body to pieces.”

“… … .”

This time, Leonard kept his mouth shut. Servette slowly closed her eyes and opened them, looking at the two with clear eyes.

“A demon must fulfill the terms of his contract. It’s like a law engraved in his bones, so he can’t ignore it. Right now, Nazabut is running around killing humans, but he’ll come looking for Cordelia and definitely try to kill her.”

“When I’m around… … .”

“Always? Whenever? What if Cordelia gets attacked while she’s sleeping? What if he shows up when you’re out of the mansion for a moment?”

Servette took a step closer to them. It was a very small movement, but it felt like he was facing a giant. Leonard frowned as if he felt the same.

“Remember that your arrogance could cost you Cordelia forever.”

“… … Then what do you intend to do?”

“Even though you are only a shadow, if Cordelia and I make a contract, you will be able to use my power. Then you will be able to protect yourself and kill Nazabut.”

He did not dismiss it as nonsense like the first time. Leonard kept his mouth shut and thought about it repeatedly.

Nazabut’s shadow had already attacked Cordelia at Embly Castle. Fortunately, Rosenblu was by her side at that time, but what would have happened if no one had been there? Leonard’s spine tingled.

Cordelia, who had been silent, stepped forward.

“What do I have to pay in exchange for making a contract with you?”

“Nothing.”

“Nothing?”

“Gritta has already paid the price.”

He swallowed it as he tried to ask what it was.

“Here. Take my hand.”

Servette held out her hand to Cordelia once again. Before taking her hand, Cordelia held Leonard’s hand tightly. When she looked up at him, the self-reproach on Leonard’s face was faint.

“It’ll be okay.”

“If I had been strong enough, you wouldn’t have gotten involved in this.”

“Don’t say that. Maybe all of this is fate. My mother, who couldn’t have children, made a contract with Servette and gave birth to me, and Nazabut descended through the gap created during that process. I started it, so I will end it.”

Leonard stared at Cordelia with new eyes. He

suddenly remembered the moment when he first met her. Cordelia, who had held out the divorce agreement with dangerous eyes that looked like they would break if you stabbed her.

It hadn’t even been a year since she had cried and said that she had pride, but when had she become so strong?

He said, tightening his grip.

“If you kill Nazabut, we’ll get married.”

“Okay. The wedding dress will be ready by then.”

Cordelia smiled brightly. Leonard took out the small ring box he always carried in his arms.

“I was preparing to propose properly, but it won’t work. Cordelia, me and… …”

“You should get on your knees.”

At that moment, Servette, who had been watching the whole process right next to him, interjected politely. Leonard glared at him with disapproving eyes, then hesitated and got down on one knee.

“Cordelia, will you marry me? No, please.”

I don’t know why I laughed so hard at her stammering and using unbecoming formalities. Cordelia stared at the brilliantly shining ring he held out and held out her hand.

“Please put it on.”

I imagined this scene when I was young.

I had read countless fairy tales of princes proposing to princesses they fell in love with at first sight, and desperately hoped that day would come for me. Eventually, through my first marriage, I realized how different reality is from fairy tales.

Leonard carefully put a ring on her fourth finger. Cordelia couldn’t take her eyes off the ring. It wasn’t like a fairy tale with gorgeous flowers or beautiful melodies, but it was enough.

Cordelia lifted Leonard up from his knees and hugged him tightly. It felt like water was filling up a dry spring.

“Did I tell you how much I love you?”

“No. Tell me again.”

“If you ask for my eyes, I’ll ask you how many you need. If you ask for my heart, I’ll gladly hand you a knife to cut open my chest. If you ask for my feet, I’ll ask you which foot you need.”

“There’s no way I would ask you for that,”

Leonard muttered incredulously. Even so, the strength in his arms around her waist did not wane, as if he liked her cruel confession.

“Cordelia.”

Servette, who had been watching her lover for a long time, said quietly. Cordelia came out of Leonard’s arms and stood in front of Servette.

“I’m ready.”

“Then take my hand.”

Servette held out her hand for the third time. Cordelia took a deep breath and took her hand.

* * *

“This way! We have to drive them this way!”

“Ugh!”

Blood and screams were flying. Nazabut jumped around like a fish in water, slaughtering everyone.

The face of the Saracen Elector, Diana, who was watching the scene from afar, was filled with worry.

“Two hundred soldiers were slaughtered in one day, and you’re still so strong?”

“It seems that Elector Attila was right. It seems that the more people you kill, the stronger you become. I don’t want to believe it, but… … .”

The adjutant sighed deeply and trailed off.

At first, I thought it was just a demon descending, but the damage became incalculable. Now, the number of casualties had become so many that it was meaningless to count them.

I had never dreamed that we would form a fourth punitive force.

“Elector Attila?”

“He said he’ll be arriving soon.”

Diana let out a sigh of relief at her adjutant’s words. If Leonard was there, the casualties among the regular soldiers would be noticeably reduced.

At that moment, lightning struck right next to Nazabut. There wasn’t a single cloud in the sky, so people were shocked and ran away in a panic.

“Has Elector Attila arrived already?”

A figure wearing a gray cloak suddenly appeared on top of the hill. As he stretched his hand toward the sky, lightning struck Nazabut’s head again.

Nazabut barely avoided it and screamed fiercely.

“Who is it?”

The wind blew and the cloak he was wearing was blown away. Cordelia stood firmly on both legs and faced Nazaboot.