I Wish My Husband Were Dead - Chapter 155
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Side Story 2. If You Love
2024.04.03.
“I appreciate even the words.”
“The words Elector Elfenbaum said to me were hurtful at the time, but now I don’t care. When my father died, I wouldn’t have been able to let him go calmly before I met you.”
“You would have done well even without me.”
“That may be true. But I am where I am now because of you. You taught me how to live and breathe.”
The priest had been giving a boring and grand sermon since a while ago. It was originally his turn to solemnly kneel before him and pour holy water on his head, but the groom couldn’t take his eyes off something much more interesting.
“Now, both of you, look at me and kneel, kekekekehehe.”
Leonard suddenly brought his face close to the bride and gave her a short kiss on the lips.
“If I hadn’t met you, this world would have been terrible.”
“Leonard.”
“Now it’s time to kneel and swear an oath to God, Elector.”
The priest spoke half-pleadingly, but the bride and groom paid no attention and only looked at each other. Baron, who was standing nearby, sighed.
This couple would sometimes, or rather, sometimes, immerse themselves in their own world. They would exchange glances without paying attention to the people around them, and then suddenly hold hands and go up to the bedroom. It
was already a familiar thing. Although he didn’t know that they would act like this during the wedding ceremony.
In particular, King Gabriel of Ershe, who was sitting at the head of the table, watched the scene from the front and his face visibly rotted.
Baron sighed and signaled the priest to cut it off and finish.
“Yes? But not yet… … I understand. Today, there is a couple who swore eternity before God. Wait a minute, it’s not our turn to kiss yet.”
The priest’s urgent voice was buried under the thunderous applause from the guests.
Leonard hugged the bride’s waist and kissed her deeply. Cordelia willingly hugged the groom’s neck.
The flowers prepared by the servants were sprinkled on the couple’s heads. The cloudless blue sky was so beautiful that it felt like a painting by a certain artist.
Cordelia walked down the aisle arm in arm with Leonard to the cheers of the people.
It was the most perfect day of her life.
“What did you just say?”
“I can’t do that. If the Master uses the 6th Amaria Induction, half of this building could blow away. No, it definitely would.”
“We just have to block it.”
“Who?”
Cordelia pressed her temples as if she was tired. Matilda, who was sitting next to her, gently pushed her a glass of water. Cordelia thanked Matilda with her eyes and drank.
“Menufio, who has the potential to block it, has been in hiding for over a year, and Kanon has gone to the Southern Continent for research. There are only five Sirius left in the Magic Alliance right now. They’re not enough.” “
Call them both. That’ll do.”
“Ha… … . You know I’m being unreasonable, right?”
“Reasonable?”
“Ahem.”
Matilda coughed briefly. She seemed a little surprised by Cordelia’s bold statement.
On the other hand, Cordelia seemed unfazed. It wasn’t surprising, since she had been having such a wasteful argument with Leonard for more than a year or two.
They were a married couple on the outside, but they agreed to maintain a master-student relationship inside the Magic Alliance, but there were days when the line between what she was saying to her master and what she was saying to her husband would blur.
“Yes. Reasonable. We already concluded at the last meeting that it was impossible. Why are you talking nonsense now?”
“Have you tried it? Why are you saying it can’t be done without even trying it?”
“Do you really have to try it to know? If you have common sense, you can calculate it.”
“Common sense? Huh, Sangsiik?”
“Atilei.”
“Huh?”
Cordelia unconsciously turned to Matilda in response to that comment, and then realized that she was referring to Leonard.
“Cordelia is right. Isn’t that something that’s already been decided?”
“Who decides that? I wasn’t even at the meeting at that time.”
“That’s because the Master said he was busy and didn’t attend the meeting.”
“Whose side have you been taking since a while ago?”
Leonard snapped. It seemed that he wasn’t happy with his only disciple constantly nitpicking. Regardless, Cordelia stubbornly expressed her opinion.
“Don’t you remember? I took over the Ropal Magic Association Safety Management Committee because the Master was annoying. So of course I’m on the Magic Association’s side.”
“Oh, really? Then take the Magic Association’s side and do a good job. I’ll conduct the experiment as planned. The Safety Management Committee should be able to block that level of shock.”
“What? How can you say such irresponsible things?”
“Oh. Since I’m irresponsible, you should take responsibility.”
Leonard raised his chin and spoke haughtily. Cordelia clenched her fists because of how annoying that was. As the atmosphere between them gradually became tense, Matilda waved her hand as if to mediate.
“Wait. Let’s stop fighting… …”
“Honestly, is this the first time you’ve destroyed a building, Master? No. You destroyed it when you restored it, and how many times have you destroyed it when you barely restored it to its original state? I told you a hundred times to endure it for my own sake. Isn’t that why I’m acting like this because you ignored me every time?”
“What do you know? Aren’t you here to fix it?”
“What? Are you saying that?”
Cordelia’s face turned red and blue. Leonard didn’t care. He raised his voice because his position was the complete opposite of a few minutes ago.
Matilda sighed deeply and sent the arguing priest out of the conference room without giving an inch. There were so many days like this that it didn’t feel new.
When I first saw Cordelia, she was such a gentle girl, but as the time spent with Leonard grew longer, I saw her growing more and more venomous, which was both funny and pitiful.
‘Surely she won’t become the second Attila, right?’
A creepy thought came to mind. Even though Cordelia’s last name was Attila, one foul-tempered ‘Atila’ was enough for the Magic Alliance.
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“If that’s not true, then bring in another disciple.”
“Why me when I have a disciple with limbs that are still intact?”
“Master. I’m a high-level magician now. How long do I have to do everything from preparing your meals to researching materials? Do you know how surprised people are when they find out I still do such odd jobs? I feel so embarrassed every time I loiter around the dining hall with two trays!”
“Oh, you did that? I sent a precious high-ranking wizard to run a meal errand. That won’t do. Never do that again. You just rest comfortably. Sirius of Acheron will go and get the meal himself. I’ll wander around the dining hall with two trays.”
Leonard continued to whine until they arrived right in front of his lab. Candias clicked her tongue and greeted the two.
“Are you fighting again?”
“Fighting. Just open the door.”
“Do it. It’s not boring to fight just by making eye contact… . Ugh!”
Candias screamed. Of course, the two didn’t care at all what the demon was yelling.
Leonard held his breath deeply and then kissed Cordelia absentmindedly, as if he was breathing hard. She accepted his sudden change as if she had expected it.
Leonard hugged her waist tightly, not allowing even a little bit of room.
“Those guys are really… Oh my, they should fight instead!”
Candias looked at the two people who were stuck together as if they were one body and then disappeared, muttering. The kiss that started at the door gradually became longer and soon Cordelia was lying on the small bed in the next room.
Cordelia pushed Leonard away with all her might, feeling like she would just pass over them again like before.
“I have something to say, haa.”
“Do it.”
Leonard answered briefly, not seeming to care much about listening. He ran his thumb over Cordelia’s lips.
“Why do I like it when you get angry so much? I thought I was dying from holding back the desire to kiss you.”
“It’s proof that you’re becoming a pervert.”
“So what? She’s my wife.”
Leonard then completely covered Cordelia’s body lying on the bed as if it were nothing and kissed her again.
They had been married for three years, but her husband’s lips were still sweet. Maybe he had candy in his mouth without her knowing.
Thanks to that, Cordelia completely forgot what she had originally intended to say and put her arms around Leonard’s neck and hugged him tightly. The heavy weight gave her great comfort.
In the end, the two were finally able to leave the side room after several hours.
“How can I take on a disciple like this?”
Leonard said, tying the ribbon on Cordelia’s back properly. He was so used to it that he could now boast that he was better at it than the servants who served her clothes.