My Husband Has Changed - Chapter 151



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#151. Sowing
2024.02.28.

Adele clutched her front chin and leaned forward.

Was it because her repeated doubts, her fear that Valentin might really be wrong, had pushed her mind to its limits? All external stimuli felt dull and unclear. Her

vision was blurry, and sounds seemed to be mumbling from far away. As if she was sinking deep into the water, very slowly… … .

Donovan quickly grabbed Adele’s arm, which was about to collapse, and pulled her up.

“Your Majesty. Are you okay?”

Adele gasped like a fish being pulled out of the water.

“It’s okay… … It’s okay… … . Just a little, like this… … If you rest… … .”

“Your complexion is amazing. What kind of conversation was going on inside?”

Donovan asked, lowering his voice. Adele bit her lip and forced herself to swallow her ragged breath.

Any situation would be the worst. If Valentin had completely lost control of the monsters and been swept away without being able to resist, the chances of survival were extremely low.

And, one in a million.

‘It’s horrible to even imagine.’

Mikhail’s words were all lies, but it was really one in a million.

If Valentin had chosen death because he was tired of this whole situation, if he had chosen to leave her behind forever.

Adele closed her eyes weakly. Then what should I really do… … .

The defeatist mindset and tattered self-esteem that were deeply embedded in her bones further fanned her extreme thoughts.

There was no way someone would love or like someone like you… … .

‘Adele, I.’

Valentin’s voice suddenly seemed to come from far away.

Adele jerked her head up in surprise and looked around frantically.

She could feel Donovan looking at her with surprised eyes, but it didn’t matter.

An open space lined with tents, the voices of soldiers gathered here and there, the cold wind and dust… … . Of course, he was nowhere to be seen. He

must really be crazy. As she was about to slump her shoulders with a hollow laugh, Valentin’s voice came back once more.

‘No matter what happens in the future, I need to be sure that you won’t get caught up in it.’

The voice, softer than in her memory, finally made her nose sting.

Adele barely managed to raise her fisted hand and roughly rub her eyes.

She didn’t know what ‘something’ he was talking about, but she couldn’t stay frustrated like this.

One thing was certain in the current situation: Valentin would need her help.

“His Highness the Crown Prince gave me a definite answer today.”

She crossed her arms in front of her chest and hugged herself tightly. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t stop trembling, but her voice was clear.

“He said he had no plans to form a large-scale search party. He said he would give us five people.”

“What, what… … . Five knights?”

Donovan asked with a puzzled face. Adele shook her head from side to side.

“Including me, the entire search party will be five. It will be even less if there are no volunteers.”

“… … All of Ansgar’s knights were swept away. Our side only has wounded soldiers left, and you’re saying you won’t provide support!”

“Getting angry won’t change anything, Donovan. First… … . I plan to join the unit that leaves tomorrow morning and move near the watchtower. Will you come with me?”

“Of course… … . Then were you planning to leave us alone?”

“I was just asking just in case. It’s dangerous. Anyway, if you go a little west from here, there seems to be a secret passage leading to the inside of the castle called the ‘Watchtower’ in the ruins. His Highness the Crown Prince shared the location. Here… … .”

Adele took out a folded piece of paper from her bosom and handed it to Donovan.

“These are the coordinates for the entrance to the secret passage.”

Donovan unfolded the paper, looked at the written contents, and closed his mouth as if he didn’t know where to start pointing it

out. It was obvious that he thought it was crazy to assign only five people to search the tower infested with monsters, but it was equally crazy to accompany a woman with no combat ability to that place.

Donovan sighed deeply and handed the note to Adele again.

“… … Do you really think the Grand Duke is in this position?”

Adele hesitated and then shook her head honestly.

“I’m embarrassed to say this, but I can’t be sure. If I get a little closer, I think I’ll be able to feel it somehow. However, there’s something a little strange… … .” When

Adele suddenly stopped talking, Donovan tilted his head and urged her on.

“Go ahead.”

Adele bit her lips.

I was at a loss as to how to translate this sense of discomfort into words, and how to make Donovan understand.

In fact, there was no end to the strange things I could list. The most trivial of them was Mikhail’s attitude.

When they had met at the palace, no, when they had met at Nassau Castle, his attitude had been strangely obsessive.

But now, throughout our conversation, it seemed as if his attention had been completely focused on something else… … .

“Your Majesty?”

“Ah.”

Adele blinked, suddenly coming to her senses. Donovan was waiting for an answer. Adele shook her head, giving up on explaining.

“… … No. It’s nothing. I’ll tell you when the situation becomes a little clearer.”

“Anyway, this is a big deal. We should start looking for someone to volunteer, even if it means going by myself.”

“If you say no, I’ll go by myself.”

“Why do you keep leaving me out… … .”

Donovan shook his head in resignation and continued.

“Anyway, I guess I should check on the remaining Ansgar soldiers.

“Please. I’ll stay with Hazel.”

“You’re going to the stable? You won’t rest?”

Adele nodded with a determined expression. “Yes. I’ll see you tomorrow.” * * * She took a deep breath and opened her eyes wide. Her cheeks were flushed from extreme concentration, her breathing was messy, and her entire body was soaked with cold sweat, even her underwear. Adele roughly

wiped

the

beads

of

sweat dripping down her chin with the back of her hand .

She tried several times throughout the night, but her ‘will’ wouldn’t budge.

It felt like chasing a mirage that couldn’t be reached. It was clear that it was somewhere, but the more she tried to reach it, the farther away it got… … .

She gathered her wilted mind. She

straightened her staggering body and closed her heavy eyes. The sun would rise soon. Until then, she had to somehow make the ‘will’ hers. By all means.

‘Hazel.’

Again.

‘Ha, zel.’

Once more.

‘Ha zel.’

She felt the faint spark of her heart beating and opened her eyes wide.

This time, something was different from her previous attempts. The hot air that had suddenly risen seemed to spread through her heart to her fingertips.

Adele slowly took a deep breath, trying to maintain that sensation. Just one more time, again.

‘Ha.’ [Zel]

At the expression of her unsophisticated will, the hay that had been piled up like a mountain in front of Hazel scattered into the air.

At the same time, one of Hazel’s ears, which had been chewing the hay as if she didn’t care what Adele did, perked up.

“Enough… …!”

Adele, about to scream with a heavy heart, retched and collapsed in place.

Was it because of the unsmooth expression of her ‘will’? Her stomach felt like it was churning like she was seasick.

“Ugh… … .”

As she was vomiting water without eating anything, Hazel came closer and pushed her toward the hay stack.

Adele wiped her lips with the back of her hand and muttered weakly.

“Are you going to share your hay?”

Hazel wagged her tail as if to let her think as she pleased. Adele eventually burst into laughter.

“Thank you, Hazel. You’re so kind… … .”

She gently hugged Hazel’s neck. The warm body temperature of the horse was a strange comfort. She

had failed to smoothly manifest, but she was glad that she had confirmed the possibility.

Adele straightened her posture with excitement. Just as she was about to continue practicing, she heard the sound of the stable door opening roughly.

“… … Were you really here all night?”

Adele, who had been startled by the sound and had shrugged her shoulders, relaxed when she realized it was Donovan.

“Donovan. You surprised me.”

“You always say what I want to say first. By the way… … .”

He frowned, covering his nose with his handcuffs as he tried to enter the stable.

“The smell of horse dung, ugh, is really bad. The central headquarters will be leaving in an hour, so you should wash up first. I knew this would happen, so I prepared a bath.”

“An hour later? Is it that late already?”

“Come this way.”

He said with a stubborn expression, as if there was no compromise.

If you didn’t follow him right away, he would force you into the bath.

Azel swallowed his regret and followed Donovan out of the stable. He pointed to a small barracks nearby with his thumb and said,

“I’ll block the way ahead, so go in and wash up and come out.”

I don’t know what trick he used, but there was a wooden bathtub filled with hot water inside the barracks.

She went inside, tied the cloth entrance carefully, and quickly took off her smelly clothes.
　

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