The Obsessive Maniac Is Trying To Confine Me Chapter 236 - Side Story Chapter 26

……Please, just stop fighting already.

The modestly set table.

There were three chairs, but the two men stubbornly sat pressed close on either side of me, locked in a fierce battle of nerves.

“Rose, ah—open your mouth. Since you carefully washed my body, I’ll feed you as well.”

With a gentle smile, Richard tried to feed me a spoonful of soup.

Smack!

At that moment, Yurtha, who was sitting on the opposite side, grabbed Richard’s wrist tightly, releasing a beast-like killing intent.

“How dare you try something funny with my sister?”

“Ah, my wrist is rotting, so I have no strength. Rose, look. This beast is roughly grabbing my wound.”

Richard deliberately let out a pained sound and looked at me with pitiful eyes.

Yurtha’s neck veins bulged, as if his blood pressure was rising from that shameless act.

By the time the meal ended, I was completely drained. I sprawled on the sofa and blankly thought.

Was eating always this exhausting?

But just because the meal ended didn’t mean their fight was over.

Yurtha, who had been watching me carefully, quietly came closer to my side.

“Sister. I’m hurt too. My bones are crushed, and my flesh is torn.”

At those words, I looked at Yurtha. Blood was seeping through the white shirt he had changed into.

“Are you okay? You need treatment right away. Honestly, why did you fight so recklessly…… I’ll get some medicine first.”

“Not treatment, wash me. Didn’t you personally wash that bastard too?”

Yurtha’s red eyes glistened with resentment and jealousy.

“No, that’s…….”

At that moment, Richard, who was sitting elegantly in his chair, let out a scoff.

“Ha. You’re begging because you don’t know how to wash yourself at your age? Aren’t you ashamed?”

Said the man who had begged me to wash him first.

Yurtha’s hand moved toward his sword with killing intent.

Just as I was about to urgently speak to stop them before the house collapsed again—

“……!”

The two, who had been glaring at each other as if to kill, stopped breathing at the same time.

Their burning eyes, filled with anger, simultaneously turned toward the tightly closed door.

“……Is something wrong?”

Sensing something unusual, I quickly looked out the window.

Beyond the thick gray fog, dozens of torches flickered.

Faint human silhouettes slowly approached the cabin.

“They came faster than I expected.”

“By ‘they,’ you mean…….”

There was only one possibility.

‘……They came to capture Richard.’

The tornado had only ended this morning.

And we were supposed to leave tomorrow morning.

Yet already, the knights of the Piet territory had arrived.

“Rose, I will follow your will.”

His blue eyes looked at me with piercing gentleness.

I knew what that meant.

If I asked, Richard could take me in his arms and break through them to escape at any moment.

But I wouldn’t ask that of him.

Silently, I looked around the cabin.

In the kitchen, there was leftover soup, and on the floor, the pamphlet I had been reading was lying around.

It had been my place of rest for two years.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The violent pounding on the door announced the end of this short dream.

I realized it instinctively.

My life in this cabin had truly come to a perfect end.

 

 

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“Criminal, listen!”

Among the knights surrounding the cabin in layers, a loud shout rang out sharply.

“This place is already under the complete control of the Evantes Knights! Drop your weapons immediately and come out with your hands raised!”

“If you resist, we will cut you down without mercy!”

Dozens of torches burned fiercely, all aimed at the door of the small, old cabin.

The atmosphere was tense, as if they could rush in at any moment.

Creak.

Breaking through that heavy killing intent, the old door opened.

The one who stepped out was a man with silver hair as cold as snow.

Former Holy Knight Commander, Richard.

“Guests in the middle of the night—how rude.”

The man’s blue eyes slowly swept left and right.

The knights instinctively drew their swords, raising their guard.

Even though they were trained elites, the tips of their swords trembled slightly the moment their eyes met his.

Two years ago, the former Holy Knight Commander who went berserk and disappeared.

A transcendent being with overwhelming power within the empire.

To capture or kill him, everyone here would have to risk their lives.

Wasn’t he also the madman who had smashed the gates of the Piet territory with his bare body just days ago?

The knights swallowed dryly, unable to relax.

“What are you doing?”

The man at the center of the encirclement was completely calm.

“Aren’t you here to capture me?”

A loose smile formed on Richard’s lips.

“Take me.”

It was a declaration no one had expected.

“I’ll go quietly.”

Though he said “quietly,” his attitude was arrogant. Yet no one dared to object.

“But I have one condition.”

Speaking slowly and lowly to the knights, Richard recalled the warmth that had held onto his sleeve.

The dazzling pink eyes that had looked at him still seemed to linger in his vision.

<Rih—Richard, I told you. Let’s go back now.>

Rose had said that.

<And I want you to choose the path you know well. I won’t choose for you.>

<Rose.>

<That’s the way to do what’s best for me.>

Rose was right.

He was a fugitive.

Cutting down dozens of knights and escaping again with her in his arms would be nothing for him.

What he truly wanted was simply to stay with Rose forever.

But being a fugitive would make her the same.

So Richard had to choose.

If he truly wanted to remain by her side.

“A condition, you say.”

At that moment, the wall of knights parted, and a cold voice fell.

The man who stepped out of the darkness showed no sign of intimidation. Instead, he sneered with his usual arrogance.

“Do you think a criminal is in any position to talk about conditions?”

Argen Evantes.

An old enemy of Richard.

His sunken green eyes stared as if to pierce through Richard.

“Is that so?”

Richard tilted his head.

If no compromise was possible, there was only one way.

Argen’s knights would have to face him with full force, risking total annihilation.

Of course, Richard wouldn’t come out unscathed either.

This cursed land suppressed his power, and on top of that, he was severely injured.

“I cannot accept it.”

Argen lifted his chin and stared at the tightly shut door behind Richard. Obsession lurked in his green eyes.

“I’ll have to go in myself and see what you’re hiding.”

Then the answer was decided.

They would have to fight.

Richard’s blue eyes sharpened as he gripped the hilt of his sword tightly.

The knights also raised their weapons all at once, ready to die—

At that moment.

Creak—

The cabin door, which had been firmly shut just moments ago, slowly opened behind Richard.

“……!”

Richard’s once relaxed eyes shook with shock.

Even the arrogant green eyes that seemed unshakable fixed on the woman.

A harsh gray wind blew.

In that dull, lifeless scene, pink hair like cherry blossoms fluttered.

Rose stepped out of the cabin and slowly spoke.

“……It’s been a while, Marquis.”