Honey, Why Can’t We Get a Divorce? – Chapter 166 – Side story 19

Author: rolypoly

“Who’s going to die!”

The one who burst through the door was none other than Sylvester.

In fact, I didn’t expect Sylvester to come.

That’s understandable. After all, he was feeling unwell today—because of me—and I thought he wouldn’t have much vigilance toward Largo.

I had only expected to gather hints about Largo’s whereabouts from meeting the Grand Duchess, never imagining that I’d end up being threatened by him like this.

But why did he come to me at such a perfect time?

My heart warmed with joy, gratitude, and relief at the same time.

“Honey! What is this? How did you get here?”

“By carriage.”

That’s not what I was asking… Seeing Sylvester being his usual self even in this situation completely eased my tension.

“Oh, who is this? Isn’t that the shabby Duke of Ryzen who came to such a precious place?”

“And who might you be? Aren’t you the bastard who got caught messing around, lost your position as a prince, and was exiled?”

He gives back and takes it back. I felt a sense of relief as I watched Largo’s distorted face.

“Truly, coming back from the dead is something I’ve never seen or heard of before… Honestly, the things you pull off are beyond me.”

Whoo, Sylvester sighed and said.

“Let’s go together.”

Then, he gave a slight nod toward Largo. Judging by his expression, the mere fact that he had to address the situation with politeness seemed to irritate him.

“Either you face proper punishment, or end up dead by my hand like last time. Isn’t it one of the two?”

Then he stepped in front of me, shielding me from Largo as if to block him in case he tried to attack me.

I looked up at Sylvester, who was protecting me as if it were the most natural thing in the world. His broad back came into view—a steadfast silhouette that seemed ready to shield me no matter the circumstances.

“Get up quickly—ugh!”

…Of course, I don’t know if he’ll be able to protect me while throwing up.

Anyway, I felt secure and peeked my head out from behind Sylvester’s back. I wanted to see Largo’s miserable face.

But.

‘That’s strange.’

Largo’s expression was strange.

Instead of being scared, he was actually laughing. As if he had foreseen this situation, he was chuckling… Why is he acting like that?

“Do you think I didn’t expect this situation?”

Largo chuckled as he looked at us. He took out a piece of paper and a bottle filled with a thin liquid from his pocket.

“Did you really think I would face you without any preparation?”

A clear sense of triumph was written all over his face. For some reason, it sent a chill down my spine.

“How could that be?”

As soon as he said that, Largo opened the bottle and poured the liquid towards us. He then tore a piece of paper he was holding.

Sylvester and I knew all too well what that liquid was and what that piece of paper meant.

“Magic circle…!”

But my screams were not over.

It felt as if the world had suddenly flipped upside down. This time, I felt like I was going to vomit. While I was thinking this, I felt the sensation of a cold breeze brushing against my cheek.

“Huh.”

I opened my eyes and muttered without realizing it.

I couldn’t help it.

This place is…

“Ophelia! Are you okay?”

It was the middle of the snowy mountain where I had been dragged before.

Oh my gosh. Why is it so cold?

Before I could even process that I was on a snow-covered mountain and the cold wind was blowing relentlessly, my body began to shake uncontrollably. I don’t even have a coat!

“Ophelia!”

It seemed that Sylvester had been warped a little farther away from me, as he came running toward me, shouting at the top of his lungs.

“It’s really cold, right? Damn it. Put this on.”

He took off his jacket and wrapped it around my shoulders, then frowned.

“Stay here. I’ll find a way.”

“No, honey. More than that…”

I pointed to something black in the distance and said.

“Wouldn’t it be better to take care of those things first?”

“Those things?”

Sylvester turned his head in the direction I pointed. There, a horde of monsters was charging toward us all at once. Haha. This.

“…Don’t even think about stepping in. Stay back, I’ll handle it.”

He drew the sword that was strapped to his waist. He looked truly reassuring. If there were only about ten monsters, I would be confident he could defeat them.

However, there were countless monsters, and it was impossible for Sylvester to go out and deal with them alone.

But if you asked if I could handle it if I stepped in, the answer would be no. The snow-covered mountain was so darkened by the swarm that it was almost unrecognizable.

Should we run away?

No. Our bodies were already covered in a scent that lured the monsters. Even if we tried to run, we would be caught before long.

“What do you think?”

Just as we were about to confront the monsters, a voice came from behind us. When I turned around, I saw Largo sitting on a large rock.

“I’m asking how you feel about the grave I’ve prepared for you.”

“I think this is bullshit.”

“Oh, Duke. You seem anxious. You’re usually the type to avoid such vulgar language.”

“It’s you who’s acting so vulgar. Just wait a little longer. Today, I will definitely kill you… Ugh!”

Hmm. If he hadn’t felt nauseous at the end, it would have been really threatening.

As you can see, Sylvester was not in top condition. Even if he were fully healthy, I would question whether he could defeat the monsters. How could he possibly handle a horde in his current state?

“Originally, I was planning to warp you all and stay out of it… But then I thought, it would be a shame.”

Largo, who was grinning at us, continued.

“I can’t miss the opportunity to watch you get torn apart by the monsters with my own two eyes, can I?”

That crazy psychopath.

I wanted to rush at him right away and pull out all his hair, but first, I had to deal with the problem in front of me.

I grabbed Sylvester.

“You came empty-handed?”

“What, what?”

“Did you just come here like this!”

Sylvester, who was momentarily flustered, shook his head.

“I brought the magic circle just in case.”

“That’s it!”