Chapter 139 – Obsession
#139.
“Haaa… Why would you do that?”
The next day after drinking with Gaon.
It was not enough to focus only on preparing for the grave, which came a few days later, but in Priscilla’s head, the indecent act of the past was playing over and over again.
It was as if he were seeing himself as a child, spitting out unspeakable words at random and being spoiled.
“I was so embarrassed that I couldn’t even talk properly… Stupidly.”
The shame she felt when she regained her sanity, somewhat relieved of her alcohol, was great. Thanks to this, she couldn’t even deliver detailed information about the tomb and returned to the mansion as if she was running away.
I was ashamed to even have a conversation, so I had been putting it off since yesterday evening until now, but I couldn’t delay any longer.
Priscilla entered the room leading off her balcony and picked up a comms tool lying on the bedside table.
“Still, I felt relieved inside.”
But her memories were not just embarrassing and disgraceful. She feels a little relieved, perhaps because it’s been a while since she’s confided in her.
It’s awkward now, but as time passes, the distance with Gaon will decrease. In a way, she might find someone to lean on…
Priscilla tapped her chest at the sound of her strangely quickening heartbeat before activating her telecom gadget.
In the case of a communication magic tool, the coordinates of each other are entered in advance and connected through magic when necessary.
Although there is a limit of distance, the advantage is that you can communicate anywhere.
“… Why is this?”
But the communication magic tool did not respond.
Normally, there should be a faint sound of mana, but it was just quiet.
Priscilla was momentarily taken aback, and as she activated her several times, she slowly began to look.
She patiently inspected it here and there and saw that the middle part of the magic circuit behind her was scratched and damaged.
“This place is cut off, so her magic power can’t be transmitted.”
I thought the magic tools would break down. In this case, she had to visit in person or send someone to deliver the news.
But she was still ashamed to meet so suddenly without preparation. Priscilla, wondering what to do with her, decided to just let Albert tell her the news.
Heading to her desk, she quickly scribbled on her paper, took out a luxurious stationery from her drawer, sealed it tightly, and called for Albert.
After a while, Albert arrived at her room.
“Albert. Please deliver this letter to Gaon-gyeong. The pre-new guild should go.”
“Yes, I understand.”
“Is it so. Please do your best.”
Albert heard Priscilla’s pleas and nodded her head and left her room. With the letter in her arms, she quickly left the mansion when she saw her fellow servant running from the other side.
As he approached while sweating, wondering what was so urgent, he looked at Albert and said,
“Omg… Omg! Albert, here you are! I have been looking for it for a long time.”
“… What is it?”
“Didn’t your mother tell you that she traded in her fruit shop? She says now she’s been robbed there!”
“What!? Is that true?”
“Okay! From what I’ve heard, no one was hurt, but maybe you don’t know? Let’s go!”
At the words of his colleague, Albert hesitated as he tried to run out of the mansion right away. Priscilla’s letter in his bosom was caught.
I was thinking about what to do, but suddenly I heard a voice next to me.
“Albert. Long time no see. Are you on your way to Priscilla-sama?”
“… Sir Sergio?”
Its true identity was Sergio, Priscilla’s escort and now on vacation. He was on the move after his morning training, and all over his body was stained with sweat.
Albert hurriedly opened his mouth thinking that he could entrust the letter to this person.
“Sir Sergio. Could you please do me one favor?”
“Ask? What request are you talking about?”
The reaction is not as bad as I thought.
Albert immediately held out the letter.
“Priscilla asked me to deliver this letter to the free knight. But suddenly my mother got into an accident. Could she possibly take over? Please!”
Albert bowed his head deeply. For a mere servant to take care of an escort knight, it could have been greatly disrespected.
But when something happened to her mother, now wasn’t the time to be arguing about it.
Sergio, who had been silent at Albert’s request, accepted the letter.
“… Come on, go see her mother. I’ll give it to you instead Priscilla-sama will understand.”
“Go, thank you! Thank you!”
“It’s okay. Because I was on break anyway. Then I’ll sweat a lot, so let’s go.”
“Yes! Thank you thank you!”
Albert repeatedly bowed his head and left the mansion as his fellow servant guided him.
Sergio, who was looking at the back, stared down at the letter, then took out another letter from his bosom and held it.
“I’m glad.”
It was a letter made by forging Priscilla’s handwriting.
The date of the visit to the tomb is three days from now, but it is written here as four days later. If this happens, what he did will be exposed the next day, but it doesn’t matter.
After all, when that time comes, Priscilla will be her own.
‘It was a big help.’
This letter, and his fellow servant who had just dragged Albert away, were all provided by Hanson.
He said he completely captured Calidora, so it must be true. At this level, it was clear that even the aphrodisiac would have a tremendous effect.
If you use it, even that elegant Priscilla will turn into a female mad with sexual desire.
Sergio held the letter Albert had given him to his nose and took a deep breath.
“Smells good.”
A luxurious yet captivating scent. It was Priscilla’s favorite perfume. When I smelled the scent that I hadn’t smelled in days, my strength went up and my sexual desire boiled over again.
Sergio took a few breaths and savored the incense, then took both of his letters in his arms and entered the room.
After taking a shower and changing clothes, Sergio picked up the real Priscilla’s letter, opened the seal, and read the letter.
“… Nothing special.”
It was all about the date and time of the visit to the grave in a few days, and various greetings.
If you’re lucky, you can say you’re lucky. If it had been written about all sorts of affectionate acts like “I liked you yesterday”, You might not have been able to manage your expression when you met Gaon.
Sergio threw the letter into the trash and took the fake letter in his arms.
“You just have to wait a few days. Just a few days.”
Then Priscilla would come naturally into her arms. Now, if you deliver this letter, all preparations will be over.
Sergio left the room and curled up the corners of his mouth.
***
One sunny day.
In the morning, Priscilla hurriedly left her mansion.
“Sir Sergio. Are you ready?”
“Yes, escort troops are on standby.”
“What about Gaonkyung?”
“I said I would go ahead and look around the tomb. He said it was to block any unforeseen threats. Also, he said he didn’t want to disturb the reunion with Master Milius.”
“… Is that so? I could have just looked at her face…”
No matter how much she thought about it, Priscilla couldn’t understand Gaon’s thoughts.
However, he thought it was because Sergio had no reason to lie.
There have been some bad things lately, but he is still an escort knight who has been with me for over 3 years. He doesn’t have the guts to do anything suspicious.
Priscilla brushed her doubts aside and she climbed into her carriage with Sergio.
Soon, movement began with the voice of the coachman.
…
Silence fell for a moment.
Sergio was usually taciturn, and Priscilla was not the type to talk too much.
Even now, the road to Milius’ grave. Of course, the atmosphere is bound to be heavier. Priscilla was lost in her thoughts as she gazed blankly at the scenery passing by through her window.
‘Why did he leave without saying hello?’
She was worried that Gaon might have intentionally avoided it. That’s also because the ugliness she showed in her last meeting with him is still vivid.
It was a nuisance even to himself, but he must be terrifying. Maybe her aunt was tired of her housekeeping.
Her worries continued until the carriage arrived in front of Milius’ tomb.
After 30 minutes, the vibration of the carriage stopped and Priscilla, who got down there, moved to the tomb, led only by Sergio, the escort knight.
Even in this place where the people of the Barrymore family are enshrined, the tomb of Milius exists in the deepest place.
When she arrived there, Priscilla received her bouquet from Sergio, which she had prepared in advance, and set it down in front of her tomb.
“It’s been a while, Milius. Only one month? Are you bored? I’m sorry her mom should have come to see you sooner.”
She knows that these words will not reach her child. But she continued to speak to her as if it were in front of her.
After that, the personal story continued. Couldn’t you bring up the topic of revenge and the cause of the accident to Milius?
After talking to herself for over 10 minutes, she paused her words for a moment and closed and opened her eyes.
“Millius. Her mom is doing well So I hope you have a good time there too. … I won’t cry today Mom has to be strong too. See you later then. I’ll be right back.”
Up until last month, she had been weeping loudly for several hours at Milius’s tomb and then returning exhausted.
But I thought I wouldn’t do that anymore.
Because that would only be a nuisance to Milius.
Priscilla said her brief goodbye, wiped the water from her eyes, and turned around.
“Sir Sergio. Then go back now.”
“… Yes.”
Sergio, who had put his hand in her arms and was lost in thought, followed Priscilla.
As she passed by her grave, a thought suddenly came to her and she looked around her and asked.
“But Sir Sergio. Where is Gaonkyung? To not show her face here either. I’m a bit sad.”
Although she behaves rudely, it hurts to avoid it so blatantly.
When Priscilla asked, Sergio stopped her.
“Do you want to see him that way?”
Chilly voice. Harsh tone.
She was surprised at the reaction, which was completely different from the one she knew, and turned around to see Sergio with a hardened expression.
