The Monster Duke Mistook Me for His Wife

Chapter 53

A bridge connecting the main castle to the east tower.

The snow that began to fall before someone knew it, wet Ria’s cheek.

If I cross this bridge, I can finally meet Nathan.

‘That owl isn’t here. It is locked up in the east tower.’

Just as she was relieving tension by pressing her cold fingertips, a large hand covered the back of Ria’s hand.

“I have contacted Harris, it will be fine.”

“Is it?”

“Yes. And if it is Nathan, surely it will pull the hair of the kidnappers while waiting for Miss Ria. Or scratching their faces or pecking at them with its pointed beak.”

“… You seem to know it well?”

“No once or twice it got me.”

Dillian twisted his lips and laughed furiously. That laugh that isn’t laugh.

“I know because I have been through it the most. They won’t be able to touch it easily.”

His words began to warm the hand which had been stiff.

Ria felt a gentle pat on her hand and gave it strength.

“Thank you. I might be still crying if Sir Dillian is not here.”

“If you feel thankful, can you give me a prize then?”

“If it is something I can give you.”

“I promised.”

Dillian slowly raised his firm hands.

Dillian bent his eyes at the innocent eyes that knew nothing.

Does Ria know, that she just came into the beast’s mouth on her own foot?

‘Nathan, there came the day when you’re useful in my life.’

Dillian, who deceived Ria naturally, hid his insidious intentions and buried his lips on her hand.

Ria’s hand trembled at the warm and soft touch.

Dillian pressed his lips hard as if stamping on the back of Ria’s hand, and raised his eyes to meet her eyes.

“I will look forward to it. Wife.”

The red eyes bent seductively.

At that moment, there was a loud warning in Ria’s head.

Dillian took the lead before withdrawing.

“Well, then I will have to do something to be praised by Miss Ria."

Baang!

Arriving at the destination, Dillian kicks the door without hesitation.

Then the corroded door snapped.

“Nathan…!”

But there was no one there.

“He definitely said it’s here…”

Behind Ria who is panicked, a mean voice teased her.

“Did you believe it will always be there the whole time? You’re naive, Miss.”

“You!”

“Because those guys didn’t come back, I moved the place just in case, I’m glad I did then.”

That scar on the face. He was the one who kidnapped Nathan using a strange magical tool.

“You bastxrd! What did you do to Nathan!”

Moses’s eyes flinched as the accent-like curse bursted as soon as she saw his face.

“… I wonder who the owl resembles, so it resembled its owner.”

He clicked his tongue with a fed-up face. Ignored, as the heat that reached the top of Ria’s head, she shouted at him as if she were going to run.

“Shut up! Where’s Nathan?”

“Miss Ria, look over there.”

Dillian, who grabbed Ria’s waist when she was in the midst of excitement, motioned behind Moses.

Ria faltered back as the enemy began to gather one by one.

But behind her is a cold wall.

It was a beautifully set-up trap.

“Brother, why don’t you relax and drop your weapon?”

Dillian, who ignored Moses with an expression of ‘where is the dog barking?’ drew a sword.

“As expected, difficulties must be necessary to get Miss Ria’s prize.”

“… How big is the prize that you want so this hardship comes?”

“It’s a good prize that I could die for.”

With a refreshing smile that did not fit the situation, Ria forgot the reality.
 
Clang, clang!

A sharp sound brought her straight to reality.

Ria chewed her lips during the fierce battle.

Dillian blocked Ria’s way, as if he would not allow any intrusion.

Consistent and firm.

However, it was impossible to prevent the enemy’s attack in a limited space at the same time even if it was Dillian.

“Sir Dillian!”

On the white shirt that slowly turned red, Ria screamed his name.

‘Get a hold of yourself. Do something!’

Ria, who came to her senses with a strong bite of the soft flesh in her mouth, looked around for something that could be used as a weapon.

But all that was in this room was paper scattered on the floor, bookshelves, and wooden chairs.

What am I supposed to do with this!

When she was angry with herself, a phrase from the original story hit her head.

[Aina manipulated the tree by raising the divine power inside her. Then a firm branch stretched out in all directions and overpowered the opponent.]

A technique that can only be used by those with high purity and divine power.

It was a technique that only Aina, the only Saintess, and the High Priests could use.

But, if you have so much divine power, isn’t it something you can imitate similarly?

‘If I can’t, I will use it as much as I can. Make it work even if it doesn’t work!”

Anything, I wanted to help Dillian even by the smallest force.

Ria rolled on the floor to avoid the assassin running toward her.

‘What I’m aiming for, the bookshelf!’

And as if possessed, she moved it along with the voice that rang in her head.

Divine amplification.

At that moment, there was an explosive force inside her.