After I Died, My Husband Went Mad [EN]: Chapter 144

The interrogation seemed to be progressing smoothly. It had been a few days since Sebelia last used her special ability, so she fumbled a bit, but she quickly regained her touch.

Going back a little further from the last memory she examined, Sebelia’s body tensed.

As the blue light spreading beneath her feet grew denser, the number of illusions began to increase.

“Bella, aren’t you overdoing it?”

“I’m still okay.”

She was quickly skipping through useless memories. Sebelia frowned and lowered her hand that had been on Nathan’s shoulder.

“This is…….”

The newly appeared figure was facing Nathan from the past, wearing a hat pulled low. As Sebelia tried to approach for a closer look, the person slightly raised their hat.

Dehart muttered lowly at the face revealed beneath the brim.

“Loden Aldrite.”

Sebelia turned her head in surprise. The apothecary [pharmacist], who had been watching the situation while leaning against the wall, also flinched and looked at him.

“Loden, as in, that…”

“It’s the person you’re thinking of.”

Dehart’s former physician and the one who created the illegal truth serum and supplied it to the Weden family. Currently, he was one of the key figures detained in the Inverness mansion because Silas had blamed everything on Nathan.

Sebelia’s eyes shone coldly as she looked at him. She took a breath and headed back to the side table behind Nathan, where the reports were placed.

Among the documents Dehart had brought were Loden’s interrogation records. These were contents not yet handed over to the Public Security Bureau, brought in case they would be helpful for today’s interrogation.

Sebelia found the document that recorded the days Loden came to the capital. It seemed they met periodically, about every three to four months.

‘Good. Then.’

It was the moment Sebelia was about to turn around to examine Nathan’s memories again. She felt a dizzying sensation and a feeling of weakness in her knees.

“Uh…….”

The wall, which had been standing straight, tilted crookedly. In the midst of it, Sebelia was momentarily puzzled to see the sun flashing.

When she came to her senses, it wasn’t the sun but Dehart’s eyes.

“Ah.”

As Sebelia looked up at him, Dehart silently checked her complexion and took her temperature. While his warm hands scanned her forehead and cheeks, Sebelia just stared blankly at him.

“I guess you won’t listen if I say let’s end it here today.”

His voice, falling softly, was filled with worry and a faint smile. Fortunately, her condition didn’t seem too bad.

Instead of nodding, Sebelia blinked, and he sighed, pulling her over to sit on the plush sofa. The long sofa was a new addition, a piece of furniture Dehart had separately requested from the Public Security Bureau in advance.

“Then let’s take a break and continue. We have plenty of time today.”

After a while, Sebelia regained her strength. She coaxed Etira, who seemed restless inside her sleeve, back to sleep and got up from her seat.

“I’m okay now.”

Sebelia stood in front of Nathan and placed her hand on his head. It was an attempt to increase accuracy since she didn’t have much strength left.

Soon, a radiance as beautiful as the Milky Way enveloped the two. A cool-colored light, like diluted blue paint, swept through the room, illuminating the darkness outside the tower through the small window.

Thud.
A dull sound, unfitting for the sacred scene, echoed. Sebelia reflexively turned her gaze to find the source of the sound.

It was Nathan.

“……!”

The moment her eyes met his blue eyes, which were glaring at her, her body froze. Her hand on his shoulder remained as still as if it had been petrified.

‘No, that’s not right.’

Sebelia realized Nathan was holding her hand. The sound of something snapping a moment ago was the sound of Nathan’s restraints breaking.

‘How on earth……!’

Cold air rushed into her mouth, which had opened in shock. Nathan stood up and raised his remaining hand towards her.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye. Sebelia gritted her teeth and gathered her remaining strength. Her intention was to bind him with illusion magic.

But then, a familiar voice rang in her ear.

“Bella!”

Just as the sight in front of her turned black, a roar echoed through the room. A dull noise like someone being hit and a suppressed groan. The next moment, she found herself in someone’s arms.

“Are you alright?”

It was Kehill. Turning her head to look at Dehart, she saw him subduing Nathan.

“This bastard dares to do this to……!”

For some reason, Nathan was holding his own against Dehart.

‘What’s going on?’

Nathan didn’t seem to be in his right mind.

“Sebelia, Sebelia!”

It was chilling to hear him constantly calling her name while breathing roughly.

“That, right now.”

“I think it would be best to take cover for now.”

Kehill calmly evacuated Sebelia towards the door. Dehart couldn’t even afford to pay attention to the two of them.

“Kill, I’ll kill you!”

Nathan’s target seemed to be only one person, Sebelia. He was slammed against the wall by Dehart, his nose broken, but he never stopped glaring at her.

“Take her away immediately!”

The golden eyes were fierce and savage, like a beast encountered deep in the mountains. Sebelia was supported by Kehill as they approached the door. While he opened the door, Sebelia was planning to pull the tripwire.

“Uh…….”

“Is something wrong?”

The tripwire was cut in the middle. Sebelia was about to ask Kehill in a flustered face what had happened, but she froze.

He was already very close to her. She felt a sense of unease from him, who was smiling quietly with a distance of only a palm’s width away.

“Is there anything I can help you with, Miss Bella?”

The voice whispering in her ear was chilling. The green eyes were now shining with a blue light.

Kehill burst into laughter.

“You always had a good sense.”

‘This voice is……!’

“Shh, let’s be quiet. I’m also embarrassed that things have turned out this way.”

It was a time that lasted only a few seconds. But for Sebelia, it felt like a thousand years. She saw the syringe in Kehill’s right hand and the fake skin dangling from his neck.

Before she could call Dehart, the glittering tip of the syringe plunged towards her neck.

“Bella!”

A man’s voice cut through the darkness like the sun. After the world spun around, Sebelia barely opened her eyes.

“De, Dehart.”

“Damn it. I had a bad feeling. I should have killed both of them from the start.”

Dehart said, trembling, as he hugged her.

“If something had happened to you, I……”

A heartbreaking groan flowed out instead of tears. It was truly a stroke of luck that he was able to save Sebelia. While pushing Nathan, he saw Kehill trying to inject a syringe into Sebelia through the window.

It was a sight that made him want to lose his mind. He summoned lightning as fast as he could and threw it at Nathan’s body, then immediately turned around and slammed Kehill into the wall.

“Dehart, look over there.”

Sebelia, who had barely calmed down, pointed to the dented wall. At the place her fingertip pointed, Kehill, who had revealed his true form, was sprawled on the floor.

“……It was Father.”

His identity, with all the fake skin peeled off, was Silas Weden. Sebelia couldn’t continue speaking, trembling with contempt and anger, and Dehart got up from his seat.

“I’ll take care of this place, so you go back to the mansion.”

“Yes? Wait a minute.”

Dehart tried to open the door as it was, but it was no use. Someone had locked the door from the outside. Soon, Dehart, grinding his teeth, was about to summon lightning and tear the door down when—

A chilling sensation brushed against her neck. She sat down abruptly and turned her head in shock.

Nathan, who had regained consciousness at some point, was holding a syringe in his hand and rushing towards Dehart. The speed exceeded the realm of ordinary people, and Sebelia could not stop him at all.

No, it can’t be!

There wasn’t even time to shout. Sebelia moved instinctively. She squeezed out even the strength she didn’t have and tried to create a blue barrier, but failed.

And the reaction swept through her body. A pain as if her lungs were being squeezed arose.

“Heok……!”

Dehart turned his head at the groan and soon found Nathan. Sparks flew in his golden eyes, and the two men began to fight in a tangle.

“Keuk……!”

Dehart, who had already exhausted his strength once, was gradually being pushed back by Nathan. Even without that, Nathan was not in a normal state.

Swollen muscles, red eyes, blackened skin, and hard veins standing out on his muscles. At a glance, he looked like he had undergone some terrible experiment.

“Die, die, die!”

Lightning no longer seemed to work on Nathan, who was only shouting the word ‘die’ like a child who only knew one word.

“Euaaaa!”

In Sebelia’s vision, Nathan, who had been struck by lightning, was seen slamming Dehart against the wall in perfect condition. Bang, bang! A roar continued and the wall collapsed.

Bang-! Bang!

Outside, colorful fireworks were exploding, beautifully coloring the black sky. Sebelia then realized that the fireworks were swallowing the noise of the tower.

Under that beautiful sky, someone was dancing in a splendid palace, and someone was struggling to survive.

“Dehart!”

At that moment, something blue passed by her. Sebelia raised her body, which seemed about to collapse, and widened her eyes. And she screamed silently.

What was flying like an arrow towards Nathan was Etira.

There was no time to catch her. The small bird flew quickly. Soon, as Etira spread her wings, a strong light radiated in all directions like an explosion.