This Time, To The Believed Path
Rage

Five days after exiting the Orzxenberg maze, Forde finally arrived at the Grandall residence. With a flowering feeling on his chest, he waited for the figure of Leana who came to greet him.

But until the moment he entered the mansion, the figure of his wife could not be found. His feelings became unpleasant.

Forde asked Albert who was taking his coat.

“Albert, where is my wife now?”

Albert slightly flinched before replying. He slightly lowered his head, making Forde astonished.

“Mrs Leana is currently at Alphiella.”

Forde's expression darkened immediately.

“What?”

“Madam Leana was supposed to be home today, but until now she hasn't returned."

An uneasy feeling grew in Forde's mind. He felt an unusual bad feeling.

"Did you get a message from him?"

"The lady told me that if she was late, she might arrive tomorrow."

Forde is getting uncomfortable.

"Ck, not that. Is there nothing else?"

"Sorry, my lord."

Forde could not calm down if he did not see Leana. This has never happened before. Even in his mission, he had never felt as restless as he was today.

Something was not right, but he did not know what it was.

Is his habit getting worse? Or is there another reason for his current condition?

Albert looked worriedly at his master who was frowning.

"Sir, what are you going to do?"

Forde breathed heavily.

"I want to rest. I'm not hungry so there's no need to prepare anything."

"I understand."

Forde went to Leana's room. Upon entering the chamber, flaming flint automatically illuminates the room.

The cold aura he felt had already told him that the space had not been in place for some time.

A sense of loneliness began to envelop him.

As the two got closer, Forde could not bear to part with Leana.

He walked over and sat down on the bed, watching Leana's bed with a sad expression.

Her hand

Suddenly he felt his earrings getting hot. As he touched it, the unpleasant feeling he felt returned in his mind and grew stronger.

"Leana…?"

Forde gritted his teeth. He immediately moved out of there and walked towards the main door.

Albert who passed by him immediately exclaimed to his master.

"Marquist! Where are you going?!"

"I'm going to go get my wife."

Albert jerking.

"But soon it looks like a rainstorm is coming! So how about you go tomorrow–"

"Albert, don't have much to say and take care of Grandall during my departure."

Albert stopped following Forde and fell silent on the spot. With a heavy heart he greeted her.

"I understand. Please be careful on your journey, my lord."

When Forde got to the front, he found Iscan had prepared with his horse and his own.

Seeing this made Forde become unsettled and he began to feel anger in him.

Without giving any explanation, the two began to go to Alphiella without spending much more time.

Slowly the rain fell until it became heavy.

***

The journey they do without stopping makes the trip some of these become a trip of only a few hours.

The moment they reached the front of the Alphiella gate, the protective magic that enveloped the area of the mansion blocked the two.

Originally Iscan pulled out his sword which was still spiked by magic, but Forde had already pulled out his axe first and forcibly destroyed the magic.

Regardless of who would come to him, he ran to the main door and opened it violently.

BAM

Those in the main room were shocked as the door opened violently.

Initially they were prepared to take a position to attack but due to one of their principles to understand who their opponent was, everyone stopped and started to freeze on the spot.

The figure they had recently encountered came back in front of them with a sinister but different aura to what they knew.

Forde's wet figure holding an axe in his hand looks like a serial killer entering the house looking for victims.

Knowing what happened to their contractor a few minutes ago already made them all pale.

This time they felt unable to escape death.

"My wife…"

They gasped as a heavy tone came out from their guest, Marquis Forde Grandall.

"Hurry and tell me where my wife is now!"

None of them moved. More precisely they were very afraid of facing Forde compared to facing even giant monsters.

Not getting an answer, Forde became increasingly upset.

"Curtain!"

Without waiting, he immediately moved his feet towards the second floor and planned to open every room in that place.

When Forde reached the second floor, Arcan came before them.

"Marquis, what are you– for"

"I'm here looking for my wife who's not home."

"Sir, the madam is currently busy. What if you rest in one of the rooms."

"I don't have time for that! From the moment I set foot back at Grandall my feelings were already uneasy and unsettled! So now I hope you show me where my wife is right now!" Forde said he was holding back his anger.

Arcan swallowed heavily. The aura Forde released was so dangerous that his instincts continued to ring to him.

Iscan who was behind him just fell silent and looked at Arcan as if demanding an explanation.

"Where's Hardie now? I didn't see it since we came here." Ask Iscan.

Arcan with a calm expression replied.

"He is with the lady right now."

"Is that so? Then quickly call him–"

"no need. I've had enough of your bullshit." Cut Forde.

He resumed his steps down the hall until he could find where his wife was.

He ignores how Arcan and several servants try to stop him. Even Iscan was unable to maintain his composure.

Forde stared at a slightly open room. From there he could feel something calling him.

As he walked there, Arcan grew increasingly panicked and Iscan forcefully stopped him.

When Forde opened the door, a familiar smell of blood could be found. Unlike before, the smell was too thick that he could not hold back his anger any longer.

Especially when he found the figure of his wife lying with a pale face.

Everyone in the room was shocked to see his arrival and unable to speak until Forde finally opened his heavy voice.

"What the fuck…"

He walked to Leana's side and looked at her weak figure unconscious closely.

Forde stared intently at what was in the room. A murderous glint kept coming out from his eyes.

"EXPLAIN WHAT REALLY HAPPENED TO MY WIFE NOW!!"

The temperature in that place instantly fell so deep that those who were unable to take their eyes off the Forde figure now lost sensation in their legs.

They did not know whether their feet were actually staring at the ground or not.

Adde, regardless of his clothes, gathered courage and walked in front of Forde.

"Marquis Grandall's…"

As Forde turned his head and met Adde in his shadow uniform, he grew dark.

"Aahh. It turns out you're apparently…"

Adde clenched his mouth several times. He continued to rack his brain in order to explain the situation to Forde.

"Sir, let's talk in the other room."

"You think I can leave my wife when she's in this state the first time I've seen her in 3 months?"

"The lady has been treated by a doctor as well as the witch Alphiella. I also don't want to disturb the lady who is resting to recover herself. So I beg your understanding, my lord." Say Adde with a bow.

Forde gritted his teeth and looked back at his wife anxiously.

With a feeling of unease, he also chose the advice that Adde gave him.

"Do it quickly. I can't leave my wife for too long."

"Thank you very much, my lord."

Adde walks Forde to the next room to explain everything.

In his departure, Adde tells Corrian, Celitta, Alscan and Hardie to look after Leana.

Forde also sees Leana one last time before disappearing with Adde.

The abandoned Iscan immediately pulled Hardie's collar violently and dragged her to speak elsewhere.

Alscan who was very shocked and panicked by the state that was going too fast was trying to bus himself with healing magic.

***

Now Forde and Adde are sitting face to face in a room that has been spiked by soundproof magic. There would be no one outside that room who could hear them.

Forde who was silent waiting for Adde gave his explanation impatiently.

"You... You're the one who helped me in the Orzxenberg maze, aren't you?"

"You are absolutely right, my lord." Adde replied without hesitation.

"Aren't you Grand Duke's man? What are you doing here?"

Adde closed his mouth doubtfully. He devised the right answers and decisions to give to Forde.

What to tell? What and how?

Adde continued to rack his brain nonstop. As he felt unable to remain silent any longer, he had finally decided.

"Sir. I'll explain who we really are and what really happened to the mistress."

Adde strengthened his fist.

"I hope you can trust what I'm going to tell you."

Forde's view on him grew so heavy that he felt unable to breathe.

“Tell me. Everything.”