Chapter 380
After getting an explanation from the man, Irene thanked him and immediately returned to the log cabin.
She packed her bag and set out again right away.
[Youāre really going to go after him? If you just wait a few more days, Iām sure heāll get his memory back and come homeā¦]
Chomp-chomp said, munching on the remaining tomatoes as if he couldnāt understand her.
āThatās why Iām hurrying.ā
Since she had sent her magic power into him, there was a chance his memory would return even faster than expected.
āIf Cecilia is right in front of him when his memory returnsā¦ā
Ireneās expression hardened.
āHeāll kill her.ā
If Michael regained his memory and, in the confusion and shock, saw that woman, he would definitely do it.
Irene recalled the days right after the two of them had returned to the beginning.
They had to face Cecilia, who was always on edge and wary of them, over and over inside the Fortress.
On those days, Michael struggled terribly.
He had already killed Cecilia many times in the past. And it wasnāt just killing. He had done so in the most brutal, cruel, and painful ways.
The slaughter she saw in his fragments of memory was more horrific than any killing Irene had ever witnessed.
All those things existed now only in the memories of Michael and Irene, as if theyād never happened.
After they left the Fortress, on days when Cecilia was mentioned, Michael would be tormented.
Unable to control his anger, he looked as if he might once again be consumed by miasma at any moment.
And yet, because he didnāt want Irene to see him like that, he would curl up by himself instead of being with her.
Each time, Irene would ignore his pleas to stay away, go over to his side, and pull him into her arms.
And until morning, she would soothe him, whispering that she was alive.
āMichael has already killed too many people.ā
Irene didnāt want him to kill anyone else ever again.
And until now, that wish had been kept.
Even in the clashes that occurred while recovering artifacts, Michael would only subdue his opponentsāhe hadnāt killed anyone.
He had endured so well all this time.
āI canāt let that woman be the reason Michael suffers again.ā
And more than anythingā¦
āWho does she think she is, taking someone elseās husband?ā
Ireneās eyes flashed with anger.
She hadnāt even told him that the child was twins yet!
No matter if heād lost his memory, how could someone just take another personās husband so shamelessly?
āLetās go, Chomp-chomp!ā
Retightening her shoelaces, Irene marched forward with fierce determination, ignoring Chomp-chompās grumbling, āWhy meee!ā
* * *
Michael looked around the room he was in.
He had come to a large city over the mountains from where the log cabin had been. And of course, he was in the most luxurious-looking inn in the city.
The room was filled with gold decorations, to the point that there was nowhere to rest his eyes comfortably.
āHaaā¦ā
With a sigh he felt heād repeated a thousand times, Michael thought of the woman who had brought him here.
āShe introduced herself as Princess Cecilia.ā
She claimed she and Michael had once been very close, and that he had granted her many favors in the Fortress.
But the moment he heard those words, Michael instinctively knew.
āSheās lying.ā
That woman was lying.
Even so, there was a reason he had followed Cecilia here.
Michael rubbed his forehead with his hand.
From the moment he saw Cecilia, his emotions had begun to whirl violently.
It felt like facing the filthiest corruption in the world.
And that feeling churned his mind, causing memories of the past he couldnāt recall to surface.
In one fleeting fragment, he was heading to the Fortress with a heavy heartā
To the grand banquet hall, on the Contract Night.
The memory shocked Michael.
Not only had he gone to the Fortress, but he had also been searching for a Purifier.
He couldnāt dismiss the memory as meaningless. From the moment he recalled it, he could picture the entire layout of the Fortress, despite never having been there.
That was why Michael followed Cecilia.
He was certain that by being with her, he would be able to recover all of his memories very quickly.
And once he got his memories backā¦
āā¦Irene.ā
He muttered her name without thinking, then quickly covered his mouth in surprise.
Because the moment his memories returned, he naturally thought that he must go to her immediately.
Knock, knock.
At that moment, there was a knock at the door.
āCome in.ā
No sooner had he spoken than the door opened and Cecilia entered, holding a tray.
āNormally, she would have sent Wilhelmina to do this.ā
Cecilia glanced at the teapot.
She absolutely had to get what was inside it into Michael.
* * *
At the same time.
āAll set.ā
Irene fastened the bracelet she had taken from her bag and clenched her fist.
It was time to go get her husband.
