My Dream is to Get My Own House - Chapter 54

Episode 54

“No.”

He roughly slapped his cheek.

He seemed quite displeased.

Instead, I tried to calm him by swearing at the fortune-teller.

“She says Dylan has dirty desires and an obsessive attachment to me. That’s ridiculous.”

He muttered lowly into my ear.

“I’m not a bad person.”

Then he removed a strand of hair from my neck and whispered as if brainwashing himself.

“I am merely a virtuous knight and husband to Ishael.”

After hearing his words, I felt calm.

“Well, Dylan… How about we conduct an experiment?”

“An experiment, you say?”

“….?”

“I understand.”

Before I could say anything, he slowly took off his suit jacket.

His well-built physique was revealed under the fitted shirt.

I swallowed my saliva and asked, “Why are you suddenly undressing?”

Of course, I didn’t mind.

“Ishael mentioned that she wanted to conduct an experiment on me… It was an attempt to do what we couldn’t do on the day the blue door appeared.”

Dylan’s ears turned red in an instant.

I quickly fixed my gaze on the fortune-teller’s front door.

“It’s not like that. I just have an experiment in mind involving that fortune-teller.”

I felt a strange energy when I entered that house.

That’s why I heard stories about this fortune-teller before the regression.

“A fortune-teller who has an unusually large amount of herbs, is full of gem-like trinkets, and burns strange candles.”

I couldn’t be sure yet, but there was something that caught my attention.

So, an experiment targeting this fortune-teller was necessary.

At that moment, Dylan clenched his jaw and muttered to himself.

“I thought the experiment would only be conducted on me for a year….”

“…Me?”

Am I sounding too much like a mad scientist!

“Lady Diana and that fortune-teller. Let’s conduct an experiment on both of them.”

“Both of them…?”

“Yes! Both of them!”

Surely, one of them must be lying.

I knocked on the closed door again.

“I’ll come in for now!”

First, it was the fortune-teller’s turn.

—

The fortune-teller heard the sound of her knocking, but she had no intention of coming out.

After kicking out Dylan and Ishael and being left alone in the house, she had been sulking the whole time.

“Dylan is not the kind of person you’re making him out to be!”

Ishael, you fool!

I said it for your own sake!

And you don’t even know how wicked that guy is!

She sulked in his thoughts and suddenly stood up, holding her chest tightly.

But strangely, one side of her heart started itching.

“Hu, hack. W-wait a moment.”

She clutched his heart and hastily stood up.

“What… what’s happening?”

In order to calm her suddenly racing heart, she took deep breaths.

Her vision became blurred in an instant.

At that moment, a foul smell started to emanate from her nose.

“What on earth is this…”

Instinctively knowing that she had to go where the smell was coming from, she hurriedly tried to open the door.

However, her physical condition deteriorated faster.

By the time she had the door half-open, she collapsed to the floor, writhing in pain.

A familiar voice reached his ears.

“As I suspected.”

“Hee-hee. What’s happening?”

Ishael, looking at her blurred gaze, laughed like a demon.

She was shaking something in her hand.

It was a powerful Peridot necklace imbued with the divine power.

Suddenly, her vision cleared up.

“You… aren’t human?”

She staggered back as if frightened.

“Get out! No, I’ll get out!”

Ishael whispered sharply into the back of her head, as if to discourage her from fleeing.

“Are you trying to run away? Do you think I haven’t figured out your true identity?”

The fortune-teller stiffened her body.

Ishael smirked and checked the awakening bracelet on her wrist.

<????? 80%>

The awakening rate was already at 80%.

As far as she knew, there was only one being whose awakening rate significantly increased after contact.

Ishael shrugged her shoulders at the fortune-teller, who had stiffened her body.

“I have what you desire. Let’s be close.”

“Forget it! I don’t trust humans! Never!”

Poof.

The fortune-teller’s body disappeared quickly.

In such a way that no one could grab her, she vanished like smoke.

Ishael held her pounding chest as she looked at the spot where the fortune-teller had disappeared.

“If I could just get my hands on that fortune-teller, it would be perfect.”

She would be able to expedite the awakening process.

Above all, ‘that’ had the ability to discern wicked powers and make true prophecies.

If she could only obtain that fortune-teller, she could expose the true identity of the fake Diana.

Naturally, the probability of finding the real Diana would also increase exponentially.

Ishael traced the trace of her disappearance and muttered to herself.

“I must capture her.”

Normally, at this time, one would be tearing their hair out, wondering, “What should I do?”

But Ishael was different.

She knew exactly what the fortune-teller desired.

Ishael quickly tore a piece of paper from inside the fortune-teller’s house and began writing.

“Dear Claude, I have a request.

I want to meet Lady Diana directly.

To be precise, how should I meet her…

And what should I prepare…”

… This is how the memo started.

Anna, who had become Diana, was receiving royal treatment within the Saboia Tower.

Duke Saboia had not officially declared her as “Lady Diana” yet.

However, the council of elders had made the declaration.

So everyone had no choice but to acknowledge it.

Not only Duke Saboia but also the people of the ducal mansion had been waiting for Diana for a long time.

The elderly butler was always expressionless.

But upon hearing the news of Lady Diana’s return, he raised his handkerchief and even wiped his eyes.

The few remaining maids and servants were also buzzing with excitement at Diana’s return.

“We remember Lady’s childhood. How adorable you were.”

Thinking of the lively and lovely Diana, they smiled happily.

“I really wanted to meet you. For a very long time.”

“Our Lady, our most beautiful Lady in the world, has come.”

Diana lifted her hair as if the gossip from them was nothing.

“When will you arrange my debut? As a noble, I should have a debutante ball.”

“Oh, yes. Let me check!”

As Diana was scanning through the social registry brought by the head maid, she pointed to someone.

“Hmm, how about this person?”

“Oh, that’s Lady Aurelian, the wife of Viscount Orlean. We are not very familiar with her family…”

The head maid made an awkward expression.

“No? But I am Diana, right?”

Diana held absolute influence within the Saboia family.

Simply breathing made everyone flutter.

Countless people imitated her cuteness by just batting their eyelashes.

“Well, alright then.”

If Diana wanted something, they had to grant it, even if it seemed impossible.

Diana arrogantly raised her chin.

“I have one. I want to see Sharp Long often. Diana doesn’t know much about etiquette.”

“Yes, understood.”

The head maid left with the registry.

Diana enjoyed her time alone in the reception room, sipping tea.

No matter how she thought about it, she really liked it.

Drinking the delicious tea, she heard the maids whispering through the slightly ajar door.

“Seems like the Duke prefers Ishael over Lady Diana.”

“Helic said he would support her, didn’t he?”

The more she heard the conversation, the tighter she gripped the teacup in her hand.

“Lord Claude almost always accompanies Ishael!”

“That’s understandable. She’s so smart. She even mastered magic, and she helped the Duke too. She’s amazing.”

There were all sorts of infuriating discussions, but the mention of “support” bothered her even more.

Diana had returned, and yet she wanted to support some insignificant person as a patron?

And that Claude, who used to fawn over her, was with that woman.

Ishael was supposed to be so smart?

Anger surged within her in an instant.

“Do they prefer someone other than their real granddaughter?”

How dare they even think such a thing?