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I Kidnapped the Hero’s Women Chapter 185

The Sword that Cuts the Past (2)

“Kuhuhuhuhu…”

“Excuse me…”

“What is it?”

“My Lord, um… your laughter is rather unpleasant to listen to. Could you please restrain yourself?”

“…”

 

Sylvia was fidgeting like a restless dog in need of a break.

 

After much hesitation, she finally blurted out something ridiculous.

 

This girl… it seems like she’s desperate to get her pay docked again, more and more with each passing day.

 

However, since I was in an exceptionally good mood today, I decided to let it slide.

 

“Such disrespectful language in front of your master. It seems your mouth starts itching once your pay dock is lifted, and you’re due for your next salary soon.”

“No, it’s just… there’s an inevitable discomfort I feel… I apologize.”

 

[The Evil God ‘Kali’ nods in agreement, acknowledging the sentiment.]

 

What could possibly be the problem?

 

All I did was coat the contract I drafted with Julia in transparent wax, seal it in a document pouch that blocks light and mana, and store it in the Vermont family’s confidential vault.

 

It was merely a task that had to be done, yet here I am feeling wrongfully accused.

 

“Why are you treating a contract that is disadvantageous to you, my Lord, so preciously?”

“What does that have to do with anything? This contract is living proof that Julia likes me. When she tries to deny it later, I’ll take it out and show it to her.”

“Ugh…”

 

Why would I treasure this?

 

Sylvia clearly didn’t grasp the value of this contract, and I couldn’t help but feel irritated

.

Of course, on the surface, the contract appears legitimate, with all the necessary formalities and signatures completed.

 

However, if you scrutinize the details, it’s full of loopholes and vague clauses that can be interpreted in countless ways.

Crafting a perfect, airtight contract wouldn’t have been difficult, but that would have taken far too long, and Julia wouldn’t have fully understood the terms.

 

But the true value of this contract doesn’t lie in its legal efficacy.

 

What’s important is that the document records Julia admitting that she likes me so much that she wants to marry me in the future, though she’s worried I won’t wait for her since she’s not old enough yet.

 

Frankly, nothing else in the contract matters. It could all be erased except for that one statement.

 

Such a simple reason, yet Sylvia, unable to understand even this, stared at me in shock.

 

That, that, that… how dare she look at her master with such eyes?

This girl has been pushing all the wrong buttons lately.

 

“Sylvia. You’re going on a trip.”

“Excuse me? Where to?”

“Next week, there’s a collaborative exchange with Archduke Richard of the North. Our personnel will be participating in the regular demon realm exploration, and you’ll be leading them.”

“Wait, are you sure? Even to the Demon Realm?”

“No, I’m not going.”

“…?”

 

Sylvia tilted her head in confusion, taking a moment to process my words.

 

Then, as realization dawned, her eyes widened in shock.

 

“Are you saying I’m to go to the Demon Realm by myself!?”

“Not alone. The city’s garrison and staff will accompany you. What on earth did you think I said?”

“So, in short, you won’t be coming, my Lord.”

“That’s correct.”

“W-without you by my side, my Lord, I… I…”

 

Sylvia approached me, trembling, struggling to speak, but then she suddenly checked her demeanor, halted, and straightened her posture.

 

“Understood. I will carry out your orders.”

“…”

 

She bowed her head as she spoke.

 

On the surface, she appeared to have regained her composure, but as she turned her head, I caught sight of her biting her lips so hard they were about to bleed.

 

‘As expected. Her dependency on the sword hasn’t lessened; it’s only grown stronger.’

 

Sylvia could no longer wield magic without the sword crafted by Jacob.

 

Initially, she tried never to leave my side, but recently, I had hoped she had become less reliant on the sword.

 

Clearly, I was wrong.

 

While she no longer needs to be right next to me at all times, she still feels secure only within seconds of distance where she can draw her sword and fight.

Perhaps this worsened after discovering that the sword has the ability to cut through her past.

 

“Originally, you were skilled in unarmed combat. Now that you’ve gained some mana, you should be able to combine it with magic to easily deal with monsters.”

“Well, um…”

“Speak.”

“I think I’ve forgotten how to use magic without the sword…”

“…”

 

Sylvia hung her head in shame, mumbling her confession.

 

The seriousness of her report exceeded my expectations, leaving me momentarily speechless.

 

She had once been capable of casting magic without a staff or sword.

 

To think she could no longer use magic without the sword—it meant she had become entirely dependent on it.

 

“Still, I don’t think I should leave your side, my Lord—”

“Yuri will be here. With her, the mansion will be plenty safe. You won’t even need to step in yourself. Take care and have a safe trip.”

“…Understood.”

 

Sylvia turned away with the forlorn look of a drenched puppy. Her expression resembled someone who had lost all her weapons and means of defense.

 

Yet in reality, she could still singlehandedly take down dozens of fully armed Vermont Security personnel with her bare hands.

 

That someone like her could lose all confidence without one sword—it was almost pathetic.

 

‘That sword Jacob made is a curse, not a blessing.’

 

Initially, I thought it was just a weapon with some minor drawbacks to compensate for its overwhelming power.

 

Sylvia’s physical abilities improved dramatically, and she could even momentarily exhibit the strength of a Sword Master.

 

But over time, its benefits diminished while its drawbacks grew more pronounced.

 

Sylvia was growing stronger while holding the sword, yet weaker when she let it go. If this isn’t a curse, what is it?

 

‘Jacob, what on earth have you created…’

 

I rubbed my temples, feeling the stress creeping in.

 

A weapon with overwhelming power but an equally overwhelming curse—how is that not just another demon sword?

 

And to think this hideous-looking Super Super Strong Sword was supposed to be a blessing…

 

Sylvia’s seemingly flawless sword harbored a grave curse.

 

At this rate, Sylvia would become someone who was nothing without her sword.

 

She’d be perpetually powerless unless she had her hand shoved into my life and grasped her weapon.

 

To prevent such a situation, I sent her to the Demon Realm exploration.

 

At the very least, she wouldn’t be able to show weakness in front of her subordinates and would have to put on a strong front, even if it was just bravado.

 

But this was only a stopgap measure, slowing down the freefall of her confidence.

It was far from a fundamental solution.

 

No matter how I looked at it, the only way for Sylvia to return to her former self was to get rid of that sword…

 

‘But there’s no way. No way at all.’

 

The problem was that a solution still eluded me.

 

I had tried every method at my disposal, but separating the sword from my body was impossible.

 

Destroying the sword while it was in Sylvia’s hands was equally futile.

 

‘Why me? Why on earth me?’

 

At this point, the fundamental question began to resurface.

 

Why did it have to be me?

Why did Sylvia’s sword end up absorbed into my body?

 

And what exactly was the function of severing the past?

 

It wasn’t something I could control consciously, and it triggered randomly.

How was I supposed to use such a power?

 

While the specs of the Super Super Strong Sword had been meticulously analyzed, much about Sylvia’s sword remained a mystery.

 

In fact, there were more unknowns than knowns.

 

In the midst of these uncertainties, only one thing was clear: this sword was designed to make Sylvia grow stronger.

 

At least, according to Jacob, that was the case. But now, I was beginning to suspect Jacob had made a mistake.

 

How could shaving away Sylvia’s confidence and increasing her absolute dependence on a weapon be called “growth”? It made no sense to me.

 

‘Maybe I should talk to her when she gets back. From now on, we might as well stop using this sword altogether…’

 

It was time for decisive action.

 

If Sylvia’s sword was doing more harm than good, the only logical conclusion was to separate her from it.

 

While she couldn’t wield any other weapon because of her bond with the sword, she could still rely on her unarmed combat skills.

 

Rather than leaving her in this precarious state where she was bound to the sword, it might be better for her to walk a new path as a martial artist.

 

Of course, Sylvia herself would resist at first, but I’d take the time to persuade her when she returned.

 

 

Several days passed since I made that decision.

 

Then, unsettling news arrived at the Vermont estate.

 

[A massive mana storm has erupted in the Demon Realm. Some soldiers are trapped in an underground cavern within the Demon Realm.]

 

It was an ominous report.

 

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I Kidnapped the Hero’s Women

I Kidnapped the Hero’s Women

용사의 여자들을 납치했다, 저 빌런 아닙니다
Score 7.4
Status: Ongoing Type: , Author: Released: 2024 Native Language: Korean
I’ve possessed the mid-boss who tortures the protagonist and receives true education. Am I crazy? How dare I do such a thing to the person who is supposed to be the protagonist? I even planned to treat all the protagonist’s friends hospitably…   “Everyone, wait for me! I will definitely become stronger and come to save you!”   Oh. Running away.

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