Chapter 13

Unlike the condemned Lindsey, Mikhail received the respect of the noble family all in one.

Anyone who witnessed his astonishing power had no choice but to pledge allegiance to him.

The transcendent being most powerful in the empire.

That was Mikhail.

As Lindsey grew up, she realized how foolish it was to equate herself with him.

Lindsey thought Mikhail was fair to everyone. Fair, indifferent.

“But that was also my misconception.”

Lindsey lowered her eyes.

She remembered when he told her never to return to the  Marqueste again.

“Never come back.”

Among the people in this household, there was no one who liked Lindsey.

‘It’s almost like he’s on the brink of a rampage.’

Mikhail’s condition was far from normal, as Lace had described.

“Aaaargh!”

Mikhail screamed.

The ferocious aura emanating from him was enough to make Lindsey’s fingertips tingle.

But Lindsey wasn’t the only one who felt it. Laces wore an uncomfortable expression in response to Mikhail’s aura.

Lindsey stared at Mikhail.

Numerous knights surrounded Mikhail. They subdued him as if they were facing a monster.

‘Even with restraints, he’s still this powerful.’

Even the knights renowned from Kesion Marquisate were resentful of Mikhail, who was being restrained.

Thinking about how a typical transcendent being couldn’t move while restrained, one could grasp just how powerful Mikhail was.

‘In Korean terms, would he be considered an S-rank esper?!’

Considering the level of guides here, Lindsey speculated on the kind of suffering Mikhail had endured, possessing power similar to an S-rank esper.

Lindsey approached Mikhail closely. Raysis, who had been beside her, looked at her with a tense expression.

“Give up. Even if you’ve awakened sacred power, it’s been only a short time since your awakening.”

“…”

“With that sacred power, you can’t heal Sir Mikhail.”

Lindsey ignored Raysis’s words and stood in front of Mikhail.

Only then did she speak.

“What if I can’t heal him?!”

“…”

“What if I can’t heal Mikhail right now and prove my worth?! What will happen to me?”

Lindsey knew how foolish it was to ask Raysis this question now.

“The Marquis won’t leave me alone.”

In the past, Lindsey begged Azhet not to abandon her to save her own life.

If she returned to the Marquis as worthless after divorcing her, the Marquis would never leave Lindsey alone.

“But what if I run away?”

If she did, they would catch her by any means necessary and make her pay for daring to run away. He was that cruel.

Raysis had no rebuttal to Lindsey’s words.

“From the start, I didn’t have a choice. Either marry Azhet Redian and live a life of torment, or be disposed of.”

That would’ve been the case if she hadn’t experienced Han Ji-yoo’s life.

“That’s…”

Raysis gritted his teeth at Lindsey’s words.

And unknowingly, he obstructed the relationship between Lindsey and Mikhail.

“Step aside.”

Lindsey said firmly as she passed Raysis. As Lindsey approached, the knights who were restraining Mikhail looked at her with bewildered eyes.

“Dirty blood…?”

“How on earth did you get in here?”

At that moment,

The fierce gaze of Mikhail met Lindsey’s eyes.

“Mikhail Dweisi.”

Mikhail’s face contorted at Lindsey’s call.

“Lindsey… Kesion?”

Even amidst suffering from the power of the goddess, he heard her words.

His mental fortitude was astonishing. And Mikhail’s movements began to intensify.

The knights tried to subdue him, but it wasn’t enough.

“What on earth is this! Don’t provoke him.”

The knights prevented Lindsey from approaching Mikhail.

Raysis seemed to be watching the situation without intending to help.

“Stop. You won’t be able to reach Sir Mikhail. It means don’t be arrogant.”

“…”

“Father, I’ll talk to him again….”

But he couldn’t continue.

For some reason, memories of the past surfaced. The image of young Lindsey crying and pleading with him.

“I didn’t steal his belongings.”

“Brother, please trust me just once, please…”

What did he answer back then?

“I’m sorry, but I won’t trust you anymore.”

“You’re not my sister anymore.”

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‘I’d be lying if I said it didn’t scare me.’

Lindsey’s fingertips trembled slightly.

Although she spoke to Raysis as if nothing was wrong, she couldn’t help but feel fear approaching Mikhail.

Even a momentary mistake could have led Mikhail to kill her.

The knights restraining Mikhail were gradually losing ground.

“Darn it, when will Lady Sylvia arrive?”

“We need a priest, we need a priest!”

The knights seemed to have no attention to spare for Lindsey now. They were alarmed by Mikhail’s increasingly violent movements.

“Aaargh!”

Finally, one knight fell. Fear spread across their faces.

While contacting the temple, there weren’t many priests capable as  Sylvia. They might only arrive after Mikhail went berserk.

The knights froze in fear, allowing Lindsey to approach Mikhail easily.

“You… leave…”

“You always tell me to leave. Do you hate me that much?”

“…”

“Well, it doesn’t matter.”

Lindsey frowned as she looked at Mikhail. It was astonishing how she maintained her composure.

For some reason, seeing him reminded her of a certain man.

Lindsey had definitely experienced a similar situation before.

“I’m fine, so run away.”

Lindsey twisted her lips.

Before guiding, she would always get lost in sentimental feelings.

‘I miss Korea…’

Thinking of him in this situation.

Lindsey had an intuitive feeling that she would also collapse after healing Mikhail.

But she had to heal Mikhail.

‘To escape from my destiny.’

An angry energy surged as if it would tear her apart any moment. Then it happened. Mikhail, who had been struggling to maintain his composure, seemed to lose consciousness.

The color faded from his pupils, and his eyes turned pitch black.

It was a complete rampage.

At that moment,

Lindsey grabbed Mikhail’s hand.

Warm energy began to emanate from her fingertips.

A brilliant light filled the underground dungeon. The dungeon fell into silence. It was so quiet that even breathing was barely audible.

Raysis and the knights stared at Lindsey in awe. Mikhail was being healed.

His pitch-black pupils began to regain their color.

The sight of Lindsey healing Mikhail was almost divine. Warmth passed through the wounded transcendent being like a wounded animal.

The pained expression on Mikhail’s face gradually relaxed.

Some of the knights who were witnessing the scene, too extraordinary to describe in words, forgot to close their mouths and stared at Lindsey.

The first to come to his senses was Raysis. He quickly approached Lindsey and spoke.

“Are you really healing Sir Mikhail…?”

Raysis couldn’t finish his sentence.

Lindsey staggered and collapsed.

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From early morning, Sylvia was getting dressed.

Not long ago, when Lindsey left home, she had hired thugs. After all, there was no way for Kesion Marquisate to prepare a carriage for Lindsey, and Lindsey would end up going to Kesion Marquisate alone, looking like a beggar.@@novelbin@@

She planned to make Lindsey feel miserable through the hired thugs.

‘It may be impossible to kill her, but no one will care if she breaks an arm or two.’

Even if Lindsey was injured, Crain wouldn’t protest against her.

‘But why?’

Sylvia bit her nails anxiously. Her plan had gone awry from the beginning.

For some reason, Lindsey didn’t go to Kesion Marquisate alone.

Bianca Rosette had even brought Lindsey to Kesion Marquisate. Was that all?

‘Is it because of her sacred power?’

Sylvia’s eyes turned fierce.

She heard that lowly Lindsey had manifested sacred power. And the person she had healed was Bianca Rosette!

It meant Lindsey’s sacred power was comparable to her own.

‘Even with recently awakened abilities, she’s that powerful? It’s unbelievable.’

It was logically impossible. Manifesting sacred power beyond adulthood.

‘There’s no way the goddess would grant such power to that wretch.’

She heard there were many witnesses among the transcendent beings, but Sylvia believed the rumors were exaggerated. Lindsey manifesting sacred power could be true.

But Bianca’s condition couldn’t have been that serious.

‘The wretch just has good luck.’

Just because Lindsey awakened sacred power didn’t mean there was no way to punish her. Sylvia knew her worth well.

She couldn’t dare compare herself with a lowly mongrel and its worth. And she had a very fine weapon at her disposal.

A weapon as powerful as any, the mighty sacred power.

‘It’s proof that I’ve been chosen by the goddess.’

T/N: There is a word similar to Azhet in our language its Aziyat it means Bedevil / it means to torment or harass etc and every time I translate its the exact same thing that comes to my mind and the inlaws are doing the same