Chapter 64

How to Tame My Beastly Husband — Chapter 64. Infiltration (1)

“Ahhhh!!!”

Annette was so startled, she nearly fainted. The statue inside the tomb was moving, as if the angry Goddess were about to smite her for her intrusion. Annette crouched on the floor with a scream, her eyes white with fear.

Step by step, the statue approached and leaned over her, and she felt an unearthly horror as the shadow of death loomed over her head. Terrified, Annette looked up at it with tear-filled eyes.

The statue laughed.

“Sorry! Sorry, dear customer, it seems I got a little carried away.”

If that husky voice had been a color, it would have been a sparkling red ruby. It was impossible for her not to recognize it. Annette stared at the statue, bewildered.

“Ra, Railin?”

At first, she couldn’t tell because it was so dark, but now she could clearly make out his face. Annette sincerely wondered what on earth he was thinking in that twisted mind. Who the hell would expect to find another person in such a ghastly place, disguised as one of the cemetery statues. The lunatic. Railin grinned. His face was covered with bronze paint.

“I didn’t expect you’d be so surprised.”

“Of course I was. You almost gave me a heart attack.”

As her shock faded, anger filled the void. Annette had never been so frightened in her life, and though she tried to gather herself with haughty dignity, she hardly looked threatening with tears still streaming from her cheeks. Railin’s smile widened.

She’s so adorable…

The woman Railin knew was always serene, with the dignity of a noblewoman. Impeccable elegance. An enigmatic smile. That was the face Annette showed the outside world, and despite his particular tastes, Railin had enjoyed that mask very much.

Her tearful face was even more exhilarating, because it revealed her real emotions. He couldn’t help but smile at this glimpse of her true nature, even if it made him a sadist.

Chivalrous now, Railin held out his hand.

“We don’t have much time. You must get up.”

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Annette took his hand, rising. Wiping the tears from her cheeks, she was quick to regain her usual serenity, but there was still an edge of anger in her voice.

“Don’t do that again, Railin. I’m a little anxious. If that happened again, you might find yourself with a corpse to conceal.”

“That would be a hassle. I have never enjoyed such labors.”

Annette disliked his bright smile. If he had shorter legs or fat belly, maybe she would’ve noticed something off about the statue, but Railin was so naturally statuesque she had never noticed the deception, even though all he had done was paint his skin. In the dark, he blended into the cemetery too well.

“Enough of your jokes,” she said. “Did you bring the clothes you promised?”

“Of course. Here.”

Railin opened the lid of one of the sarcophagi in a nearby crypt, pulling out the uniform of an Odessa priestess, and a ceremonial mask. The intricate embroidery on the uniform made it difficult to counterfeit. Annette took these items, wondering how he had acquired them so quickly. Then her expression shifted to one of distaste.

“Oh, I’ve kept them in the sarcophagus, so they will smell strange,” Railin explained. “Please understand.”

“…Yes. It’s okay,” Annette replied reluctantly.

The uniform looked clean, but the fabric wafted a peculiar musty smell. But now was not the time to complain. Stepping into a separate chamber of the crypt, she changed her clothes and came back out.

“How do I look?”

With the hood on her head, Annette had to tilt her head back. In the white uniform, her elegant face shone like a star in the darkness. Railin smiled in satisfaction. Even without a mask, she looked more holy than any of the priestesses ever could.

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“Is the alibi prepared as well?” She asked anxiously, clutching the mask in her hand. She had asked him to prepare an excuse for her escape, in case something went wrong, and of course Railin had prepared it in advance. He smiled, approving of her caution. Annette was checking every last detail.

“Of course. No one will expect our client to be in that place at that time. Everything is prepared perfectly.”

“That’s a relief. You’ve done an excellent work.”

“My work is the best in Deltium, isn’t it? Now then, shall we get going?

“Yes. I’m ready.”