I’m Trying to End This Possession - Chapter 102

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Chapter 102

 

 

 

 

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Billod Lancaster knew Noah Windsor.

In the past, his younger brother Justin Lancaster had mentioned him.

 

“Noah Windsor, that guy is incredibly prickly.”

 

He said they had been roommates sharing the same room since their freshman year.

 

“But surprisingly, his innocent side is cute. He’s a decent guy.”

 

Yes. That’s what Justin had said.

With a smiling face, with eyes full of affection.

‘My brother thought of you as a close friend.’

But how could you kill my brother?

Just because he bought nude paintings of your sister? You killed my brother for such a trivial reason?

“Drop your gun!”

Suppressing the urge to shoot him dead right away, Billod Lancaster shouted.

“Noah Windsor!”

The murderer was Noah Windsor.

The trap set by Karl Windsor and the police working together. He had fallen right into that snare.

Noah Windsor had put a bullet through the head of the military cadet who came out to buy Danae Windsor’s paintings.

“Stop! I’ll fire!”

But Noah didn’t stop. He even fired his gun once more.

‘Yes. Don’t stop, you bastard.’

Billod aimed his gun barrel at Noah’s head.

“I’ll fire in 3 seconds! 3!”

Keep holding that gun like that.

“2!”

Because only then can I kill you!

“1!”

And Noah Windsor still didn’t drop his gun.

Billod pulled the trigger.

Bang! An ear-splitting gunshot echoed through the cathedral. And…

‘Huh?’

And nothing happened.

Noah Windsor didn’t die.

“What the.”

A police officer watching from the side let out a strange groan.

“Why is the bullet over there…”

The bullet was embedded in a pillar far to the side of Noah.

As if it had hit something and changed direction.

‘No, that can’t be.’

That couldn’t be possible. Billod aimed once more. He fired.

Bang!

It was the same this time. The bullet fired at Noah went astray to a completely different place.

But this time, Billod noticed.

The moment he fired his gun. Almost simultaneously, a gunshot rang out from somewhere else.

‘No way.’

A ridiculous realization suddenly hit him.

‘Someone intercepted my bullet?’

No way. That couldn’t be possible!

Billod gritted his teeth and carefully aimed at Noah’s head.

Bang bang bang bang!

He fired repeatedly at Noah, but it was the same this time. All of them, every single one, without exception every bullet changed direction.

By then, the other police officers began to realize what was happening.

That there was a sniper intercepting the bullets Billod was firing.

“What is this…”

Someone groaned in a completely terrified voice. Intercepting bullets. They had never even heard of such a thing.

“Don’t panic! There’s a sniper in the cathedral! Scatter and find them immediately!”

Just as Billod was shouting while suppressing his anxiety.

Bang!

“Aaaaah!”

A bullet embedded in Billod’s hand. Thud, his gun fell.

That was the beginning.

“Aaah!”

“Ugh!”

Gunshots erupted like flames and bullets poured down like rain. They struck precisely into the police officers’ hands, making them drop their weapons.

“St-stop!”

“Where!”

“Where are they sniping from!”

“Hide, aaah!”

Screams continued endlessly. The police officers fell into panic. The sniper was targeting precisely only their hands, only the hands holding weapons.

So hitting their heads would be very easy.

When everyone was gripped by such fear.

“Aaaaah!”

One police officer collapsed clutching his shoulder.

Near the neck. Right below the face. He had been sniped in an area where a slight graze could be life-threatening.

“Aaah, aaaaah!”

Was it the sniper’s mistake? Or was it intentional?

Either way, it was clear that had become the signal flare.

“R-run!”

“Get out of the cathedral first!”

The police officers began fleeing from the cathedral in terror.

They were trying to escape the sniper’s attack range, and it was the wisest response in this situation, but.

“Come back immediately!”

Billod shouted at them.

“Where are you going! Come back right now!”

There was no way they would return.

Eventually, left alone, Billod gritted his teeth while clutching his throbbing hand.

And.

Noah Windsor was watching him as if he found it very amusing.

‘Bastard.’

That snapped the thread of his reason.

“Who is it!”

Billod shouted.

“Just what kind of bastard are you!”

He yelled toward the hidden sniper.

“Who the hell is doing this! Come out right now!”

Even while doing so, his mind was spinning rapidly.

He had to provoke them. Only then could he detect their presence.

The sniper was definitely Noah’s accomplice. Someone who was angry for the same reason as Noah—

Right. Someone angry about Danae Windsor’s nude painting.

“What’s so special about some nude painting that you’re making such a fuss!”

So Billod exploited that point.

“I don’t know what’s so great about her body that drawing her naked causes such an uproar! Just because people worship her as some saint, does she really think she’s a saint?!”

Hahahaha, he deliberately burst into vulgar laughter and shouted loudly.

“She’d probably do better working as a courtesan! She’d definitely be very popular!”

The next moment.

Finally, Billod caught it.

Creak—

‘Above!’

Billod forcefully raised his head toward the high ceiling. And he froze completely.

A monster was hanging from the ceiling.

No, no. It wasn’t a monster.

It was a person.

Hanging from a massive chandelier with one hand, aiming a gun with just one hand—that figure was definitely—.

‘Ah.’

Eyes like sinister ghostly flames.

The moment their eyes met, murderous intent rushed over him like a tidal wave, and Billod’s mouth fell open. Goosebumps rose all over his body and his pupils dilated greatly.

He thought he should run, but his legs wouldn’t move as if they were rooted to the ground.

No— there wasn’t even a moment for that.

The figure had already fired the gun.

Bang!

I’m going to die.

The moment he thought that, someone stepped in front of him.

A broad back blocked his view.

Staring blankly at that back, Billod swallowed his saliva. Thump thump thump, his heart beat as if it would break his ribs.

He thought he was going to die. No, he would have died.

If this man hadn’t stepped in front of him, certainly.

“This is enough.”

Speaking words that might have been directed at someone, the man slowly turned around.

It was Viego Windsor.

He lowered his cane with the bullet embedded in it and spoke calmly.

“Stand down, Inspector Lancaster.”

Billod stared at Viego in a daze.

Did he just block a bullet with his cane?

How sturdy must that cane be, no—

Is that even possible?

‘Monster.’

But there was an even worse monster above his head.

Billod couldn’t bring himself to look up again. As if there was an evil spirit there, terrible fear washed over him.

“I will escort Noah Windsor to the court myself.”

Viego said quietly.

“So please stand down now.”

Billod Lancaster had no choice but to nod his head.

He didn’t even think it was humiliating. There was no more anger. He was simply afraid.

 

“Windsor is a monster wearing human skin. Don’t carelessly make them your enemy.”

 

His father’s words from long ago had been right.

‘Monsters.’

They couldn’t be human.

Monsters wearing human skin. They were definitely monsters pretending to be human.

 

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Dana, who had sent Karl to the cathedral, headed to the estate.

Fortunately, Viego Windsor had returned.

Viego didn’t ask many questions. As soon as he heard the information she provided, he headed to the cathedral.

Thanks to that, Noah Windsor returned safely.

To be precise, only his life was safe.

 

 

Noah Windsor was arrested.

The evidence was all too clear. A corpse was also found in his dormitory room.

And what was found in his room wasn’t just a corpse.

Someone was discovered in the bedroom where his former roommate Justin had lived.

A man with his tongue cut out, bound in shackles.

It was the missing artist, Bazelan Caravaggio.

Noah readily admitted to all the crimes.

With this, a fierce trial began in court.

“That bastard must be executed!”

The families of the military cadets he had killed rose up in outrage.

They were all from prominent noble families, and even included the Lancaster family, whose head was the current army commander.

“He brutally murdered the military cadets!”

“He killed my son! He must pay with death in kind!”

Public opinion leaned toward executing Noah Windsor. Calling him an extremely vicious criminal, a madman who killed his own friends.

However.

“Well.”

Now that the Emperor was absent— Crown Prince Lyos Grants, the Empire’s highest authority, reacted indifferently.

“It doesn’t seem like your sons’ lives were particularly precious either.”

“Crown Prince!”

“How can you say such a thing!”

At this, Crown Prince Lyos scattered documents to the bereaved families.

“This is….”

“Read it. These are evidence documents submitted by the Windsor family.”

The faces of the bereaved families who read the documents turned deathly pale.

It was recorded in detail that the military cadets were members of a secret club, that they had purchased paintings that insulted Danae Windsor.

“As you all know, Danae Windsor is my fiancée. Yet it seems your precious sons were masturbating to pictures of my fiancée.”

When the Crown Prince spoke with cold sarcasm, everyone froze.

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