I’m Trying to End This Possession - Chapter 139
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Chapter 139
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“Thank you for your help, Your Majesty.”
Dana barely managed to offer her greetings with a pale face.
“I shall take my leave now.”
As she turned to leave her seat.
Dana was startled. Justio had grabbed her forearm.
Dana let out a short gasp at that steel-like strength.
“Ah.”
Immediately his grip loosened, then fell away completely.
“Your Majesty?”
Did he just grab me? She asked, unable to believe the momentary contact.
“Your Majesty, do you have more to say?”
Justio chose his words in silence for a moment, then finally let out a low sigh.
“Please return home with Ignis de Windsor.”
“Pardon? But he has a meeting with Your Majesty…”
“It’s finished. We’ve talked enough, and I’ve decided to accept Duke Windsor’s request and grant a pardon.”
“…”
“So please accompany him.”
Talked enough?
That couldn’t be. It seemed like only a minute or two had passed?
However, Dana soon understood his intention.
‘He thinks Lyos is going to try something.’
Her mind went cold.
That’s why. That’s why he’s assigning Ignis to her.
‘Right. Lyos wouldn’t let me go quietly.’
Just moments ago, he had tried to kidnap her in front of many people.
If the Emperor hadn’t appeared, she would surely have been dragged away by Lyos and imprisoned somewhere.
Would such a deranged man just sit idle and let her return home quietly?
‘Not a chance.’
He would surely try to kidnap her even if it meant using force.
To prevent the divine trial from happening.
Justio was thinking the same thing, which is why he was sending Ignis right away.
The Emperor couldn’t very well assign his own Royal Guard to her.
If it looked like the Emperor and Crown Prince were in full opposition, it could spark into an imperial civil war.
“Then.”
Justio’s gaze fell. He turned his body.
“Return home safely.”
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Bang!
Lyos returned, kicking the office door as if to break it.
Count Cedric, who had been waiting, jumped up from his seat.
“Your Highness…”
Lyos’s fierce, storming footsteps came to a halt.
Inside the office. Former Emperor Wilhelm was sitting on the sofa, waiting.
“You’ve come, Crown Prince.”
“…What brings you here again?”
He paused his steps for a moment, but that was all.
Lyos passed by the Former Emperor and slumped into his desk chair. His fingers fumbling in the drawer soon found their target. A thick black cigar.
“I heard news that a divine trial will be held, Crown Prince.”
“Is that so.”
Puffing out smoke, Lyos replied indifferently.
“And so.”
“I wanted to say congratulations on the broken engagement.”
“There’s nothing to congratulate.”
Lyos stared at Former Emperor Wilhelm as if glaring, answering with emphasis on each syllable.
“I will never break my engagement with Danae.”
“Then you should have kept your purity.”
Wilhelm mocked with a face that found it utterly ridiculous.
“You broke your engagement vows last night and now refuse the broken engagement?”
Lyos’s jaw instantly hardened.
Wilhelm sprang up from the sofa and walked toward Lyos with heavy steps.
“Last night, I came to your bedroom to have a conversation with you, but turned back around. Because you were having such a good time with your second fiancée.”
Bang!
Wilhelm placed his hand on the desk and leaned toward his son.
“You were breaking the purity clause.”
“…”
“Break the engagement quietly. If you don’t, I’ll become a witness and stand in court myself.”
Lyos’s pitch-black eyes instantly grew darker like the abyss. Raising his deeply sunken gaze, he ground out lowly.
“You’d better not do that.”
Sensing the threat, Wilhelm burst into hearty laughter. Then he snatched the cigar from Lyos’s mouth.
“Insolent brat.”
He pressed it firmly onto Lyos’s hand.
“So very insolent.”
Sizzle. The skin burns at the cigar’s end.
Wilhelm ground out the cigar on his son’s hand while continuing calmly.
“A mere black crow dares to babble, Lyos. Do you want to be whipped like when you were young?”
Count Cedric watched the scene with a face gone deathly pale.
However, Lyos’s expression showed not the slightest waver. As if this kind of abuse was all too familiar.
Disgusted by that stubbornness, the Former Emperor clicked his tongue and tossed the cigar into the ashtray.
“Break your engagement with Danae Windsor quietly. If you don’t, I’ll come forward as a witness.”
And he smiled, glancing at his son’s hand that had been burned in a circle.
“You should get along well with this father of yours, Crown Prince.”
“…”
No answer came until the end.
Judging that he had backed down in fear, the Former Emperor smiled with satisfaction and left the room.
Click. As soon as the door closed, Count Cedric hurriedly approached.
“Your Highness, are you alri—”
“How many Shadows can we mobilize right now?”
Lyos cut off Cedric’s words.
“Pardon?”
“Shadows we can use right now. How many.”
Count Cedric’s face hardened when the Shadows were mentioned.
The Shadows were not the Crown Prince’s personal guard.
No, they weren’t even soldiers.
They were human weapons.
“Most of the Shadows are scattered across various regions. The number we can mobilize right now is probably about two or three…”
“Order them to attack Danae Windsor’s carriage.”
“Pardon? Your Highness!”
“Use whatever means necessary.”
Lyos spoke like a sigh, rubbing his eyes with his burned hand. His voice was weary.
“Bring Dana to me.”
Count Cedric hesitated for a moment before speaking.
“That’s impossible, Your Highness.”
“What?”
“Lady Danae Windsor is traveling with Ignis de Windsor.”
“…”
Lyos’s expression hardened. Then he readily admitted.
“I see. If that bastard is by her side, it would be impossible to take her by force.”
Thank goodness. He’s regained his reason. Just as Count Cedric felt relieved.
“Then send the shaman.”
An even worse order was given.
“Pardon? Your Highness, but!”
“No arguments. Send that savage tribe shaman.”
Lyos looked at the cigars piled in the ashtray.
The cigars that barely kept him sane.
Without those cigars, Lyos wouldn’t have been able to endure the magnificent terror, the enormous anxiety, the endless restlessness.
Without those savage tribe cigars that temporarily numbed those emotions, absolutely not.
He absolutely couldn’t have endured the fear carved into his very soul.
And now he needed the shaman who made these cigars for him.
This time it wasn’t because of the cigars.
“Ignis de Windsor has lost his memory now, hasn’t he.”
He knew better than anyone about the discord between Ignis and the Windsor Family.
He also knew that Ignis had his memory extracted and was now a blank slate.
“Then show him. What Windsor did to that bastard.”
Lyos smiled coldly.
“Tell him to restore that bastard’s memory.”
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Inside the returning carriage.
Dana asked Ignis.
“Lord Ignis, do you happen to know how to shoot a gun?”
“Don’t know.”
“I heard you were excellent at martial arts.”
“Don’t remember.”
“Really? Nothing at all?”
“Yeah. Don’t know.”
Ignis spoke curtly and closed his eyes.
“It’s annoying, so don’t talk to me.”
Dana suppressed the sigh that was about to escape.
This is a disaster.
‘The Emperor didn’t know this either.’
Since it was a brief meeting, he probably didn’t know that Ignis had even forgotten how to shoot.
Ignis, who had lost his memory, seemed to have forgotten even his renowned martial arts.
‘So if something happens, I’ll have to handle it myself.’
The only thing she could rely on was her own weapon.
Silver revolver, .44 caliber, 7-shot. With just this— no, wait.
Where are we?
Her thoughts were suddenly interrupted by the dense trees passing by outside the window.
They had taken a different route.
“Hey!”
Dana shouted toward the coachman outside the carriage.
“I should have requested to avoid this route, so why on earth did you come this way?”
The coachman was driving the horses to a different location than what was agreed upon.
‘Why are we going into the forest!’
After being attacked in this forest before, Dana hadn’t used this route.
Of course, that time it ended up being Ignis’s self-directed play, but this time was different.
‘Lyos might really attack!’
She had to get out quickly. Dana pounded on the wall where the coachman was.
“Hey! Can’t you hear me?”
The coachman gave no response. He was ignoring her.
Could he have been bribed? Or—
“What are you making such a fuss about.”
Ignis opened his closed eyes and asked as if annoyed.
“The coachman seems to have taken the wrong route, but we can just turn back. Why are you shouting like…”
His words were cut short.
Dana had suddenly lifted up her skirt.
A pistol was smoothly drawn from the leather holster tied to her snow-white thigh.
“Hey. Hey!”
Ignis recoiled in shock, pressing his body against the backrest.
“Are you crazy!”
“What?”
“You, what kind of noble lady exposes her, her thighs so, so casually like that!”
“…”
How absurd.
Since she didn’t have the luxury to worry about that, she checked the other revolver stuck in her opposite thigh. She carried two guns because it was difficult to load bullets in emergency situations…
“Huh.”
A strange groan was heard.
And thud, Ignis twisted his body so violently that the seat shook. He had stiffened completely and turned his whole body away from her.
“…”
Dana was dumbfounded. Even Ignis’s nape and earlobes were bright red.
Is he acting like this just because he saw a bit of my thigh?
‘That’ Ignis?
That shameless man who casually pleasured himself in front of me, looking into my eyes?
‘He’s like a completely different person.’
Thanks to this, Dana was certain.
This person right now was not the Ignis from before.
Only his crude speech and rude attitude were similar.
He didn’t know how to shoot, didn’t know martial arts, and didn’t even know about women—he was an incredibly naive man.
So there was no way he could be of help.
“Lord Ignis.”
Dana checked the bullets in the cylinder.
“If anything happens, please stay behind me.”
She had gained Viego’s cooperation in exchange for taking responsibility for Ignis.
So she had to protect him. Somehow.
“Do you understand?”
Then Ignis slowly turned his head with a frown, like someone who had heard something utterly absurd.
“What bullshit.”
“If a crisis situation comes, just stay behind me.”
Dana declared with her own sense of solemnity.
“I’ll protect you.”
Was it absurd? Ignis looked at her with a face that seemed at a loss for words.
But there was no time to explain.
“—!”
Neighhhh!
The sound of horses crying out loudly could be heard.
The carriage swayed up and down as if it had stopped abruptly. Dana’s face crashed into Ignis’s chest with a thud.
‘Ow!’
Her nose stung and her vision flashed.
What kind of person has a body like a stone!
“Hey, are you okay?”
The moment Ignis grabbed Dana’s shoulders to help her up.
Crack, the carriage door was torn open.
“Lady Danae Windsor.”
Cold air flowed in.
There was nothing more to think about. Dana pushed Ignis’s large frame behind her back and raised her gun barrel high.
“Good after—”
Before the greeting could finish, Dana had already fired.
Bang!
However, the bullet was blocked by a translucent barrier.
‘Shamanism?!’
Thud, the bullet bounced off. In the direction it came from, toward Dana’s face—
The bullet was coming back.
That split second seemed to flow slowly. The bullet gradually, toward me, closer, flying and…
‘I’ll be pierced through.’
At the same time she thought that, suddenly, a hand reached out from behind and blocked her view.
“…”
Gulp, Dana swallowed.
She blinked.
Right in front of her nose, Ignis was clenching his fist tightly.
The moment she realized it, drip drip, blood flowed down his hand like a stream.
Did he just… catch the bullet with his hand?
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