I’m Trying to End This Possession - Chapter 153

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Chapter 153

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Why is he hesitating so much?

 

Dana read some kind of fear in Ignis’s eyes.

 

There’s no need for that.

 

Really, none at all.

 

Dana wanted to relieve the burden on his heart.

 

So, she decided to help.

 

“Lord Ignis.”

 

Under her palm, below his chest, she could feel Ignis’s heart beating as if it would burst.

 

Watching him shudder with dizzying ecstasy from just the sensation of skin contact, Dana lowered her hand. Downward, like flowing water, and then…

 

“…”

 

She felt Ignis gasp and hold his breath.

 

Dana looked at his rigid jaw and recalled how he had masturbated in front of her before.

 

Those gestures, those movements, had been such a stimulating sight that they were still vivid before her eyes. Perhaps vivid enough that she could imitate them quite well.

 

“If you still think it’s not right…”

 

Feeling his breath becoming wildly tangled, Dana whispered. Her grip was burning hot.

 

“I’ll stop. So.”

 

Please tell me.

 

Anytime.

 

She said kindly.

 

But he was no longer listening. No, it seemed he couldn’t hear.

 

Panting like someone about to die, then at some point desperately chasing after her hand. Little by little as if he couldn’t bear it anymore, then at some moment becoming fierce like a gallop…

 

Finally, a moan that seemed ready to break burst forth.

 

Ignis’s nape trembled as he exhaled ragged breaths. His body, having experienced intense pleasure, was drenched in slick sweat.

 

Dana watched the scene with reddened eyes and suddenly pondered.

 

Was it unfortunate or fortunate for her that the target of her seduction was tremendously sexually attractive?

 

Then Ignis grabbed her wrist. He pulled roughly.

 

He no longer said anything. No, he seemed to have gone to a savage realm where he could no longer speak. Now his eyes blazed like flames.

 

Dana obediently let herself be pulled and closed her eyes. And she thought.

 

I’m not sure.

 

I’ll know after this night passes.

 

 

 

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“Colonel.”

 

On the path following Dana’s traces.

 

Lumiere hurriedly pulled the horse reins.

 

“Stop.”

 

Then the horse snorted roughly and reared up, kicking at the air with its front hooves.

 

It was startled. Because the opponent before them had appeared without any sign.

 

The man who had appeared so quietly that even a beast couldn’t notice looked directly at Lumiere.

 

“…”

 

Lumiere looked at his opponent without answering.

 

Just one person.

 

A figure wrapped in a pitch-black cloak from head to toe stood there, taking the pouring rain head-on. Yet rather than appearing precarious, he was intimidating.

 

“His Highness the Crown Prince has sent me.”

 

The figure spoke.

 

A roughly distorted voice. But it seemed like a voice he’d heard somewhere before.

 

“He has ordered your arrest for violation of military law.”

 

“…”

 

Though he couldn’t see the face, Lumiere knew who this was.

 

One of the Crown Prince’s shadows, no doubt.

 

The Crown Prince’s hunting dogs, said to be made into human weapons.

 

Rumors were rampant, but there were no witnesses. Because there had never been any survivors who lived after seeing their true form.

 

And to send such a shadow. The audacity of that will was so absurd it made him sneer.

 

“To notice so quickly. It seems His Highness the Crown Prince had a watcher assigned to me after all.”

 

“Please come with me, Colonel.”

 

“Please tell His Highness I’m sorry. I have someone I absolutely must meet today.”

 

“Are you defying the imperial command?”

 

“Yes, well, I suppose so.”

 

Lumiere smiled indifferently.

 

Having already defied it once, would a second time be difficult?

 

When Lumiere tried to pull the horse reins again.

 

“If you don’t come quietly…”

 

The shadow spoke slowly as if warning. The low voice rang clearly even in the heavy rain.

 

“What will you do?”

 

Lumiere spat out irritably, having grown somewhat tired.

 

He hadn’t thought he’d be able to just leave. He had already finished preparing for battle inwardly.

 

It wouldn’t be easy.

 

The Crown Prince’s shadows were the elite of the elite, carefully crafted in the Sanctuary.

 

And Lumiere’s injuries from the battle with the Barbarian Tribe hadn’t completely healed yet.

 

Who knows. Maybe, if his luck was really bad, he might die. Regardless, Lumiere had no intention of stopping.

 

However.

 

“The soldiers of the MacLeir Fleet will be punished in the Colonel’s place.”

 

However, he stopped.

 

“For failing to prevent, or rather abetting, their superior’s misconduct, they will be executed immediately at dawn.”

 

“…”

 

“Starting with those of the lowest rank in order, their heads will be cut off. First would be Riot Royvitz. The youngest soldier with the lowest rank. He married early and recently had a young son.”

 

“…”

 

“What can be done. An entire family will become unhappy for the crime of serving under the wrong superior. After Riot Royvitz comes Colton Pavlos. Then Howard Phillips, Frederick Everin…”

 

The soldiers’ names scattered one by one from the shadow’s mouth. The bleak voice wasn’t particularly threatening.

 

But Lumiere knew.

 

That this wasn’t a threat but a plan.

 

That the Crown Prince would really carry it out.

 

Lumiere smiled. As expected, Lyos Grants was not in his right mind.

 

“You use despicable methods. Secretly assigning watchers, threatening with the lives of innocent soldiers.”

 

“Go protest to him directly.”

 

“…”

 

Lumiere sighed and looked up at the night sky.

 

Had holes been drilled in the sky? Rain was pouring down like mad.

 

Tonight, he had abandoned a soldier’s honor.

 

In a proper naval battle, like some thug— yes, like an assassin as the Barbarian Captain had said, he had cowardly snuck in like a rat and assassinated enemy soldiers.

 

He hadn’t accepted the sailors’ surrender either. Because he couldn’t create witnesses.

 

Thanks to that, he achieved dazzling accomplishments in a short time, but this wasn’t a back alley fight.

 

This was a national battle fought in the Empire’s name, and so when this cruelty became known, victory would no longer be victory. It would transform into disgrace.

 

He had also disobeyed the Crown Prince’s orders. For a soldier whose principle was absolute obedience to superiors, it was like throwing away his life.

 

He knew.

 

That tonight he had lost so very much.

 

Not only that, but he would be unable to escape punishment in any way.

 

It was something he had done knowing all of this, and even thinking about it now, he truly had no connection to it whatsoever.

 

However, it was something that should end as his responsibility alone. His alone.

 

 

 

[I miss you.]

 

 

 

Was it because the cold rain was beating down on his head?

 

His coldly cooled reason finally created a question mark.

 

 

 

[I miss you so much I could die.]

 

 

 

That sweet sentence that had lured Lumiere.

 

Enchanted by it, he had come this far like a sailor bewitched by a siren. He had come, but.

 

Like a mirage, there was no one there.

 

Where did you disappear to, you who called me?

 

 

 

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Day broke.

 

Dana opened her eyes amid an overwhelming pressure that seemed to squeeze her entire body tight.

 

‘Can’t breathe…’

 

When she opened her eyes, sure enough, Ignis was holding her so tightly she might break.

 

Her face was buried in his solid chest and she was wrapped in his snare-like arms, unable to move an inch.

 

Dana very carefully pushed against his chest.

 

Was he in deep sleep? Ignis was pushed away smoothly without much resistance.

 

Dana crawled out of his embrace and sat at the edge of the bed. She thought she was going to die.

 

Not just now, but all through last night.

 

‘If you were going to do that, why did you refuse?’

 

It was so absurd she had to laugh.

 

She had achieved her purpose. Finally.

 

How refreshing it felt inside. Now there wasn’t even a single thread of worry left in her heart.

 

Dana gazed quietly at the face of the man who had saved her.

 

His face, touched by the pale morning sunlight, radiated a sharp aura even with his eyes closed. He was exactly like a blade forged with fierce intensity.

 

Was that why? It seemed like touching him would cut you. Not just his face, but his body that seemed to embody a war god was the same. His entire being was so overwhelming that just looking at him quietly made you feel intimidated.

 

Dana found it fascinating that such a massive person could become equally disheveled.

 

Dana rested her chin on her hand and gazed at him with quiet eyes. And she carefully wished.

 

‘I hope you don’t recover your memory.’

 

She hoped Ignis would never recover his memory.

 

It wasn’t just because of their ill-fated relationship.

 

Dana hoped he would forget what he had experienced in Windsor. For his sake alone, for Ignis.

 

Surely some massive wound to his soul had made Ignis fester.

 

She couldn’t know what that wound was, but she rather hoped he would never know either.

 

‘I also… like how you are now.’

 

Dana quite liked last night’s Ignis, the current Ignis. Had grown to like him. Enough to admire and watch his sleeping form like this…

 

But there was no time.

 

‘Let’s wash up.’

 

Dana first got up from the bed.

 

She went straight into the bathroom and turned the faucet, but no water came out.

 

Was the water valve shut off?

 

Dana hesitated for a moment, then picked up her clothes and put them on.

 

Her body was still full of yesterday’s traces, making her feel uncomfortable, but there was nothing she could do.

 

She put on her clothes and slipped out of the room. The moment she went down the staircase.

 

“…”

 

Dana’s eyes met with a man sitting in the lobby, staring intently at her.

 

It felt like cold sweat was flowing.

 

Was she mistaken? Or was it someone who looked similar?

 

When she couldn’t be certain, the man raised one hand high and waved it. He smiled brightly.

 

“Dana!”

 

It wasn’t a mistake. It wasn’t someone who looked similar either.

 

It was really Karl Windsor.

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