I’m Trying to End This Possession - Chapter 174

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Chapter 174

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Part 2

 

 

 

 

 

Lumiere Roland opened his eyes. And immediately realized.

 

‘Another nightmare.’

 

For the past few months, he had nightmares without fail every single day.

 

Though he couldn’t remember the content of the dreams at all.

 

Still, the reason he was certain they were nightmares was because he always woke up feeling a sticky pain in his chest. Just like right now.

 

Lumiere sighed and sat up.

 

“Lumiere.”

 

Did she wake up because of that? His wife reached out her hand.

 

“Did you have another nightmare?”

 

“I’m fine.”

 

Answering briefly, Lumiere swung his legs down from the bed. His wife seemed about to get up as well, but.

 

“Sleep more.”

 

Lumiere pressed down on his wife’s shoulder and made her lie back down.

 

“I’ll just go get some fresh air for a moment.”

 

Leaving those words behind, Lumiere stepped out onto the terrace. As he breathed in the cold night air, the chest pain seemed to fade a little.

 

He put a cigarette in his mouth and lit it. As he was smoking for a while like that, the terrace door opened and his wife came out.

 

“Are you alright, Lumiere?”

 

Lumiere smiled bitterly and stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray.

 

His wife was kind as always. Gentle and warm.

 

And annoying.

 

‘It would be better if she just left me alone.’

 

Does thinking this make me a bad husband?

 

“Lumiere, I’m worried about you.”

 

“I’m fine. Don’t worry.”

 

His wife approached and stood beside him. Then her blonde hair glimmered faintly under the moonlight. Perhaps because of that. It almost looked like pearl color too.

 

“Lumiere.”

 

“Yes.”

 

“Could it be that you’re having nightmares because of that?”

 

“That being…”

 

“Lumiere, you lost part of your memory a few months ago.”

 

It was true.

 

About 10 months ago from now.

 

Lumiere had developed memory problems.

 

From what he heard, he had fought dozens of demon worshippers.

 

He used the phrase ‘from what he heard’ because he couldn’t even remember that.

 

Recklessly, he had single-handedly attacked the demon worshippers’ stronghold in the capital, and succeeded in killing them all.

 

However, in the process, he was affected by strange sorcery and lost part of his memory—that was the personal physician’s conclusion.

 

‘Why on earth did I do that.’

 

Lumiere couldn’t understand himself.

 

Why on earth did he do that?

 

Why did he attack the demon worshippers’ capital stronghold alone?

 

At that time, he was no longer even a soldier. So there would have been no obligation to step forward and fight the Barbarian Tribe.

 

During that period, he had been discharged from the military.

 

He had taken off the navy uniform he had been so proud of.

 

Not only that, but he had left the Windsor Family and transferred to the Roland Family. He became a minor duke.

 

Why on earth did his past self do that.

 

He couldn’t remember anything.

 

Not only had several years of recent memories disappeared entirely—most importantly, part of his memory was damaged.

 

There was someone he absolutely couldn’t remember, and that was his cousin Danae Windsor.

 

His memories of Danae Windsor had completely vanished.

 

He heard they had been quite close, but he couldn’t remember anything. Really nothing at all.

 

‘If I could have seen a portrait, maybe I would have remembered something.’

 

However, the Windsor Family had the strange tradition of not leaving portraits for generations.

 

Perhaps because of that.

 

Even when he received news that his cousin Danae Windsor, whose face he didn’t know, had died, he couldn’t feel any emotion.

 

Because he couldn’t remember.

 

But whether he suffered from memory problems or not, the world kept turning.

 

Lumiere soon let go of his attachment to his lost memories. And did what he had to do.

 

Such as his duties as Minor Duke Roland.

 

Such as his political marriage with Princess Ingria.

 

And such as sending gifts for the soon-to-be-born baby to his younger sister Alice, who was about to give birth.

 

“Lumiere?”

 

At that moment, a voice calling him brought Lumiere out of his thoughts. Ingria was looking up at him with eyes full of concern.

 

“Instead of that, I wish you would try treatment one more time.”

 

Ingria suggested hesitantly.

 

“You’re leaving for the Sanctuary tomorrow anyway.”

 

“…”

 

“I heard the Sanctuary has miraculous energy… Isn’t there a way to find your lost memories there?”

 

“Well.”

 

Lumiere smiled as if troubled.

 

“Unfortunately, I don’t think there will be time for that.”

 

“That’s true, I suppose. You’re going to find your younger sister.”

 

Lumiere held back a bitter laugh at those words.

 

There was another shocking fact, which was his suddenly appeared younger sister.

 

‘To think I had another younger sister.’

 

A few days ago.

 

His grandfather, Duke Roland, made a shocking announcement in front of the family members.

 

That Lumiere actually had a hidden younger sister.

 

That she had been sickly since birth and had been recuperating at the Sanctuary all along.

 

Fortunately, her health had improved recently, but…

 

 

 

“That child has gone missing from the Sanctuary.”

 

“…”

 

“So Lumiere, you go and find her yourself.”

 

 

 

It was absurd.

 

A hidden younger sister.

 

‘I think her name was Danaina Roland.’

 

Perhaps because he learned about a younger sister he didn’t know existed. His feelings were strange.

 

The fact that the child had gone missing from the Sanctuary even made him worry on one hand.

 

‘The Sanctuary is an island even larger than the Empire.’

 

How could she find that child in such a vast land? The more she thought about it, the more overwhelming it seemed.

 

“I wish I could go with you.”

 

At that moment, Ingria muttered regretfully.

 

Unfortunately, Ingria had not been granted permission to enter the Sanctuary. No one could enter the Sanctuary without the Diana Cult Leader’s permission.

 

Even the Emperor was no exception.

 

The recently crowned New Emperor Lyos was also continuously trying to enter the Sanctuary, but he had not received the Cult Leader’s permission either.

 

“Next time when there’s a chance, let’s go together.”

 

Ingria wrapped her arms around his.

 

“If you happen to meet the Cult Leader, please put in a good word that I would like to visit the Sanctuary someday too.”

 

“Yes, I will.”

 

“Have a safe trip tomorrow. And make sure to find your younger sister, Miss Danaina too.”

 

“Yes.”

 

Ingria hesitated for a moment, then as if gathering courage, leaned her face against his chest.

 

“Lumiere.”

 

“Yes.”

 

“I love you.”

 

“….”

 

Lumiere didn’t answer. He just smiled gently without saying anything.

 

Whether it was unfortunate or fortunate, Ingria seemed ecstatic with just that.

 

“Have a safe trip tomorrow, Lumiere.”

 

“Yes, I will.”

 

It had been three months since he married Ingria.

 

She was such a good woman that sometimes he wanted to return the words of love, even if it was a lie….

 

But his lips just wouldn’t move.

 

He had tried, but it was difficult. So very difficult. He felt sorry about that.

 

“Go inside and sleep first.”

 

After sending Ingria inside, Lumiere lit another cigarette.

 

Was it because he had lost part of his memory?

 

A corner of his heart felt empty.

 

It felt like he had forgotten something very precious, but he couldn’t figure out what it was.

 

 

 

* * *

 

 

 

Yeon Dana opened her eyes.

 

 

 

“Yeon Dana.”

 

 

 

Dark night.

 

 

 

“Would it hurt if you fell from a high place?”

 

 

 

The rooftop of a tall building.

 

 

 

“It would hurt terribly. Or you’d die before you could even feel the pain. Right, Yeon Dana?”

 

 

 

And a relative approaching her step by step.

 

 

 

“The family members just want you to become a corpse, Yeon Dana.”

 

 

 

She stepped backward, but soon hit the rooftop railing and her escape route was blocked.

 

 

 

“Isn’t the fortune Grandfather left too much for you to monopolize all by yourself?”

 

 

 

And then a hand suddenly reached out.

 

That hand grabbed her shoulder and pushed her backward with all its strength.

 

 

 

“So farewell. I’m greeting you on behalf of the family.”

 

 

 

No.

 

This can’t happen.

 

How did I get this far.

 

I barely managed to cut off that bastard Karl Windsor’s finger.

 

I finally obtained the Sacred Relic and opened the Dimensional Gate.

 

Even sacrificing Lord Ignis, I barely returned to this world.

 

I barely returned as Yeon Dana.

 

Why did I return to this moment? Why on earth!

 

She felt miserable. Wronged. Scared. The most frightening thing was that she couldn’t remember well what happened after this, after the fall.

 

She struggled with all her might. But the difference in strength was overwhelming.

 

Eventually her body was pushed back and pushed back again—

 

 

 

“Farewell, Yeon Dana.”

 

 

 

Her body toppled over the railing.

 

And the fall began.

 

Down, down, down.

 

Into the distant depths below….

 

That fall felt like eternity.

 

It seemed like it would never end.

 

 

 

* * *

 

 

 

Danaina Rolland opened her eyes.

 

Thump thump, thump thump, the sound of her heartbeat echoed like a drum.

 

‘That dream again.’

 

The falling dream.

 

Feeling chilled, Dana hugged her blanket.

 

It was a nightmare she had frequently.

 

She couldn’t remember the dream clearly, but the dizzying sensation of falling was vivid.

 

‘Ugh, I really hate it.’

 

Still feeling like she was falling downward, Dana shivered. It was unpleasant.

 

‘If the feeling is going to be this vivid, at least let me remember it properly.’

 

But the memory was hazy.

 

It wasn’t just the dream’s memory.

 

Dana couldn’t remember anything. Not just dreams, but everything.

 

It was what people commonly called amnesia.

 

Her first memory was at the beach.

 

Whoosh, Dana opened her eyes on the sand where waves were rolling in. Completely soaked as if she had fallen into the sea.

 

From the moment she opened her eyes, she couldn’t remember anything.

 

Who she was.

 

Where this place was.

 

Why she was lying alone on the beach.

 

The only thing she possessed was a single item.

 

 

 

[Danaina Rolland]

 

 

 

It was just a necklace with a name written on it.

 

‘Thank goodness I still retained the knowledge to read letters.’

 

As she sat there blankly on the beach, perhaps worried about her condition,

 

a passerby cautiously approached her.

 

 

 

“Are you alright?”

 

“I don’t know.”

 

“Pardon?”

 

“Whether I’m alright or not, I don’t know anything. I can’t remember anything.”

 

“Oh my. That’s amnesia.”

 

 

 

Fortunately, the passerby was a good person.

 

The passerby helped her greatly.

 

With his help, she obtained both a house and a job.

 

And she also learned where this place was.

 

This land was called the ‘Sanctuary,’ a massive island where the Diana Cult Leader reigned like a king. And this was a very small coastal village at the edge of the Sanctuary.

 

‘I’m really a lucky person.’

 

Though I lost my memories, still.

 

Still, I met a kind passerby and am living stably like this… wait.

 

‘Wait.’

 

What’s that sound? Dana closed her eyes and listened carefully.

 

Whoooosh.

 

Could it be raining!

 

Dana bolted upright from her spot. Sure enough, raindrops were pounding harshly against the window.

 

‘I hung the washed blanket in the garden!’

 

Dana hurriedly threw a shawl over her shoulders and rushed outside the house. However, she soon stopped short.

 

Someone was gathering the blanket that had been hung in the garden.

 

“Oh, Dana.”

 

He hurriedly ran over with the blanket in his arms. He smiled brightly.

 

“It started raining, so I gathered the blanket. Is that okay?”

 

“Of course it’s okay.”

 

Dana received the blanket from him. Then she smiled and greeted him.

 

“Thank you, Karl.”

 

How truly kind of him. To even enter someone else’s garden and take care of things like this.

 

‘He really is my benefactor.’

 

Karl.

 

This man was the very passerby who had helped her.

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