I’m Trying to End This Possession - Chapter 179

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Chapter 179

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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He was furious to the tips of his hair.

 

Lumiere learned the meaning of that phrase for the first time in his life.

 

Because that’s exactly how he felt right now.

 

Experiencing rage for the first time in his life, Lumiere simply laughed. Only laughter came out.

 

The scene he had just witnessed was so infuriating.

 

Lumiere had hidden himself early and witnessed everything.

 

Everything.

 

“M-Mrs. Liz!”

 

Danaina Roland.

 

The girl who was definitely his younger sister.

 

“Wait! Mrs. Liz!”

 

That child being dragged away like livestock being led to slaughter.

 

“Kyaah!”

 

And then being thrown into the lake like trash.

 

The moment he saw that, Lumiere jumped down from the tree. He ran toward the lake.

 

But there was a man who jumped into the lake before him.

 

Karl Windsor—his adoptive father.

 

Lumiere watched as Karl rescued Danae and escaped from the lake.

 

In that moment, he felt deep relief.

 

As expected. There was no way Karl could be a kidnapper. His adoptive father had saved Danae. Perhaps he had pretended to be in league with them to save Danae in this desperate moment.

 

“Cough, cough!”

 

Danae, collapsed on the ground, coughed in agony. The sight was so pitiful.

 

Was it because blood calls to blood?

 

Lumiere’s anger reached its limit.

 

A murderous intent to retaliate against those who had threatened that child consumed him.

 

So Lumiere raised his long gun. Click, he loaded it.

 

Until he aimed the gun barrel, the villagers wore faces of disbelief.

 

Faces that said “surely not.”

 

Faces that said “that can’t be.”

 

Though they were faces that believed he wouldn’t just start shooting without any warning or negotiation.

 

Bang!

 

Lumiere did exactly that.

 

“Kheuk!”

 

The first was that man.

 

He lodged a bullet precisely in the forehead of the man who had thrown Danae into the lake.

 

“Hans!”

 

“Kyah! Sir Hans!”

 

Bang!

 

The second was the woman called Mrs. Liz. Into the head of the woman who had dragged Danae like a dog.

 

“Kyaaaah!”

 

“S-stop it!”

 

“How could you do such a thing!”

 

“Stop, stop!”

 

“Stop!”

 

“S-stop! Surrender! We surrender!”

 

Who said you could surrender?

 

Lumiere fired without hesitation. For him, this was a very rare emotional killing.

 

“Spare me. N-negotiate! We’ll apologize to the Cult Leader!”

 

He didn’t listen. He just blew off the heads of everyone he saw.

 

How many had he killed like that?

 

Finally, the bullets ran out.

 

Lumiere threw the gun away. Then he drew his long sword from his waist and walked forward step by step. He chased after those who were wailing and fleeing, cutting them down again and again.

 

“Aaah!”

 

Swoosh! Blood scattered.

 

Having cut down the old priest’s back, Lumiere lowered his sword. For the first time since beginning the slaughter, he stopped.

 

“P-please spare me!”

 

It wasn’t because of that plea.

 

It was because that priest had fallen next to Danae. Because Danae was looking up at him with startled eyes.

 

So he hesitated for a moment—

 

‘It’s too late to pretend to be good now.’

 

Lumiere raised his sword upward again. He was already covered in blood, so there was no point in stopping the slaughter now.

 

However.

 

“Wait!”

 

Danae stopped him.

 

“Please don’t kill that person.”

 

At those words, Lumiere tilted his head. Don’t kill him? Why?

 

“I have something I want to ask. So please leave a survivor.”

 

“….”

 

Fair enough.

 

Instead of stabbing with his sword, Lumiere struck the priest with the flat of his blade, knocking him unconscious.

 

Only then did Lumiere catch his breath. And once again, he realized this was a terribly awful first meeting.

 

“Good day, Father.”

 

He greeted Karl, who was silently staring at him, then smiled awkwardly.

 

What was he to do about this?

 

“Hello, Danae.”

 

Still, he shamelessly offered his greeting.

 

“Pretty violent for a first meeting, don’t you think?”

 

Haha, he laughed sheepishly while brushing back his blood-soaked hair.

 

“I’m your older brother, Lumiere Roland.”

 

Their eyes met.

 

Eyes that held the same color as his own.

 

They were eyes that made him realize this was the younger sister he must protect and guard for life.

 

Lumiere smiled as he offered his first greeting to that child.

 

“I came to take you home, Danae.”

 

How long were they immersed in that silence?

 

“Nice to meet you…”

 

Finally, Danae’s pale lips opened.

 

“Please call me Dana.”

 

In that moment, Lumiere was impressed.

 

‘What a truly beautiful voice.’

 

It was a voice that tickled his ears like a whisper.

 

 

 

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Shortly after, the Holy Knights joined them.

 

Lumiere exchanged some words with them, then eventually began collecting the corpse.

 

Dana still sat in that spot, watching him.

 

‘Lumiere.’

 

A man with pure silver hair and crimson eyes that looked exactly like hers.

 

‘Lumiere Windsor….’

 

Lumiere.

 

Brother Lumiere.

 

Thump thump, thump thump, her heart beat rapidly.

 

Her memories were returning very slowly, seeping in like water.

 

Moments related to Karl.

 

People connected to Karl.

 

Everything linked to Karl.

 

Dana searched for Lumiere among those fragments.

 

 

 

“Your compensatory psychology suffocates people.”

 

 

 

Lumiere was the man who had hurt her. He had caused her pain and made her cry.

 

 

 

“Let me go!”

 

“No.”

 

“Brother!”

 

“If I let go? What do you think will happen to you?”

 

 

 

Lumiere was the man who protected her.

 

Even with all the flesh torn from his body, he had risked his life to protect her.

 

And….

 

 

 

“Say my name, Dana.”

 

 

 

And Lumiere had loved her.

 

Whoosh, Dana’s chest heated up with burning energy. Her ribs ached.

 

But why was it? Lumiere seemed unable to remember her.

 

What had happened to him?

 

On the other hand, Dana now knew Lumiere. She had remembered the moments with him.

 

Because she remembered Karl Windsor, she could also remember Lumiere.

 

It had to be that way.

 

Because Danae Windsor had always thought of Karl.

 

Whether Karl was beside her or not, Dana had thought of Karl.

 

Even when other men were beside her. When she was with Lumiere, when she was with Lyos.

 

Karl always existed in a corner of her mind.

 

To be precise, Karl’s ring.

 

‘Right, I needed the Sacred Relic.’

 

Because— I had to return to Yeon Dana.

 

Absorbing the memories that rushed in like a receding tide, Dana turned her gaze.

 

“….”

 

Her eyes met Karl’s.

 

Dana looked at that clear and shameless face, then slowly lowered her gaze. Eventually, she stopped at one place.

 

On his left middle finger.

 

On the finger that she, that Ignis had cut off.

 

At that moment, a tremendous shock ran down her spine. Not because the severed finger had grown back.

 

The Sacred Relic.

 

Because that amber gemstone was still on that finger.

 

“Dana.”

 

That was when it happened.

 

“Do you hate me a lot?”

 

Karl asked the exact same question as before. He spoke in a trembling voice as if making a confession.

 

“I’m sorry for being like a bug….”

 

Then he covered his face with both hands.

 

This made the amber gemstone, the Sacred Relic, even more clearly visible. It sparkled as if showing off before her eyes.

 

For a moment, Dana was dumbfounded.

 

What kind of person is this?

 

The very person who planned to kill me is saying sorry. What kind of act is he putting on now?

 

Could it be that he’s pretending to be good because Lumiere appeared?

 

‘Well, at least you know. You are like a bug.’

 

However, Dana didn’t give such an answer. She couldn’t. She was simply swept up in tremendous trembling as she realized.

 

Karl Windsor has the Sacred Relic.

 

And he neither hides nor conceals it.

 

Even though he must know that Dana wants that ring.

 

Even though he must know that she tried to steal it by cutting off his finger.

 

Does he not care even though he knows? Does he look down on me that much?

 

Whatever his intention, one thing was certain.

 

‘That bastard….’

 

Dana cannot get away from Karl.

 

Like the moon caught by gravity and unable to leave the blue planet, she cannot escape him.

 

“What do you mean by that? Like a bug?”

 

Anger boiled up so much that even her hair seemed to burn.

 

“Please don’t say such things, Sir Karl. I’ve never thought such a thing even once.”

 

Dana had returned to Yeon Dana once, but failed. She came back here again.

 

She now knew the reason.

 

Because Yeon Dana’s body was in this world.

 

What she saw at the bottom of Mirror Lake, beyond that strange barrier, was Yeon Dana’s body.

 

‘I have to get that body back.’

 

Only then could she end this possession.

 

To reclaim her body and return again, she needed that Sacred Relic. This time too, without fail.

 

“Ah, wait a moment. My head hurts so much….”

 

A moment later, Karl asked in a choked voice.

 

“Dana, do you perhaps not remember what happened earlier?”

 

“I don’t know. My head hurts too much, Sir Karl. I remember falling into the lake….”

 

Dana suppressed Danae Windsor’s memories. Deep down below.

 

And she brought out the face of Danaina Roland— that innocent girl who loved Karl.

 

It was easy. Because that was also real.

 

Because it was a heart that was inside her, or rather, had been inside her.

 

Karl’s eyes trembled.

 

“Then you don’t hate me?”

 

“Me? How could I hate you, Sir Karl?”

 

Dana spoke as if she was hurt by those words instead, and embraced him.

 

“I like you. More than anyone else in the world.”

 

It really was true.

 

She really did love him more than anyone else in the world.

 

She thought about wanting to kiss his lips. She wanted to sleep together with him every night.

 

Dana decided not to kill that feeling.

 

Rather, she decided to nurture it. She would raise it beautifully and show it to him. That way, she would blind his eyes.

 

So that she could cut off his fingers once again.

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