I’m Trying to End This Possession - Chapter 184
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Chapter 184
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“Save me, Noah!”
Why should I?
“P-please save me. I, I was wrong.”
You know you were wrong?
“It’s just one painting! This is too much!”
Just a painting? Just a painting, you say?
“Noah, I’m, I’m your friend! Save me, please!”
Noah gasped for breath. His hands were covered in blood. But he didn’t feel satisfied. His anger hadn’t subsided.
Because—
“Noah.”
That woman had been horribly humiliated.
His vision changed.
The woman who held the young boy tightly in her arms.
“Sweet Noah. You’re so adorable.”
The woman kissed Noah’s cheek. That soft touch and sweet breath were still vivid even now.
She was the first person to hold Noah like this, the first to kiss his cheek.
The first to tell him she loved him, the first to say he was precious…
His first attachment in life.
“I like Noah the most in the whole world.”
The most in the world?
Really?
“Noah, it’s a secret. I’ve fallen in love with a man.”
See? It was a lie after all.
Betrayal washed over him, and Noah felt like he was burning from head to toe. He didn’t know what it was then, but now he understood.
Several years had passed since then.
Even the time when his body ached with growing pains had passed, and now he had finally become an adult.
Noah vaguely understood the reason.
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“Wake up.”
Swoosh!
The curtains were drawn back. Blinding sunlight poured in.
“Wake up, Lord Noah. An important guest is coming to the Grand Cathedral today.”
A woman with brown hair braided down.
It was Nettie, the Archpriest of the Diana cult.
“A guest that Lord Noah must personally greet.”
Noah glared at Nettie with displeasure. Then Nettie exclaimed in admiration.
“You look more and more like Lord Karl as time passes.”
“…?”
“Not just Lord Karl, but you resemble all the Windsor bloodline I’ve met. As if you mixed Lord Rodrigo, Lord Demian, Lord Karl, and Lord Viego each by a spoonful…”
“Shut up.”
Noah spat out a curse with his hoarse voice as he got up from the bed.
Then Nettie smiled brightly.
“You know Karl Windsor is currently imprisoned in the underground prison, right?”
“What do I care.”
“It’s such a rare sight. The priests are all excited and watching.”
“…”
“Who would have thought we’d succeed in capturing that subversive element?”
At those words, Noah snorted.
“Don’t be mistaken. Uncle probably let himself be caught willingly.”
“Of course that’s likely, but what matters is that we caught him in the end.”
“There must be a reason he let himself be caught willingly.”
“Ah, I know the reason too.”
“What is it.”
“It’s one of two things. Either to avoid fighting Lord Lumiere, or because he fell for his own lies.”
“…?”
The former made sense.
But what did it mean that he fell for his own lies?
“Do you know this, Lord Noah?”
Then Nettie smiled subtly.
“Sometimes, when you keep repeating a lie, you end up believing that lie yourself. I don’t think Karl Windsor would make such a mistake, but… you never know with people, right?”
“…?”
“Whatever the reason, his perfect body has become the cult’s property again.”
Nettie’s eyes gleamed. Her face was bright as she chattered excitedly.
“We put a magic restraint in his mouth, and bound his limbs with magic chains. And the Holy Mages cast as many as 666 binding spells on him. He can’t do anything now without the cult’s permission!”
Irritation washed over him again.
As expected, Nettie—that priest was utterly unpleasant.
‘Well, is there anyone here who isn’t unpleasant?’
Everyone in this Sanctuary, especially in the Grand Cathedral, was unpleasant.
Among them, the most unpleasant was his brother whom he once respected—Viego Windsor.
“And last night, the Cult Leader said he had something to tell you, so come as soon as you wake up.”
“What is he doing now?”
“Well, he should be awake by now, right?”
She doesn’t seem to know.
There was a reason he had patiently listened to this woman’s words until the end, when normally he would have thrown her out.
To hear news about his elder brother.
‘I should go check for myself.’
He was curious whether he was alive or dead.
Because at dawn, an assassin would have visited Viego.
An assassin that Noah had sent.
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Ten months ago from now.
News came that Danae Windsor had died.
‘I thought I could meet her again.’
I wanted to meet her so badly after I became an adult.
I had been waiting for the day when we would reunite—not as that immature boy who had caused her trouble, but as a proper man.
But she died.
One day, when he was deeply despairing and had even stopped eating, Viego took him somewhere.
It was a frozen lake.
“Look. That is Danae Windsor’s true form.”
Below the lake, he saw the most beautiful thing in the world.
“Danae Windsor is not blood of the Windsor Family.”
No, he saw the most horrifying thing.
“So abandon your feelings for that woman. There’s no need to grieve.”
“….”
“Danae Windsor is an android created in the image of that true form— no, you can’t even call it human. It’s merely an artificial creation. A masterpiece made by the Diana cult.”
Such a thing? An artificial creation? An android?
How could he say such cruel words?
What terrible things were they doing with that woman’s body?
What was the Diana cult doing? What was Elder Brother doing? How could they treat that gentle woman like that?
Afterward, Noah was so shocked that he lay ill for several days. And when he recovered, he made a decision.
‘I can’t forgive this.’
He would make them pay the price.
Just as he had punished those who insulted that woman with paintings.
He would bring judgment upon the Diana cult and his brothers.
Having a goal finally made him feel like living again.
Noah pulled himself together. He began eating food. He needed strength to kill those who had insulted her.
Fortunately, there were many factions within the Sanctuary who wanted to kill the current Cult Leader.
Noah allied with some of them, informed them of the Cult Leader’s weaknesses, and planned an assassination—
This dawn was supposed to be the day of execution.
‘Did they succeed?’
Please let him be dead.
Praying thus, the moment Noah opened his bedroom door, he realized.
‘They failed.’
The stench of blood filled the air.
On the bedroom floor, dozens of corpses were scattered. It was a sea of blood.
“…What is this?”
As if he had just finished showering, Viego was drying his wet hair with a towel.
“As you can see.”
As you can see.
Those brief words were the entirety of his answer.
Then, when his brother lowered his shower robe, a weapon-like physique was revealed. Noah swallowed at the overwhelming pressure that suddenly rushed over him.
I underestimated him too easily.
“Did Elder Brother kill them?”
“Yes.”
“I thought Elder Brother disliked getting his hands dirty.”
“If it’s necessary, it must be done.”
“Is that so?”
Noah deliberately made light, sarcastic remarks.
“Then why didn’t you fight when Uncle Karl caused a disturbance at the Grand Cathedral?”
“Fraternal strife is vulgar and barbaric. Besides, there was no need for it.”
Viego answered as if bored and began putting on clothes. Layer by layer, he wrapped himself in formal wear like armor.
“Why was there no need?”
“He was bound to fall anyway. You know where Uncle is now.”
In the underground prison, bound like a beast with all kinds of shamanism.
It was as if he had predicted this would happen.
“Did you know Uncle Karl would be captured obediently? Does becoming Cult Leader give you some special ability to see the future?”
“….”
Was he annoyed? Viego ignored Noah’s question and changed the subject.
“You must know that I’m engaged to Roland’s daughter.”
“So what.”
“You’ll take that engagement in my place.”
Noah was momentarily speechless. This was the most absurd thing he had heard yet.
“Why should I?”
For a moment, Viego’s eyes seemed to darken. He opened his lips.
“I….”
“….”
“…don’t want to.”
Did he just… trail off his words?
This was the first time he’d heard such a vacant tone from Elder Brother.
“That woman has arrived at the Grand Cathedral, so meet her once.”
How ridiculous. He was about to refuse without thinking, but Viego held something out to him.
This is a key….
‘The key to the Holy Mother Chapel?’
A space directly managed by the Vice Pope and Cult Leader. A secret place even Noah was forbidden to access.
“The Vice Pope is dead. You’ll manage it now.”
The Holy Mother Chapel was a very suspicious forbidden zone.
A place that clearly held major secrets of the Diana cult.
Perhaps there might be something there that could bring down the Diana cult, Noah had been thinking all along.
So Noah obediently nodded.
“Yes. Very well.”
It didn’t matter. An engagement could be broken off later.
Of course, after killing Elder Brother Viego.
Noah smiled while swallowing his murderous intent.
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The important guest Nettie said was coming today was Roland’s daughter, Elder Brother’s fiancée.
Waiting for that woman in the reception room, Noah thought.
‘It would be good to help Uncle Karl escape too.’
Uncle would be very helpful in destroying the Diana cult.
He didn’t understand why Uncle was captured in the first place.
‘Did he really hate fighting Elder Brother Lumiere that much?’
Was it because he was once an adopted son?
Even so, they didn’t share a drop of blood, and by now they would be strangers even on paper.
‘Uncle is surprisingly naive.’
After all, didn’t he marry Aunt Sandra who had affairs with forty-seven men?
He clearly had no eye for women.
Noah knew good women better.
Infinitely gentle and kind, like pure white angel wings….
“Please come in, Lady Danaina Roland. This is Lord Noah Windsor.”
Then the door opened and Nettie’s voice could be heard. Noah turned his head, suppressing his annoyance.
And at that moment.
“…!”
Noah froze in place.
As if preserved in that moment of time, he couldn’t move.
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