I’m Trying to End This Possession - Chapter 210
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Chapter 210
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After serving Alice her last cup of tea, Sandra returned to her room.
And she summoned that man, Alice’s biological father.
“If you want to call me, tear this paper.”
The white paper he had given her as a gift long ago. When she tore the utterly ordinary-looking paper, a strange light rose like smoke.
Would he really come with this? As she waited anxiously.
Tap tap tap, something knocked on the window.
It was a crow.
Sandra knew what it was. A chimera created by the anti-pope faction of the Diana cult. A communication crow.
When she opened the window, the crow flew inside.
[Sandra, I didn’t expect you to call me again—]
“I have one question. Is Danaina Rolland actually Danae Windsor?”
She was actually certain deep down. She had felt something like a strange fate from Danaina.
An ominous premonition that the other person would destroy her life.
It was exactly the same feeling she had received from Danae Windsor. There couldn’t be two people in the world who gave off such ominous vibes!
[Yes. They’re the same person.]
As expected.
Sandra clenched her fist tightly. Her mind became crystal clear.
She had to be careful. Danae Windsor already had a history of ruining her life completely.
She wouldn’t be fooled twice in a row.
“Then you must know what I’m going to say. Please kidnap Danaina. I’d like you to make sure she never appears before me again.”
[Impossible.]
The crow shook its head firmly.
[As long as Karl is with her, it’s impossible.]
She felt a surge of anger.
No matter how outstanding a soldier Karl had once been, he was ultimately just a has-been who retired with some unknown aftereffects as an excuse. What was there to be so afraid of!
Though annoyed, Sandra calmly proposed a compromise.
“Fine. Then I’ll handle the luring.”
[How?]
“There’s a temple I visit regularly. It’s a men-forbidden zone where males are completely prohibited from entering.”
Though called a temple, that place was actually a women-only secret club.
It was a place where the secret hobbies and information of influential women from across the continent were exchanged.
It seemed plausible, as the crow’s eyes gleamed.
[Good. If you lure her there, we’ll handle the kidnapping.]
“Wait. I have a request before that.”
[What is it?]
“Sell Danaina to the red ship.”
The crow’s gaze became strange. Sandra deliberately smiled wickedly.
“Sell Danaina to the red ship, I said.”
The red ship.
It was a human trafficking vessel of the barbarians—a people who worshipped demons.
“You’re connected to the barbarians. It should be possible to sell Danaina to the red ship.”
[That’s true.]
“I absolutely must see Danaina become a slave on the red ship. I heard rumors that even royalty from some countries are held as slaves there.”
It was probably just a rumor, but it was such a vicious ship that ghost stories circulated about even royalty being unable to be rescued.
Sandra knew the red ship well.
Lumiere had once desperately wanted to pursue that ship.
However, the mission to chase the red ship always seemed to go to other admirals.
[That won’t do. Dana is a very precious test subject. I can’t hand her over to such a sordid place that’s no different from a red light district.]
“One week, no, even just three days is fine, so show that girl hell. After that, you can take her back as experimental material or whatever you want.”
[Do you really have to go that far? Why not show some mercy.]
“Don’t underestimate me. That girl has a history of ruining my life once before. She’s my enemy. Telling me to show mercy to an enemy—can you really say you were once a soldier?”
[….]
Had he lost his words? After a moment of silence, the crow opened its beak and let out laughter.
[You’re right. So be it.]
That ended the conversation.
[Oh, Sandra. It’s fortunate that Lumiere lost his memory. Don’t you think?]
The crow that threw out those final words spread its wings wide and flew up. Flap flap, it quickly disappeared into the dark sky.
Sandra watched the departing bird.
And at that moment, Sandra wasn’t the only one watching the bird.
“Hmm.”
A room far from Sandra’s bedroom.
Through a slightly open window, a man was looking up at the sky.
“What a wicked crow.”
Karl Windsor smiled.
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At that time.
Lumiere was heading to his bedroom.
He had been standing in front of his adoptive father’s bedroom until just moments ago, but at some point decided there was no need to listen anymore.
He hadn’t heard all of their conversation.
However, he had clearly caught that one title that was repeated several times.
‘As expected, they’re not really father and daughter.’
But it wouldn’t be a relationship where she’d call him uncle either. Why would she call him that?
Could it be some kind of fetish? He’d heard there were perverts who felt sexual excitement from specific titles.
‘If it’s Danaina, she might very well…’
If she had proper sexual morals, she wouldn’t even think of fooling around with Noah and marrying Viego.
And as if those two weren’t enough, she even reached out to Karl Windsor.
Lumiere sighed. He just felt sorry for his younger sister who tried to covet multiple men.
‘It’s because she grew up in the sanctuary.’
That’s why she became so stained with lust and became a body that couldn’t be satisfied with one man.
Or perhaps she inherited their mother Sandra’s blood too strongly.
“Lumiere. You’re back now.”
When he arrived at the bedroom, his wife greeted him.
“Weren’t you sleeping?”
“No. I was worried about you, so I waited.”
“Please sleep first. I can’t sleep, so I’ll go get some night air for a moment.”
Ingria grabbed his arm as he tried to head to the terrace.
“Lumiere. Is the reason you can’t sleep because of me?”
His wife had the face of someone who had made a momentous decision.
“Is it because sleeping next to me is torturous for you?”
“Pardon?”
“I’ve heard that men who suppress their sexual desires for a long time… suffer greatly. Especially between married couples like us.”
At those words, Lumiere let out a bitter laugh.
“Where did you hear such a thing?”
Then Ingria’s face turned red.
“M-Mother told me. While you were at the Sanctuary, she took me to various gatherings.”
“Ah. Mother did.”
“It’s because of me, isn’t it? Because I demanded that we only have marital relations when we want to have an heir…”
Ingria was right.
They had not yet shared a bed. Ingria had avoided it.
To be precise, she had said she wanted to have their first intimate relationship when the time came to bear an heir.
‘It’s because of superstition.’
A couple must not use contraception during their first intimate relationship in order to bear an excellent heir.
This was a superstition passed down in the Lucille Kingdom, and the people of Lucille believed it seriously.
Princess Ingria of Lucille was no exception.
So Ingria had proposed this to Lumiere before their marriage, and Lumiere had gladly accepted.
It wasn’t difficult.
For him, who had lived his entire life as a soldier, abstinence was routine.
“While you were at the Sanctuary, I thought about it a lot. I heard at Mother’s gatherings that if we use contraception… properly…”
“Ingria.”
Lumiere gently interrupted Ingria’s words.
“Do you perhaps want a child?”
“If it’s alright with you, I’d like to have one in about 2 or 3 years. But I hate that you’re suffering because of the Lucille Kingdom’s superstition…”
“Of course it’s superstition to us, but you believe in it seriously, don’t you.”
“Still.”
“Don’t push yourself. I’m really fine.”
After comforting his wife like that, just as he was about to go back to the terrace.
“Um, Lumiere. Just one more thing.”
She grabbed him tightly again. It was a strangely persistent grip.
“Did you ask the Cult Leader if I could enter the Sanctuary?”
Come to think of it, when he went to the Sanctuary, Ingria had made a request.
She said she wanted to go to the Sanctuary too.
“I actually brought it up. I think I’ll be able to give you good news soon.”
“My goodness. Thank you so much, Lumiere.”
After giving a gentle smile to his moved wife, Lumiere was finally able to go out to the terrace.
Closing the terrace door, he picked up the entire bottle of whiskey from the side table. He drank until he was breathless, then set it down.
Then he fumbled in his pocket to find his cigarette pack. He took one out, put it in his mouth, lit it, and…
Drawing on the cigarette, he thought quietly. No, he tried not to think. He didn’t want to think.
However, some sound echoed through his strict control.
Those moans constantly ringing in his head. Those sultry cries. Stimulating dangerous imagination, seductive…
‘How vulgar.’
Dana. Danae.
Pitifully frivolous, Danaina Rolland.
Reciting that girl’s name in his mind, Lumiere coldly ignored his swollen lower body. He was determined to ignore it even if it killed him. This was never his desire.
This was just a damn misfortune and disaster. Bad luck had come and made him unlucky.
‘Yes, I’m just unlucky.’
The first misfortune was that he had inadvertently overheard his younger sister’s promiscuous sex life. Twice already, at that.
The second misfortune was that he had abstained for too long. It was true that sexual desires had built up during that time.
And the third misfortune was that Danae’s moans at the moment of climax were violently stimulating. Surely other men would not have endured and would have masturbated.
“How terrible.”
Lumiere muttered. Then he quietly closed his eyes and prayed.
‘God, please watch over me so that I am not swept away by any more misfortune.’
He had always prayed only before boarding a warship.
Prayers for brilliant victory and the safe well-being of his allies.
He never thought he would pray again after taking off his military uniform…
At that moment, he suddenly felt déjà vu.
He felt like he had offered a similar prayer before.
Even though he never had.
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