I’m Trying to End This Possession - Chapter 222

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Chapter 222

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After the meal ended, Rodrigo said his farewell.

“Well then, rest comfortably. I have some business to attend to, so I’ll be going.”

Dana quickly grabbed Rodrigo’s arm as he was about to leave.

“Where are you going?”

“Hm?”

Rodrigo looked at Dana’s anxious face and smiled faintly.

“Are you worried?”

Of course I’m worried. Not about me, but about you.

‘What are you planning to do?’

To Dana, Rodrigo was a walking disaster. Perhaps even now he might be going to do something terrible to Ignis.

“You can rest assured. The Grand Cathedral is safe.”

Rodrigo patted her shoulder as if he understood her. His gentle touch made her skin crawl.

“I need to go find Karl. I should introduce that bastard to you… no, it would be better not to introduce him. He’s a grotesque fellow. I have no idea how such a creature came to be.”

Rodrigo pressed his brow hard as if just thinking about it stressed him out.

“Well then, I’ll see you at dinner.”

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After the meal, while exploring the Grand Cathedral.

Dana encountered Demian Windsor.

He was walking with an armful of luggage. Like someone who was about to leave this place.

“….”

Demian Windsor ignored her completely and walked right past.

“Are you perhaps leaving this place?”

When she asked directly, Demian answered as if he was fed up.

“Is there a problem with that? I can’t stay in this disgusting land for even a moment longer.”

Well, I agree with that, but.

“By yourself?”

“Why? Do you want to come with me?”

Demian looked her up and down, then nodded.

“Fine. Then follow me. I can take someone like you along.”

“What about your son?”

“….”

“Are you leaving Viego Windsor here?”

In this terrible place, all alone?

Demian’s face hardened and he started walking away quickly again. Dana grabbed him.

“Damn it, let go!”

Demian shook off her hand and began hurrying away frantically.

‘What’s with that idiot?’

To think there was such a person in the Windsor Family.

I knew it was a family full of fraudsters, villains, and despicable schemers.

‘But I didn’t think there were any cowards.’

Dana turned around in disappointment and was startled.

At the end of the corridor.

A young boy—Viego was standing there, staring quietly.

At the scene of his own father abandoning him and leaving.

“….”

Viego silently turned around sharply.

‘This is driving me crazy.’

Dana hesitated for a moment, then followed Viego.

Of course, she had no obligation to look after Viego.

But the boy before her eyes seemed too small and too fragile to just ignore.

‘Where is he going?’

The small boy walked with quick little steps. He left the Grand Cathedral building and entered a narrow forest path.

At the end of the forest path.

A small sheep ranch appeared.

Baa. A sheep bleated and approached. As if Viego was familiar to them, the sheep didn’t run away but rather welcomed him.

Dana felt puzzled.

This scene, I feel like I’ve seen it somewhere before.

“Just so you know.”

As if he knew she would follow, Viego spoke curtly.

“I don’t need a mother.”

“….”

“I don’t need a father either.”

“….”

“I like being alone. So you don’t need to worry about me.”

His sulky face was so cute that Dana was flustered.

Those soft, peachy cheeks. Dana felt like this boy was a separate child entirely, not Viego.

So she couldn’t just leave.

“How old are you?”

“Seven years old.”

“….”

The boy answered casually, then sat under a tree and opened the book he had been carrying under his arm. Then he began reading while stroking the face of a sheep that had laid down on his lap.

“What are you reading?”

“Something boring.”

“Hm?”

“I’ve read all the books that children can read. So it’s boring.”

He’s reading because he has nothing else to do.

Dana carefully sat down next to him. Even though he said he liked being alone, Viego didn’t particularly reject her presence.

‘Ah, he’s really cute.’

A little kid reading a book while petting a sleeping sheep.

Even though she wasn’t usually fond of children, Viego was exceptionally cute and lovable.

In the end, it was hard to resist striking up a conversation.

“There are probably books you haven’t read.”

“There aren’t.”

“There probably are.”

Then, as if his pride was hurt, the little boy frowned.

“What is it? Tell me.”

“…’The Fairy and the Woodcutter.'”

He probably doesn’t know this one.

Then the boy glared at her with a look of disbelief.

“There’s no fairy tale like that.”

“I do.”

“Then tell me. Within 3 seconds. Don’t think about it. Right now.”

“Once upon a time, there lived a woodcutter…”

Viego examined her with sharp, judging eyes. It was a look meant to determine whether she was making it up on the spot or not.

But like a child, he soon became absorbed in the story.

“So? Did the fairy get her feathered robe back and return to heaven? Was the woodcutter left alone?”

“Yes.”

Viego snorted dismissively.

“Good.”

“Huh?”

“The woodcutter was a kidnapper. He stole the fairy’s feathered robe so she couldn’t go home.”

“…”

“And he was a rapist too. He used the feathered robe as an excuse to make her marry him and have two children.”

“…”

Well, that was true, but.

‘Where did a seven-year-old learn words like rapist and kidnapper…?’

Moreover, his interpretation was quite realistic and sharp for a child.

“The woodcutter was bad, but he was stupid too.”

He even went so far as to point out the protagonist’s flaws.

“If the fairy took the children with her to heaven, that means she truly loved them, right?”

Little Viego analyzed methodically.

“If the woodcutter had been smarter, he wouldn’t have let the fairy have the children.”

“…”

“Then the fairy would have stayed by the woodcutter’s side because of the children.”

“…”

“Even if she got her feathered robe back, she couldn’t have returned to heaven.”

“Yes… that would have been the case.”

“Well, it’s a pathetic criminal’s story, but it was interesting. Don’t you have any others?”

And so Dana told him every fairy tale she knew, and Viego dutifully criticized and analyzed each one.

Only then did Dana truly realize.

‘This kid really is Viego…’

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That evening’s dinner.

‘What’s with that guy.’

Had he been caught while trying to escape? Demian was also at the dining table. His face was a mess, as if he’d been thoroughly beaten.

“Dana, we couldn’t catch Karl in the end. I’ll introduce you later.”

Had he struggled all day searching for Karl? Rodrigo gestured with a haggard face.

“Now, everyone begin eating.”

On the dining table, there were no vegetables at all. Everything was meat, meat, meat, meat, meat, meat.

It was all meat.

Dana was astounded by that insane menu selection. Was he perhaps having a battle of wills with his grandson?

“If you don’t eat this time either, I’ll have your favorite animal slaughtered and served, Viego.”

Viego’s face hardened. Rodrigo smiled while chewing meat.

“Do you want to see your beloved sheep served on the dining table?”

Dana was shocked by his cruelty.

He was going to fix a seven-year-old’s eating habits like this? By threatening him like that?

‘As expected, he has no compassion whatsoever.’

It was because he was such a person that he planned to steal Ignis’s body.

Feeling renewed hatred toward him, Dana downed her whiskey in one gulp. If she didn’t, she felt like curses would spill from her mouth.

Meanwhile, Viego slowly picked up his fork. He pressed down on the meat and pushed it into his mouth.

He chewed slowly and swallowed.

“How is it? Does it taste good?”

“Yes.”

“You’re eating well. Yes, empty that entire plate like that. Then your sheep will be safe.”

During this time, Dana silently drank whiskey continuously. There really was no other way to endure it.

How much time passed like that? By the time dinner was ending, Dana had finished an entire bottle of whiskey, and Viego had emptied his entire plate.

“Come to think of it, Viego.”

“Yes.”

“You even gave your sheep a name. You call the newborn lamb Ren, don’t you?”

“Yes.”

“That was Ren.”

“…What?”

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