I’m Trying to End This Possession - Chapter 237

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Chapter 237

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Sizzle―

Ignis stared blankly down at the branding iron searing beneath his left collarbone.

“Speak.”

The smell of burning flesh stung his nostrils.

It was painful, but Ignis was used to this kind of pain. Enduring it was even easier.

“Speak right now.”

Sizzzzle. The branding iron pressed against his skin repeatedly.

“What happened with Dana?”

Sizzzzzzle.

“What did you do with Dana?”

He didn’t answer.

He didn’t even open his mouth.

That stone-like silence was driving Rodrigo to madness.

This torture had already been going on for days.

Even when he was absorbed in experiments with the demon fragment he’d recently obtained, he couldn’t maintain his concentration for long.

Ignis, found in Dana’s bedroom.

Why exactly had he been there?

Why had Dana secretly hidden him? There was only one bed? Where had he slept? Surely he hadn’t shared the same bed with that vermin?

To find out, he kept coming to brand him with the iron, over and over and over and over again.

As a result, Ignis’s back already had no more space for burn marks, so now he was at the stage of burning his chest…

But that stubborn bastard wouldn’t even let out a groan!

“I told you to speak!”

Rodrigo finally threw away all dignity and shouted like a young boy.

“Speak!”

“…”

“Tell me what conversations you had with Dana, what happened! Everything, without leaving anything out!”

Dana hadn’t simply hidden Ignis.

She had been teaching him to read and write.

Though it was a very short time, traces remained.

‘For Dana to show such care to that commoner.’

On the paper. Pretty, neat, lovely letters were written.

And below them, crooked and dirty worm-like letters were scrawled as if copying the writing.

Anyone could see these were traces of learning to write.

In that brief time, Dana had tried to teach this vulgar bastard to read.

To this worthless scum!

‘Why on earth?’

Dana getting hurt while trying to save Viego was incomprehensible but understandable.

Viego was only seven years old. Small and young, looking like some fairy from his appearance alone, and he’d even said he would become her child someday.

Her maternal instincts must have kicked in.

He could understand it that way, but.

‘Why this bastard?’

He was a complete stranger and male, and despite being a boy, his frame was already thick and tall, making his appearance unsuitable for Dana to feel protective instincts.

She would have felt threatened instead.

So why did she protect such a guy?

“Dana is naturally kind to everyone.”

Not wanting to admit it, Rodrigo spoke coldly.

“She’s so good and innocent that she shows kindness even to scum like you, the dregs of the world.”

“…”

“But unfortunately, she gets bored quickly. Look, Dana asked me to remove you from the room. Dana reported you!”

It was a lie.

The search teams had found Ignis, but he thoroughly deceived Ignis.

“But Dana wouldn’t tell me what happened between you two. So I’m asking you.”

“…”

“What happened while you stayed with Dana. The conversations you had. Tell me everything. Now.”

Then Ignis twisted his split lips into a smile.

“How ugly.”

“…What?”

“Rodrigo. No matter how young your body looks, isn’t that woman much younger than you?”

“What’s that suddenly…”

“You’re jealous right now.”

The red-eyed boy giggled.

“You’re jealous of me.”

“…”

“You senile old man. Stop drinking so much holy water. Isn’t your libido excessively overflowing?”

Rodrigo’s lips trembled. It was insulting.

Jealousy? That’s ridiculous!

“N-No!”

But his answer wavered. Surprised by that fact, Rodrigo shut his mouth.

Ignis burst into loud laughter.

“That’s one of your only good points. You’re bad at hiding your emotions.”

“Shut that mouth!”

It wasn’t mere jealousy.

This was humiliation close to blasphemy.

Yes, he had thought only of Dana as if worshipping a god.

Gazing at her sleeping face for decades. Waiting for her to open her eyes. Living his entire life thinking only of Dana…

Mere jealousy?

It couldn’t be such a shallow emotion.

Rodrigo sneered.

“What would a commoner like you know, Ignis. A guess fitting your level…”

At that moment.

Rodrigo’s eyes met his own reflection in the window beyond Ignis.

A young man with smooth platinum hair flowing down.

Himself in the form of a beautiful youth with green eyes and delicate features…

…How old am I again?

“Stop bitching at me and just confess to that woman Dana. Though she’ll be absolutely disgusted.”

While he was momentarily dazed, Ignis continued to mock him.

“Ugh―eck. How nauseating would it be to know that an old man who’s only pretty on the outside has been masturbating while imagining her?”

“Shut up.”

“I’m right, aren’t I? Someone much younger like me would be better.”

“Nonsense! Don’t speak such blasphemy!”

“No matter how cute you look, Dana would hate you, right? You’re an old rag. Don’t you have about a dozen hidden children? I heard you have a whole pile of bastards.”

Rodrigo’s face froze with humiliation.

I know.

All of it was an attack meant to provoke him. Getting swept up in it was pathetic, but….

“Cult Leader.”

Just then the door burst open and a woman approached. At her sudden appearance, Rodrigo felt relieved.

And he realized.

‘My mental strength is weak….’

To almost be swayed by a child’s silver tongue. Rodrigo reproached himself and asked.

“Nettie. What’s the matter?”

“There’s good news and bad news. Which would you like to hear first?”

“The bad news first.”

“The Radicals have started a rebellion.”

Rodrigo frowned. A rebellion?

“It seems they harbor resentment over the summary execution of those who attacked Lord Viego earlier.”

“Ha. How ridiculous.”

Rodrigo snorted.

“Since when have those bastards had such loyalty? They’re just planning to steal the snake’s head we obtained. What’s the good news?”

“Ah. That.”

Nettie smiled brightly.

“The Corrupted Land is finally appearing.”

For a moment Rodrigo’s mind went blank.

“Corruption is spreading from the center of the Great Cathedral.”

“…Is that really true?”

“Yes. The prophecy has finally been realized, Cult Leader!”

The land has begun to rot.

Just as prophesied 200 years ago, the harbinger of destruction is beginning!

What joyous news this is! Rodrigo trembled with ecstasy.

‘I was right!’

He knew the source of that prophecy was a demon.

Even so, he couldn’t help but prepare. In case it was true, someone had to play the necessary villain.

For this day—the Windsor Ancestors committed countless sins.

‘Windsor was right after all!’

Tears of emotion welled up.

“First, evacuate everyone away from the Corrupted Land. And the rebellion—”

Rodrigo hurriedly left the torture chamber with Nettie.

Click.

As he departed, Ignis was left alone in the dark torture chamber.

He hung from iron chains, looking down at the floor.

Finally it was quiet.

Damn old bastard. How noisily he had carried on.

‘I’m tired….’

Ignis just wanted to sleep. Tired and exhausted, even resistance felt bothersome now.

This feeling was new to him.

Never once had he thought about giving up everything to this extent.

‘It’s all because of that woman.’

That snow-white beauty.

That woman had asked him to run away together. To live a new life.

‘A new life….’

I really wanted to have that.

Really, I wanted it so badly.

But in the end, I couldn’t have it. So Ignis despaired deeply, very deeply.

‘Wicked woman.’

Why did she give me hope.

That woman had even taught him letters for a brief few hours. Saying that to live a new life, one must know how to read….

How innocent that clear face had been.

That woman really knew nothing.

Originally, one shouldn’t easily give charity like a scrap of bread to beggars like Ignis.

Beggars are greedy and avaricious, so they’ll persistently follow behind, hoping they might luckily receive that kindness once more.

‘So you should consider yourself lucky….’

Ignis sneered inwardly.

That woman was fortunate. Right now he had no strength left to chase after her.

His body, his heart, everything had withered.

‘There’s no such thing as a new life for me.’

Ignis was finally ready to accept the truth. The reality that woman had shown him.

He slowly rolled his tongue around in his mouth.

‘If I bite down hard all the way to the root of my tongue….’

I could die.

Ignis’s current physical condition was tortured to the point where death wouldn’t be strange.

Just severing his tongue would kill him.

If unlucky he might survive, but there was no other way.

Rodrigo had severed all the nerves in his body with shamanism, except for his mouth.

‘Let’s end this now.’

Resolving himself, he bit down on his tongue with all his might.

Crunch. Dizzying pain. His vision flashed white.

He felt bitter blood rapidly filling his mouth, then finally spilling out past his lips in streams.

He instinctively realized.

He had succeeded. He could finally die.

‘I’m going….’

Wicked woman.

You should never have appeared before me.

If you hadn’t, I wouldn’t have been so heartbroken as to commit suicide so pathetically.

Just as his consciousness was growing dim.

Clatter, the door shook—

“No!”

Some acorn-sized white girl came running.

“No, Ignis!”

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