I’m Trying to End This Possession - Chapter 257

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Chapter 257

This boy is Mother’s fiancé?

Lumiere looked over the boy with disbelieving eyes.

He appeared to be about fifteen. A boy with shimmering platinum hair, clear green eyes, and dazzling skin.

“It’s really nice to meet you, Lumiere.”

“….”

“I came to find you.”

He was certainly taking a kind attitude- but strangely, Lumiere felt an odd coldness from him. An instinctive intuition that he seemed like a very calculating person.

“You’re Mother’s fiancé?”

“Why? Do I look too young to marry your mother?”

“….”

Could he have an incredibly youthful appearance? Maybe he’s actually the same age as Mother-

“That’s right. I’m young. I’m fifteen.”

So that wasn’t it after all.

“This kind of age difference is common in political marriages between families. Usually the man is older, but cases like this exist too.”

Lumiere felt repulsed.

Even if it’s a political marriage, still. He looks at least ten years younger than Mother. The title ‘older brother’ would suit him better than ‘father’….

Then the boy bent down to meet Lumiere’s eyes.

“I heard Sandra abandoned you because she was afraid I wouldn’t accept you.”

Lumiere pressed his lips tightly shut.

He knows too. Mother had told him just before abandoning him.

That he was a bastard, a life that should never have been born.

That there was a possibility her fiancé would break off the engagement because of him. That it would be terrible if his real father’s identity was revealed.

That’s why she had no choice but to abandon him.

Mother, who spoke coldly, abandoned him on this street and left. Her back, which never looked back even once, was still vivid before his eyes.

But for Mother’s young fiancé to appear.

“Let’s go together, Lumiere. I’ll become your father.”

Before that dazzling smile, Lumiere’s wariness began to slowly melt away.

Could this boy really become my father? And….

“Let’s go, my grandson.”

Could that gentleman really be my grandfather?

As he hesitated, Maternal Grandfather placed a hand on Lumiere’s shoulder.

It was a large, warm grip.

“I can’t leave you abandoned like this. No matter what anyone says, you are my bloodline.”

Maternal Grandfather Anton Roland spoke firmly.

“Let’s go together. My grandson, Lumiere.”

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“Let’s go together. My grandson, Lumiere.”

Lumiere stared blankly at the crystal orb.

Images of his past were flowing out from the orb.

The time he was abandoned by Mother was short. Only six months.

But if Maternal Grandfather and Adoptive Father hadn’t come to find him, he would have lived like that for a long time.

Since Maternal Grandfather had deliberately covered up this past, this matter was treated as confidential….

But this was a past that actually happened.

Lumiere caressed the crystal orb with his fingertips.

‘What on earth is this thing.’

Three months ago.

Lumiere headed to the Red Ship to save Danae.

He had obtained information that Dana had been kidnapped to the ‘Red Ship’ where the Northern Barbarians’ entertainment, gambling, prostitution, and slave trading took place.

And the Red Ship exploded for unknown reasons.

Fortunately, Lumiere wasn’t directly caught up in the Red Ship explosion, so he only suffered minor injuries.

But Danae was different.

She was drifting down with her limbs missing.

At the time, he urgently rescued her. And he discovered this crystal orb beside her.

Strange images flowed out from the crystal orb.

Mostly bizarre images of Danae- his Younger Sister and him enjoying romance.

“Hey, Lumiere. Please brush my hair for me.”

“Pardon?”

“Please do it once more. It’s not working as well as before.”

“His Majesty has no dexterity.”

“….”

There were also scenes of him doing ridiculous things for ridiculous people.

‘This is fake. It’s something that never happened.’

What exactly is the identity of this orb?

Is it planning to confuse him by alternately showing real and fake things?

That wasn’t all.

“What do you see in this orb?”

“I can’t see or hear anything.”

No one else could see the images coming from this crystal orb.

Only he could see and hear them.

Lumiere thought this crystal orb was the work of Demon Worshippers.

So he had kept it until now. This orb was the only clue to finding out who the enemy trying to confuse him was.

This time he had left for a Distant Place briefly to find that clue and only recently returned home.

But in the end, he couldn’t find any clues.

Maybe just destroying it would be the right answer.

‘Right. Let’s just smash it.’

Just as he thought that and was about to grip it tightly.

“Are you sleeping?”

The scene in the orb changes.

“You must be tired. Well, there were consecutive campaigns….”

Inside the crystal orb, a Field where wildflowers bloomed profusely.

Lumiere was sleeping with his head on Dana’s thigh.

“How can your hair be so soft.”

Dana strokes his silver hair as if fascinated by it, then begins humming a tune.

A wordless humming.

That child’s distinctive sweet and gentle voice that seemed to softly caress one’s ears…

Only after a long while did Lumiere realize he had unknowingly been listening to that humming. That the strength had left his grip that had been trying to crush the orb.

A sense of helplessness washed over him.

‘What am I doing.’

Lumiere, caught in self-disgust, opened the drawer. He shoved the orb deep inside and slammed it shut roughly.

Because his wife was coming.

“Honey.”

Sure enough, Ingria entered shortly after.

Lumiere suppressed the sudden urge to step back.

“What are you doing instead of sleeping, Lumiere?”

“You’re one to talk. I thought you were asleep.”

“I was about to sleep.”

The couple had been sleeping in separate rooms for the past two months.

Using the excuse that Lumiere was too light a sleeper and couldn’t fall asleep if someone was next to him.

Of course, the real reason was different.

“Um… when might I be able to enter the Sanctuary?”

Ingria asks cautiously.

“I heard you have a special relationship with Duke Windsor. It might be difficult, but could you please ask him once?”

“…”

“I want to study the doctrines of the Diana Church more.”

Lumiere stared intently at Ingria without answering.

“Lumiere?”

What should he say to her.

It was still time to save his words.

“I’ll go check on Danae for a moment.”

Fortunately, that child was a good excuse to avoid his wife.

Since she had been in a coma for 3 months, checking on her condition frequently wasn’t strange.

A little later, Lumiere entered Danae’s room and sat by her bedside.

‘When on earth will she open her eyes.’

…No.

Wait.

Did he see wrong.

Just now, it seemed like Danae’s eyelashes trembled slightly.

“Danae?”

He bent over to examine Danae’s face.

“Danae? Can you hear me?”

A moment later.

Danae’s eyes snapped open.

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