I’m Trying to End This Possession - Chapter 266

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Chapter 266

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On the way to the castle by carriage,

Dana was greatly surprised by the scene outside the window.

“Respect the god Somora!”

“A lord who doesn’t respect the god of the sea is not a true lord!”

“We people of Eldiva worship Somora!”

Were they holding a demonstration right now?

Quite a large crowd had gathered and was shouting.

Somora was the god of the sea, and she had heard it was the deity worshipped by the natives of Eldiva Island.

‘Somora is a god depicted favorably even in the scriptures, so the Ramun Church wouldn’t be hostile toward it.’

In other words, it also meant it was a small-scale religion that didn’t need to be particularly guarded against.

But what did it mean that the lord didn’t respect it?

“What’s happening, Maternal Grandfather?”

At Lumiere’s question, Anton answered as if he had been waiting.

“It’s the spring water ritual period right now. They’re making a fuss demanding that a priestess be offered to the spring water of the Great Temple of Somora.”

“What?”

Ingria asked in surprise.

“Is it something like human sacrifice?”

“Of course not.”

Sandra answered instead. She spoke sarcastically as if the very thought was absurd.

“It’s a ritual where a young woman from the bloodline of the lord who rules the island is dressed in sacred robes that are practically like being naked, then made to pray at the spring water.”

“I see, such a ritual existed.”

“When the Pirate King ruled this island, the Pirate King’s daughter or wife performed that ritual. Anyway, they’re barbarians.”

As she said, it was absolutely impossible to perform such a ritual at present.

The lord of the island had changed to the Roland Family, and all the women of the family were nobles.

Then Ingria spoke worriedly.

“What if the demonstration grows stronger and riots break out? Even though the Empire’s navy soldiers are stationed here, we can’t carry out another massacre… Oh my. I’m sorry.”

“…”

Massacre. Thinking that word was inappropriate, Ingria quickly apologized.

To Lumiere.

“I’m sorry, Lumiere. I didn’t mean it that way.”

“It’s fine.”

Lumiere answered with a bright smile.

“It’s not wrong either.”

“It was a necessary process in the course of eliminating the pirates.”

Anton gripped his shoulder as if proud of Lumiere.

“I’m only proud that you had such boldness and decisiveness at just sixteen, during your student days.”

This time Lumiere didn’t answer. However, Anton cheerfully continued speaking.

“This works out well. Lumiere, all the natives of Eldiva Island fear you, so if the demonstration becomes violent, please suppress it.”

“Yes, Maternal Grandfather.”

Dana held her breath and listened to the entire conversation.

Elimination operation. She had only known it to that extent…

‘Massacre?’

…Well, the opponents were pirates after all.

It would have been impossible to occupy the island in a gentlemanly manner.

“Dana.”

Just then, Dana was startled by the body temperature lightly tapping the back of her hand. What was that?

“The atmosphere of this island must be uncomfortable for you. Isn’t that right?”

Anton, sitting across from her, was smiling gently.

Did he just touch the back of my hand?

Or not? Did we just bump into each other briefly?

“As you know, the natives of Eldiva were once those who engaged in piracy. They are people who enjoyed uncivilized and barbaric culture for a very long time.”

“I see.”

“Culture cannot be changed in an instant. As a prophet, you need an attitude of patience.”

“Yes.”

Why was she getting goosebumps?

Dana felt that Anton’s gaze and voice were sweet beyond being affectionate.

“By the way, I heard your eye color changed during the treatment process, and it’s really true. It’s the color of spring buds. Very beautiful.”

“Thank you for the compliment. You also look good having recovered your health, Maternal Grandfather…”

“…”

It wasn’t her imagination.

Just now, Anton had stroked the back of her hand again.

‘What the…’

Was it because his appearance had become younger?

Was that why she felt so uncomfortable…

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“Now, this is Adma’s room.”

Finally arriving at the Lord’s Castle. Sandra guided her to the front of a room.

“There will be guards standing outside the door, so call them if anything happens.”

“Yes, Mother.”

Dana thought as she entered the room.

The young man who claimed to be her husband.

Whether Adma Rolland was really Demian or not didn’t matter at all.

The reason she came here was because of the holy relic.

However.

“H-h-honey?”

The moment she opened the door and entered, she knew.

“Dana. Honey. Is it really my darling?”

This bastard.

It was that bastard.

“Honey.”

A very tall man approached with tears welling up in his eyes.

He was definitely a man she was seeing for the first time.

Brown hair and red eyes. A young man who appeared to be in his early twenties, a stranger she was meeting for the first time, but…

“Ah, to meet you again feels like a dream.”

However, Dana didn’t find that man unfamiliar at all.

No, rather, he was familiar to the point of making her nauseous.

“Really, I missed you so much.”

That passionate gaze overflowing with love.

“Please allow me to embrace you just once.”

Those fingers writhing as if he couldn’t bear it without touching her.

“You’re still so beautiful… how… my wife truly is…”

And the moment he saw her face, everything surged up from below.

It was all exactly the same as Demian.

The moment she thought that, rage and disgust that made her head spin erupted. Goosebumps rose, and her stomach churned so badly that Dana covered her mouth.

I’m going to throw up.

He’s exactly like that bastard!

Demian Windsor. That bastard who controlled me for over ten years in the name of love!

Dana immediately spun around and opened the door. Then she spoke to the guard standing watch outside.

“Could you please step aside?”

“Pardon? But…”

“Please step aside. Unless you have a hobby of voyeurism.”

When she deliberately spoke with sexual undertones, the guard’s face reddened as he understood her meaning.

“Ah, understood.”

After sending the guard away, Dana slammed the door shut again and turned around.

Had he heard her conversation?

The man’s lower body was swollen even more with anticipation, and his eyes were rippling with affection.

“Honey, I’m ready anytime, ack!”

Crash!

She didn’t listen. She simply reached to the side, grabbed whatever she could, and hurled it at Adma Rolland, at that man.

“Ack!”

It was an action without thought. Pure, primal, instinctive violence surged up, and she absolutely could not bear it.

“Ack! Ack! Honey!”

“Who’s your honey!”

Teacups, books, candlesticks, pocket watches—she threw everything she could get her hands on.

When there was nothing left to throw, Dana pounced on him like a wild beast and attacked him. The most powerful attack she could manage.

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