I’m Trying to End This Possession - Chapter 280
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Chapter 280
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“Huff, huff.”
Dana ran and ran through the Maze Garden. Her breath came in ragged gasps, but she didn’t stop.
Just moments ago, the Somora Priest’s words echoed in her ears.
“Do not worry. We simply wish to test whether you are suitable to become the Priestess of the spring water ritual.”
“The god Somora loves to play. So we too wish to test you in a somewhat playful manner.”
Damn perverted fanatics!
“Ah!”
Dana nearly lost her balance and fell while running, but barely managed to steady herself and turned toward the maze wall.
To avoid those chasing her.
“Catch her!”
“Stop right there, ahahaha!”
They were currently playing tag.
“30 minutes. You just need to run from us for exactly 30 minutes. You’ve heard of tag, haven’t you?”
“T-tag?”
“Yes. If you don’t get caught by us for 30 minutes, the game of tag ends. But if you do get caught… well, what do you think will happen?”
“Wahahahahaha!”
After thoroughly frightening her like that, how they giggled and laughed among themselves.
It seemed she was the only victim this time.
That meant their attention was focused solely on her, so she had to act without rest. Dana swallowed her irritation and pretended to cry, shedding tears.
“Sob, sob.”
She was exhausted from crying and wailing and making all sorts of commotion as they wanted.
Most of all, she was hungry.
‘These damn bastards…’
Dana’s teeth chattered at their cruelty. Making her suffer like this without even giving her food!
“Kyah!”
Just then, something grazed her shoulder as it passed by.
Damn it, it hurt so much. Curses swirled in her mouth.
‘Crazy bastards.’
Those fanatics were really immersed in this game of tag, and seemed to have even crafted weapons for today.
‘Insane things. They really prepared thoroughly for this game!’
They were Spell Arrows.
Instead of arrowheads, they shot formless spells, and every time those spells hit, something terrifying happened.
Illusions of snakes, spiders, and cockroaches covering the ground would appear.
Illusions of headless Monsters chasing her would appear.
And just moments ago, even illusions of ghosts had popped out.
They were the vengeful spirits of victims who had died on This Island.
[Save me save me save me]
[Send me home. No, you can’t go home either!]
[You must wander here forever with us!]
But she wasn’t scared at all.
Justio’s words that humans rarely become spirits protected her like a talisman.
However.
“Kyaaaah!”
Dana screamed enthusiastically and pretended to be terrified.
They had said the more she fell into fear, the better a sacrifice she would be.
So she intended to show them as quickly and swiftly as possible that she was going crazy with fear.
That way they would take her to the Altar as soon as possible to offer the human sacrifice!
What kind of illusion would it be this time?
‘Let’s finish this quickly, quickly.’
Please just take me to the Altar quickly. Dana held back her desire to shout this and prepared to cry and scream with all her might.
‘Ah, it’s changing.’
Had the Illusion Magic finally begun?
Once again her vision became blurry, and she felt the sensation of being sucked into another space.
‘Now it’s starting.’
Dana obediently closed her eyes.
Probably when she opened them again, she would be inside the illusion.
What would it be this time? Whatever it was, start quickly.
Let’s do it quickly and finish quickly. Quickly, quickly, quickly!
“Your Highness.”
Huh?
“Imperial Princess Your Highness.”
This voice is…
“Imperial Princess Your Highness.”
Danaina Rolland’s eyes snapped open.
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Princess Danae Grants’ eyes snapped open.
“Your Highness.”
Inside the Bedroom.
“Your Highness.”
Danae Grants was lying face down on the Bed, crying.
“Sob, sniff, sob.”
“Your Highness. Please stop crying.”
“Sniff, sob. Sob.”
She was so sad and depressed that only tears would come.
Three months ago, Princess Danae Grants had a miscarriage.
The Doctor said it was a miscarriage due to stress. He comforted her, saying it was common in early pregnancy, so she shouldn’t be too upset and should cheer up.
‘How can I cheer up, how!’
When she miscarried, she was terribly sad, but at the same time a strange hope arose.
Since I’m suffering this much, maybe Lyos will stop the religious war.
Since I’m so distressed that I lost a child because of that war, maybe Lyos will change his mind.
That’s what she believed.
But Lyos was surprisingly cold.
“Two years. Just wait two more years. I will definitely end the war within that time.”
At those words, Danae Grants screamed.
You crazy bastard! I won’t see you until the war ends!
At that outcry, Lyos remained silent for a long while, then answered in a cracked voice.
“Then it wouldn’t be bad for you to stay in your room until the war ends. There are so many assassins around.”
Truly, only tears came out.
Lyos had changed.
He was no longer the young man she had known.
It’s all because of me. I ruined Lyos. So I need to disappear. Only then will everything return to normal.
However, Lyos watched her as if confining her. Dana could neither change him, nor leave him, nor stop him.
Because all of this was miserable, Danae Grants buried her face in her pillow and cried. That was her daily routine.
“Your Highness.”
But why.
“Your Highness, please stop crying.”
Why does that damn guard keep interfering!
“Your Highness.”
At that call, Princess Danae Grants couldn’t bear it and jerked her upper body up.
“Whether I cry or not, what business is it of yours!”
She screamed and threw a flower vase at her guard. Crash! The vase hit his chest and shattered into pieces.
“Ah.”
And Danae Grants soon froze in shock. A fragment of the vase had grazed the guard’s white cheek as it flew.
A line of fresh blood flowed down his sculptured, beautiful face.
That hurt her heart.
‘I only hurt the people around me.’
Danae Grants staggered to her feet. Drip, drip, shedding tears as she approached the guard.
“I’m sorry. I’m really sorry.”
She reached out her trembling hand toward his cheek.
“I’m sorry, it hurts, doesn’t it. I’m really sorry. I didn’t mean to do this.”
Guard Lumiere gazed at her quietly.
Danae Grants sobbed and caressed his face with her trembling fingertips. That cheek she had wounded.
“What should I do, what should I do…”
The moment her fingertips slid across his face. Lumiere let out a low sigh.
And he gently caught her hand. He removed it from his face and pulled it down.
“So.”
He spoke in a voice as calm as a lake.
“What should I do?”
“What?”
“I asked what I should do.”
“…What?”
“I don’t like seeing you cry.”
“…”
“So tell me. What should I do and how should I do it to make you stop crying?”
No.
Danaina Roland prayed as she watched that vision—that memory of the past.
To Danae Grants. To her past self. To herself from that already ended timeline.
Please, say it’s not necessary.
Please. Danae Grants. Please.
“Will you help me?”
No.
Don’t drag him into this.
“…I want to go far away. Far from Lyos.”
No.
“Understood. Prepare to leave.”
“Lies. You’re watching me under Lyos’s orders. But you’ll help me escape?”
“Yes.”
“…You’ll tell me to get Lyos’s approval first, won’t you?”
“Do you want me to?”
“Wh-why are you suddenly acting like this?”
“I told you. I’m tired of watching Your Highness cry.”
Lumiere spoke as if he had given up on everything.
“But promise me. That you won’t cry anymore.”
Because Lumiere in that moment seemed like light itself, like salvation itself, Danae Grants burst into a radiant smile.
It was truly a smile she hadn’t worn in such a long time.
“Lumiere, thank you so much.”
Danaina Roland felt despair.
She wanted to cover Lumiere’s eyes as he gazed at Danae Grants’s laughter, at that smile, as if his breath had stopped.
She wanted to prevent him from seeing.
So that he wouldn’t fall in love.
No, so that his love wouldn’t deepen.
Lumiere’s gaze as if he had witnessed something extremely precious, his reddening earlobes, his faintly trembling eyelashes.
She wanted to block it all.
Please, I beg you, don’t love me. She wanted to plead like that.
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