I’m Trying to End This Possession - Chapter 284

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Chapter 284

“Oh, you’ve brought the goat!”

“Thank goodness!”

The priests showed obvious relief. They had been worried that Roland might have truly betrayed them.

“Come, come, let’s place it on the altar!”

“Yes! We must perform the ritual before it gets any later!”

Ingria was displeased, but she kept her mouth shut.

In truth, she was also relieved. If Roland had betrayed them, it would have caused many problems indeed.

“We shall begin the ritual!”

The priests gathered around the black altar. As they chanted their incantations, the altar made unpleasant creaking sounds as it slowly opened like a coffin lid.

“Cast the sacrifice into the darkness of the altar!”

Demian walked steadily toward the altar. At the bottom of the altar that gaped with its black maw, an even blacker abyss existed.

“Quickly, offer the goat as sacrifice!”

The bottom of the altar was contaminated.

“Hurry!”

However, at the center of the blackly rotted bottom, an amber jewel sparkled like the sun floating in the night sky.

That was the sacred relic.

The thing Dana had been searching for so desperately.

“Be careful not to touch the contamination!”

“Quickly, throw the sacrifice inside!”

“After throwing it in, come into the protective spell we’ve cast!”

The next moment, Adma lowered Dana into the altar.

Watching, Ingria frowned. Why was he treating a mere sacrifice so preciously like a princess!

But since the sacrifice had definitely been thrown into the altar, cheers erupted. The Somora Shamans raised their hands high as if they had been waiting and began chanting prayers.

“O great and holy Somora!”

“We offer you this goat of noble blood!”

“Please accept our devotion and guide us with your blessing!”

Ingria’s heart beat rapidly. Now her favorite spectacle would unfold. This sight of the sacrifice struggling as it was stained by the rotten contamination – how entertaining it was!

But this would be the last time. Ingria bit down hard inside her mouth.

After this time, she would truly settle all accounts with the past.

Because I have Lumiere.

The most beautiful man she had ever seen in her life. Being able to have such a man was truly fortunate.

So now she must live as Lumiere’s wife, being obedient, doing good deeds, and helping others.

For that, Danae had to die anyway. Because she had seen. Because she had witnessed. As long as she existed, the past could not be completely settled.

So then…

No, but…

“Lord Adma Roland! Quickly come into the protective spell!”

“What are you doing there!”

…Has that man gone mad?

Soon the contaminated Danae would jump out of the altar and go berserk, and if it touched his body he would be contaminated too, so why was he still standing there?

Ingria shouted.

“Adma Roland! What on earth-“

At that moment, light exploded.

An intense wave of light that burst from within the altar spread throughout the room with a resonating sound. The dark basement became bright as if the sun had risen, and the shadows hanging on the walls distorted in the light.

The priests instinctively cowered.

“Wh-what is this!”

“What is happening!”

And at that moment. In the pure white light that pierced her vision, Ingria clearly saw.

Adma reaching his hand into the altar.

And-

Grabbing Danae’s neck and lifting her up.

The motion was extremely threatening, but.

“You have purified it magnificently. As expected, you are the light of this world, the one and only saint who will save this world.”

The voice that flowed out was tender and affectionate, as if addressing a beloved lover.

“Please give me the sacred relic, Dana.”

* * *

Demian could never give up his desires.

In fact, he didn’t know how to give up.

“Please hand over the sacred relic to me quickly. Dana.”

He wanted to be with Dana. He absolutely didn’t want to hand her over to his father.

“Quickly.”

And he wanted to live long. Only by living long could he stay by Dana’s side for a long time.

“I don’t want to do anything harsh to you.”

So he decided.

To neither hand Dana over to his father nor live long and long by Dana’s side.

Fortunately, there was a solution.

“Give me the sacred relic, Dana.”

The sacred relic.

All he had to do was steal that mysterious jewel that Dana would find.

He knew well that there was a sacred relic beneath the black altar of the Great Temple of Somora.

However, this Godom Island was extremely dangerous and not easily accessible, and the altar was even contaminated, so he hadn’t dared to approach it.

Who could possibly get their hands on that sacred relic?

‘Only Dana could get her hands on it.’

So the moment Dana purified the contamination and got the sacred relic in her hands, he would steal the sacred relic.

He planned to extend his own lifespan with that sacred relic and also extend Dana’s lifespan.

Of course, Dana wouldn’t comply obediently.

A little bit of coercion would be necessary.

“Quickly.”

Just like right now.

“Give me the sacred relic, Dana.”

Her nape was slender. So delicate and fragile that it would fit completely in his one hand.

If he squeezed like this, it would break just like that.

He had already broken her neck once before.

Long ago.

When she had possessed the body of a young girl.

When she had entered the body of Danayu – that young child.

When he had grabbed the neck of Danayu who was trying to return to her own time, and cut off her breath to prevent her soul from leaving.

A bitter smile emerged.

‘I can never be forgiven anyway.’

He knew better than anyone that Dana would never forgive him. What he had done to her was something that could never be forgiven.

He had prevented her soul from returning to its original time and trapped it in his time.

And after transferring her to Danawin’s body, he had dominated her mind and made her live as his wife for over ten years. A woman who would only say ‘yes’ to everything.

Whatever he ordered her to do. Whatever he did to her.

Only ‘yes, yes, yes’.

Demian knows too.

That wasn’t something a human being would do.

Only a beast would do such a thing.

‘You will never be able to forgive me.’

But you’re not the only one who can’t forgive.

I’m the same. I also can never forgive you.

You also did something no human being could do.

You also did what only a beast would do.

My son. With Viego Windsor….

‘How could you toy with my son.’

The memories that Demian’s soul had experienced were all permeated into him, who was a fragment of that soul.

That’s why he knows.

What Demian saw, heard, and discovered.

Everything, including how she eloped with his son.

Rage like lava boiled up in an instant. He barely managed to speak gently.

“Hurry up and hand over the Sacred Relic, Dana.”

However, he couldn’t stop the strength from entering his grip around her neck.

The jealousy he had been forcibly suppressing all this time surged up. He wanted to pour out resentment and blame toward her.

You, did you live happily after running away with my son?

For nearly a year, at that damn Northern Sheep Ranch, raising those filthy sheep!

Did you spend blissful time like newlyweds?

With my son, of all people, with my son!

His blood boiled with rage. He felt like he might shed tears of blood from fury.

But he would absolutely not blame her.

She seemed not to remember her time with Viego Windsor, so she must have forgotten her love with Viego Windsor too.

So he intended to swallow all this rage.

‘Viego Windsor, that filthy unfilial bastard.’

His son, who had always watched gloomily from behind whenever he encountered him and Danawin.

Viego Windsor, who had simply watched quietly, like a shadow, just watching and watching.

With that docile face, he must have been secretly planning to steal the woman from my arms.

Had he instinctively sensed it?

Demian had always found his son irritating.

No, actually he had been wary of him.

Without realizing it, he might have been feeling fear toward Viego Windsor deep down.

Afraid that someday his son would steal his wife from him.

That fear actually came true. Viego Windsor had stolen his wife away, and amazingly, had set up a new household. They lived no different from a married couple.

It was fortunate that Demian died right after seeing that sight.

If I had continued living after that, Dana.

I wouldn’t have been able to treat you well.

By heavenly fortune, he had finally reclaimed the wife who had once been stolen. Now he wouldn’t give her up to anyone.

“Give me the Sacred Relic, Dana. I’m telling you for the last time.”

Did Demian know?

That even the fragment he left behind would eventually make the same choice as him. That it would follow desire just like him.

‘Don’t force me to make the apology you couldn’t make.’

Because I am you, and you are me.

We’re both the same cowards.

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