I’m Trying to End This Possession - Chapter 290

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Chapter 290

“That woman is a witch! If you release her, she’ll take revenge on us!”

“…Revenge?”

What was he suddenly talking about?

Then Anton warned quietly.

“Lumiere, you shut your mouth.”

“No, he needs to know too. He needs to know so he won’t try to wake that woman! That we tried to offer that woman as a human sacrifice to the Somora Cult, and that woman wants to take revenge on us!”

It was terrible. The sight of a face that resembled his own cowering like the world’s greatest coward and babbling was so disgusting.

“That woman is not in her right mind! She’s insane! The Somora Cult drove that woman to extreme terror and tormented her until she was on the verge of madness! So that woman truly went mad and killed everyone with her strange ability! If she regains consciousness again, she’ll take revenge on us again-!”

Bang!

At that moment, a bullet lodged in the man’s forehead. Without even letting out a groan, he collapsed backward.

Thud.

“Kyaaaah!”

Belatedly, Ingria screamed. She grabbed the fallen man’s corpse and wailed.

“Wh-what are you doing! No, Lumiere! Lumiere!”

“Damn it, you lowly bastard, how dare you.”

Anton Roland, who had shot him, breathed roughly. He too seemed to have lost his reason, his pupils dilated.

“I’ve been treating you kindly and lovingly all this time, and you dare crawl up from nowhere, dare to run your mouth carelessly, a mere courtesan, daring to spout nonsense to my grandson…”

“Maternal Grandfather.”

Anton’s muttering was cut short.

“What did you do to Danae?”

“…”

Anton didn’t answer.

Even in his hazy state of mind, he had noticed.

Right now, the ice-cold determination standing in Lumiere’s eyes, all of it.

“You.”

Sharp betrayal flashed across Anton’s face.

“What are you thinking right now?”

“…”

“Are you planning to abandon me because of that one woman, Danae?”

“…”

“You, abandon me?”

Anton let out a laugh as if it were absurd.

He reached out and roughly grabbed Lumiere’s face.

“You’re thinking of rebelling against me because of one woman? You?”

But soon the strength left his grip.

Thud. Anton’s hand fell downward.

“Right… Rather than see you betray me.”

The next moment, Anton Roland swiftly raised his gun. He quickly aimed it at Danae’s head.

“I’d rather kill that thing!”

And he pulled the trigger without hesitation.

“…!”

No, he couldn’t pull it.

Because he had no strength.

In his fingertips, in his grip, in his arm, in his shoulder… because he had no strength.

What was this?

Anton looked down at the area around his neck. And he found the cause of his lost strength. Sharp metal, a dagger, was piercing his nape, and this had severed his tendons.

He understood, but he absolutely couldn’t comprehend this scene.

No. He couldn’t believe-

“…!”

Anton’s eyes widened. That chilling sensation pushing in as if this wasn’t the end, no, Lumiere’s strength without even hesitation.

He absolutely couldn’t believe it.

“Lu, miere.”

Lumiere looked into those eyes. His maternal grandfather’s eyes, torn to shreds by pain and betrayal.

Looking straight at them, he thrust the dagger deep.

“Kh, kheuk.”

Anton’s face contorted with shock and pain. But the facing Lumiere was surprisingly calm. He simply pushed the dagger deeper, inside, pressing it in, while saying.

“You’ll kill her?”

A composed voice. Even that was surprisingly so.

“You mustn’t do that.”

“Uh, uhk, kheuk.”

“You mustn’t, Maternal Grandfather.”

“Uhk, kheuk…!”

Thud.

Finally, the gun fell from Anton’s hand.

When Lumiere pulled out the dagger, blood immediately poured out. Anton clutched his neck and moved his lips.

“You, you.”

A completely hoarse voice.

“You…”

Thump. His maternal grandfather’s body collapsed.

That was the end.

The end.

Lumiere looked down at the corpse with an expressionless face.

Right now, more shocking than the fact that he had impulsively killed his maternal grandfather was that he felt not even a trace of regret.

“You… You.”

Lumiere slowly turned his head.

Ingria was sitting on the floor, trembling.

“You, what have you done.”

“As you can see.”

Lumiere answered while wiping the blood that had splattered on his face.

“H-how could you do such a thing. He, how much he cherished you, how much he loved you…”

He knew.

He too loved his maternal grandfather.

But…

He couldn’t let Danae die, could he?

No matter how much his maternal grandfather was his protector who had saved his life, his teacher, his father-like existence.

As long as he tried to kill Danae, he couldn’t let him keep breathing, could he?

That determination, that logic was so perfect that not even a single doubt arose. That was eerie.

“How could you do something so ungrateful!”

Lumiere bent his waist. He picked up the gun his maternal grandfather had dropped.

“You’re crazy. You’re crazy. You’re crazy. You are crazy.”

Ingria tore at her disheveled hair.

“Ha, haha. Right. As expected, blood can’t be deceived, can it? That dirty, barbaric blood flowing in your body.”

Click. Lumiere checked the magazine.

“Hahaha, aha, shall I tell you something interesting, Lumiere?”

One shot remaining.

Fortunately for Ingria.

There would be no pain.

“You know what? You probably have the filthiest, most disgusting blood of anyone in this world. No one on this continent has a more vile bloodline than you!”

Lumiere aimed his gun barrel at her. Ingria, perhaps sensing her end, ranted like a madwoman.

“Half your blood comes from a courtesan who sold her beauty to make a living, and the other half from a vicious and barbaric pirate!”

“Yes.”

“Roland’s ancestors massacred a noble family and stole their genealogy to masquerade as nobles-!”

“I understand perfectly.”

Bang!

A bullet lodged in Ingria’s left chest. As if piercing her heart instantly, she collapsed weakly to the side.

Falling on top of that courtesan who was supposedly her father, overlapping with him.

Only then, finally…

Finally, the room became quiet.

Lumiere breathed quietly.

Now everyone had shut their mouths. Finally.

Fortunately, no more sounds came from inside the orb either. At last, that long and intense lovemaking had ended, and only steady breathing could be heard.

Suddenly, words he had heard from the orb not long ago came to mind.

[You’re the type who would abandon your lord, turn your back on your friends, and gladly trample even your parents, all because you’re bewitched by a woman.]

[Even dogs don’t bite their masters.]

[You’re worse than a dog.]

Now he could see that man really knew him well.

Even he thought himself truly base, vulgar, and despicable.

That’s why even now, still, like this.

He was swollen and throbbing down there.

As if he had experienced the climax he tasted in the orb himself, he was still basking in its afterglow. Even in this moment when he had killed his wife and maternal grandfather…

But did that matter?

Lumiere walked over to Danae. Untying the rope that bound her, he said quietly.

“Let’s go home now.”

Danae was safe.

That was truly important.

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