I’m Trying to End This Possession - Chapter 293

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Chapter 293

 

 

 

 

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…Was it a dream?

“Get ready to go, Dana.”

Dana stared blankly at Lumiere’s face. Inside the room where bright sunlight streamed in. Lumiere lifted up his pocket watch.

It was 7 AM.

“The sea breeze will get stronger at noon. Let’s depart before then.”

What?

She was certain that last night, she had been struck on the head by Anton and lost consciousness.

But when she opened her eyes, only Lumiere was there waiting for her.

Without Anton or Ingria.

‘That’s strange. I saw Lumiere injured and tied up with rope.’

She hadn’t noticed at the time because she had lost her reason.

But thinking about it now, he seemed a little different from Lumiere. That is to say…

‘His body…’

Dana glanced at Lumiere.

His broad shoulders and the solid, muscular body that stood out even beneath his suit. Unlike his delicate face, his sturdy physique was definitely something that man from yesterday didn’t possess.

‘Right, it was someone who only had the same face.’

But…

“Yesterday I saw someone who looked like Brother.”

“Did you dream it?”

“…”

“It must have been a good dream. Me being two people.”

With him responding like this.

She couldn’t ask any more.

Even the room was clean. The man who resembled Lumiere had been injured and dripping blood, yet there wasn’t a single drop of blood left in the room.

Was it really all a dream?

Seeing the room that was merely neat and tidy, and Lumiere drinking tea with his beautiful composure, made her even more suspicious.

“What about Ingria and Maternal Grandfather?”

“Unfortunately, they seem to have been corrupted by the Corrupted Land.”

Lumiere said nonchalantly as he set down his teacup.

“Corrupted Land occurred on Godom Island here, and everyone died.”

“…”

“I’m glad at least you survived.”

“…”

“Right?”

Lumiere looked at her with a subtle smile. Once again, he asked gently.

“Right, Dana?”

“…”

Dana swallowed.

Though she found it puzzling that Lumiere was willingly playing the role of accomplice, though that sense of unease made her throat tingle.

“Yes.”

It was a scenario with nothing bad for her.

But his detached attitude made Dana feel like she was falling deeper into a maze. Could all of that really have been a dream?

“Get up and shower. Let’s have our meal after we get to Eldiva Island.”

“Yes, Brother.”

Dana answered like that and got up from the bed.

And the moment she stood on the floor.

Trickle.

“…Ah.”

Dana froze in place.

This was.

Something.

A foreign sensation.

That is, the feeling of something flowing down heavily…

Dana was so shocked that she just stood there, then creakily moved her head to look back at Lumiere.

He was leisurely drinking tea while admiring the sea spread out outside the window, but perhaps sensing Dana’s gaze, he looked at her again.

“What’s wrong, Dana?”

He smiled affectionately.

“Do you have something to say?”

“…”

Dana’s face flushed red.

It wasn’t a dream.

Absolutely not.

 

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While Lumiere prepared the ship, Dana headed underground to get the Sacred Relic.

Lumiere readily let her go alone.

To this place full of corruption, where one could die with their body rotting at any time if they accidentally stepped on Corrupted Land.

 

“Be careful and come back. Don’t be too late.”

 

Seeing how he simply gave her a warning, he clearly knew about her ability.

‘What on earth happened after I collapsed yesterday?’

While walking through the corridor of the Great Temple filled with rotting corpses, she also discovered bodies presumed to be Anton Roland and Ingria.

Their entire bodies were rotting away so their faces weren’t clearly visible, but she was certain it was them…

‘Is Lumiere okay?’

He seemed to care for Ingria quite a bit. Above all, didn’t he regard Anton Roland like a father?

That wasn’t all.

‘…’

Dana stopped abruptly in place.

She had been certain earlier too, but having relations with Lumiere wasn’t a dream.

To call it a dream, there was still a stiff and throbbing sensation remaining. And above all.

It had flowed down.

The traces of what Lumiere had released last night remained. It was truly an enormous amount that made her face burn with embarrassment.

She caressed her stomach.

‘…It should be fine, right?’

She wouldn’t get pregnant from just that one day, right? No, but just in case, should she take medicine as soon as she returned?

“Ahhhhh.”

Dana let out a scream-like moan and grabbed her hair. Her legs gave out, and she sat down for a moment.

At the last moment, Lumiere had clearly tried not to create any dangerous possibilities. Even in the midst of losing his reason so completely, he had done that.

But she had held onto him.

She was definitely insane.

No. It really was a crazy time.

‘Quickly….’

Dana staggered as she got up.

Let me quickly get the sacred relic and fix this mind that goes insane every night.

“Sacred relic, quickly, sacred relic….”

Dana walked over the rotting, decayed corpses. And finally arrived underground.

Above the stairs leading to the altar. There, the dust that had been Demian was still piled up thickly. She suddenly felt a surge of anger.

‘Because of you, I went this crazy, you bastard!’

Because of you! All because of you!

Dana trampled that dust without hesitation and passed by to stand before the altar.

‘Ah, here it is.’

It was safely wrapped in corruption.

My beautiful sacred relic.

Dana looked down at the amber jewel embedded in the altar floor with ecstatic eyes.

Finally, finally I can get my hands on the sacred relic!

Dana knelt and reached out her hand. Just before touching the sacred relic, in that brief moment, countless thoughts came and went.

‘First, I need to solve this body’s lifespan problem.’

Now only 52 days of life remained.

‘And let me fix my mind.’

I’ll fix this mind that loses reason and becomes clouded with madness every night.

‘Right, after doing that first, let me prioritize the things I need to do. There’s too much to do….’

And so, the moment her hand finally touched the sacred relic.

At that moment, Dana’s thoughts were cut off.

Her mind turned pure white.

“…Huh?”

What is this.

Dana groped with her fingertips and grasped the sacred relic in her hand. The more she did so, the more certain the strange feeling became.

What is this?

Something’s different?

It felt completely different from when she had touched Karl Windsor’s ring, the sacred relic, before.

That sacred relic back then was light yet heavy, cold yet hot. Like a small glass marble containing the sun, it had a distinct presence even when kept in her pocket.

But this is so….

‘It just feels like a stone.’

No, surely not.

Her heart, sensing foreboding, beat rapidly. She shook her head. That can’t be.

Dana gripped the sacred relic tightly.

“Lifespan.”

It was daytime now.

The time of the sun.

It was a time when she could use the sacred relic as much as she wanted. Dana clutched the sacred relic and whispered desperately.

“Extend my lifespan….”

She closed her eyes tightly and prayed.

“Extend my lifespan. Solve the problem my heart has.”

Why….

How….

Why isn’t anything happening?

Dana slowly lifted her eyelids. She looked down at the sacred relic with empty eyes. It just lay quietly on her palm like an ordinary jewel.

This can’t be right?

Dana gripped the sacred relic again. That cold-warm stone from which she felt no power.

“Open a Dimensional Gate for me.”

It was very quiet.

“Take me to the Frozen Lake.”

Very still.

“Revive Demian.”

Very silent.

“Or at least light a torch or something.”

As the silence lengthened, Dana’s tone grew increasingly sharp.

“Anything’s fine, so do something!”

Anything’s fine, so do something!

Do something!

Do it!

Only sharp cries echoed through the basement and returned.

Dana breathed roughly. Her eyes burned red.

“Ridiculous.”

She picked up the fake sacred relic that had fallen on the floor, the amber jewel she had given to Demian.

Suddenly she laughed.

Only after holding both jewels in her hands did it become certain.

“Ha.”

This sacred relic was fake.

Just an ordinary jewel.

Just as she had deceived Demian.

Someone had switched it with a jewel similar to the sacred relic.

Probably before she had opened this altar.

No, before she had come to this island.

Maybe long before that.

The sacred relic of this place had already been taken by someone else.

Feeling dizzy, Dana staggered and collapsed inside the altar. Her head spun and she felt nauseous.

How exactly? Who exactly? Why exactly?

Who could have taken the sacred relic?

This sacred relic was buried in the middle of the Corrupted Land – corruption, so no one should be able to touch it?

Who exactly!

‘No!’

No.

No, no.

There are people who can touch it.

The Grants family.

Those royals blessed by Sun God Ramun!

People like Lyos, Justio, even Wilhelm Grants don’t get corrupted. If it were them, they could easily take it without being corrupted!

‘Who is it. Who took my sacred relic!’

Whoever it is, I’ll steal it back. Even if it’s Justio Grants himself, I’ll get that sacred relic by any means necessary!

Dana frantically placed her hand on the altar. Then opened it without hesitation.

Divine Sight. That giant demon’s eye that looks down through time.

“I need to see who took this sacred relic.”

Whether it was because she was excited to the tips of her hair, or because Lumiere had filled her with lust, the source of her power, so much, so very much the night before.

“Show me who took this sacred relic.”

Divine Sight opened very easily.

Flash, another eye opens.

And the past unfolded before her eyes.

 

“Kugh!”

 

Creak, the stone door of the basement opens.

And a priest of the Somora Cult falls into this inner chamber as if collapsing.

 

“L-let go, this, this is the basement!”

 

And the grip lightly holding the priest’s nape, dragging him like a dog.

A man’s large grip.

 

“As promised, I guided you here, to the basement! Let me go!”

 

The priest trembles while caught in that grip. Eyes shaking with fear.

 

“Let, let me go I said. I won’t tell anyone that you infiltrated this place.”

 

Soon he begins pleading with tears welling in his eyes.

 

“Please spare my life! I won’t say anything!”

 

Then the grip twisting the priest’s nape loosened. Was he relieved by this? The moment the priest’s facial muscles relaxed.

That grip grabbed the priest’s jaw and tore it off with a crack.

It was a horrific murder. The priest died without even a scream. He collapsed while spilling blood.

The man passes by the corpse without interest. He walks steadily and calmly climbs the altar.

He stares down at the altar’s lid, then taps it with his boot.

It doesn’t open.

Then a sigh comes down as if annoyed.

 

“Ah, if you put shamanism on the altar, you should have told me beforehand. Priest. Then I would have kept you alive until opening the lid.”

 

An irritated low mutter.

However, shortly after, the man reached out and forcibly tore open the altar’s lid.

Crack, crackle, currents of light sparked in resistance- but when the tendons on the man’s hand bulged once, everything ended in an instant.

Thud!

The lid falls ungracefully to the floor and dust rises.

But the man paid no attention.

He just looks at the bottom of the altar buried in pitch-black corruption.

At the sacred relic floating like the sun within it.

 

“This is it.”

 

A muttering mixed with laughter scatters.

The man reaches out. He picks up the sacred relic buried in the middle of the corruption and pulls it out.

Incredibly light and refreshing.

Without a speck of corruption on his fingertips.

 

“This is…”

 

Then he brought it close to his face. He begins examining it by turning it this way and that as if curious.

 

“A sacred relic.”

 

A strange gleam flashed in his clear green eyes.

Then he tore off the ring on his left middle finger, the amber gemstone attached to it-

And placed it in the sacred relic’s spot, at the bottom of the altar.

And he brings the sacred relic to where his ring’s gemstone had been.

The sacred relic filled the ring’s empty space and stuck to it as if water was seeping in.

As if it had been a gemstone on that ring from the beginning.

As if it had been a gemstone decorating the Deputy Head’s ring from the start.

 

“Pretty.”

 

Karl Windsor smiled with satisfaction.

 

“Will Dana like it?”

 

He smiled brightly.

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