I’m Trying to End This Possession - Chapter 306

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Chapter 306

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“Princess.”

Danae Grants turned around. And immediately squinted as her eyes were dazzled by the brightness.

Right in front of the Sun God’s statue. A man as beautiful as Ramun’s incarnation was looking at her.

It was Pope Justio Grants.

“What are you doing here?”

“Ah, just taking a walk for a moment…”

Then Justio’s brow furrowed.

“A walk.”

“Yes.”

“Here?”

Here.

Danae Grants shrank at what that implied. Here, this place was the Papal Court, the very center of the Papal States.

“Have you forgotten your current position, Princess?”

“…No.”

Princess Danae Grants had volunteered to become a hostage and entered the Papal Court.

In the process, her guard Lumiere was sacrificed, and she became unable to even take walks freely.

But thanks to that, the war had stopped.

The moment Danae Grants became a hostage of the Ramun Church of her own accord, Lyos requested a ceasefire.

“Return to your quarters. This is not a place for the Princess to leisurely enjoy walks.”

“…Yes.”

Danae Grants turned around as he advised. She had tried walking through the garden for the first time out of frustration, but it was indeed a pointless act.

It couldn’t be helped. The Papal Court was not a safe place for her.

A heretic from the Diana Church.

A witch who bewitched the faithful Emperor Lyos.

A demon who caused war to break out across the continent because of it.

Those were the nicknames that followed behind her.

It was inevitable that the priests of the Ramun Church’s Papal Court looked at her like a plague.

Dana had decided to endure all this hatred and live as a hostage. So, she had told Justio.

“I don’t mind living trapped here for the rest of my life and dying here.”

“You mean you’ll live your entire life as a hostage in the Papal Court? Like now?”

“Yes. You can treat me as a prisoner.”

Danae’s decision had been worth it. The war filled with madness had finally stopped.

So then…

“Well, well, who do we have here.”

At that moment, a massive shadow fell over her. Danae Grants stopped in her tracks.

A man was standing in front of her.

“Your Highness Princess Danae Grants.”

Danae Grants’ body froze stiff with tension.

“…Your Eminence Cardinal Dominic.”

He was the youngest inquisitor and one of the Seven Cardinals.

“Isn’t His Holiness the Pope being too merciful?”

And he was a fervent follower of Pope Justio.

“Instead of binding this heretic to the stake, he’s personally sheltering her in this sacred Papal Court.”

“…”

“When Your Highness is the villainess who brought the clouds of war to the continent.”

Danae Grants avoided his gaze.

Then Priest Dominic slowly bent his waist. Lowering his face to her ear, he whispered softly.

“I will definitely bind you to the stake, so look forward to it. Witch.”

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How annoying.

I had such an unpleasant dream.

“Judging the seven deadly sins, watching over the order of time and space as the sacred embodiment of power, illuminating the path of all things with the light of the sun, we pray in the name of the holy Ramun…”

Very early in the morning of the wedding day, Danaina Roland was forced to attend worship. It was an obligation for couples marrying in a Ramun Church temple.

In fact, Viego Windsor was also participating in this worship right now, sitting in a chair at the very back, as far away from her as possible.

I almost tried to acknowledge him.

When our eyes met earlier, Viego had sharply turned his head away and ignored me, as if he didn’t want to share even the same air as her.

‘Well, we’ll talk at the wedding ceremony shortly anyway.’

Dana clasped her hands together and grumbled while pretending to listen to the priest’s prayer.

Perhaps because she was about to be married surrounded by Ramun Church priests.

In her dream, she saw the days when she lived as a hostage in the Ramun Church’s Papal Court during her time as Princess Danae Grants.

The memories of her hostage days were mostly dim. Only the fact that she was the target of all kinds of contempt and hatred from the priests remained clear.

She couldn’t even remember how it ended.

“Now, let us conclude the worship.”

Finally it’s over. Dana let out a low sigh and stood up. When she turned around, Viego had already disappeared.

Leaving like the wind, he must really hate even encountering me for a moment.

Dana let out an incredulous laugh and walked alone down the long corridor. Then at some point.

“…!”

A hand shot out from behind a pillar. It immediately covered her mouth and roughly pulled her, pushing her inside through a side door like throwing her.

Bang!

The door closed.

Dana, who had been dragged inside in an instant, gasped while lying face down on the floor.

What is this. Don’t tell me I’ve been kidnapped…

“Are you alright?”

“…”

Huh?

Dana blankly raised her head. And upon facing the person who had dragged her in here, she opened her mouth in shock.

“Are you injured anywhere?”

The man asked bluntly afterward. Dumbfounded, Dana muttered with a blank expression.

“Why are you pretending to be concerned when you’re the one who roughly threw me in here…”

“I apologize. There was a possibility you might resist unnecessarily and cause a commotion.”

The man who spoke nonchalantly lowered the hood of his robe that was pulled deep down. Then even in the dark room, a brilliant golden color was revealed.

That blonde hair that Lyos once had too.

“Your Holiness the Pope.”

Why is this person here?

Moreover, wearing such plain priest robes that only ordinary priests would wear…

‘Could it be like Alice or Sandra, where someone else took drugs and is pretending to be Justio?’

When she sent him a suspicious look, he answered calmly.

“The holy magic I cast on you is probably weakening.”

“…”

“Is that correct?”

It really is Justio.

Holy magic that prevents personality confusion. That was something only she and Justio knew. She hadn’t told Lete about this yesterday either.

“Yes, I do feel something like that slightly.”

“There’s a possibility it will completely disappear soon, so prepare yourself.”

“….”

How is that supposed to help her prepare?

Dana sighed and stood up from her seat.

“I’ll try to prepare myself mentally. But back then, are your injuries alright? I saw the golden chains pierce through Your Holiness’s abdomen….”

“And this afternoon, I understand you have your wedding ceremony.”

Justio cut off her question immediately as if it were useless conversation. Every minute and second seemed precious to him, with no intention of engaging in idle chatter.

“If possible, I suggest you skip the wedding ceremony and flee to a distant place.”

What is he talking about?

Yesterday Karl Windsor ran away from the wedding ceremony. If she ran away today too, it would become quite ridiculous.

“I can’t do that. I need to officially and legally become the Duchess of Windsor first. Only then will I gain the authority to freely enter and exit the Sanctuary.”

But why is he saying such things? Dana stared intently at Justio’s face.

“But why tell me to run away? Is something going to happen?”

“I cannot tell you. However, if the information I have proves to be true, you could suffer great harm, so if at all possible, hold the wedding ceremony at another location at another time.”

Dana was flustered. How could he say such nonsensical things with such a nonchalant expression?

“Don’t beat around the bush and tell me in detail. What is it?”

Then Justio shook his head very firmly.

“This is an internal matter of the Ramun Church Papal Palace. I am bound by a vow of silence, so even if I wanted to tell you, I cannot.”

“I see. Then did Your Holiness come here because of that Papal Court matter?”

“Yes. My presence here is confidential, so please keep it secret.”

Of course. As Dana silently stood up from her seat, Justio casually added.

“There is one piece of information I can share with you.”

“What is it?”

“The Anti-Religious Leader Faction has decided to eliminate you.”

“….”

“It seems Rodrigo Windsor has decided to kill you and transfer your soul to a new body.”

“I see.”

“They have sent an assassin after you, so be careful.”

“…Do you happen to know who it is?”

“I only know it’s one of Windsor’s members.”

Justio pulled his robe’s hood down again. Then he grabbed the side door handle and said quietly.

“If you survive beyond today, come to the Papal Court as soon as possible. I have decided not to tolerate Rodrigo Windsor any longer.”

“Ah.”

“I believe that matter was something we agreed to cooperate on.”

“Yes. I know. I remember, so don’t worry.”

“Since you’re the one who knows that man’s base, it would be troublesome for me if you died like this. So.”

Justio, who had paused briefly, turned his head to look at her. Dana momentarily held her breath at his bright blue eyes that shot straight toward her.

He said stiffly.

“Do not commit suicide.”

“….”

Dana was momentarily stunned. Once again, he asked as if urging her.

“I said do not commit suicide.”

“…Yes.”

“Can you swear to it?”

“Ah, yes. Of course.”

As soon as he heard her answer, as if his business was finished, Justio quickly left the room without even saying goodbye.

…What does he mean, don’t commit suicide?

‘Ah, right. He saw that I wanted to die.’

When Danawin’s personality had dominated her.

She had even begged him to kill her.

It seemed he was worried that since the holy magic he had cast on her might weaken, she might try to kill herself again. As he said, she was the only one who knew Rodrigo Windsor’s—the Anti-Religious Leader Faction’s base.

‘Rodrigo Windsor must have caused great damage to the Papal Court.’

Seeing how actively he’s prepared to sweep him away.

“Ugh, it stings.”

Dana rubbed her hand. That man really has such a refined face but his actions are incredibly rough.

Dana knew.

‘So what Lete said was true.’

Lete had actually done secretary work for once in a while, telling her what would happen at her wedding ceremony.

And she could vaguely guess who the assassin was too.

He said it was a member of the Windsor Family.

It’s not Karl Windsor. He’s absolutely not the type of person to work as someone’s personal subordinate, especially under Rodrigo.

‘Who knows. This time I really made him angry, so maybe he hates me now and temporarily became cooperative with them.’

Hadn’t she provoked him in all sorts of ways, telling him to get married, picking out wedding dress uniforms for him? And the loser of their childish and vicious bet was Karl Windsor.

Because he ran away.

Thinking about it made her giggle. She felt elated. Dana was very pleased that Karl Windsor had fled like a coward, unable even to get married.

‘Viego Windsor is obviously not it.’

He couldn’t possibly be a member of the Anti-Religious Leader Faction.

Then there’s only one person left.

Dana thought blankly.

‘Do you hate me enough to want to kill me?’

Noah.

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