I’m Trying to End This Possession - Chapter 318

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Chapter 318

 

 

 

Over ten years ago, when Dana was Danawin Windsor.

Demian had brought her to this place, Nemoras, once before. Demian was very reluctant, but Rodrigo had stubbornly demanded it.

 

“There are materials that only exist in Nemoras’s laboratory. You must bring Dana here!”

 

Demian had no choice but to turn Danawin into an idiot before bringing her to Nemoras.

It seemed like now was that time. Of all times.

“Your Holiness. Shall we go now?”

“….”

“Your Holiness?”

Why aren’t you moving?

Justio remained motionless like a stone statue, quietly staring at her.

‘Was it that shocking?’

But you can’t even see well from here. Or maybe it was his first time seeing such intimate relations between a man and woman….

Then Justio opened his tightly closed lips.

“If….”

It was a very deep, very low voice.

“If you have any desire to take revenge on your enemy, I will help you.”

“….”

Enemy?

Dana blinked and soon realized.

‘Ah. Right. Justio knows too. That they weren’t an ordinary couple.’

That Demian had destroyed Danawin’s personality, treated her like a pretty doll, and taken her as he pleased—Justio would know all of this too.

But revenge. To think Justio would make such a proposal.

“No. It’s fine.”

If taking revenge here could change the future, that would be different.

Since this was a virtual reality that couldn’t affect the present at all, she wasn’t particularly interested. More than anything.

‘I already got my revenge in my own way….’

When she killed Demian’s thought entity, Dana had decided to forget even her hatred toward him.

“…It’s fine?”

But Justio’s eyes darkened as he muttered, as if chewing over that answer.

“Did you just say it’s fine?”

“Yes. Right now, I don’t hate Demian enough to want revenge.”

It was true. Now she felt nothing toward Demian. And Dana knew that this was the best revenge.

Justio looked at her with unreadable eyes, then suddenly turned around. Dana was about to follow him out when she suddenly remembered something and stopped.

“Your Holiness. Wait a moment.”

Then she grabbed his collar.

“As Your Holiness knows, Rodrigo Windsor’s research laboratory isn’t a place just anyone can easily enter, right?”

“….”

“I thought of a way we could get in easily.”

Justio turned back to look at her. His face was questioning.

Dana smiled brightly.

“You’ll need to be my husband for a moment.”

 

* * *

 

What kind of ridiculous, bizarre nonsense was this?

 

“I’ll call Demian out and make him let his guard down, so don’t miss that opportunity and knock him unconscious.”

 

Justio Grants leaned against a pillar on the wall and crossed his arms. And now, he watched Dana who was about to knock on the door.

Make Demian Windsor let his guard down?

Justio was not unfamiliar with Demian Windsor.

That man was cowardly, and as cowardly as he was suspicious, and as suspicious as he was cautious, making him thoroughly meticulous in everything.

He had even obtained top-secret information that his younger brother Karl Windsor had tried to assassinate Demian several times but failed.

But.

“Darling.”

But there was no way he’d fall for such a flimsy trick.

He’d think it was a con artist with the same voice as his wife. Especially since he was with Danawin—unless he was an idiot, there was no way he’d be fooled. Instead, he’d bristle like a hedgehog and be even more on guard.

However, Dana persistently knocked on the door while whispering sweetly.

“Honey, are you inside?”

It seemed she couldn’t view Demian objectively, Justio judged coldly.

It was understandable. She had lived as Demian’s wife for a full ten years.

Ten years was by no means a short time.

Long enough to still call the scoundrel who shattered her mind ‘husband’….

“Demian, my love. Please open the door.”

At that moment.

Thud, the door opened roughly. And a man wearing only a robe hastily thrown over his naked body quickly burst out.

“Demian.”

But Dana wasn’t surprised at all, and approached Demian as if a butterfly were flying.

“I missed you, honey.”

“….”

Demian stared at her with a dumbfounded face, then finally grabbed her shoulders firmly. And like someone who had tasted a single drop of water in terrible thirst, he asked desperately.

“Honey, just now, just now what did you say? Did you tell me you love me? Again, again, could you say it once more?”

….

Though the situation unfolded differently than imagined, Justio didn’t panic. He simply acted according to plan. He took a big step forward, extended his hand lightning-fast—

“…!”

Demian immediately sensed the presence and spun around.

But it was already too late.

All Justio needed was a single moment of carelessness, a single contact.

He simply muttered lowly.

“Pathetic.”

Bang!

Demian Windsor’s head exploded.

 

* * *

 

‘There was no need to kill him….’

Since this isn’t even reality anyway, killing him just created more mess to clean up….

When she looked at him with dissatisfaction, Justio used holy magic to clean up the messy remains. It was amazing that holy magic could even be used for cleaning.

‘No, the really amazing thing is that.’

He really looks like Demian.

Dana stared intently at Justio’s face. Right now, he had used holy magic to make his appearance look like Demian.

He hadn’t actually changed his appearance, but absorbed the target’s ‘information value’ and manipulated minds so others would see him as that information value—

‘Same difference.’

Justio had to keep his hands on Demian’s body while absorbing Demian’s information, and it seemed quite unpleasant to him as he came out washing his hands in the bathroom.

“It’s really perfect. Anyone would think it’s Demian.”

Then Justio stared at her intently, and soon placed his hand on her head.

The next moment. His face returned to Justio again.

“Your Holiness?”

“As night approaches, your mind becomes more precarious, so seeing Demian’s face might cause you confusion.”

Justio answered strangely.

“Don’t worry, to others’ eyes I’ll still look like Demian Windsor.”

“Ah… I see. That makes sense.”

Dana nodded. No matter how much this necklace helped, it didn’t perfectly protect her mind.

“It might be unpleasant for you to appear like Demian Windsor to others, but please bear with it a little. Disguised like this, we can enter Rodrigo’s laboratory more easily.”

“…”

“Your Holiness?”

Justio was now looking at the calendar hanging on the wall.

November 17th, 1819.

For a while, he stared at it intently…

He reached out and calmly turned to the next page.

November 18th, 1819.

“It’s tomorrow.”

“Pardon?”

“November 18th, 1819, the Empire’s Army Commander will lead a small elite force to attack this village, and the demon core will explode, wiping out all the villagers.”

“…”

Dana’s lips parted slowly.

Tomorrow is that day? The day this village was completely destroyed?

Justio looked at her with strange eyes, then opened his mouth.

“Do you remember the story of the demon fragment that became obsessed with pretending to be human?”

“…”

Suddenly?

Dana nodded at the abrupt change of topic.

“Yes, I remember.”

A demon fragment that came up to the human world.

The one that became so obsessed with pretending to be human that it even forgot it was a demon…

“That demon fragment is here, in Nemoras.”

 

* * *

 

“Wow, that blind boy is amazing!”

“It’s the first time we’ve seen anything like that since Red Dog, isn’t it?”

They headed to the gladiator arena again. But this time it wasn’t to the spectator seats.

“D-Duke Windsor.”

“Didn’t you leave?”

Underground of the Colosseum. As they stood at the passage leading down there, the guards greeted him with surprise. Justio looked down at them and nodded slightly.

“Open it.”

“Ah, yes! Hey! Open the door for him!”

Thump thump, after knocking on the massive stone door, the door creaked upward with a grinding sound.

This place, the gladiator arena, operated under Rodrigo Windsor’s patronage. He cherished this arena very much. In this arena, he could not only test the performance of his test subjects, but above all-

Because his laboratory was located deep underground here.

Dana pretended to be Danawin, walking blankly behind Justio while recalling their earlier conversation.

 

“Fifteen years ago, a prophet of the Papal Court prophesied that there would be a demon fragment in Nemoras during this time.”

 

It was hard to believe.

That right now, during this time, here in Nemoras, there was a demon fragment mimicking humans.

 

“I set out for Nemoras immediately after hearing that prophecy, but I was one step too late. When I arrived, the village was already in ruins.”

 

Justio spoke without taking his eyes off her. But his gaze seemed almost like a warning.

 

“I intend to use this opportunity to determine who the demon fragment that came up to the human world is.”

 

Why was he telling her this story?

 

“The future cannot be changed, but the truth can be confirmed.”

 

What was he really trying to say?

Now it would come out. What he was trying to tell her.

 

“Do you know why I suspected Karl Windsor of being a demon that came up to the human world?”

 

Dana let out a low groan.

 

“Because he was also in Nemoras during that time.”

 

That’s right. Tomorrow, the Army Commander who would come to Nemoras leading the Imperial army was…

‘Karl Windsor.’

Dana perfectly understood why Justio was saying such things.

It meant not to interfere again.

Like that time, like on the red ship.

 

“How do you plan to confirm it?”

 

When she asked, Justio looked down at Demian’s corpse and answered.

 

“If Demian Windsor were a demon fragment, he wouldn’t have died from just this much.”

 

In other words, he would try killing them first, then check whether they died or not.

‘It doesn’t matter. This is virtual reality anyway. It’s not real.’

So whether he fought or battled with Karl Windsor at this moment didn’t matter to her. Even if he really died, it wouldn’t affect the real Karl at all.

What was important was…

‘I have to hide that child.’

Dana swallowed and walked slowly.

On both sides of the corridor, inside prison-like iron cages, Rodrigo’s test subjects were crouched.

Justio passed by with an indifferent face as if uninterested, but Dana knew.

That he was thinking of killing all of them.

 

“And I will thoroughly check whether a demon fragment is hiding among Rodrigo Windsor’s test subjects.”

 

He had declared that he would kill every single one of those test subjects to check if there was a demon fragment.

It didn’t matter. This was fake. Virtual reality. It didn’t matter. Whatever he did, it didn’t matter, but.

‘That child must not be discovered.’

The fact that the boy was among Rodrigo’s test subjects must not be discovered by Justio.

Just then, Dana soon found the child.

A silver-haired boy trapped in an iron cage, with white bandages wrapped around his eyes.

‘I have to hide him.’

Justio must not recognize Lete.

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