I’m Trying to End This Possession - Chapter 330

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Chapter 330

 

 

 

 

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“Lady Alice!”

Alice was listless. Without answering, she burrowed deeper into the bed.

“A divine oracle has been given!”

My body hurts and everything is bothersome. Leave me alone.

“They say there was an oracle that Lady Danae is a witch!”

“What?!”

However, these words were absolutely impossible to ignore!

“What did you just say?!”

Alice bolted upright and shouted, then felt pain in her neck and lay back down on the bed.

“Ugh.”

It really hurts like hell.

Since her neck had been broken once, it hadn’t fully recovered yet.

‘Mother really. She’s so strong!’

Not long ago.

Sandra had broken Alice’s neck and killed her. At that time, she really thought she was going to die, but miraculously woke up.

‘To think Mother killed me.’

At first it was shocking, but the more she thought about it, the more she understood.

Mother didn’t know she was Alice. She must have thought she was an ungrateful wench trying to marry her ex-husband.

‘I was disguised as Miona, so it was understandable she’d be mistaken.’

Now, thinking she killed her own daughter with her own hands, she’s gone a bit mad and has been admitted to a hospital.

‘Poor Mother.’

But if she met her directly, she would return to her right mind. Alice was certain of this.

She wanted to see Mother quickly.

When she met Mother, there were so many things she wanted to ask.

About my biological father, about Brother Karl.

And.

‘When I was young, it seems like Mother took me to a very strange mountain village.’

While she was unconscious, Alice had fallen into a deep coma, and during that time she recalled a very strange memory.

Why had she forgotten it until now? She wanted to quickly go to Mother and ask whether it was just a dream or something that really happened, among other things…

 

“Once Alice’s body recovers first, we’ll go meet her after that.”

 

Alice agreed with Lyos’s words.

Well, her neck was still swollen, so Mother would be heartbroken if she saw it.

No- more than that, right now.

“Wh-what did you just say? What about Sister Dana?”

“A divine oracle was given. The Sun God said that Lady Dana is a witch and must be executed!”

“My goodness! Really?”

“Yes!”

Alice looked at the woman. A woman with a modest appearance who had braided brown hair.

Was her name Nettie?

This time too, she was a maid sent by Mother.

 

“Lady Sandra commanded me. If something ever happened to her, I should find Lady Alice and serve her faithfully…”

 

As expected, our Mother is the best. To assign such a maid in preparation for when things go wrong.

It was just when maid Nita had also disappeared, and she was wondering where she had gone.

Nettie was really capable. Because…

Alice glanced at the bedside.

Miona was there.

When their eyes met, Miona let out a deep sigh.

“I knew it would be like this. Alice, what did I tell you? Sister Dana has been too suspicious all this time.”

“…”

“So she really was a witch. Sister Dana wasn’t a saint but a witch!”

Miona was dead.

She had thrown a tantrum wanting to marry Karl, who was my father- no, my brother, and died after receiving divine punishment-

But now she was right before my eyes.

When Alice was resurrected from death, the first one to welcome her was Miona.

 

“Alice, you’ve opened your eyes. Are you alright?”

 

How surprised she was at that time.

 

“Kyaaaah! Th-there’s Miona here!”

“There’s no one here, Your Imperial Majesty.”

“That’s a lie!”

“It’s true. Besides, Miss Miona is dead. I believe her funeral is already over…”

 

But the maids, as well as Lyos and Brother Lumiere, couldn’t see Miona.

 

“Miss Miona died falling down the stairs, Alice. You must be heartbroken from losing your best friend.”

“That’s right, Alice. There’s no such woman in this room, so calm down.”

 

When she was confused like that, maid Nettie told her the truth.

 

“Lady Alice is seeing Miss Miona’s soul.”

“I, I am?”

“Yes. Occasionally, saints who have experienced resurrection awaken sacred powers.”

“I’ve awakened a sacred power?”

“Yes. The ability to see souls is a very precious and special power.”

 

In other words, Miona had become a ghost and appeared to me.

Well, she died right before marrying the man she had unrequited love for, so it was understandable she’d become a maiden ghost.

‘Miona doesn’t even know she’s dead… She doesn’t even remember dying…’

Then Nettie spoke to her.

“What do you see now? Is Miss Miona’s spirit still there?”

“Mm-hmm. She doesn’t even know she’s dead. It’s pitiful.”

It really was pitiful.

Miona’s spirit didn’t know she was dead, and couldn’t communicate with other people. She could only talk with herself.

“I wish Miona could find peace.”

Tears streamed down her face from pity.

“There is a way.”

Nettie, who had been looking at Alice with pity, spoke carefully.

“You just need to fulfill the wish that Miona couldn’t achieve while she was alive.”

“….”

“Then she’ll let go of all her lingering attachments and find peace.”

Alice blinked.

What do you mean I should fulfill Miona’s wish for her?

‘I’m busy too….’

However, Nettie’s face was too solemn for her to respond like that.

“Think about it carefully. There must be something Saint Alice can do.”

At those words, Alice’s face turned bright red.

“Saint? Me?”

“Yes.”

“Wh-what are you talking about? I’m not a saint.”

“Well, I think you are a saint.”

Nettie looked at Alice with worshipful eyes. Embarrassed by that gaze, Alice squirmed.

“Her Imperial Majesty the Empress was resurrected from death. And she even awakened very special abilities… Perhaps the Sun God chose Alice as the new saint?”

“….”

“After all, an oracle came down saying Dana is a witch.”

Nettie’s words shook Alice’s soul.

Saint?

Me… a saint?

Saint of Resurrection… Alice?

 

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The oracle spread.

This was Cardinal Dominic’s independent action, which happened before the Pope returned to the Papal Court.

Holy Knight Leo thought the Pope would punish Cardinal Dominic.

However, the Pope did not do so.

The mark of the sun carved on Cardinal Dominic’s forehead.

Because the sacred stigmata bestowed by Ramun was clear.

Leo’s heart became desolate. Since the Sun God’s stigmata had descended, he couldn’t rashly raise doubts.

He hid his feelings and reported.

“We could not find that woman’s corpse.”

They searched thoroughly not only inside the lake but also around it, but Dana was nowhere to be found.

“As a result of tracking with sacred magic, we found traces of someone who fled north of Nemoras.”

“North?”

The Pope tilted his head slightly.

“North of Nemoras would be the Barbarians’ territory.”

“Yes.”

Dana had escaped alive.

To the northern lands, to the territory of the Barbarians—the Demon Worshippers who worship the Seven-Headed Serpent as their god.

There must have been someone’s assistance.

“But fortunately, it’s a colony of the Empire ruled by the Bessman Empire.”

Fortunately, the place where Dana and her accomplice were presumed to have fled was an imperial colony.

It had become imperial territory after Karl Windsor, who was the Army Commander over ten years ago, conquered it.

“If you permit, I will inform Emperor Justio and request cooperation in the search.”

“Do so.”

The Pope nodded and turned around. It seemed the business was finished.

Then he paused for a moment.

“That tank.”

“Yes?”

“What happened to the man in the tank?”

Ah. Leo remembered belatedly.

Just before leaving Nemoras, the Pope had ordered him to check if there was a red-haired man in that tank.

“After hearing Your Holiness’s words, I went down to the underground laboratory and examined the tank, but.”

“….”

“There was no one there.”

The tank was completely empty.

The floor was full of sticky water, and only wet shirts and pants were lying on top of it.

‘It looked like someone had tried to put them on.’

But perhaps because the clothes were too small for the person’s build and they failed to wear them, the buttons were torn off and the fabric was ripped.

 

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It hurts.

It hurts so much.

“Does it hurt a lot?”

Dana nodded frantically. Her shoulder felt like it was burning, and groans escaped involuntarily.

“The bullet is lodged deep.”

Dana panted.

Her vision was blurry from the pain. She couldn’t tell where she was or who was talking to her.

“If we leave it like this, infection could occur and it could become more dangerous for Dana. So I’m going to remove that bullet….”

Warm hands stroked her head. It was a gesture that seemed pitiful, heartbroken, not knowing what to do.

“I’m going to hurt Dana very much from now on.”

That voice was very gentle yet coldly resolute.

“I’ll remove it as quickly as possible. So just bear with it a little.”

Those hands very carefully made her lie face down. Soon she felt him casting a large shadow over her back as he climbed on top. And….

“Ah!”

Dana trembled at the touch brushing her shoulder.

It hurt too much. Only her instincts remained as she resisted.

“I don’t want to.”

“Dana.”

“I don’t want to, I don’t want to, I don’t want to.”

“I’m sorry.”

“I don’t, ah!”

“I’m really sorry.”

While whispering apologies, there wasn’t a trace of hesitation in his touch.

She couldn’t even imagine what was happening to her shoulder. She just saw white flashes before her eyes from the tremendous pain.

Unable even to scream, Dana bit down hard on her teeth. The moment her teeth clenched together with a grinding sound, something forcibly wedged between her teeth. It was someone’s finger.

“You’ll damage your teeth, so bite this instead. Okay?”

So Dana did just that.

Because she couldn’t endure this moment without doing so. She bit down on the finger with all her strength, but far from showing pain, the other person only let out a pitiful sigh as if understanding her agony.

“You’re doing well. It’s almost done. Just a little more….”

It hurts.

It hurts so much.

“It’s almost finished.”

Quickly… end it….

Only gentle encouragement was repeated countless times, saying it was almost over so just bear with it a little more.

“It’s really almost finished, so just bear with it a little more. Okay? You can endure it, right?”

This fraud has been saying it’s almost done for a while now!

Just as such resentment was welling up,

“Ah, there we go.”

With one last searing pain, it finally came to an end.

“That must have been really hard. You endured it so well.”

As if praising her, a large hand gently stroked her head.

Only then did her mouth relax, releasing what she had been biting down on so tightly. She could see fingers slowly withdrawing and pulling away.

Two fingers. The middle and index fingers. The bite marks she had left on them were vivid. Blood was beginning to form, and they would probably leave lasting scars…

‘That must hurt.’

With that, her consciousness faded.

 

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Where am I?

Dana groggily sat up. Bright sunlight streaming through the window and the sound of birds chirping reached her.

It seemed to be a very cozy, one-room house.

‘Ugh, it hurts.’

Her shoulder was throbbing.

It was bearable, but it still hurt. Perhaps that’s why her body was drenched in cold sweat.

Dana checked her condition.

Her shoulder and chest were wrapped in bandages, and over them she wore a large shirt that came down to her thighs.

The dress she had originally been wearing seemed to have become a mess of dirt and blood.

Who?

‘It seems like someone removed the bullet.’

And when I fell off the cliff, it seems like some man saved me.

Her memories from that time were hazy.

Dana looked around the empty room and soon discovered a bag under the bed.

It seemed to belong to whoever had saved her.

For now, Dana rummaged through the bag. She found a cleanly laundered white shirt. Since the shirt she was wearing was soaked with sweat, Dana quickly stripped it off and put on the new shirt.

‘It’s big.’

It was similar in size to the shirt she had just been wearing. It seemed to belong to the same person, probably someone with a large build.

Dana continued searching through the bag. Items that appeared to belong to a man began emerging one after another.

Spare clothes, a razor, soap, disinfectant and bandages, first aid supplies, a gun, bullets, a dagger, cigars, a lighter, and.

Three books.

…What are these weird books?

Dana ignored the books and rummaged through the bag again. At the very bottom compartment of the bag, dozens of small, thin boxes were laid out.

‘What are these?’

Dana picked up one box that was smaller than her palm. She opened it slightly and shook it out onto her hand.

Thud.

“…”

Something squishy and translucent fell onto her palm.

Dana was dumbfounded as she picked it up and stared at it intently.

So… this is…

‘It looks like… a condom?’

This world was very enthusiastic about developing contraceptives, to the point where even alchemists and Sacred Magistrates were deployed in the development process.

As a result of research by top-tier personnel, the contraceptives in this world were similar to or superior to those in the world she originally lived in.

‘What kind of lecher carries dozens of these around? Just how lustful must this guy be…’

At that moment, clatter.

The door opened.

“Dana, you’re awake…”

Dana suddenly turned her head.

Karl Windsor stopped abruptly in the doorway.

His gaze moved slowly. Her face, and then Karl’s grip loosened as he confirmed what she was holding, causing the basket to fall from his hands.

Thump.

The basket bounced and rolled across the floor, and the bananas and baguettes that had been packed inside scattered messily across the floor.

A suffocating silence descended.

“More than expected.”

After a moment, Dana broke the silence with a cold sneer.

“More than expected, you seem to be enjoying quite an active sex life.”

And with a thud, she dropped what she had been holding onto the floor as if discarding it.

“Sandra would be disappointed, wouldn’t she?”

Karl shook his head stiffly.

“It’s a misunderstanding.”

“A misunderstanding? Isn’t this bag yours, Uncle?”

“No, it is mine, but.”

“What about the personal items inside?”

“The personal items are mine too, but… anyway, whatever you’re thinking, it’s all a misunderstanding.”

“Lies. There are so many of them, what kind of misunderstanding could this be? Just how much do you use them?”

“I haven’t used them even once- no, that’s not it.”

Whether he was genuinely flustered, Karl’s tongue got twisted. He continued firmly.

“Dana, don’t misunderstand. It’s not like that.”

“Haven’t yet? Does that mean you’re planning to use them in the future?”

“…”

“What are you doing? Try explaining yourself.”

“…”

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