I’m Trying to End This Possession - Chapter 336

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Chapter 336

Meanwhile, at that very moment.

The woman who lived next door to Diane had finished her assigned work for the day and returned home.

“Oh my, my whole body aches.”

She was massaging her stiff neck as she crossed the yard when it happened.

“Huh?”

The woman stopped dead in her tracks. The clothesline that stretched across the middle of the yard was completely empty.

“Where did my husband’s clothes go?”

This morning, just before leaving for work, she had hung up her husband’s clothes to dry in the sunlight, and now they were gone.

“How strange. Was there another man of that size in this village?”

Her husband was the tallest and largest man in this area.

Even if someone stole those clothes, there wouldn’t be anyone who could wear them.

At least here in Shalom, there were hardly any men as big as her husband.

“Did some naked beggar steal them?”

The woman looked around.

There was no one around.

* * *

From early dawn through morning and afternoon until late at night.

Pope Justio Grants sat neatly at his desk all day long, checking every document.

He thoroughly reviewed every last page and every last line before finally taking off his glasses and placing them on the desk. And as he rubbed his tired eyes, he confirmed once again.

The northern land of Shalom.

The land of the serpent people who worship the Seven-Headed Serpent as their god, called barbarians or demon worshippers by the people of the western continent.

There was no record anywhere that this territory, which had been a colony of the Empire, had become papal territory.

Then there were two possibilities.

Either Lyos had delivered false information. Or…

The previous Pope Baor IV had systematically concealed this matter.

Justio placed his hands clasped together on the desk.

The previous Pope Baor IV.

He was also the one who had once led the annulment of the engagement between Lyos and Danae Windsor in the holy trial.

But after that, he converted to the Diana faith, causing considerable shock to the continent.

Justio had been equally surprised. Pope Baor IV had been his religious mentor who had guided him, once a prince, to the Ramun faith and shared wisdom with him.

If Lyos’s words were correct, if it was true that Pope Baor IV had hidden the fact that Shalom had become papal territory.

Then who were the ones currently ruling Shalom?

And why had the previous Pope Baor IV hidden this fact?

“I will look into it.”

Cardinal Dominic stepped forward. Justio looked at the clear marking drawn on his forehead.

The stigmata of the Sun God was revealed.

Therefore, it didn’t matter whether the man before him was a thought-form or the real body of Cardinal Dominic himself.

“I will personally lead the Holy Knights to Shalom and investigate what is happening there. I will also surely capture that witch, so please grant me permission, Your Holiness.”

“Do so.”

When the Pope readily granted permission, Cardinal Dominic bowed deeply with a greatly moved expression and withdrew.

Shortly after, the Pope summoned the Captain and Vice-Captain of the Holy Knights.

“Go to Shalom with Cardinal Dominic. Investigate in detail what is happening there, then track down and capture the woman of the oracle.”

“We will obey your command, Your Holiness.”

Captain Godfrey bowed. Vice-Captain Leo, who had bowed alongside him, hesitated before asking.

“Your Holiness. What should we do if that woman resists?”

“Subdue her.”

“If she loses her life in the process…”

“It could become diplomatically troublesome. Prioritize capturing her alive if possible.”

At those words, Leo recalled that woman’s status.

Come to think of it, that woman had recently married Duke Windsor. Even if it was just for show, killing her without even a proper trial could indeed cause diplomatic problems as he said.

“Also, there is currently one Heretical Inquisitor who has infiltrated Shalom.”

At those words, a question arose on Captain Sir Godfrey’s face.

“Is it perhaps Your Holiness’s direct Heretical Inquisitor?”

“That’s correct.”

“May I ask which person you sent?”

“That person is…”

When the Pope mentioned the name of that Heretical Inquisitor, Sir Godfrey’s complexion hardened.

He knew that person.

The Holy Knight seemed to feel strong displeasure for a moment, but that expression soon faded without a trace. He was a knight who blindly trusted the Pope’s judgment.

“Understood, Your Holiness. I will keep that in mind.”

After the Holy Knights left. The Pope remained silent for a while, immersed in the quiet darkness of the night.

He had no intention of sleeping.

He simply slowly opened a drawer and took something out from there.

It was a very small brooch crafted with a clear light green gemstone.

This was a jewel that had been attached to Dana’s clothes… but he had taken it without her knowledge.

Of course, it wasn’t because he coveted this brooch.

‘There’s still a spell on it.’

Some Holy Mage had cast a tracking spell on this. So they could know wherever Dana went.

He thought he knew who it was.

And Justio needed to know more certainly about that person.

The Pope looked down at the brooch with slightly tired eyes. His cold face was reflected in the gemstone that reminded him of that woman’s eyes.

What he was about to do from now on were things that had to be done to follow the oracle, and were also very cowardly…

And would also earn that woman’s hatred.

* * *

“Did you hear the news?”

“Yes. My goodness, I still can’t believe it.”

“But the authenticity of that oracle hasn’t been completely verified yet, has it? Through some relic of a god called Somora or something, which I’ve never heard of in my life, an oracle was delivered.”

At the grand party venue. Alice sat on a sofa and eavesdropped on the conversations of people around her.

“Exactly. When there are other relics of the Sun God, why would an oracle come down through such a minor god’s relic?”

“But they say the Sun God’s divine power could be felt.”

“A witch, my goodness, how frightening. You really can’t judge people by their appearance.”

“Well, I still can’t believe it. I won’t jump to conclusions unless the Papal Court officially announces it.”

“That’s right. That person purified me when I was infected by the Corrupted Land.”

The ladies generally had this kind of reaction.

“That woman, being a witch, must have died and been resurrected in a new body.”

“No wonder she seemed strange. When she was Danae Windsor, she went out saying she was doing the family business, right? They say she was good with calculations and numbers, but no woman like that is normal.”

“Hey, watch your words. From what I can see, you’re just jealous of that woman.”

“Right. You’d better not speak carelessly. Still, wasn’t it thanks to her that the Corrupted Land disappeared?”

The gentlemen had this kind of reaction.

Really, it was tediously Dana, Dana, Dana. Everyone was talking about Sister Dana.

‘How boring. I miss Mother.’

Alice looked around the party hall with an indifferent expression. It was a party that Lyos had thrown for her.

Ever since Alice had awakened, Lyos had devoted himself completely to her.

He gifted her gold and precious jewels, threw grand parties for her, and every single day he whispered that he loved her while holding her tightly as they slept.

He showed not the slightest sign of missing Sister Dana. Even though a divine oracle had declared that Sister Dana was a witch, he just sat there doing nothing.

‘Hmm, could it be that he doesn’t love Sister after all?’

When the woman you love might be tied to an execution pyre, what madman would just stand by and watch?

‘Maybe His Majesty’s true love is actually me.’

Perhaps that was why. The emptiness in Alice’s heart was slowly, bit by bit, being filled.

Alice giggled as she looked around the party hall. She was checking the faces of the men one by one when.

‘What the hell, those squids.’

She suddenly became gloomy. How could there not be a single handsome man? The party hall was full of pretty women, but how come the men were…

‘No wait, there are two over there.’

One was her brother, Duke Lumiere Roland.

And the other was a handsome man with a pure face, golden hair, and blue eyes.

‘Prince Ash of the Lucille Kingdom, they said. Ingria’s twin brother who died.’

She had briefly exchanged greetings with him earlier.

What could he have so much to talk about with his dead wife’s brother, whispering together like that since earlier?

Alice stared intently at Lumiere and Ash. And soon she noticed that most of the women in the party hall were stealing glances at the two men just like her.

Well, those two were the only handsome men in this party hall.

Perhaps because she had lived her whole life surrounded by handsome men? Alice was gradually realizing that handsome men were rare.

‘I thought I liked men… but men and handsome men are different… they’re different species…’

Just then, a clear voice came from beside her.

“What are you thinking about?”

Alice gulped and turned to the side. Then she saw Miona’s ghost and swallowed a boiling groan.

This is scary as hell, really!

But still, she got along well with Miona.

“Just thinking that handsome men are rare.”

“Ah, right. That’s true.”

“Miona, how many handsome men do you see here? Try to guess?”

“Only two, at 11 o’clock, in front of the terrace window, Duke Lumiere Roland and Prince Ash Aren.”

Alice was extremely satisfied.

As expected. That’s the kind of information gathering befitting my maid. She’s a ghost, but if I keep her around, maybe I’ll never miss a handsome man in my life?

Then Miona waved her hands dismissively.

“But neither of them is my type.”

“Huh? How could Brother Lumiere not be your type?”

“He’s too seductive. I hate men who overflow with that much sex appeal. Doesn’t he seem like a flower of the night?”

“…”

Alice’s mouth fell open. “Flower of the night” was a euphemistic term for people who sold their bodies.

Just because she’s dead doesn’t mean there’s nothing she won’t say… She doesn’t even know she’s dead… How vulgar…

‘Does your true nature come out when you die and become a ghost?’

But somehow her blood was boiling. Honestly, it was a little fun. Alice listened to Miona’s words with interested eyes. Miona chattered on, sizing up Lumiere with an evaluating gaze.

“You know our father knows a lot about the Eastern Continent, right? People from the Eastern Continent read personality and fate from faces, and he said there’s something called a ‘peach blossom arrow’ flowing in Brother Lumiere’s face.”

“Peach blossom arrow? What’s that?”

“It’s a fate where you suffer because your appearance is too outstanding. Father knows how to read physiognomy, and he sees that kind of thing in your brother.”

Oh my, you crazy ghost, your father Viscount Kruger is dead… The ship sank while crossing the sea to the Eastern Continent…

‘Well, if she doesn’t even know she’s dead, she could forget that her father died too.’

Alice decided to pretend not to know that the father and daughter were already dead, for her friend’s sake.

“I like faces like Karl’s. Gentle yet manly, pure-looking, and kind-looking…”

After that, Miona went on and on about Brother Karl. Karl, Karl, Karl, Karl, Karl, Karl, Karl, Karl, Karl, Karl, Karl. Karl, Karl, Karl, Karl, Karl, Karl, Karl, Karl, Karl, Karl, Karl.

Perhaps that was why.

That night, Alice talked in her sleep.

“Karl…”

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