I’m Trying to End This Possession - Chapter 49
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Chapter 49
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The next day, evening.
“Ugh, it’s cold, so cold.”
At the edge of Windsor Territory. The Border Guards protecting the border lit a campfire at the guard post.
“Isn’t it especially cold today?”
“You’re right about that.”
“Ah, I’m hungry.”
“I want to go to the banquet too. There must be tons of delicious food.”
“Should we have gone too?”
“Exactly. A banquet hosted by Windsor’s direct line – when else would we get to legally slack off like this?”
Just a while ago, the young lady from Windsor’s direct line came and told them personally.
That a banquet was being held at Windsor Castle.
That she would specially invite all the soldiers.
That just for today, they should forget everything and eat, drink, and have fun.
At the direct line’s proposal, the soldiers left for the banquet hall in bewilderment. Except for those two soldiers.
“But didn’t they say they were removing the Guardian Tree today?”
“Right. Well, from what I heard, the land might rot.”
“Ugh, scary.”
That’s when it happened.
“Are you standing guard properly?”
“Sir Mark!”
The soldiers stiffened and saluted at attention.
“It seems all the other soldiers went to the banquet. Why are you here?”
“Ah, well, they said everyone could come, but still, someone has to guard the border.”
“Is that so.”
“Yes. But Sir Mark, what brings you here—”
“By the way.”
Mark cut off the soldier’s words.
“What were you talking about just now?”
“Pardon?”
“It’s fine, so tell me.”
The soldiers exchanged glances before speaking.
“Windsor’s direct line said they would destroy the Guardian Tree today. We were talking about that.”
“I see. What do you think about it?”
At Mark’s question, the soldiers’ faces hardened.
“I… believe. Since Count Cours and Windsor’s direct line are doing it, there must be meaning behind it.”
“I think so too.”
Then Mark nodded with a serious expression.
“I see. So you were chatting about such things.”
Then he raised his pistol and aimed it at the soldier’s forehead.
“S-Sir Mark?”
“What would you do if invaders suddenly appeared while you were chatting so carelessly?”
“That…”
“Look. Even when I point a gun barrel at you like this, you can’t do anything. That’s why you shouldn’t have let your guard down.”
At his lecturing expression, the soldiers felt relieved. They thought it was their superior’s teaching.
“We’ll keep that in mind.”
“Good. Make sure to do that in your next life.”
Bang!
The gunshot rang out. Thud. The soldier couldn’t even scream and fell backward.
“Sir Mark! What is this!”
“And you too.”
Bang!
Mark, who shot the other soldier’s head, muttered grimly.
“Be born as a loyal soldier in your next life, you bastards who can’t even recognize your master.”
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In the forest, the Guardian Tree logging was in full swing.
“Everyone be careful. If you get scratched by the tree, tell me immediately!”
Several heavily armed soldiers attacked with axes, worried about getting pricked by thorns.
‘When will they ever cut that thing down?’
They’d been logging since broad daylight but hadn’t even cut halfway through.
Indeed, should it be called the Guardian Tree.
The tree’s circumference was so massive that even twenty adult men surrounding it wouldn’t be enough, and it was sturdier than it looked, so the axe blades wouldn’t penetrate well.
As the work was delayed much more than expected, Dana began to feel regret.
‘Maybe I should have just brought Lumiere.’
Acting so emotional yesterday for no reason.
If he were here now, he would have been a tremendous help…
That’s when it happened.
“Count!”
A man came running frantically.
“Barbarians have crossed the border and invaded!”
“What?”
Instantly, all the soldiers who were logging stopped moving. Count Cours asked with an expression of disbelief.
“What do you mean, barbarians invaded?”
“It’s true! Right now the barbarians are plundering goods and attacking the territory residents!”
“Are you certain? Then the invasion alarm should have sounded. There are Border Guards at the guard post—”
That was the moment.
Bang.
A gunshot heard from far away. And faint screaming carried on the wind.
The expressions disappeared from everyone’s faces.
That sound just now…
Bang, bang, bang!
Starting with that, gunshots rang out continuously. Piercing screams also continued at length.
“Get your weapons!”
Count Cours was the first to regain his composure.
“Everyone return to the territory! Go quickly and drive out the barbarians!”
Count Cours commanded efficiently.
“You, quickly evacuate all territory residents into the Lord’s Castle!”
“Yes!”
The soldiers who were logging threw down their axes and rushed off.
“Lady Danae, this place is dangerous. Please return to the castle. I’ll stay alone and continue the logging— Lady Danae?”
Where did she go? Count Cours looked around in confusion.
And.
Thunk!
He discovered Dana already gripping an axe and chopping at a tree.
“What are you doing? Hurry up and come help!”
“Ah, yes!”
Count Cours quickly grabbed an axe and rushed over to join her.
That’s when it happened.
“You’re both working hard, I see.”
A chilling voice came from behind them.
“Mark!”
It was Mark and his subordinates.
Count Cours straightened up with a pleased expression.
“Perfect timing. Hurry over here and help!”
“Father.”
At that moment, Dana felt a strange sense of unease.
Mark, that man’s expression…
“Father, you’ve lived your entire life as Windsor’s dog.”
It was far too cold.
“Mark, what do you mean by…”
Mark raised his gun. Count Cours’s eyes trembled as he realized what this meant.
“What are you doing right now.”
“The humiliation of living as Windsor’s dog. Let it end with Father’s generation.”
Mark aimed at Count Cours with ruthless eyes. Then he declared.
“I will live as Windsor’s lord.”
Bang!
Count Cours’s body collapsed like a shed skin. Mark watched the sight with cold indifference.
He wasn’t even troubled anymore. There was no hesitation.
Rather, only firm conviction burned in his chest.
He should have done this long ago. Long ago.
“Sycophants like Father are what ruin Windsor.”
Then he gestured toward his two subordinates beside him.
“What are you waiting for. Capture that woman, Danae Windsor.”
As he said this and turned his gaze toward the woman.
“—!”
Dana fired without hesitation in that instant.
Bang!
“Urgh!”
The man who had been charging toward her.
Bang!
“Argh!”
The man who was hastily drawing his pistol.
Bang!
And even Mark, who was staring at her with a dumbfounded expression.
“Aaaah!”
The first two were direct hits. They died instantly and collapsed. However, she unfortunately missed Mark Cours.
It seemed to have grazed his arm, as he dropped his gun and glared at her.
“You, you crazy…”
Regardless, she fired once more.
Bang!
But this time she missed as well. Mark had quickly rolled his body to the side to dodge. He hid behind the bushes and shouted.
“How dare you kill my subordinates?!”
Click, Dana pulled the silver trigger while thinking.
Is that so? Did I kill them?
Glancing down, she saw two men lying face down, apparently dead.
But so what?
“Once you’ve decided to shoot, don’t hesitate.”
A quiet voice suddenly came down.
“Think only of hitting your target.”
Dana grasped that voice. Like a talisman, it evaporated all thought. What remained was only frighteningly clear concentration.
“Danae Windsor, you!”
Bang!
“Aaaah!”
The bullet lodged in his shoulder. She had actually aimed for his head. But because he was crouched in the bushes, she couldn’t secure a clear line of sight.
And that’s when it happened.
“Mommy!”
A child’s crying echoed through the area.
“Waaah, where’s Mommy!”
Had she fled into the forest to escape the Barbarians? A young girl was running toward them, crying loudly. Of all times, now!
As expected, Mark didn’t miss this opportunity. He rolled and rushed over to snatch up the girl.
“Eek! Uh, Mommy!”
“Stop!”
Mark Cours grabbed the girl’s neck tightly and shouted.
“Drop the gun! If you don’t drop it, I’ll kill this little brat!”
“Waaaah, Mommy!”
“Drop it! I said drop it!”
She didn’t drop it. Instead, she aimed the gun barrel with a cold expression. But the moment she took aim, she realized.
‘No good.’
She wouldn’t be able to hit him.
She wasn’t confident she could hit only Mark. If she made a mistake, she might hit that child…
“Stay calm.”
It won’t work.
“Stop breathing.”
It’s impossible.
“Don’t take your eyes off the target.”
‘It won’t work with my skill level, Viego Windsor.’
In that case.
“Impressive, Mark Cours.”
In that case, she’d have to find another method.
“Why don’t you take a look at yourself.”
She smiled crookedly on purpose, deliberately provoking him with base words.
“What a magnificent sight, don’t you think?”
“Sh-shut up! I am the Lord of this land!”
“Exactly, what a truly magnificent Lord. Grabbing the throat of a young girl living in your own territory and threatening her.”
Mark’s face turned bright red. A wave of shame suddenly crashed over him.
The sobbing girl. Me—gripping that girl’s throat.
Like a villain.
“No.”
Mark gritted his teeth and muttered as if brainwashing himself.
“I’m not a villain. This is for the territory. To keep it from being taken by Windsor!”
Just then, a gun barrel suddenly appeared. And it aimed right at the back of Mark’s head with a tap.
He grabbed it firmly.
“Can I smash it?”
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