I’m Trying to End This Possession - Chapter 51

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Chapter 51

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After that day, Dana slept for two straight days.

‘I guess it’s because I used my purification ability after such a long time.’

The strain on her body must have been too much, as she fell asleep as if her power had been cut off.

When she woke up, fortunately Alice had already returned to the capital.

And the chaotic situation in the territory had been somewhat resolved.

Eighteen dead, thirty injured.

Moreover, among the dead was a young boy who was only nine years old.

Dana remembered that boy.

He was the boy who had grabbed onto her skirt and giggled happily.

“Thank you for the chocolate, Saint! It’s my first time eating it! I’ll savor every bite!”

Dana attended the joint funeral service for them.

The bereaved families clung to her and wept.

“*Sob*, *sob*, Saint, thank you. Thank you for being with our son on his final journey.”

What was there to thank her for?

I didn’t do anything. If anything, I feel embarrassed.

Because it seems like Alice came here because of me. It seems like she stubbornly followed me here to torment me.

“I’m sorry.”

Dana clasped the bereaved family member’s hands.

“I’m sorry I couldn’t protect him.”

Mark Cours was imprisoned.

And Count Cours showed a surprisingly cold demeanor.

“That ungrateful bastard is no longer my son. I will follow whatever punishment Duke Windsor decides.”

A few days later, a telegram sent by Viego Windsor arrived.

[Execute Mark Cours and display his head at the border.]

[And capture the barbarian spy.]

Count Cours was startled by that telegram.

“A barbarian spy? What does this mean?”

“What do you think it means?”

As expected, Viego seemed to have caught on with just brief information.

Well, there’s no way he would miss something that even I noticed.

“Mark couldn’t have planned this alone.”

“Pardon?”

“There must be someone by Mark’s side who caused unrest in the territory and induced the barbarian invasion.”

“S-surely not!”

“Yes, exactly that ‘surely not.'”

The missions never end, they never end.

‘Is Viego planning to keep me rotting here? Why does he keep giving me work?’

However, fortunately, this was something she had already taken care of before receiving the mission.

“Let go of me!”

Ah, perfect timing, they caught him.

Priest Moreus was being dragged along by Lumiere, grabbed by the collar.

‘He’s dragging him like a dog.’

When their eyes met, Lumiere smiled brightly.

“Dana. Take this.”

Don’t give me a spy like it’s some kind of gift.

“I am a priest affiliated with the Papal Court! I’m not someone who should be treated like this!”

Having already been beaten several times, the priest’s face was swollen.

“Aren’t you afraid of the Papal Court!”

“Aren’t you the one who’s not afraid of the Papal Court?”

Priest Moreus flinched at Dana’s words.

“Wh-what do you mean by that?”

“What do I mean?”

Dana declared calmly.

“I mean your act has been exposed.”

For the past three months.

Mark Cours had been acting like a lord, doing things that were completely out of line.

But according to the merchants, he was a son who feared his father.

Such a son suddenly goes on a rampage like a mad locomotive as soon as his father collapses?

‘People don’t change suddenly.’

Without someone nearby cheering him on and encouraging him, it wouldn’t be easy to do such things.

‘So I started by investigating the background of Priest Moreus, his close confidant.’

She had asked the Trading Union, which had the widest network and was the most quick-footed, to request an investigation from the Papal Court—

And this morning, she had just received the certification documents from the Papal Court.

[Priest Moreus died of illness six months ago.]

“And that means you’ll be dragged to the Papal Court for impersonating a priest, you barbarian.”

[The Papal Court will soon dispatch an Inquisitor, so please detain that demon worshipper in Windsor Territory.]

“How pitiful. They say no one who enters the Papal Court’s torture chamber comes out alive, don’t they?”

Dana smiled brightly at the terrified fake priest’s face.

“Farewell, fake priest.”

Then the man who had been looking up at her in dismay suddenly spat out.

“She is.”

…What?

“She thinks she’s real.”

What did he just say?

Then he just giggled and clutched his stomach laughing, saying nothing more.

Has he lost his mind?

“He seems to have lost his mind at the thought of being dragged to the torture chamber soon. Ignore him.”

Count Cours seemed to think the same thing and immediately blocked Dana’s view with a displeased expression.

“What are you doing! Lock this barbarian spy in prison immediately!”

Dana watched him being dragged away, then soon shook her head.

‘No need to worry about it.’

Whatever meaning he intended with those words doesn’t matter.

I’ll be ending this possession and leaving soon anyway.

‘Ah, finally.’

Finally, all the tasks were completed.

‘Now I should go back.’

To Windsor Estate.

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“It was quite enjoyable, Dana.”

Upon arriving at the capital, Lumiere got off the carriage. Then he smiled gently and said goodbye.

“Thanks to you, I had a good time. Call me again if there’s anything interesting next time.”

“That won’t happen.”

Pretending not to hear those words, Lumiere left.

Dana knew where he would go.

‘He’s going to the Roland Family.’

He alternated between staying at Windsor Estate and Roland Mansion.

This was because Duke Roland, his maternal grandfather, doted on him.

“Welcome back, Dana.”

When she arrived at Windsor Estate, the person who welcomed her most warmly was Karl Windsor.

“You worked hard. Was it difficult?”

“I’m fine. How about you, Uncle? Have you been well?”

“Haha, of course.”

A lie.

Anyone could see he had been through proper mental anguish.

Karl had lost weight in the meantime, making his jawline sharper than before.

‘Well, it’s understandable that he’d be stressed.’

It hadn’t been long since he was temporarily ousted from his position as deputy head.

And Alice, his daughter, had caused another such massive incident.

So Viego.

“Have her reflect at the monastery.”

He ended up sending Alice to the monastery.

‘To think it would end with just that level of punishment.’

Territory residents died because of that child’s thoughtless selfishness.

Yet it was just being sent to the monastery. Even that would surely not last long before she returned.

Her lover, the Crown Prince, would call for Alice at an appropriate time.

‘I wish people knew everything Alice did.’

But Viego Windsor prevented that. This was a matter involving the Windsor Family’s prestige.

A Windsor direct descendant had withdrawn the Border Guards, helping the Barbarian Tribes invade. If this fact became known, Windsor’s honor would surely be buried in the ground.

So Viego used every method to keep this matter classified.

Though it was disappointing, I decided not to think about it anymore. I only hoped never to be involved with Alice again.

“But Dana, do you know about this?”

“Pardon?”

“Viego made you an office.”

“…!”

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