My Body Has Been Possessed By Someone - Chapter 105

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Chapter 105
Rachel felt as though she might be crushed beneath that gaze.
A look that regarded her as inferior, as though she were something base and contemptible.
Fury burned through her chest at a sight she had never witnessed in her entire life. She was not someone who deserved to be looked upon in such a manner.
‘How dare he.’
Who did she think she was?
A saint. The savior of this village, and yet he dared!
“Bring the High Priest here at once!”
Rachel’s voice rang out loudly.
Yes, if it were High Priest Karleon, he would surely be able to crush that arrogant man beneath his heel!
But.
“The, the High Priest… has not been seen for several days.”
At the Servant’s words, Rachel’s mind went blank.
The High Priest had vanished?
It was common enough. The High Priest, fond of wine and women, often rolled about in the village taverns for days on end.
‘Why now of all times!’
Then it happened.
“There, over there…”
Someone’s voice rang out in alarm. With trembling hands, they pointed toward something.
“The High Priest is there!”
All heads turned in unison toward that single point.
* * *
The High Priest beheld God.
“O God, why did you not grant me divine power?”
And God answered him.
All things were part of a greater plan.
“What is this plan? Do you not know how wretched the life of a priest born without divine power truly is?”
The High Priest wept bitterly, confessing his long-held inferiority complex.
“Born without divine power, I was nothing but defective. Do you not know the contempt I received in the Divine Temple, from my fellow priests?”
The High Priest cried out through his tears. And God answered him.
All things were part of a greater plan.
“What is this plan you speak of! What purpose could there be in making me defective!”
It was the moment God smiled.
“…!”
His back split open with a sickening crack.
The sensation of his back tearing in two was horrifying, yet strangely, he felt no pain.
“Ah!”
When he turned to look behind him, good heavens. Wings had sprouted from his back.
Wings had manifested!
The High Priest soared skyward in joy, ascending to great heights.
“Ahhhhh!”
The world dropped away in an instant. I soared through the air, gazing down upon everything below.
“Hahahaha!”
Ah, so this is it! You meant to grant me wings!
That’s why You never gave me divine power!
Occasionally, the Divine Temple produced priests without divine power.
However, to preserve its dignity, the Divine Temple concealed this fact, and thanks to that concealment, Karleon was able to perform his duties as a priest just like any other who possessed divine power.
But he could never truly be the same.
Karleon lived his entire life as a priest without ever knowing what divine power was. Those were truly harsh years.
“You meant to give me wings, so that’s why You did this!”
Pure white wings. Surely this is the very symbol of divinity!
The High Priest soared higher into the sky.
Higher, ever higher!
“….”
All expression drained from Rachel’s face.
She was not alone. Every face that witnessed the scene had gone deathly pale.
“Ahahahahaha!”
Where had the dignified white vestments gone?
The High Priest, clad only in undergarments, flapped his plump arms and bounded about wildly.
“This… this cannot be!”
“The High Priest has fallen to madness!”
Shock rippled through the crowd.
Not just anyone—a priest of the Divine Temple, closest to the divine itself. And yet he had been consumed by demonic influence!
“The Duchess of Valentino!”
Rachel’s eyes blazed like fire.
“What are you all doing! We must purify the Duchess of Valentino at once! Only then….”
“Purify.”
Kanna Adis cut off Rachel’s words with a laugh.
“Tell me, is purification truly necessary?”
Now that the High Priest had arrived, the stage was set.
Kanna Adis issued her command.
“Claude Azel, please escort the High Priest over here.”
Then, like a shadow materializing from nowhere, Kanna Adis’s guard gently pushed the High Priest’s back, sending him flapping onto the platform.
Kanna Adis withdrew a small bottle from her possession.
Upon arriving at Paeylon Island, she had brought all manner of medicines in preparation for any unforeseen crisis, and this antidote was among them.
It was a remedy that annihilated harmful substances that had infiltrated the body.
“What are you doing right now?”
As Kanna Adis poured the medicine into the High Priest’s mouth, Rachel quickly moved to stop her.
Or rather, she tried to.
But she could not. In an instant, Kalen’s arm extended, blocking her view.
Kalen looked down at her coldly and spoke.
“Watch.”
“Just watch? We’re administering some unknown drug to the High Priest right now, and how could you—!”
“Young Lady, you seem to be mistaken.”
He warned her quietly.
“Does it sound like I’m asking for your permission?”
“…!”
It was a threat worthy of a rogue.
A blatant warning: if you don’t stay still, I’ll make you stay still.
Rachel could advance no further.
‘Why is everyone just watching? Why!’
The villagers too.
Even her father, the Lord of Paelon.
Even the Lord’s Knight Guards.
Everyone stood overwhelmed, entranced, merely observing the scene unfold.
‘Count Jerome!’
Tears welled up suddenly. As expected, Count Jerome was her only ally!
How long had it been since Kanna Adis poured the drug into the High Priest’s mouth?
“…Huh?”
The effect was remarkably instantaneous.
The High Priest’s frantic thrashing—flapping about like a bird—abruptly ceased. And moments later.
“What… what is this?”
Karleon lifted his flushed face, his trembling eyes scanning his surroundings.
Everyone on the island was staring at him.
‘What, what is this!’
Naked and flapping about like that!
The High Priest was bewildered. All the more so because he remembered everything.
‘What… what did I just experience?’
Then Kanna Adis approached.
The High Priest was so confused that he had completely forgotten yesterday’s conflict with Kanna Adis.
“High Priest, are you alright?”
“I, just now…!”
“You experienced the madness that the villagers commonly suffer from.”
At that, the High Priest’s face twisted terribly.
“Madness? Do you think the Black Apostles’ tricks would work on a priest of God!”
“Of course not. I agree with you.”
“What?”
“As proof, after taking the antidote I gave you, you recovered.”
“Antidote…?”
Kanna Adis held up the vial in her hand for all to see.
In that moment, the glass vial gleamed like a sacred relic beneath the streaming sunlight.
“Yes, this is the antidote.”
The impact of those words was tremendous.
“An antidote? Like a poison cure?”
“That can’t be right!”
“Then… you’re saying they weren’t afflicted with madness, but poisoned instead?”
Among the crowd that had been watching in deathly silence, murmurs began to ripple outward. Confusion, doubt, and disbelief collided in a cacophony of voices.
Kanna Adis let them chatter for a moment before speaking again once the noise had subsided.
“The rye that the villagers consumed was contaminated with poison.”
More precisely, it was infected with fungus.
However, in this era—especially among commoners in an isolated village—they would have no proper understanding of such a concept, so I chose to explain it in more familiar terms.
“P-poison, you say?”
“Surely no one deliberately poisoned it?”
At someone’s cry, Kanna Adis shook her head quietly.
“No, it occurred naturally.”
And that was the truth.
“When the rainy season arrives, the air becomes humid. Especially here on an island surrounded by the sea, the humidity is extraordinarily severe. It’s so damp that the rye harvested during that period develops mold.”
“….”
“The hallucinations were caused by the toxin released from that mold.”
When one ingests a certain amount of the fungus that grows on mold—commonly known as ergot—poisoning occurs, and in such cases.
“The side effect produces hallucinations.”
Severe hallucinations at that.
The hallucinations are so intense that in Ju-hwa’s world, one of the raw materials for a certain drug is actually derived from this very ergot fungus found in rye.
‘It’s a matter of geography and climate converging.’
Islands surrounded by sea naturally have high humidity.
When the rainy season overlaps with that, the humidity reaches its peak and ruins the rye.
So, to put it simply.
It was a farce born from eating contaminated food.
“So it has nothing to do with the Black Apostles or anything of that sort. You’ve simply been unfortunate enough to consume spoiled food all this time.”
Then I smiled faintly and shrugged my shoulders.
“In fact, since you stopped eating the rye, hasn’t anyone suffered from madness? Isn’t that right?”
“That’s… that’s true!”
The High Priest, who had needed to prove he wasn’t afflicted with madness, hastily chimed in.
“How could I, a High Priest, suffer from madness! I too ate rye bread before experiencing the hallucinations!”

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