My Body Has Been Possessed By Someone - Chapter 168
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Chapter 168
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Kanna had finally been granted an audience with the Queen of Yalden.
“Lift your head, Tatiana Evgenia.”
Queen Ekaterina was nothing like I had imagined.
‘Is she truly the Conqueror King?’
She possessed such gentleness that one might doubt her capable of crushing a single ant. Yet this woman was the legendary Conqueror King who had unified the fractured realm of Yalden and emerged from that crucible undefeated in every campaign.
“I know a great deal about you. Your accomplishments have been most impressive. In particular, your resolution of the madness that plagued Paeylon Island for so long was truly remarkable.”
Queen Ekaterina continued with a smile.
“And yet, foolishly, the Isaberk Imperial Family granted you nothing more than a modest physician’s position. Had they polished and refined you properly, you would surely have become a jewel to illuminate the Empire itself.”
She clicked her tongue in disapproval.
“The Houses of Adis and Valentino elevate the standing of the Aslian Empire, but the Isaberk Imperial Family has stagnated at the summit for far too long, exerting no effort whatsoever. As the saying goes, still water grows foul.”
The Queen spoke these cutting words with the most affectionate expression. Then, seamlessly, she changed the subject.
“Yalden excels in many respects, yet in one area—medical advancement lags behind the Empire.”
“….”
“Therefore, Tatiana Evgenia, you shall assess Yalden’s medical condition, analyze its shortcomings, and devise improvements.”
The Queen smiled knowingly as she sipped her tea.
“Should you succeed in elevating it to the standards of the Aslian Empire, I shall grant you a reward befitting your achievement.”
“I shall do my utmost, Your Majesty.”
“But before that.”
In that moment, the Queen’s smile vanished entirely from her face.
“I wish to determine whether your reputation is genuine or merely hollow renown.”
So this is where the story Crown Prince Alexei told me comes in. I surmised as much.
“The Second Prince, Lorenzo Friedrich, has been afflicted with an unidentifiable illness for several months now.”
As I had suspected.
The illness of the youngest prince, Lorenzo. Various explanations had been offered, but ultimately, the true matter at hand was healing the Queen’s son.
“Cure Lorenzo, Miss Tatiana. Everything else begins only after that.”
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“Get out!”
A vase shattered with a resounding crash.
I stared blankly at the glass fragments scattered across the floor on the opposite side of the room.
“All physicians are liars! Every last one of them is a fraud!”
For a moment, Amelia came to mind, and I nearly laughed, but I held it back.
He appeared to be around thirteen years old. Lorenzo Friedrich was still a boy of slight build, yet bearing such a striking resemblance to Crown Prince Alexei that he seemed as though he had stepped from a painting—a beautiful youth of remarkable countenance.
“Lorenzo, you brat!”
Yoanna strode forward and struck the boy’s head. Smack!
“Does pain make you think you’re royalty? Hmm? Do you believe everyone must cater to your whims? Hmm?”
Smack, smack! As the blows rained down, Lorenzo burst into tears.
“Waahhh! You monster!”
“Is that any way to speak to your sister!”
As Yoanna raised her hand to strike again, Kanna swiftly intercepted her.
“Princess Joanna! Please stop!”
“I’m going to teach this brat some manners today. There’s a limit to how much coddling I can tolerate!”
“He’s a patient! You can’t treat him that way!”
“Ugh! You demon! You devil!”
“What? Get over here! Are you coming or not?”
After a considerable struggle, Kanna finally managed to calm the raging Princess Joanna, leaving herself utterly exhausted.
“Princess Joanna, I apologize, but would you please leave?”
“But that crazy colt might talk back to Tatiana again.”
You’re the crazy colt, Kanna thought, gritting her teeth as she smiled.
“The most important thing for a patient is peace of mind and body. Please, I must ask you to leave.”
As Princess Joanna departed with a sullen expression, peace finally returned to the room.
Lorenzo then gazed at her with admiration and respect—as if to say, ‘She simply cast out that demon.’
‘Are they truly royalty?’
It was utterly different from the relationships within the Isaberk Imperial Family, who seemed to stand upon sharp ice.
“Prince Lorenzo.”
“Y-yes?”
“I understand that prolonged illness can breed distrust of physicians. But you mustn’t give up. You have only one body—the moment you let go, it’s over.”
Kanna gently wiped away the boy’s tears and smiled softly. Lorenzo’s cheeks flushed a rosy pink.
“Your vision seems rather poor. Your focus doesn’t seem to align properly, does it?”
“H-how did you know?”
“And you have no sensation in your feet, correct?”
“Yes! Yes! That’s right! What? Did you hear about it beforehand? How did you know?”
She hadn’t heard it beforehand—she had simply observed him up close.
His gaze was directed toward her, yet subtly misaligned, and despite the shards of broken glass embedded beneath his heels, he felt nothing at all.
Kanna lifted his foot and removed the glass fragments.
‘Double vision and paralysis.’
Upon examination, he experienced pain in both legs and his buttocks, while sensation in his feet was completely numb. Moreover, he couldn’t lift his right leg, rendering him unable to walk unaided.
“Did you perhaps suffer from severe diarrhea before the pain began?”
Lorenzo stared at her as though she were a ghost.
“How on earth did you know that?”
Because it was a precursor symptom of this very condition.
Kanna found this situation remarkable.
‘Now that I think about it, the patient I was caring for just before returning to this world suffered from this same illness.’
Guillain-Barré syndrome.
A rare disease afflicting only a handful of people—one she had been treating when inhabiting Ju-hwa’s body.
‘I never did complete that treatment.’
By a strange twist of fate, that patient too had been a young boy.
How remarkable.
In this new life, to encounter someone bearing the same affliction as the patient she had left untreated.
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As I stepped outside, Crown Prince Alexei was waiting, leaning against the wall.
“Well? Can you cure my sister?”
“There is certainly hope. However, it will require considerable time. Had I treated her during the acute inflammatory phase when the illness first manifested, recovery would have been relatively swift, but the nerves are already damaged….”
“What about your hair and eyes?”
“Pardon?”
“Your hair and eye color. How did you change them?”
I touched my own hair.
It had been transformed into a bright wheat-colored shade reminiscent of grain fields, and my eyes now gleamed with a rosy hue.
“I commissioned an alchemist to do it.”
“Is that so? It seems Aslan has many skilled alchemists. I had no idea such techniques existed.”
Crown Prince Alexei smiled, the corners of his lips lifting slightly.
“Have you heard the news?”
“News?”
It seemed I hadn’t, for Crown Prince Alexei murmured something under his breath and handed me a newspaper.
What news could this possibly be?
I unfolded the newspaper with a lukewarm expression.
【Kalen Adis, Fatal Fall from Cathedral Spire】
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“How unfortunate.”
The Divine Spirit folded the newspaper with a regretful sigh.
“Misfortune has befallen House of Adis.”
First Kanna Adis, now Kalen Adis as well—both dead.
From the circumstances, it appeared he could not bear her death and had followed her.
“For Kalen Adis to meet such a pathetic end….”
The Divine Spirit laughed softly.
“Blood cannot lie, can it?”
He settled himself upon the massive roots of the World Tree, leaning back against them.
The charred wood, blackened as if burned to ash, gleamed with densely embedded black magical stones.
He extracted one of the stones with his hand and examined it.
“Kanna, my poor daughter.”
Yet there was no sorrow in the Divine Spirit’s black eyes. No regret either.
Fortunately, he had recently acquired a replacement, so there was still a way forward without Kanna.
‘This is all thanks to Alexandro.’
He had accepted Kanna’s divorce petition and sent her to the Grand Temple for the annulment ceremony.
‘He could not have been unaware that Kanna’s blood would be collected upon entering the Grand Temple.’
Yet he sent her there anyway? Or perhaps he truly did not know?
‘He must have known.’
Perhaps his mind had been wavering at times.
Alexandro would occasionally lose his reason if he did not take the medicine that Celia, the alchemist, provided.
‘I can’t fathom his true intentions.’
Regardless of Alexandro’s motives, the Divine Spirit now possessed Kanna’s blood in hand.
Because of that, there was no longer any need to pursue Kanna.
He had brought something far more perfect than Kanna to this place—a complete foreign entity.
In the midst of his humming, the fine hairs on the Divine Spirit’s nape suddenly bristled.
He turned his body slowly.
“…This.”
A black specter stood there.
Entirely dark, entirely crimson. His cheeks were drenched with scarlet blood.
And his hands.
In that brutish grip lay the neck of an Executor—one the Divine Spirit had always cherished.
“How presumptuous, Raphael. You ignore me when I call, yet you dare invade with such disrespect. What of the other Executors?”
“Behind.”
Raphael threw back a terse reply.
Behind?
The Divine Spirit’s brow narrowed.
Behind—did that mean they lay stacked as corpses?
“Father.”
“Yes, my son.”
“My mind has changed.”
A chill ran down the Divine Spirit’s spine. He rose from his seat with feigned composure.
“Surely you don’t mean to wage war against your own father? This is the sacred Grand Temple.”
Thud. The Executor’s neck slipped from Raphael’s grasp and fell.
He exhaled low, then drew in a deep breath. It was the breath of a wild beast.
“When blood devours blood.”
Raphael swept back his blood-soaked hair with his fingers, scratching at his eyes. He bared his teeth in a smile.
“There is no reason not to kill.”
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