My Body Has Been Possessed By Someone - Chapter 172

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Chapter 172
Yet he was completely different from the Kalen Adis I remembered.
His snow-white hair, fine as snowflakes, was tousled roughly, and his shirt with several buttons undone was carelessly rolled up to his elbows.
He was not the impeccably groomed heir to the House of Adis.
“You…”
I barely managed to ask.
“Are you the mercenary hired to protect me?”
At that, Kalen Adis twisted his lips into a smile.
“If you are Tatiana Evgenia, then yes. I am the mercenary tasked with your protection.”
I could not comprehend this situation at all.
Kalen Adis had not died?
If he was alive, why was he working as a mercenary? And why was he pretending not to know me?
That was when it happened.
“Hey, you there with the white hair.”
A burly man walked over and stood beside Kalen Adis.
“So you’re supposed to be that impressive?”
Then, as if issuing a challenge, he casually placed his hand on Kalen Adis’s shoulder.
In that instant, a chilling silence descended.
The Inn, already quiet, now seemed to hold its very breath.
“No matter what, a man should uphold his principles. How can you intercept my commissions? And multiple times at that.”
“Move your hand.”
The mercenary burst into loud laughter and gripped his shoulder firmly.
“Your reputation is quite formidable, but let’s see your actual skill. I’m curious how impressive you must be to steal work from others.”
Kalen Adis’s lips curled upward.
“Blaming others for your own lack of skill. Trash.”
“What? You bastard!”
The moment the mercenary drew his blade.
Kalen Adis evaded the incoming sword with ghostly speed, then seized the mercenary’s head and slammed it onto the table.
Crash!
“Ugh!”
Blood sprayed across the table in an instant.
Yet Kalen Adis laughed savagely, mercilessly pressing down on the mercenary’s skull. Veins bulged menacingly across the back of his hand.
“Pathetic skill. Who would hire trash like you for money? Right?”
“Gah… gah… hack.”
“Speak, trash. What’s wrong? Can’t speak because you’re trash?”
Crash! Crash!
He gripped the man’s hair roughly and slammed his head repeatedly onto the table. The force was so tremendous that his opponent was dragged about like straw.
“Pathetic.”
Finally, all strength drained from the man’s body. Kalen Adis clicked his tongue and hurled the mercenary away.
Thud. The unconscious man collapsed. Everyone tensed, watching the scene in silent horror.
Kanna Adis’s jaw went slack.
‘This can’t be real.’
That violent man was Kalen Adis?
How could someone so brutish be Kalen Adis?
Yet Kalen Adis acted as though nothing had happened, calmly withdrawing a handkerchief to wipe the blood from his hand.
Then he flashed a grin at Kanna Adis.
“My apologies. A gnat was bothering me.”
“….”
“Well then, shall we settle on a route?”
He produced a map from his pocket.
“If we take the path through the Forest, we’ll reach Britzk in a week. We’ll need to camp, though.”
His long finger traced the Forest on the map.
“If we use the roads, we can lodge at Inns each night—more comfortable, certainly—but it will take over twenty days.”
His speech was clipped and dismissive, his tone carelessly nonchalant.
This was decidedly not Kalen Adis’s manner of speaking.
“I’ll defer to my client’s preference. Which would you choose?”
“…The faster route.”
“Surprisingly compatible with me, it seems, my client. I like that.”
He laughed—a delinquent sort of laugh.
This too was far removed from Kalen Adis.
“Then let’s depart at once. I look forward to working with you for a while. I’m Ren.”
“Ren?”
Kanna Adis found herself asking before she could stop.
“Who gave you that name?”
He regarded her as though she were strange.
“My family, of course.”
“….”
His family had given him that name?
Suspicion bloomed within her. A family that had named him….
‘Who did he meet?’
After losing his memory, he had likely encountered someone he could regard as family.
Unless it was otherwise.
Unless he truly was someone else entirely.
* * *
Throughout the ride, Kanna Adis observed Kalen Adis covertly.
He was a Mercenary incarnate.
Every gesture and movement was so crude he resembled a beast mimicking human form.
“You want me to eat this?”
Kanna Adis grimaced at the pile of dried meat Kalen Adis had carelessly tossed to her.
Kalen Adis then scoffed at her.
“Then, did you perhaps think there was a luxury restaurant hidden in the Forest?”
“….”
“This is why noble ladies are hopeless. Tsk.”
Aren’t you yourself a young master from a noble house?
Kanna Adis suppressed the retort that threatened to escape her lips.
The Kalen before her now looked every bit the worn, weathered mercenary.
‘His fight with that mercenary earlier, and this behavior—it’s nothing like Kalen.’
The Kalen she remembered was the very epitome of an aristocratic gentleman: a young man who carried a fine fountain pen and documents, whose tailored suits fit him perfectly.
Yet now he was tearing into dried meat without restraint and crunching through an apple skin and all.
Apple juice trickled down his muscular forearm from his grip.
Watching this wild, beast-like display left her so astounded that when he noticed her stare, he offered her the apple he’d been eating.
“If you’re hungry, you should say so.”
“…Never mind.”
Then, shortly after discovering a clear stream in the Valley, he plunged in without hesitation and washed himself.
“What are you doing? Aren’t you going to wash up?”
“….”
He was like a dog that had found water.
Regardless of his lost memories, could a person really change this much?
* * *
That night, Kanna Adis was filled with deep regret.
‘Damn it.’
I should have planned the route more carefully, but I was so startled seeing Kalen that I decided hastily, and now I’m suffering the consequences.
‘Ugh, so hard.’
Kanna Adis tossed and turned inside her sleeping bag.
Meanwhile, Kalen slept soundly. He seemed accustomed to sleeping rough in the Forest.
There was no trace of his past self—the heir to the Adis household, a nobleman among nobles.
‘Is that really Kalen Adis?’
Crackle, crackle.
Only the flickering firelight illuminated the darkness. Kanna Adis gazed at his white hair dancing in the red glow.
Was it Kalen, or wasn’t it?
This was an extraordinarily important question for me.
‘There is a way to verify it.’
Because we had been family since childhood, there were things I knew.
For instance, the small birthmark beneath his left chest.
Conveniently, Kalen had unbuttoned his shirt a few buttons. If I simply pulled the fabric aside slightly, it would be visible.
After a moment’s hesitation, Kanna Adis rose carefully.
I wouldn’t unbutton anything or remove his clothes—just shift his shirt slightly to the side.
It was such minimal contact that if he woke, I could claim I was brushing away an insect.
Kanna Adis swallowed hard and carefully extended her hand. Just before her fingers touched his collar.
He seized her wrist in a firm grip.
“What are you doing?”
Without opening his eyes, he murmured in a low, drowsy voice.
Kanna Adis delivered her prepared answer calmly.
“An insect landed on you. I was trying to brush it off.”
“Ah. An insect.”
He chuckled softly, then slowly opened his eyes.
“A cute excuse.”
In one fluid motion, he rose and pressed down on her shoulders, nimbly climbing atop her with a smirk.
“You weren’t trying to undress me, were you?”
His weight settled heavily upon her.
As their lower bodies aligned, Kanna Adis’s expression hardened.
“Move.”
“There’s no need to pretend now. You’ve been busy stealing glances at my face all day, haven’t you?”
He laughed without giving Kanna Adis a chance to respond.
“Don’t act innocent. I’ve encountered many clients like you.”
“You….”
“Do you want to see? Then command me. I’ll show you gladly.”
He propped himself up on his upper body.
Looking down at her, he began casually unfastening his shirt buttons.
In the way he undressed while smiling, there emanated a seductive charm utterly unimaginable from Kalen.
Yet Kanna Adis did not stop him, only gazed up at him.
Though matters had become complicated, if things proceeded this way, her objective could still be achieved.
Finally, as he finished unbuttoning, his cleft chest and abdominal muscles were tantalizingly revealed.
“Look at this.”
Kalen laughed with evident amusement and interest.
“You’re gazing so greedily. Do you like my body that much?”
“Shut up and take it off.”
Kanna Adis shot back coldly.
At her blunt words, Kalen’s eyes widened in surprise. Then he burst into laughter.
“I obey your command, my client.”
With that, he swept his shirt open.
“…!”
Beneath the moonlight, his broad, expansive chest was completely exposed.
There was a mark….
There was nothing.
Nothing at all.
‘It can’t be!’
Kanna Adis propped herself up halfway and reached her hand toward his chest.
For a moment, Kalen’s body went rigid, but she ignored it.
She traced her fingertips across his chest, but all she felt was the taut, metallic hardness of muscle. A mark should have produced a slight raised texture, yet she detected nothing of the sort.
‘It’s not there!’
No mole? That couldn’t be right!
“If you rush like this, you’ll regret it.”
Kalen muttered between ragged breaths, his chest heaving dramatically.
‘Wasn’t it on the left side?’
Kanna shifted her gaze to his right chest. It looked no different from the left. Even to the touch, it felt identical.
There was no mole.
Kalen definitely had a mole below his chest, didn’t he?
‘Then this isn’t Kalen?’
No, that couldn’t be. It must just be hard to see in the darkness of night.
Kanna pushed herself up completely and shoved him backward.
Kalen yielded without resistance, allowing her to straddle him. Kanna brought her face close to his chest and examined it carefully.
‘It’s not there.’
It really wasn’t there.
This wasn’t a matter of poor visibility—there truly was no mole!
In that moment, Kalen’s hand seized her waist. He gasped for breath and urged her on.
“Damn it, hurry up….”
It was a plea that burned with desperation.
Kanna started in surprise and looked down at him. And she was taken aback.
Kalen’s pupils were dilated and hazy.
He licked his parched lower lip and gazed up at her.
“Enough with the looking. Whatever it is, let’s start quickly. I’m in a hurry.”
He didn’t need to say it—it was obvious. His anticipation was so palpable it practically jabbed into Kanna.
‘What exactly is he expecting?’
While she was seriously searching for evidence, Kalen had ventured into an entirely different genre.
Though to be fair, it was understandable. It was certainly behavior that could be misinterpreted.
So, suppressing the contempt she wanted to express, she pretended not to notice the muscles tensed so rigidly beneath her. She simply shifted off him in silence.
As her weight disappeared, Kalen glanced at her.
His eyes were still burning with heat.
“What is it? Aren’t we continuing?”
“Continue with what?”
He let out a hollow laugh as if bewildered.
“You’re stopping here?”
“Yes.”
“After getting me like this?”
Kanna was momentarily at a loss for words.
Though there was no excuse, she decided to leave brazenly.
“I changed my mind. Now get off my sleeping bag.”
“How cruel of you.”
He grumbled but obediently followed her command. Yet, unable to let go of his lingering hope, he asked:
“Why did you suddenly change your mind? Did I make some mistake?”
But Kanna Adis burrowed into her sleeping bag without answering, closing her eyes.
Eventually, Kalen sighed.
“You’re quite willful, client. I can’t handle you like this. Let me cool off for a moment. I’ll be back soon, so don’t wander off.”
I heard the rustling sound of him moving away.
Kanna Adis sighed, her mind troubled.
‘It has to be Kalen.’

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