My Body Has Been Possessed By Someone - Chapter 203

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Chapter 203
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Alexandro opened his eyes.
Morning sunlight streamed diagonally into the cave. Gazing at the pale patches of light, he realized something.
‘I’m alive.’
He turned his head slowly.
Right beside him, a woman with black hair lay sleeping face-down.
“Don’t die.”
“Never, you can’t die.”
Those incantation-like whispers had filled his dawn. Perhaps that’s why he could still hear that voice now.
‘What is this woman?’
Alexandro narrowed his brow, staring intently at her face.
The woman who had tried to kill him.
Yet the woman who had saved his life.
Poisoned by her toxin, I had wandered the brink of death, but I remembered everything that had transpired during that time.
‘Why didn’t she hand me over to the Black Apostles?’
She should have had no further use for me. Escaping alone would have been faster and safer.
Yet this woman rejected such a notion outright, as if it were unthinkable.
“I won’t hand this person over to you. So leave.”
In the end, she even carried me as she fled, and took an arrow for it.
As his thoughts reached that point, his gaze naturally drifted to the woman’s arm.
Her arm was wrapped tightly with torn pieces of fabric. For something done alone, the hemostasis was remarkably skillful.
‘She dragged me here with that arm?’
With something so slender?
That wasn’t the only thing he found unbelievable.
The Silver Forest gleaming pale white in the darkness, ice crystals shattered like pearl dust, black hair scattering within it.
In all his life, he had never witnessed a sight so beautiful and unreal.
Alexandro’s eyes grew progressively colder.
A suspicious woman. More so than expected.
He was grateful she had protected him from the Black Apostles, but that didn’t mean he could completely trust her.
‘I should take her to Adis.’
There would be a need to investigate further in Adis. Just as he solidified this resolve.
“Mm.”
Then a soft groan escaped the woman’s lips.
“Mmm.”
And then, very slowly, she lifted her eyelids.
Their eyes met.
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After administering the antidote to Alexandro, Kanna Adis gritted her teeth and removed the arrow lodged in her forearm.
Then, using alchemy, she concocted a medicine and treated the wound to some degree.
Finally, after finishing everything, I collapsed into sleep as if losing consciousness….
‘So this must be a dream, right?’
When I opened my eyes, I was there.
The place where I last parted with Raphael. A beautiful Garden where pink peach blossoms drifted gently through the air—within the Roots of the World Tree.
‘It’s Raphael.’
I could see Raphael’s back.
True to his oath, he was guarding the spell formation. I drew closer to him.
Or did I?
‘Where am I, exactly?’
Suddenly uncertain, I looked down, but my body was nowhere to be seen.
‘So this really is a dream.’
That was when the dark entrance of the Roots of the World Tree rippled. Then a man walked in.
A man with snow-white hair. The massive greatsword he held in both hands dripped blood steadily from its sharp edge.
“Were you here?”
It was Kalen Adis.
“I searched everywhere, but you were hiding in a place like this.”
Kalen looked different from the last time I’d seen him.
His hair, which had always been neatly groomed, was disheveled now, and it had grown quite long, falling past his shoulders.
And most of all, his eyes.
In this moment, Kalen’s gaze held nothing but a thick, murderous intent.
“Where is my sister?”
Those eyes, gleaming with a madness that suggested he’d abandoned reason, were not the Kalen Adis I knew.
“Tell me where my sister is.”
Raphael slowly turned his body toward Kalen. Kalen continued speaking.
“My sister has been missing for a long time. And her last known location was the Divine Temple.”
A long time?
That didn’t make sense. Only a day had passed since I returned to the past, yet he spoke as if it had been ages.
“I tore the Divine Temple apart searching for her, but she was nowhere to be found.”
Another drop of blood fell from the tip of his sword, shattering across the grass.
“Not just the Divine Temple. She’s nowhere. My sister is, nowhere….”
Suddenly, I grew curious. Whose blood was soaking that blade?
How had Kalen even reached this place, where even the Priests dared not approach the World Tree?
“Tell me where my sister is right now. If you don’t, I’ll kill you too.”
But Raphael’s eyes remained calm. After a brief silence, Kalen seemed to realize he couldn’t threaten this opponent.
“That’s right, it was bluster. You’re the last person who saw my sister. You’re my last lead—I couldn’t possibly kill you.”
Clang!
He dropped his sword. A heavy despair settled over his slumped shoulders.
“Please, tell me where my sister is.”
“….”
“How did she vanish without a trace, where did my sister go….”
At that moment, tears welled up in Kalen’s eyes. Thick droplets streamed down his cheeks.
“Are you… alive?”
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“…!”
The instant I opened my eyes, a crushing pressure seized my throat. I couldn’t breathe.
The pain struck like lightning, and I snapped my eyes wide open.
And I saw him—Alexandro Adis—his hands clamped around my neck.
‘What is this?’
I barely managed a gasping breath. That was all I could manage.
‘What’s happening?’
Why was I lying in the middle of the Forest, being strangled by him?
I thrashed with all my strength, but both my wrists were pinned in his single grip, and my legs were trapped beneath his body—I couldn’t move an inch.
“How long are you going to keep this up?”
That’s when Alexandro spoke. His voice was thick with rage.
“Do you still think you can kill me?”
What are you talking about? You’re the one trying to kill me right now!
The moment that thought crossed my mind, memories came flooding back.
The memories of yesterday.
‘Ah.’
Yesterday.
Seon-hee had returned to this body.
Yesterday, Seon-hee had re-entered this body.
As expected, Seon-hee had no memory of what had transpired while I was possessing her.
That’s why she panicked at the sudden situation, was startled, and consequently grew wary of Alexandro Adis.
It was a natural reaction.
Her last memory was of the Divine Temple, and suddenly she found herself in the Forest with a strange man.
On top of that, the Executors from the Divine Temple had tracked her down, forcing her to flee.
Confused by everything, Seon-hee had shown aggression toward Alexandro Adis, quarreled with him multiple times, and had even attempted to kill him five times.
Just moments ago, she had tried to use alchemy against him before being subdued!
“How can I make her behave?”
Exhaustion clouded Alexandro Adis’s eyes after being tormented all day. He stared at her wrists trapped in his grip and muttered.
“Maybe I should just cut them off.”
That can’t happen!
Then, Alexandro Adis released his grip from her throat.
“Cough, cough!”
Finally, my breathing opened up. Without even the presence of mind to make excuses or plead, I coughed.
And in that moment, I heard the sound of a buckle being undone.
I jolted in alarm and looked down. Alexandro Adis was unfastening his belt.
With a single motion, he undid the buckle, then gripped it firmly and yanked it free with force.
“Ah!”
Then, without mercy, he bound her wrist with the belt. A scream tore from her throat as the pressure threatened to snap bone.
“Ah, it hurts!”
“It hurts?”
Alexandro Adis asked flatly. Kanna nodded frantically.
Her wrist felt as though it might tear away. Tears welled up involuntarily—a purely physiological response.
“And?”
Yet whether she wept or not, Alexandro’s hands never ceased their work.
“You started this. You should be prepared to endure the consequences.”
You did this to yourself.
He added this tersely, then bound her wrist without flinching at her whimpers, his gaze unwavering. Only then did he withdraw from atop her body.
“Gasp… gasp…”
Kanna heaved for breath. She truly felt as though she were dying.
“What a sight.”
Alexandro Adis looked down at her with derision.
“Why didn’t you listen when I warned you with words?”
She was a complete mess.
Tangled black hair, eyes glistening with tears, red handprints marking her neck, disheveled clothing, legs sprawled limply—everything was smeared with dirt and grass.
After observing this spectacle, Alexandro realized he was in the same state. He brushed grass from his elbow as he spoke.
“I distinctly told you that if you misbehaved again, I would bind you.”
When she had failed in her fourth assassination attempt, he had issued a warning.
“If you try to kill me even once more, I’ll bind you just as I did when we were in the Divine Temple.”
But Seon-hee did not relent. She believed that if she could kill Alexandro Adis, she would finally attain the freedom she so desperately craved.
So she had tried to kill him. Five times in total.
‘No, that’s not right. If I count the poison I injected in the Divine Temple Prison, it’s six times altogether.’
In other words, Alexandro Adis had tolerated six assassination attempts. Considering his usual temperament, it was extraordinary mercy.
‘I’ve ruined everything.’
Curses crumbled silently in her mouth.
This was the chance to earn his trust, and it had all vanished. This body’s return had destroyed everything!
‘I even took an arrow meant for him to save him, and this is what I get!’
Yet she could not blame Seon-hee. Of course the other her would have panicked. Besides, she was half-mad now.
How many more minutes did she labor to catch her breath?
Once her breathing finally steadied, Kanna painfully lifted her torso. With a pitiful expression, she pleaded.
“I’ll really behave now. So please, untie me.”
“No.”
“I’ve been through such hardship that my mind wavers. There are times when my aggression intensifies, but I’m fine now.”
“So you truly are a mad woman.”
Alexandro Adis accepted her words, but offered no sympathy.
“Since I cannot know when you might lose your senses again and attack, you must remain bound.”
Kanna felt a surge of irritation and cried out.
“Don’t you see my arm is injured? It still hurts!”
“That’s why I bound your wrist, not your forearm.”
Alexandro Adis refused without hesitation, then threw something before her.
“….”
It was Seon-hee’s diary. A single volume filled to bursting with records of suffering.
“You’re truly untrustworthy.”
After the successive murder attempts, Alexandro Adis had solidified his distrust of her.
“I need to understand what this record means—or rather, what these characters are.”
“….”
“Don’t think you can deceive me. If you teach me falsely, everything will unravel during the interpretation process.”
Then he tapped the tip of his foot against her knee.
“Get up. We’re leaving immediately.”
“…Where are you taking me?”
I asked, half-expecting the answer.
“To Adis.”
My head throbbed.
Largos, who had obsessed over Seon-hee, was there. He was not Alexandro Adis’s brother—the one who would later die by Seon-hee’s hand.
‘I didn’t want to meet him.’

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