My Body Has Been Possessed By Someone - Chapter 210

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Chapter 210
“Goo goo?”
I was utterly startled by the sound that escaped my lips.
Goo goo? Really?
Did that noise just come from my mouth?
I lifted both arms in shock, only to be horrified anew. What were these short, chubby limbs? And these tiny, maple-leaf-shaped palms!
“Ah, ah-ooo!”
Slurred, infantile sounds tumbled from my lips. Goosebumps erupted across my skin.
‘Have I become a baby?’
This couldn’t be happening!
‘Where am I?’
I stretched my stubby neck with all my might to survey my surroundings. And I was certain.
‘This isn’t the Adis Mansion.’
It looked like a hastily constructed military barracks. I lay abandoned in a corner of it.
‘Why am I in a place like this?’
I was supposed to be a duke’s daughter—so why was I alone in such a squalid place?
‘Somehow I’ll manage. I need to get back to the proper timeline quickly.’
I had no idea where this was, but since my future self didn’t know about it, it couldn’t be anything serious. Probably.
I tried to sit up to draw a spell formation, but instead tumbled backward completely. I’d forgotten to account for the weight of this infant head.
‘Damn this baby body!’
After flailing about for a while, I finally managed to flip myself over. Then I barely managed to raise my hand. It looked like a plump little sausage.
I needed to bite my lip to draw blood, but….
‘I don’t have teeth!’
That’s when a piercing scream tore through the air outside the tent. I jolted in terror and curled myself into a tight ball. Every instinct screamed danger.
‘Where in the world am I?’
The tent flap suddenly burst open and a man rushed inside.
“Don’t come any closer! If you take another step, I’ll…your daughter…!”
That was all. The man’s body split cleanly in half.
I jerked my head away from the gruesome sight. Without even a scream, the man was dead.
The tent fluttered again the next moment. It was Alexandro Adis.
He approached me with heavy steps and stood before me. I was momentarily stunned. He was drenched in blood.
Under normal circumstances, I would have assumed it was someone else’s blood, but now….
‘Is he hurt?’
With a thud, Alexandro Adis dropped to his knees before me. I noticed blood flowing freely from his abdomen.
‘Why is he so badly wounded?’
Was this really something that happened in the past? Had Alexandro Adis ever been injured this severely?
Then Alexandro Adis lifted his drooping head. He glared at me. His green eyes burned with intensity.
“Damn you, girl.”
“Ah, goo goo.”
“Why did I have to suffer this because of you….”
He muttered the words as if spitting them out, then rose to his feet. Without hesitation, he seized her by the waist and hoisted her up. He strode quickly out of the tent.
Kanna nearly screamed.
‘Where am I?’
They stood in the heart of an endless desert.
What was even more shocking were the corpses scattered across the sand.
Countless bodies of monsters and men lay tangled together, reeking of blood.
Only then did Kanna grasp the full horror of the scene.
‘The Black Apostles kidnapped me.’
And Alexandro had come to rescue her alone.
‘How could he have done that by himself….’
Kanna closed her eyes. She couldn’t bear to look any longer.
At some point, she must have drifted off to sleep.
‘The body of a baby, how troublesome.’
When I awoke, I found myself lying peacefully in a baby’s crib. Alexandro must have brought me safely back to the mansion.
‘I wonder if Alex is alright.’
His injuries had looked severe.
But what could I accomplish in a baby’s body? After nearly an hour of painful struggle, I finally managed to draw blood from my tiny finger.
‘Damn it, I’m terrified of knowing what time period I’ll end up in next.’
With my small finger, I traced the alchemical sigil.
* * *
‘Failed again.’
This time, I had arrived at the Adis Mansion.
I glanced at the calendar beside the bed and sighed. I was fourteen years old.
‘This won’t do.’
I couldn’t keep squandering alchemy until I reached the desired time period. I rose from the bed.
‘There must be a flaw in this sigil as well.’
I decided to go to the Research Laboratory, organize my knowledge, and refine the sigil once more.
Just then, the door burst open and a Maid entered.
“You’re awake, I see.”
The Maid, carrying wash water, roughly grabbed my arm and dragged me along. Then she abruptly began washing my face.
“You must hurry and prepare. Duke Adis will be arriving shortly.”
“…What?”
I pushed away the Maid’s hands as she washed my face.
“Father is calling for me?”
“Yes.”
Why?
No, that’s not it.
‘I have no memory of this.’
Alexandro requesting a private meeting with her during her childhood? This had never happened—not once in her entire life!
But I soon understood.
My future self must have entered this body, which is why I have no memories of it.
Come to think of it, Seon-hee was the same. When she possessed that body, she had no recollection of it either. It remained like a severed fragment, a hollow void in time.
‘It’s different from when I possessed Ju-hwa. Back then, we both retained each other’s memories clearly.’
I entrusted my grooming to the Maid and fell into contemplation.
‘It must be because of the difference in time.’
Seon-hee, and fourteen-year-old me.
We existed in different temporal periods from my future self.
The fact that we existed in different times seemed to have a profound effect.
* * *
I made my way to Alexandro’s Study.
“Come in.”
The moment I opened the door and stepped inside, I froze in place.
There stood a breathtakingly beautiful young man.
With smooth silver hair and a face like a glass doll, he was striking enough to startle me for a moment.
It was seventeen-year-old Silvien Valentino.
“A guest has arrived. I shall take my leave now, Duke Adis.”
“Please do.”
Silvien rose from his seat and suddenly paused, as if remembering something.
“Regarding that boy. Arzenian’s son.”
In that instant, my ears seemed to double in size.
‘What did he just say?’
Arzenian’s son? Arzenian would surely be the name of a Divine Spirit, wouldn’t it?
“We’ve roughly identified his location. It’s only a matter of time before we find him.”
Silvien smiled slightly.
“Would it be acceptable for Valentino to take charge of that boy?”
“Do as you see fit. Adis will not interfere.”
Alexandro spoke in a tone devoid of any emotion.
“However, there will be no ties formed with anyone from the Grand Temple. Whatever it may be.”
“Understood. I shall keep that in mind.”
Silvien turned again. He paused briefly before me, then bowed respectfully.
“It is an honor to meet you, Lady Adis. I am Silvien Valentino.”
I hesitated for a moment before curtsying, lifting the hem of my skirt.
“In a few years’ time, you shall make your debut in High Society. I look forward to meeting you at your debutante ball.”
That was all.
After exchanging pleasantries that were nothing out of the ordinary, I passed by her. His formality felt strange.
‘Though he was always a courteous person, wasn’t he?’
Now that I thought about it, Silvien had never disrespected me from the beginning. He had simply grown to do so over time.
“Where have you lost your mind?”
At that moment, Alexandro’s sharp voice pulled me from my reverie.
“Come here.”
Kanna settled into the seat across from him, studying his face.
‘It’s truly the same.’
No matter what time period she found herself in, there was one constant—Alexandro’s face remained unchanged.
“Kanna Adis, have you forgotten my warning?”
“…Pardon?”
“I told you not to let anyone see your alchemy.”
He withdrew a small glass vial from his pocket and placed it on the desk.
“You know what this is, don’t you?”
“…”
I did. This was the healing remedy that fourteen-year-old me had given to the Stable Keeper not long ago.
The Stable Keeper was one of the few people at Adis who treated me kindly, and I’d given him this gift because he supposedly suffered from chronic stomach pain…
“How naive.”
Alexandro clicked his tongue in disapproval.
“That man is perfectly healthy. He feigned illness knowing the value of your medicine and sold it to merchants for a hefty sum.”
“…”
“It’s been trading for exorbitant prices on the black market.”
Kanna was startled by this revelation she’d never known. Such a thing had happened?
Alexandro issued his warning with stern severity.
“Never do something like this again.”
Kanna felt embarrassed and lowered her head.
She understood all too well now why he spoke such words.
‘I didn’t understand the reason back then…’
Then, he suddenly reached out and grasped her chin, forcing her gaze upward to meet his.
“Answer me, Kanna Adis.”
“…”
Kanna stared directly into his eyes and corrected her thoughts.
This was not the Alexandro from that time. These were not the eyes that had burned with youthful fervor.
He appeared like someone suffocating beneath a terribly heavy exhaustion. Kanna knew what had brought him to this state.
“I understand. But… have you slept at all?”
In that instant, a crease formed between Alexandro’s brows. Yet it lasted only a moment before he released her chin and withdrew.
“Yes.”
A lie.
It was visible to Kanna’s eyes now. He was in grave danger. She could tell because she had just witnessed the younger version of Alexandro.
‘Is he already under the curse of insomnia?’
Kanna deliberated briefly before opening her mouth.
‘I must tell him.’
There was no need for lengthy explanation. Just one word—Alexandro—would suffice.
The moment she was about to speak.
“Lord Alexandro, may I enter?”
A voice cut off her words. The door swung open before permission was even granted.
‘Ah….’
Claude, a boy around my age, entered with a grave expression. He then whispered something into Alexandro’s ear.
“…It seems you should go at once, sir.”
“Understood. I’ll leave immediately.”
Alexandro rose to his feet. Then, as if suddenly remembering, he turned to me.
“Remember my words, Kanna.”
And with that, he left with Claude.
“….”
He was gone.
And he likely wouldn’t return for some time. Alexandro frequently absented himself from the estate for months at a stretch.
It had always been this way. He would return once every few months, stay for barely half a day, then depart again—a pattern as familiar as breathing.
‘I never understood why he was always so busy back then….’
I exhaled slowly, cradling my face in my hands to calm the turbulent emotions within me.
‘I’m sorry. I’ll repay this debt without fail.’
First, I needed to do what had to be done.
I rose from my seat.
‘I should go to Raphael.’
A kindness I couldn’t recall.
Despite having saved a person’s life, despite having earned a devotion so blindly fierce it was terrifying, I retained not a single second of memory from that moment. It felt as distant and impersonal as someone else’s story. That was why it weighed on me as an unbearable burden.
Now I finally understood why. It hadn’t been something I had done back then.
‘It was something I’m doing now.’

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