My Body Has Been Possessed By Someone - Chapter 213

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Chapter 213
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Raphael requested that I take him on as a servant, but I shook my head.
“I don’t have the authority to do that.”
I explained my circumstances to Raphael.
My current position within House of Adis—a despised illegitimate daughter with no right to hire servants on my own whim.
After hearing my story, Raphael seemed to have resolved something within himself.
“Then I shall serve you in a better place instead.”
“A better place?”
“Yes. But since I have nothing now, please wait a few years. I will prepare myself to serve you.”
It was exactly what I wanted. After all, we couldn’t be together right now anyway.
“All right. I’ll wait.”
But…
‘I won’t remember you.’
It wasn’t merely forgetting. I would despise and torment him.
Not long from now, my body would swap with Ju-hwa’s. It would be Ju-hwa, not me, who would meet Raphael again.
“Listen. Even if I forget you, don’t be too disheartened. I promise I’ll remember you someday.”
At those words, Raphael’s eyes narrowed slightly.
“Is it possible to forget a moment like this?”
“You said it would take several years, right? Going through all sorts of things during that time, it could happen.”
It was absurd reasoning. Raphael was the kind of man one couldn’t forget after seeing him once. Beyond his handsome features, his distinctive sensual aura was nowhere to be found in anyone else.
Yet I insisted strongly.
“Besides, I’m not good at remembering people’s faces.”
Raphael seemed displeased with that remark. He furrowed his brow slightly.
“…I am a defrocked priest.”
“Huh?”
“Since defrocked priests are rare, you should be able to remember me by that.”
“…”
I was at a loss for words.
‘Could it be…?’
So that’s why he insisted on wearing that dark priestly robe?
Even though wearing clothes that exposed his status would make him easier prey for the Grand Temple’s pursuit, he always wore the convict’s garb of a defrocked priest.
Every moment he entered my sight was like that.
“Raphael.”
“Yes.”
“I’ll repay you someday, I promise.”
For making him wait until his bones turned to dust, for forcing him to wear the defrocked priest’s robes, for everything. Raphael lowered his gaze slightly.
“Do as you wish.”
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And so Raphael and I parted ways, promising to meet again in the future.
On the way to the Carriage Station.
‘That person… they’ve been following me since earlier, haven’t they?’
I changed direction multiple times, but they kept pursuing me regardless.
‘Are they with the Black Apostles?’
Or perhaps a kidnapper. A man who stalked a young girl in secret could harbor no good intentions.
‘Fine then. Come on, come.’
The sound of approaching footsteps drew ever closer. I took a deep breath and turned around—or rather, I tried to.
But before I could, a carriage suddenly halted before me. The window creaked open.
It was Silvien Valentino.
He greeted me with a gentle smile.
“What a fortunate coincidence. It’s a pleasure to see you again, Miss Adis.”
His gaze flickered past me for a moment before returning to my face.
“If you have no objection, I would be honored to escort you to the Adis Estate.”
It was a stroke of luck. I had no desire to waste precious blood on an unnecessary confrontation. I climbed into the carriage at once.
“Though it is not my place to meddle, the streets beyond the estate are often plagued by unsavory incidents.”
Silvien spoke in a courteous tone.
“Please exercise caution, Miss Adis.”
“Yes, I’ll keep that in mind.”
Apparently satisfied, Silvien fell silent and said no more.
Silence descended upon us. I observed the young man seated across from me with subtle scrutiny.
His youthful, unfinished features possessed an ethereal, almost androgynous quality that evoked the image of a fairy.
‘What is that?’
I caught a glimpse of the book resting on his lap. The title read: 【The Unknown World: Does the Eastern Continent Exist?】
‘But the Eastern Continent hasn’t been discovered yet.’
Did he possess some form of foresight? I lifted my gaze in admiration at his prescience, only to start. His piercing blue eyes were fixed upon me, as if seeing straight through.
“….”
How long had he been watching me?
Though startled, I met his gaze with composure. It was proper etiquette for the one who initiated the stare to speak first.
Yet unexpectedly, he remained silent—a response utterly at odds with his usual courteous demeanor.
‘What is he doing?’
After an extended exchange of stares, Silvien finally let out a soft chuckle.
“Forgive me. I was being rude.”
“Pardon?”
“When we last met, your bangs were styled differently. You’ve swept them back this time.”
That’s right—my bangs. I lowered them again, letting them fall to nearly cover the bridge of my nose.
“Why do you lower them?”
Did he truly not understand? I answered curtly.
“Many people find dark eyes unsettling, so I keep them hidden.”
“How fortunate that I am not among those foolish masses.”
I doubted my own ears. What had I just heard?
“However, according to what you’ve said, few have ever beheld those eyes. Then I am truly honored.”
Silvien Valentino spoke without a hint of concern, lifting the book before him. He opened it to the middle section and added,
“Your eyes shine like jewels, my lady. So brilliantly that one finds it difficult to look away.”
Then he began to read.
‘What is this… such praise from someone so unsuited to flattery?’
Kanna Adis was bewildered.
Silvien Valentino wore a pleasant smile and moved about graciously, but he was not a man to offer hollow compliments. Yet such spine-tingling praise had just tumbled from his lips.
The carriage swayed and creaked. No further conversation passed between them.
Not until we arrived at the Adis Family Estate.
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By the time we reached the Adis Family Estate, the night had grown deep. The Gatekeeper appeared startled to see Kanna Adis arriving in Duke Valentino’s carriage.
“When did you depart, my lady?”
Silvien Valentino heard the question but graciously pretended not to, taking his leave.
Kanna Adis moved to head directly to the Research Laboratory, but she stopped upon noticing a window in the estate—a room with light spilling from within.
‘That room…’
Alexandro Adis’s so-called ‘Secret Room’.
It had once been his bedroom, a space we had shared together.
‘Though it seems he eventually gave it entirely to Seon-hee.’
Yet now light was streaming from that room’s window. From the room where entry was forbidden.
‘Who could have gone inside?’
Kanna Adis hesitated briefly before heading toward that room.
‘I was under the impression Alexandro wasn’t in the estate right now…’
Upon reaching the door, I carefully turned the handle.
As expected, it was unlocked.
The door creaked open slowly. Inside, only the faint flicker of candlelight danced.
I stepped inside cautiously, rising onto my toes. But I stopped abruptly.
‘Alexandro?’
Alexandro Adis was there, leaning against a rocking chair by the window, his eyes closed.
‘He wasn’t supposed to be in the estate?’
Everyone believed he was away, yet here he was in this place.
I examined his face, bathed in the pale moonlight that seemed to dissolve into his skin.
With his eyes closed, anyone would think he was sleeping, but…
He couldn’t be asleep. He was incapable of sleep.
In the next moment, my eyes trembled as I observed him. Scattered across Alexandro Adis’s lap were worn pieces of parchment.
Letters.
Faded letters written long ago.
They bore characters that no one in this world could ever recognize. I held my breath.
I knew what those letters were.
I knew far too well.
Then Alexandro Adis’s eyelids slowly rose. His desolate gaze turned toward me.
“….”
Silence hung heavy in the air. I gripped my skirt tightly, meeting his gaze.
Despite having snuck into the forbidden room, he showed no anger. No surprise.
No reaction at all. Only then did I notice it—a small medicine bottle sitting on the side table next to the rocking chair.
“I….”
As I stared at the bottle, Alexandro Adis opened his mouth. I looked back at him.
My heart seemed to plummet in that instant.
His eyes were devastatingly sorrowful—eyes I could never have imagined from him.
“Can’t do it.”
He murmured softly, then closed his eyes again.
“Anything.”
“….”
“I….”
His words trailed off into obscurity. Then silence descended once more. I approached him with extreme caution.
It felt like walking across glass shards that could shatter at any moment.
He lay in deep slumber.
‘No. He’s not asleep.’
Catching the scent wafting from the medicine bottle, I understood.
‘This is poison.’
A chill swept through my chest. This was an extraordinarily potent poison.
‘Could this be Celia’s medicine?’
I bit my lip to suppress the cry threatening to escape.
‘He’s been consuming poison like this?’
A poison that forcibly dulls consciousness. For a mind that cannot rest, consciousness was deliberately clouded. Like crumpling clean paper into ruin.
Like destroying it carelessly.
‘If he keeps taking it, eventually it will tear him apart.’
That was the side effect of this poison, was it not?
‘He shouldn’t be using this.’
Surely Alexandro and Celia both knew this. Yet he was still taking this medicine?
“Alexandro….”
I called out with a trembling voice, but he didn’t open his eyes. Was the poison taking effect? He seemed completely unconscious.
Those incomprehensible words he’d spoken moments ago—they couldn’t have come from a sound mind.
Heat gathered at the corners of my eyes. But I clenched my fists and held it back.
It wasn’t I who was suffering. It was Alexandro. So I had no right to be weak.
I gazed at the cursed man’s face. Then I lowered my head and pressed my lips to his cheek. His skin was ice-cold.
“Just wait a little longer. I will save you, no matter what.”
Because it was I who cast you into this hell.

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