My Body Has Been Possessed By Someone - Chapter 224

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Chapter 224
“Uncomfortable, isn’t it?”
Kalen whispered as he gently arranged Kanna Adis’s disheveled hair.
“Shall we go somewhere more comfortable?”
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Orsini walked swiftly. The entire way, he told himself it couldn’t be true.
“Your sister was kissing your brother.”
A lie.
It must have been a cruel jab meant to mock his unrequited love.
Kanna Adis would never do such a thing.
She despised Kalen so much.
She loathed Kalen, despised House of Adis with every fiber of her being—she would never do that with such a man.
“….”
Orsini’s footsteps came to an abrupt halt.
In the empty Corridor, far ahead, he saw a man with snow-white hair.
It was Kalen.
Kalen was locked in a passionate kiss with a woman.
Orsini watched the scene with an expressionless face.
Kalen’s hand pressed firmly against the woman’s lower back, then slowly rose, threading through her long hair—that smooth, dark hair.
Then he lifted the woman into his arms and descended the Staircase.
“….”
Moments later, Orsini turned around and walked back the way he came.
How far had he walked?
Orsini stopped again. His fingertips trembled faintly.
Convulsions spread rapidly. A sickening crack—his forearm twisted. He gritted his teeth and gripped his convulsing arm.
Cold sweat beaded on his forehead in an instant.
A seizure was beginning.
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“If she were my sister, I’d test it on Kanna Adis first.”
Ju-hwa recalled what Argon had said.
That his suspicious sister, Princess Lilienne, would test it on someone other than her own husband first.
He had prophesied that she would use it on Kanna Adis to reap a double benefit.
“Just wait and see. You’ll witness House of Adis fracture and splinter because of a single woman.”
‘Has Princess Lilienne already used that drug on Kanna Adis?’
The curtain that had descended over Kanna Adis and Kalen’s box early in the performance had not risen since. What was transpiring behind it now was painfully obvious.
‘Beasts. What are they doing in a place like this?’
Ju-hwa glanced to the side. A silver-haired man sat there.
Thump-thump, her heart raced.
That beautiful figure was like an arrogant god observing the stage—elegant and aloof as an absolute being gazing down upon the mortal realm.
Would this man change like that if given the drug?
Like Kanna Adis beyond the curtain?
A beast that disregarded time and place, unable to distinguish between propriety and impropriety?
Ju-hwa’s cheeks flushed crimson. She could not fathom Silvien Valentino succumbing to desire in such a manner.
Yet she longed to witness it. Desperately.
‘But the drug is not yet perfect.’
Rarely, but roughly once in ten times, side effects would manifest. The adverse reactions were severe enough that she could not administer it to Silvien Valentino until that flaw was remedied.
‘So for now, I must content myself with this.’
Ju-hwa watched the performance alongside Silvien Valentino with a thrilling anticipation, though she was too preoccupied stealing glances at his face to properly observe the spectacle.
“Pardon the intrusion.”
How much time had elapsed? A staff member approached Silvien Valentino’s side and extended a card.
“A lady has requested that this be delivered to Duke Valentino.”
In that moment, a sweet fragrance wafted through the air.
‘This scent….’
A perfume bearing Kanna Adis’s name. The Empire’s most coveted fragrance.
‘She sprayed perfume on the card?’
The intention was transparent, and Ju-hwa’s displeasure kindled. Who had sent it?
Before she could even glimpse the card’s contents, Silvien Valentino rose from his seat.
“I must step away for a moment.”
“Pardon? B-but Your Grace….”
“My apologies.”
Silvien Valentino departed swiftly. Ju-hwa watched his retreating figure in stunned silence.
‘He just left upon receiving a woman’s card?’
There existed a woman capable of summoning him?
Could it possibly be Kanna Adis who sent it?
‘No. That cannot be.’
Kanna Adis should be intoxicated by the elixir by now. So the curtain….
….
The curtain hung open.
And no one remained within.
‘When did she vanish?’
An impulse to pursue Silvien Valentino surged within her, yet she restrained herself. She waited. She endured.
But he did not return. At last, Ju-hwa could bear it no longer and bolted from her seat.
She hurried through the door and collided with a staff member—the very one who had delivered the card.
“Who delivered that card?”
“Pardon?”
“The card you gave to Duke Valentino. What did the woman look like?”
The staff member answered with a vacant expression.
“She had black hair and dark eyes.”
It was Kanna Adis after all!
“Where has the Duke gone?”
“She left with that woman.”
“Where? Where did they go?”
“He asked to be shown to a place where they could be alone. So I guided them to the Rest Room at the end of the Basement Corridor….”
I didn’t wait to hear the rest. I brushed past the staff member and spun around urgently.
‘The Staircase, where is the Staircase?’
Fortunately, it caught my eye immediately. There were several Staircases leading down to the Underground, so I didn’t need to search.
By now, Kanna Adis had surely consumed that elixir. Normally, one should fall for only the opposite sex they first encounter after taking it.
But if side effects occurred, they would fall for every member of the opposite sex they met.
‘What if Kanna Adis experienced side effects?’
If she saw Silvien Valentino and fell for him, clinging to him and seducing him?
‘No, it’s fine. Nothing works on him.’
Even with Kanna Adis’s body, no amount of seduction moved him. She could throw herself at him naked and he wouldn’t bat an eye. So there’s no way he’d succumb now. No way that….’
Crash!
Finally reaching the door, I wrenched it open violently.
“…What?”
Kanna Adis lay on the sofa. Her chest half-exposed.
“Who are you?”
Kanna Adis frowned and pulled her dress up.
I stared at her intently. Disheveled black hair. Lipstick half-smeared away. A wrinkled dress. Shoes scattered beneath the sofa….
“Were you looking for the Duke?”
Kanna Adis laughed, tidying her tousled hair.
“He left just a moment ago. You didn’t see him?”
“….”
“He must have used a different Staircase. We must have missed each other.”
“….”
“That man was incredible. He certainly lives up to his face.”
And then she laughed.
“Well, you probably understand now. Or do you still not know?”
In that moment, my mind froze completely. I heard nothing. I could think of nothing. I simply followed instinct.
I reached out. I grasped. Something solid and smooth. I lifted it. I approached.
“W-what are you doing?”
I couldn’t forgive her.
“Put that down! Right now!”
I couldn’t forgive her.
“Kyaaaah!”
Crash!
Gasping, gasping. I heaved for breath. My entire body trembled violently. I looked down at the fallen Kanna Adis, then at what was below.
“…Ah.”
A ceramic vase lay shattered into countless fragments.
Only then did I realize what I had done, and I flinched in shock, dropping the porcelain shards.
‘Did I… did I kill Kanna Adis?’
Did I?
She hurriedly shut the door. Ragged breaths tumbled from her lips in gasps.
Of course she wanted to kill her. She deserved to die.
But not like this, so suddenly, without any plan!
‘What… what do I do?’
Ju-hwa collapsed onto the floor, covering her face with both hands.
‘What do I do?’
If it’s discovered, if Silvien Valentino finds out.
‘No. No.’
Perhaps this turned out well. Kanna Adis’s blood is incredibly useful after all. So if I bring this girl to the Black Apostles’ hideout, the Research Laboratory…
‘Yes, that would work!’
As she thought this, hope ignited within her anxious heart. Ju-hwa carefully picked up a glass shard and pricked her finger.
“Ow, it hurts…”
Sniffling, she drew a spell formation. It was a spell formation to send a message to her guardian.
【At the end of the Basement Corridor, in the Rest Room, Kanna Adis is unconscious. She might even be dead.】
【I think it would be good to take her to the Research Laboratory. Please send Apostles to help. As quickly as possible.】
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“Are you alright?”
As Orsini leaned against the wall, enduring a seizure, a staff member approached.
“Shall I call the Physician?”
The Physician? A self-deprecating laugh burst from Orsini’s lips.
Useless. This cursed fever was something no one could cure.
Fortunately, the seizure gradually subsided. He steadied his breathing, then asked the staff member.
“Do you know where the Duke Adis’s daughter went?”
“Pardon?”
“The woman with black hair.”
As if that were a signal, the staff member answered with vacant eyes.
“She asked to be guided to a place where they could be alone together. So I showed her to the Rest Room at the end of the Basement Corridor…”
Ha. Laughter burst from between Orsini’s lips.
He passed the staff member and quickly descended the nearby Staircase.
He knew it. That woman had never underestimated men—she simply found them amusing.
She ignored them at her whim, used them, discarded them, picked them up again, wielding them like tools according to her needs.
So perhaps this time too, she was using Kalen.
But why Kalen? Surely I’m more useful than that bastard right now?
With each step forward, his eyes burned crimson. Half was jealousy, half was rage.
He didn’t care if he became a hindrance. His mind held only one impulse: to crush Kalen’s jaw.
He wrenched the door open.
“…”
But there was no one there.
I had half-expected this the moment I approached the door. Had he already gone elsewhere? Or perhaps….
‘Blood.’
The scent of blood dispersed through the air—fresh blood, spilled not long ago.
He surveyed the surroundings. Everything in the room was pristine and orderly.
There was not a trace of bloodstains, nor any sign that anyone had ever inhabited this place.
Then a single strand of hair caught his eye, fallen upon the floor. It was black hair. He picked it up and examined it carefully.
‘This is not Kanna Adis’s hair.’
I had touched Kanna Adis’s hair only once before.
When she had poisoned herself to kill me.
I remembered every detail of that moment with terrifying clarity.
The instant her lips met mine, my hand had buried itself in her hair. That sensation—silken, smooth, and exquisite—remained vivid in my memory.
Yet now, this black strand possessed a faint coarseness.
‘Then whose could it be?’
Suddenly, words Kanna Adis had spoken came to mind. That Silvien Valentino’s betrothed, Ju-hwa, was a Black Apostle.
That woman also had black hair.
‘Could it be….’

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