My Body Has Been Possessed By Someone - Chapter 270

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Side Story Episode 1
Side Story 1. Waiting in the Future
“Sir Alexandro Adis. So you were here.”
Alexandro Adis glanced upward, a cigarette dangling from his lips.
“Theo.”
A blonde man looked down at him.
Theodore Azel. A knight of Adis and his old friend.
“Perfect timing. I was just starting to get bored.”
In the gambling den thick with cigarette smoke, stacks of chips piled high beside Alexandro Adis—evidence of his unbroken winning streak.
“Are you leaving?”
A courtesan who had been eyeing Alexandro Adis all evening clung to him, pressing her lips against his neck.
“Don’t go. Let’s have some real fun.”
The nearly naked woman rubbed her ample bosom against his arm.
It was obscene enough to make Theodore’s face burn with embarrassment, but Alexandro Adis simply grabbed her shoulder and pushed her away with an indifferent expression.
“Move. I’m tired.”
“Tired?”
The woman let out a hollow laugh, as if she’d never heard such a refusal before.
“How could a man ever be tired? Oh, you must like men then. Is this blonde gentleman your lover?”
“Yes.”
…
The woman fell silent for a moment before responding belatedly.
“Oh my, so that’s how it is. How rude of me.”
Theodore’s face flushed crimson in an instant at becoming Alexandro Adis’s supposed lover. But before Theodore could protest, Alexandro Adis rose to his feet.
“Let’s go, Theo.”
This damned man.
Theodore glared at Alexandro Adis with resentment and asked.
“What will you do with all that money?”
“Ah. That.”
Alexandro Adis gazed at the chips stacked before him, then gestured with his chin.
“Anyone can have it.”
In that moment, silence fell over the gambling den.
The instant Alexandro Adis turned his back, people rushed forward like a pack of dogs.
“Move! Get out of the way!”
“It’s mine! That’s my money!”
Theodore hurried out of the gambling den, now transformed into a hellscape.
“Sir Alexandro Adis.”
“What?”
What?
Theodore looked Alexandro Adis up and down with a sense of despair.
‘This is pathetic.’
His hair was tousled carelessly, his shirt unbuttoned at the collar by two or three buttons, and worst of all, there were crimson lipstick marks smeared across his neck. The way he pulled a cigarette from his pocket, lit it with a match—it was absolutely….
“Anyone looking at you now would think you’re a dissolute rake drowning in alcohol, women, and gambling, wouldn’t they?”
At that, Alexandro Adis let out a low chuckle.
“Well, I am a rake.”
“Don’t admit to it!”
“Stop your fussing. I’m just taking a break after all this time.”
Theodore fell silent at those words.
True enough—the past six months had been consumed entirely by dealing with the Black Mist.
The heroic tales of Alexandro Adis, who had subjugated the swarms of monsters that poured down like clouds without suffering a single casualty, had spread across the entire Continent.
And yet….
‘Here sits that very hero, flanked by women on either side, indulging in gambling.’
Theodore found this contradiction difficult to bear. He had watched Alexandro for so long that he understood the truth.
Alexandro was wary of his reputation becoming too favorable. To a certain degree, he was deliberately tarnishing it.
Precisely like this.
Theodore tried to convince himself of this as he spoke.
“Regardless, this is not the time to be here. You must return to the Estate at once.”
“Why?”
“The Princess of Yalden has arrived.”
The cigarette fell from Alexandro’s lips. A moment later, he spoke harshly.
“I told you I’m not accepting that betrothal.”
“There’s no point telling me. Just go back now. And wipe that lipstick mark off your neck.”
“No. I’m going like this.”
“What? But….”
“If that woman leaves me because of how I look, all the better.”
* * *
“What is this appearance, sir?”
Ekaterina, the Princess of Yalden, spoke coldly.
“How absurd. You’ve come to meet your betrothed looking like that?”
“Betrothed?”
Alexandro Adis smiled crookedly.
“I’ve told you several times—I do not consent to this betrothal.”
Yet Ekaterina scoffed as though watching a child throw a tantrum.
“Don’t be childish. This betrothal was accepted by Duke Adis himself.”
Several months prior.
In the Northern Mountains of Yalden, he had rescued the princess from monsters that surrounded her. Impressed by that deed, the princess had pursued him relentlessly before proposing marriage.
“Would you not consider meeting with me on the premise of marriage?”
“I have no interest.”
Yet the princess was persistent.
She had proposed the betrothal to Duke Adis, his father, and he had accepted it favorably.
“Marry her, Alexandro.”
“I refuse.”
“This is the family head’s command.”
“Why this sudden marriage?”
“Once you marry, you’ll change too. You need a woman to put a leash around your neck.”
A leash? I wasn’t spouting madness—what was this talk of a leash?
“Lord Alexandro Adis, what is that mark on your neck…?”
Ekaterina’s expression sharpened at precisely that moment. She had finally noticed the red lipstick stain.
“Could it be that you have a lover?”
For a moment, I wavered. Should I just tell her my lover was a man?
‘Then this leech of a woman would withdraw on her own.’
Theodore’s accommodating face flashed through my mind, but I dismissed it.
That man was a widower, yes, but he remained a married man in spirit. And didn’t he have a young son named Claude? It felt wrong to use him for something like this again.
While I hesitated, Ekaterina spoke first.
“I don’t care who it is. Take a mistress. I can tolerate that much.”
Ekaterina took a sip of wine and smiled.
“But I cannot accept you fathering a child with another woman.”
“….”
“Any child of yours would surely be an exceptional talent. That child must become my heir.”
“Are you treating me as a breeding stallion?”
Ekaterina didn’t bother to deny it.
“I am the heir to the throne of Yalden. Producing an heir is the greatest duty a monarch bears. So isn’t it natural that I would want an excellent partner?”
“Excellent?”
I quietly echoed that word.
“Your Highness does not know what kind of person I am.”
“If you’re speaking of your temperament, I know it well.”
Ekaterina laughed with absolute confidence.
“They say that in your youth, you even assaulted members of the Imperial Family—the man who is now His Majesty the Emperor?”
“….”
“Your fists flew first back then, though you’ve improved somewhat now. Yet your hobby of gambling in commoner’s dens persists. You still disregard even imperial decrees with ease. Laws, discipline—none of it concerns you.”
“Have you investigated my background?”
“I wouldn’t call it an investigation. If one takes interest in you, such information becomes common knowledge quickly.”
Ekaterina’s eyes gleamed like flames. It was not affection—it was possessiveness.
“That’s right. You are not a good man. You are excellent and outstanding, but equally arrogant and disrespectful.”
“….”
“Do you think there exists another woman besides me capable of handling a man like you?”
I rested my chin in my hand without speaking.
Princess Ekaterina.
She was among the finest talents, stitching together the fractured realm of Yalden. At this rate, she would surely become a conqueror king whose name would echo through history.
‘So this woman wants to conquer me as well.’
The thought made me laugh.
“Your Majesty cannot handle this either.”
“Do not underestimate me. My capacity is far greater than you think.”
“I see.”
I reached out and lifted the wine bottle from the table, then held it directly above the princess’s head.
“Lord Alexandro, what are you—”
The next instant, red wine cascaded down upon her head.
“….”
I met her shocked gaze as the wine continued to stream down her cheeks, soaking her clothes.
I poured the wine down with indifference, watching her trembling eyes, until the last drop fell and Ekaterina’s lips quivered open.
“What on earth are you doing?”
“This is simply my taste.”
“What did you say?”
“I’m telling you that I enjoy humiliating people.”
I gazed at the flushed princess’s face with an air of appreciation.
“Yet you’re already flustered by merely this much….”
Then I laughed with utter disrespect.
“How do you expect to handle me?”
The next moment, Ekaterina shot to her feet and struck my cheek with all her strength.
Crack!
My head turned from the blow.
“You scoundrel!”
The princess raised her hand again. But this time I caught her wrist.
“…!”
I saw her breath catch. Her face and neck flushed a deep crimson.
“It was Your Majesty who wanted such a scoundrel.”
I spoke flatly.
“You said you wanted my child, did you not? Very well. Since you desire it so, there is no reason to refuse.”
“You!”
“However, we do this my way.”
I did not listen to her protests. I lifted her up and carried her over to the sofa, throwing her onto it.
“What are you doing!”
“As I said, this is my taste.”
I undid the buttons of my shirt one by one, speaking with indifference.
“I shall give you the child you so desperately desire. But that is all. Marriage is impossible, as Your Majesty is not to my taste.”
I looked down at the princess, now completely frozen, and gestured dismissively with my chin.
“Well? Why are you not undressing?”
The next moment, another slap came flying at me.
Since I had anticipated it, I accepted the blow without resistance.
* * *
“You insolent wretch!”
Of course, I received a slap from my father as well.
“How dare you treat a princess of a nation in such a manner? Have you lost your mind!”
Ileio Adis, the current Duke Adis, trembled with rage, his fists clenched.
“Be grateful that Her Highness the Princess has not lodged an official complaint. And apologize to her properly! Do you understand?”
“I refuse.”
“What?”
“Her Highness the Princess should be the one thanking me. Have I not concealed how she has been chasing after me like a mad duckling all this time?”
Everything between the princess and me has proceeded in secret for the sake of her pride.
“I could have publicly rejected Her Highness’s advances and humiliated her. Yet I have endured it all out of consideration for her honor.”
Alexandro slowly lifted his downcast eyes to meet his father’s gaze.
“My patience has its limits. Her Highness the Princess has crossed the line.”
The Duke grasped the back of his neck.
His blood pressure was rising steadily.
“Regardless, how could you behave so disrespectfully? How could you commit such a beastly act!”
“Then why did you thrust any woman at a beast like me?”
“Alexandro Adisssss!”
Finally, Duke Adis exploded.
“You reckless fool!”
He pointed his finger and jabbed it sharply into his mad son’s shoulder.

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