My Body Has Been Possessed By Someone - Chapter 315

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Special Side Story Episode 3
1. Claude (3)
“Ha! If that were the case, it wouldn’t be nearly as insulting. The Duke’s vassal knight assaulted Merci Marquis!”
“How much does House of Adis look down on other nobles! For a vassal knight to commit such an act!”
The Marquis faction nobles banded together and began their assault on House of Adis.
“Do you know what the noblewomen are saying in High Society? There are even rumors that Claude is your illegitimate son!”
Because of this, Chloe Duchess was also terribly angry.
“Tell me honestly. Is that boy Claude really your hidden son?”
“No. Claude is the son of Theodore Azel, an old friend of mine.”
“Then I understand even less. Why do you care for your friend’s son so much?”
I hid behind a pillar and eavesdropped on their quarrel.
“Alexandro Adis, you cherish Claude more than Orsini and Kalen, don’t you?”
“….”
“Every time Orsini gets into trouble beating other noble youths, you commit assault under the guise of sparring, don’t you? You’re so strict with Orsini, yet why—”
I slowly withdrew from my hiding place. A bitter smile escaped my lips.
The Duchess is mistaken.
Orsini is disciplined because he is a son.
I have no need for such treatment.
I am nothing to him. Not his hidden son, as the sinister rumors suggest. I am merely.
Merely a duckling.
A young beast that waddles after him.
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And after more than ten years, I reunited with Merci Marquis.
“Who is this?”
The very Racetrack where I had once been beaten by him.
We happened to meet there.
“Claude Azel. Alexandro Adis’s lapdog, aren’t you?”
Evolved from duckling to lapdog. Should I be pleased?
In any case, I tried to ignore him and leave, but he gripped my arm tightly and shoved me backward.
“Where do you think you’re going!”
Naturally, my body didn’t budge an inch. Was that humiliating for him? The Marquis’s face flushed crimson.
“You insolent lapdog. Your arrogance hasn’t changed one bit, has it!”
Hmm. Now that I notice it, he reeks of alcohol. Of all things, I had to face this old enemy while he was drunk.
“I wondered where that buzzing fly was coming from.”
I smiled brightly and looked down at him.
“Now I see—there’s the small, compact, and adorable Merci Marquis. How I missed you.”
“What, what did you say! You bastard!”
The next moment, the Marquis threw a punch at me. Ugh, tsk tsk. It’s slow. So slow.
But what can I do?
Should I take the hit?
While I was deliberating, a fist came flying at me.
Thwack! My face turned slightly from the delicate blow, light as cotton.
“Ow. That hurt.”
I made a pained expression. Even an ant bite counts as pain, doesn’t it?
Then the Merci Marquis grew even more furious, bellowing at the top of his lungs.
“You knights, what are you doing! Break that bastard’s arm at once!”
This time he ordered the Guard Knights. I deliberated again.
What should I do?
Crack.
What should I do? Before I could finish thinking, it happened.
Just now, the Guard Knights broke my arm.
“A… a monster…”
Yet when my expression didn’t change at all, the Merci Marquis’s face went deathly pale. I lifted my dangling arm and smiled wickedly.
“Then let’s consider this old debt settled, Merci Marquis.”
I bowed respectfully and turned to leave.
On my way home, I was ambushed.
“Claude Azel, you die here today!”
Dark-masked figures came rushing at me without warning.
“Oh my, how terrifying. My limbs are shaking and tears are flowing.”
I said this while slicing the throat of the one charging at me.
It wasn’t a joke—I was genuinely trembling. Because this was my first assassination attempt ever!
I’d only watched Alexandro Adis get attacked before. This was my first time being the target.
But of all times, my right arm was broken.
“Die!”
A dagger I couldn’t dodge in time was coated with poison.
But I am Claude Azel. You could say I’m the direct disciple of Alexandro Adis.
Despite my broken arm and poisoning, I managed to defeat the villains and return to the Adis Mansion.
“Claude Azel!”
And immediately after, I collapsed from exhaustion.
“Good heavens, what is this!”
High fever set in, and convulsions wracked my body. From the burning heat in my abdomen, I coughed up blood.
“Physician! Call the Physician at once!”
My consciousness grew hazy. I closed my eyes, then opened them again.
By then, I was lying in bed. It seemed the Physicians had already come and gone.
And Kanna Adis was sitting at my bedside, nursing me.
“Who did this?”
“Ah, perhaps the Merci Marquis?”
Cough, cough. As I spoke while coughing, Kanna Adis’s face contorted.
“That’s right, I heard the rumors. The Merci Marquis sent knights to attack you? But you just took it without resistance—why on earth did you do that!”
“That was…”
I laughed weakly.
“When I was younger… as a child.”
“Yes?”
“We fought directly, and Alexandro Adis found himself in a difficult position.”
“So? Did Alex punish Claude Azel for that?”
At those words, I smiled bitterly.
“No, Miss.”
It was quite the opposite.
He did nothing to me.
Had he punished me even slightly, I wouldn’t have felt such despair. I might never have realized how utterly insignificant I truly was—nothing more than a duckling.
“I am nothing to him.”
Perhaps it was the anesthetic. Sleep began to pull at me. I surrendered myself to the encroaching drowsiness.
Sleep takes hold.
Consciousness grows distant.
Darkness.
I seemed to have regained consciousness drenched in sweat, only to lose it again repeatedly.
Each time I opened my eyes, what I saw was different.
“Claude Azel, please don’t worry so much. You’re improving little by little.”
Kanna Adis’s beautiful face.
“You idiot. Getting yourself poisoned like some fool. Stop being pathetic and get up already.”
Orsini’s angry face.
“It would be troublesome if you died here, Claude Azel. You are the only one who can monitor my father’s movements.”
Kalen’s disgustingly feigned expression of concern.
And…
“….”
Alexandro Adis’s expressionless face.
Arms crossed, he stands silently, looking down at me without a word.
Hmm. This must be a dream.
There’s no way he could be here at the Adis Mansion, is there?
“Who.”
Then his lips move.
“Who did this to Claude?”
I wondered if he was asking me, but the answer came from beside me.
“It was the Merci Marquis. Upon investigation, he had hired assassins. It seems his resentment from childhood ran quite deep.”
It’s Kanna Adis. She tattles like some informant. She sounds angry.
“What will you do, Alex?”
Miss, I apologize, but Alexandro Adis will do nothing. He’s never even scolded me once.
Of course, Alexandro Adis would do anything if you asked, but until then, absolutely never…
“I’m going.”
See? He’s just leaving.
“We’re going to the Merci Marquis Estate.”
What?
I was taken aback. I wanted to ask what he meant by that.
Everything’s spinning. The medicine is taking hold.
Darkness crept over me once more.
I couldn’t fight the encroaching drowsiness and my eyes closed.
And when I opened them again….
“….”
What? Why is he here?
Merci Marquis stood before me, his face drained of all color.
“I, I’m sorry.”
The moment our eyes met, the Marquis blurted out his words.
“I cowardly poisoned you and made you addicted to it. I’m sorry. I was wrong. I apologize. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. Please forgive me.”
“….”
“P, please forgive me, won’t you?”
He was practically begging, on the verge of tears.
Bewildered by this turn of events, I turned my head, and there stood Alexandro Adis—watching quietly, silently observing. No, judging.
Simply still. Simply watching. Or rather, passing judgment.

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