My Body Has Been Possessed By Someone - Chapter 328

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Special Side Story Episode 16
2. The Libertines of House Adis (12)
A few days later, Kalen’s funeral was held.
“Waaaaaah. Big brother. I’m sorry for calling you a cockroach. Waaaaah.”
Lucy Adis collapsed over the coffin, weeping uncontrollably.
“How could this happen….”
Isabel murmured, her face hollow with shock.
“M-my son, Kalen.”
Chloe Adis, who happened to be at the estate, wailed endlessly as well.
“It’s a lie. How could this be? He was fine just days ago. My poor son.”
A dishonorable death. Moreover, expulsion from House Adis. Using this as pretext, Orsini invited only a select few mourners.
Only the blood relatives of House Adis. Only the retainers of House Adis. And.
‘….’
Orsini glanced toward a corner of the Funeral Hall. A woman stood there motionless, her face concealed beneath a black veiled hat.
His aide, noticing that gaze, whispered.
“She is the Young Lady of Duke Adis, Kanna Adis.”
“….”
“You exchanged greetings with her earlier.”
Orsini tore his gaze from her and turned his head toward Julian, that small child.
“Sob, sob, waaah.”
The child, having lost his parents, was completely dazed and whimpering.
“Why is that brat still here?”
“W-well, that person is….”
“Get that brat out of my sight this instant.”
“Pardon?”
“Remove him. I don’t want to hear his crying. Cast him out beyond the estate.”
At the Duke’s command, Knight Guards rushed forward and dragged Julian away. The child, startled, burst into loud wails.
“Waaaaah, waaaaaaah!”
As Julian thrashed about and lost consciousness, Count Calvin stepped forward, unable to bear it any longer.
“Y-your Grace. Julian….”
“Kalen never acknowledged that wretch until the very end.”
Orsini spoke decisively.
“As a final courtesy to my brother, I have chosen to trust him.”
“But….”
“But what? Do you have evidence? Or witnesses?”
Orsini drove the point home firmly.
“If all you have is suspicion, then keep your mouth shut and stay silent. I have decided to trust Kalen.”
There. He had said it plainly enough.
‘Now what will you do?’
Orsini’s lips curled upward.
Kalen denied that the child was his, and now he was dead.
And the child’s mother, El Andois, was also dead.
All that remained was little Julian, who bore an uncanny resemblance to Kalen—even possessing his magical aptitude.
If someone were to come forward now and testify with absolute certainty that Julian was Kalen’s child.
‘There would be no choice but to believe it.’
That was precisely whom Orsini was waiting for.
Someone who would defend Julian despite the pressure I was exerting right now.
But then.
“Stop!”
An unexpected person stepped forward.
“Please stop!”
Orsini’s brow furrowed sharply. What is this?
“What are you doing, Lucy Adis?”
Lucy had rushed out and grabbed his collar, clinging to it desperately.
“P-please let Julian go!”
“You won’t let go?”
“N-no, I won’t!”
“Do you want to die?”
“G-go ahead and kill me!”
Was she insane? As I stared at her in disbelief, Lucy burst into tears and cried out.
“You already took Kalen away, and now you’re trying to send Julian far away too? Please, please calm down! Stop acting like a mad colt struck by lightning with its tail on fire!”
Orsini’s eyes narrowed.
This girl would go this far? What could she possibly be relying on? Who was backing her?
Could it be that this one—
“I-I’ll tell on you!”
At that moment, Lucy hugged her teddy bear tightly and declared with unwavering resolve.
“I’m going to tell Sister Kanna later!”
For a moment, Orsini froze. Indeed, that was quite the formidable backing.
But he couldn’t stop here.
“Move.”
“Yelp!”
With a light shove to her shoulder, Lucy tumbled to the ground. I must have misjudged my strength. There was no helping it. I couldn’t let her continue to interfere—
“Hey! Orsini Adis, you child-abusing monster!”
Isabel stepped forward next. With both fists clenched, she bellowed loudly.
“Stop this instant!”
“Why are you making a fuss?”
“Why are you doing this! Does it make sense to chase away a child because you don’t want to hear her cry? Children cry—that’s normal! You cried when you were little too! You still act like a brat!”
“That’s not the issue here, so stop spouting nonsense. And I never cried as a child. Idiot. Stop ranting and move aside.”
As I answered dismissively, Chloe, who had been whimpering, carefully interjected.
“Y-you cried quite a bit too… lying in the streets… throwing tantrums….”
“Chloe Lintz, Countess, you should also keep quiet.”
“Good heavens. What an unfilial wretch you are. *sob* It was all for nothing, raising a child like you. How could you do this to the mother who gave birth to you?”
“….”
It was utter chaos. Just as Orsini’s stress reached its breaking point.
“Please, wait just a moment!”
Finally, one of the retainers burst forward and dropped to his knees.
“Please, just wait a moment, Duke Adis.”
It was Rodrick, Kalen’s secretary.
“Duke Adis! Julian is indeed of Adis blood!”
“I told you not to speak without evidence.”
“I have it!”
“What?”
“Lord Kalen has been secretly sending child support to El Andois all this time. I… I have those records.”
In that instant, the retainers’ faces visibly brightened. So Lord Kalen was trash after all, but perhaps not quite that much of a trash! came the faint murmur.
However, Orsini merely scoffed.
“You’re saying Kalen gave child support to El Andois through you?”
“Yes, I apologize. Until now, I could not speak for Lord Kalen’s honor, but now that he has passed… I felt I must protect his son.”
Rodrick.
Kalen’s long-time loyal retainer. A secretary who had willingly carried out every sordid command Kalen had ever issued.
Now that Kalen was known to be dead, if such a faithful servant testified about him—that testimony would carry considerable weight.
“Ah, I see. So that’s how it is.”
Of course, that would only be true if there were no evidence to counter the testimony.
“El Andois, is this true?”
“…Yes?”
“Is it true, El Andois?”
“Your Grace? What do you mean—”
Rodrick looked up at Orsini with a bewildered expression.
El Andois? Why was he suddenly speaking the name of a dead woman…?
“No.”
In that moment, Kanna’s voice rang out.
“That never happened.”
Rodrick furrowed his brow and turned his head.
The woman who had been standing in the corner all this time—Kanna, her face hidden behind a veil, had spoken.
“Young Lady of House Adis. What could you possibly know about this?”
“If I don’t know, then who would?”
Rodrick’s emotions flared in an instant, and he could not restrain himself from raising his voice.
“Yes, of course you were close to Lord Kalen! I know you were closer than ordinary siblings! But that doesn’t mean you know everything!”
Then came a soft sigh from beneath the veil. And then, click-clack, click-clack, she walked forward in silence.
“I never received any child support.”
With deliberate movements, she slowly lifted the veil from her face.
“I never gave birth to a child named Julian.”
“Kanna… sister…?”
Lucy sniffled and whimpered, wiping away her tears. But in the next moment, she gasped sharply.
“…!”
It wasn’t Kanna Adis.
The woman who was supposed to be dead. She possessed a voice identical to Kanna Adis’s.
“W-wait, El Andois?!”
Rodrick’s jaw fell slack. Pale complexion, elegant beauty, golden hair—it was El Andois!
“Y-you were alive all this time?!”
“I apologize. It was unavoidable to protect myself.”
El Andois stood beside Orsini with a rigid expression.
“Someone was using me.”
“That’s absolute nonsense!”
Rodrick’s face drained of all color. Orsini regarded the ashen-faced traitor with indifference.
He wasn’t particularly surprised. He merely found this reality—where he had to tread through already-anticipated stages—somewhat tedious.
‘Exactly as predicted.’
Kalen had likely foreseen this scene with ease as well.
But they hadn’t orchestrated all this merely to capture Rodrick alone.
“Rodrick. You were planning to commit perjury.”
“N-no, that’s not it! Truly, it isn’t!”
Rodrick shook his head frantically. His face was so ghastly, as if he’d seen a ghost, that it actually appeared genuine.
Like someone truly speaking the truth.
“I’m not lying! Please, I beg you to believe me!”
In other words—like someone under hypnotic suggestion.
But Orsini feigned ignorance and issued his command coldly.
“Throw Rodrick into the Underground Dungeon immediately. And.”
Orsini glanced at Julian, who lay unconscious from exhaustion and tears.
“Lock that brat in prison and torture him. He followed El Andois as if she were his mother, so he must know something.”
He had come this far to expose whoever was using Rodrick through hypnotic suggestion.
“You can cut off one of that little bastard’s limbs if needed.”
And that was likely you.
“If he won’t talk, just kill him.”
In that instant, a convulsive scream erupted.
“No!”
Yes, exactly you.
“You can’t!”
His damned mother.
Chloe Adis—no, Countess Chloe Lintz rushed forward in horror.
“No, Orsini! How could you do something so terrible!”
“What’s wrong with that?”
“B-but that child is just a little kid!”
“A child who dared deceive House Adis. Torture is only fitting.”
But you won’t wish for that.
Because that child is.
“…my child.”
Yes, your child it must be.
“Julian is my child! I ordered him to do it. So please!”
The hall erupted in turmoil. Isabel let out a sharp cry, and the retainers gasped in shock.
But it wasn’t over. There was still more to come.
Orsini pressed forward with cold precision.
“How could that child be Mother’s? That child bears a soul mark. He bears Kalen’s face exactly.”
He must have hidden the soul stone somewhere on his body. He must have altered his appearance using artifacts from the Southern Continent.
Ancient relics, magical tools—such things would certainly make it possible….
“…a child born.”
“Pardon?”
“Yes, a child born with your father.”
All expression drained from Orsini’s face.
What did you just say?

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