My Body Has Been Possessed By Someone - Chapter 330

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Special Side Story Episode 18
2. The Rakes of House Adis (14)
The moment Silvien Valentino stepped into the Bedroom.
“….”
He froze.
But only for a moment—Silvien Valentino continued forward into the darkness.
“Sneaking into the Emperor’s Bedroom without a word? Do you not realize this is treason?”
He poured wine into a glass on the nightstand while calling out the intruder’s name.
“Alexandro Adis.”
In that instant, a powerful gust swept through, and the curtains billowed violently—like waves crashing behind the man’s back.
The moment I met those green eyes, I understood.
I had been discovered.
“Care for a glass of wine?”
But he did not respond. So be it. I would drink alone.
As I moistened my lips with wine.
“Why did you do it?”
At last, the man spoke. I answered without hesitation.
“For Kanna Adis.”
“So you lied to me?”
“Not quite a lie.”
I tilted the wine glass with a graceful motion.
“I merely said that if Kalen Adis slipped beyond control, it would be safer for Kanna Adis to have him eliminated.”
“No.”
The man firmly refuted my words.
“That is not what you told me.”
So he would not let this pass easily. My spirits sank slightly.
True enough—words shift their meaning with the addition or removal of a single phrase.
[Seon-hee offered the same counsel.]
[That it might be safer to simply eliminate Kalen Adis.]
‘If he slips beyond control.’
Omitting that single clause transformed the meaning entirely.
Yet since I had not spoken falsehoods, merely left something unsaid, I had not truly lied.
I had simply removed one crucial puzzle piece.
Knowing that by doing so, the picture would complete itself exactly as I desired.
“I know Seon-hee.”
“….”
“If Kalen Adis were expendable, I would have had him killed long ago.”
Just as Seon-hee abandoned Largos. I would have commanded her to abandon him the same way.
But Seon-hee did not.
“She told me clearly that Kalen Adis is necessary to Kanna Adis. And so….”
So when Kalen died, I shared my life with him as well.
But to offer counsel that would undo all of this? Belatedly? After everything had already concluded? To someone other than him?
Seon-hee?
The more I pondered it, the stranger it seemed.
“So that day, I had a conversation with Kalen Adis.”
At the Tavern.
The very day I had decided to kill Kalen.
“Kalen’s purchase of the Island was merely bait to draw out the Demon hiding within Adis.”
Alexandro understood immediately upon hearing this, and he accepted it.
So I was bewildered.
“Silvien Valentino. Did you truly not know this?”
No. That could not be.
“You knew the truth as well. That Kalen had no intention of threatening Kanna.”
Yet knowing everything, I still decided to kill him.
By Silvien’s will alone.
So I orchestrated this entire affair.
Silvien did not deny it. He knew his counterpart had already grasped the truth.
“I have also lived as long as you….”
After a moment of silence, Silvien Valentino spoke with a smile.
“No—longer than you have, all to keep Kanna alive.”
That was sufficient.
No explanation or excuse would be necessary before Alexandro Adis. For Alexandro alone understood the eons of suffering Silvien had endured.
“Are you not afraid? That all your hardship could crumble to nothing one day. That Kalen Adis might suddenly break free and threaten Kanna.”
“….”
“Yes. I could not bear to wait for that moment. So instead, I induced it myself. I wanted to eliminate him under the pretense I created.”
After all, he was certain to cause trouble eventually.
It was safer for him to commit his crimes upon a board of my own design.
“Can you accept the possibility that Kanna might be endangered? I cannot. No one can threaten Kanna. No one….”
As Silvien spoke those words, he realized how obsessively he clung to that very truth. And how painfully it tormented him.
But what could be done? She was the woman I had labored to protect as my life wore thin.
If I could not preserve her completely until the end, then all of it would be for nothing.
All those long years spent searching for fragments of Kanna, that endless time, that endless journey.
It would all become utterly meaningless.
Silvien could not accept that.
“There is only one thing I know.”
After a moment, Alexandro spoke.
“There is but one place where the absolute safety you speak of can be found.”
“Where is that?”
“In the grave of the dead.”
“….”
“Only within that narrow plot of land can I find peace without threat.”
Silvien Valentino lowered his head, moonlight shattering across his hair like fragments of glass.
“Danger is both the duty and the privilege that the survivor must bear.”
He closed his eyes, accepting the quiet, dawn-like voice flowing from the man before him.
“Kanna Adis has survived. Remember—what you seek to strip away is that child’s privilege.”
The deep voice of the night continued, steady and unbroken. Silvien found that tone, devoid of pity or contempt, strangely pleasant to hear.
Clearly, he was being rebuked by this man, and yet—
Why did it feel so bittersweet, like a hand soothing a blade-sharp heart?
“Above all, if Kalen dies, Kanna Adis will grieve. That is what you would give her.”
“I see. I nearly caused Kanna Adis sorrow.”
“But that too is Kanna Adis’s life. All the hardships that unfold ahead, the trials she must willingly resolve herself.”
Alexandro Adis spoke with measured coldness.
“Moreover, those who stand beside Kanna Adis must bear that burden as well.”
It should have sounded merciless, yet strangely, Silvien Valentino felt infinite love for her in those words—enough to kindle a touch of jealousy.
“You are right.”
When he opened his eyes again, they were clear and composed.
“I was wrong. I offer my sincere apologies. It will not happen again. Please, forgive me.”
“Forgiven. You deserve forgiveness.”
Alexandro Adis turned toward the window.
“As you said, you have spent far longer than I keeping Kanna Adis alive. Tell me—a hundred years? Two hundred?”
“Somewhat more than that.”
“I thought as much. Had I walked the same path as you, I would surely have become like you.”
“….”
“Your anxiety now is a natural consequence. Do not deny it.”
Centuries of suffering could crumble to nothing in a single moment. Alexandro Adis could at least imagine that fear, for he too had endured anguish of profound depth.
“Only—beware of madness. I hope you do not become like Arzenian.”
“…Wow. Compared to that man, no less. Suddenly my mind is crystal clear.”
“Rest awhile, Silvien Valentino. Your burden is too heavy.”
“Is that so? Should I retire like you?”
“A fine thought. When I pull weeds, idle thoughts tend to vanish.”
“….”
“I am considering hiring a gardener. If you are interested, come for an interview.”
“Who conducts the interview?”
“Claude.”
“…So where is Kalen Adis now?”
“Gone to capture your final chess piece. So, when will you come for the interview?”
“….”
* * *
“Ahhhhh!”
Chloe screamed and opened her eyes. The pain was unbearable—a sensation of flesh burning away. What in the world was this?
“Are you in pain?”
That voice! Chloe’s eyes snapped open.
Kanna Adis. She was looking down at her.
What on earth was this girl doing here—!
“Ah, ahhh! It hurts! It hurts!”
But there was no time to protest. A searing agony flooded through her body, as though her very flesh were burning away.
“Just a moment. I’ll give you an antidote.”
After writhing in torment for what felt like an eternity, Kanna Adis returned moments later and poured some medicinal substance onto her skin.
A cool, refreshing sensation washed over her. The pain vanished with it.
“Hah… hah…”
Chloe gasped for breath, her chest heaving. What had that agony been? It was a suffering so exquisite that death would have been a mercy.
“You seem to be coming to your senses now?”
At those words, Chloe fixed Kanna Adis with a weary, accusatory stare.
“What have you done?”
“What do you mean?”
“What? What are you talking about? More importantly, where—”
Her head throbbed. Chloe clutched her temple and managed to ask, “Where am I?”
“Where is this?”
“What am I doing here?”
“Do you remember a son named Julian?”
“What?”
Chloe’s head jerked up sharply.
“Are you framing me?”
She spoke with absolute certainty.
“I have no such son.”
“I don’t have a son like that.”

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