My Body Has Been Possessed By Someone - Chapter 58

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Chapter 58
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Despite Raphael’s efforts to shield me, the hem of my dress was thoroughly soaked.
‘At least I didn’t fall into the water—that’s something.’
Raphael led me into the estate located within the Medicinal Tea House. This particular mansion bore the architectural style of the Aslian Empire—the Western Continent’s design.
‘Is this some kind of VIP room? An exclusive guest chamber?’
Raphael had mentioned he knew this place well, and it appeared to be true.
I occupied an expansive lounge entirely to myself. All of it had been arranged by Raphael.
‘I’m glad I came with Raphael.’
Still, the medicinal herbs should be packaged by now. Since Raphael went to check, I’d know soon enough.
‘Now all that’s left is to wait.’
After changing into the clothes Raphael had brought, I settled comfortably onto the sofa.
‘It feels like an enormous amount has happened.’
One thing was certain: Raphael was far more decent than Ju-hwa had suggested.
‘Why on earth was Ju-hwa jealous of Raphael? Even if Silvien Valentino gave him special treatment, he’s still a man. Surely he couldn’t be her lover… could he?’
That was something I didn’t know.
Someone whispered from somewhere deep within my heart.
‘Yes, I don’t know. Ju-hwa wouldn’t be jealous without reason. Perhaps it really is… no, it isn’t.’
Why was I even entertaining such pointless thoughts?
As I let out a hollow laugh, my throat suddenly felt parched.
‘And this is the Medicinal Tea House, after all.’
I rang the bell. Shortly after, the door opened and a staff member entered.
“Could you bring me a cup of tea? And if you have any cookies to go with it, please bring those as well.”
“….”
But no response came. I turned my body to look at the staff member.
“Excuse me? Why aren’t you answering?”
Seventeen or eighteen years old, perhaps.
It was a young man with a still-youthful face. He stood at the doorway, staring intently at me without responding.
‘What is this guy doing?’
An ominous premonition suddenly washed over me.
The young man stepped inside, then reached his hand backward to close the door.
Then, with a click, he locked it.
“Hello there, pretty sister?”
Chills ran down my spine.
“I’m really glad we’re meeting like this.”
He spoke in casual speech—far too disrespectful for any staff member.
“If it weren’t for today, it would have been hard to see you.”
The young man approached me with a smiling face. His pace was neither hurried nor slow—utterly ordinary.
I glared at him and demanded, “Who are you?”
“Who are you?”
“Well. Who do you think I am?”
“A rapist. Or a murderer.”
“Half right, I suppose. What matters is that we don’t have much time. I need to leave quickly. So.”
The Unknown Assailant whispered with an almost playful delight, as if enjoying some amusing prank.
“If you resist pointlessly, I’ll hit you. And I might kill you in the process.”
“….”
“Come here, then.”
“….”
“Won’t come? Fine, I’ll come to you.”
The Unknown Assailant closed the distance in mere steps.
Kanna Adis simply smiled faintly. Then she withdrew a vial of sleeping draught and sprayed it directly into his face.
Hisssss!
“Aagh!”
The Unknown Assailant shrieked and stumbled backward.
I rose abruptly from where I had been sitting. I sprayed the sleeping draught relentlessly into the faltering assailant’s face.
“You, what are you doing to me….”
But he couldn’t finish. I struck his cheek with a sharp slap.
Crack!
His head snapped to the side with the harsh impact. I seized his collar roughly as he staggered backward.
“Where are you going?”
Crack!
“You told me to come here. So I came. Where do you think you’re going?”
Crack!
Crack!
“What? You said you’d hit me if I resisted? Kill me? I’ve never seen such a deranged fool.”
Only after beating him for some time did I release his collar.
He collapsed to the ground with a groan, sprawled face-down.
“You, you….”
Scorching rage flickered in his eyes as they grew heavy.
“I won’t, won’t let this slide….”
But that was all.
He couldn’t continue. Overwhelmed by encroaching sleep, his eyes slowly closed.
Finally, he succumbed to slumber.
“Worthless scum.”
I flexed my aching palms and immediately left the room. In the corridor, I encountered the “real” staff member.
“There was such a staff member here?”
“I’m not sure if he’s staff or not, but he’s definitely a madman who tried to harm me. Does this make sense in a place where nobles frequent?”
Just then, Raphael approached with a furrowed brow.
“What happened?”
I repeated to Raphael everything I had told the staff member. His expression froze in a terrifying mask.
“You said she was in her room?”
“Yes.”
He brushed past Kanna and walked swiftly. He flung the door open.
“….”
For some reason, Raphael stood frozen in the doorway, unmoving. Kanna, who hurried after him, peeked cautiously into the room.
“…Huh?”
Kanna was bewildered.
“Where… where did she go?”
The room was empty.
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Aizek, the Physician of Venice, had been groaning all day.
Not only had his duties been stripped from him, but he’d been barred from entering the Hospital Ward!
His workplace, where he’d labored his entire life!
‘Duke Silvien Valentino has finally lost his mind. Entrusting his work to a woman, and one with black hair no less!’
Did he not understand how ominous black truly was?
A descendant of the Holy Knights, a guardian protecting the continent from the Black Mist itself!
‘Duke Alexandro Adis must arrive soon.’
Duke Alexandro Adis, who despised black hair. He would arrive shortly, and surely he would not stand idle before such a calamity.
Yet Aizek could not simply wait for the Duke.
‘I cannot allow this to continue. I cannot entrust the sailors’ treatment to such an ominous woman.’
Above all, he could not let a woman steal his position!
‘Yes, Lord Valix of Venice will listen to me!’
As he arrived before the Lord’s Castle entrance, there came a deafening crash—glass shattering inside.
“Are you mocking me!”
“Y-Your Highness, please calm yourself….”
Aizek let out a groan. He understood what was happening.
‘The exiled prince is causing another disturbance.’
The Third Prince, Casil Izaberg. A reckless prince in exile for the crime of assaulting a baroness.
‘Why must Venice be his place of exile!’
Only the poor lord burdened with such a reckless prince suffered.
“You said black hair and black eyes! It should stand out immediately, yet you claim not to know? How could you not know!”
“Y-Your Highness, truly, there is no black hair in Venice. A hundred years ago, during the black hair hunts, they were all slaughtered.”
“I saw her with my own eyes!”
Another deafening crash echoed as something shattered violently.
‘Wait… black hair, you say?’
In that instant, a certain woman flashed through Aizek’s mind. Forgetting all propriety, he burst through the door.
“Your Highness, are you perhaps searching for a woman with black hair?”
“…Who are you?”
The moment their eyes met, a chill ran down Aizek’s spine.
The boy was like a beast. His gaze was so violent that even his delicate features could not conceal it.
Aizek swallowed hard, summoning his courage.
“I am aware, Your Majesty.”
“What did you just say?”
“I also encountered a dark-haired woman today. Duke Silvien Valentino brought a young woman, claiming she was a physician.”
“Below the eye.”
“Pardon?”
“There was a beauty mark beneath her right eye. Did this woman have one as well?”
Aizek paused briefly, recalling her features, then nodded.
“Yes, that’s correct.”
“A physician brought by Duke Silvien Valentino, you say?”
“Yes.”
Third Prince Casil Izaberg fell into contemplative silence.

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