My Body Has Been Possessed By Someone - Chapter 66

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Chapter 66
He had ordered it burned, but Aizek had not complied.
It was a precaution against just such an occurrence. The letter was proof that Prince Casil had issued the command!
Standing beside me, I could see the letter’s contents clearly.
“Please, I beg you, spare my life! I had no choice but to obey the Prince’s orders. Do you not know how violent he is? If I had refused, he would have killed me!”
And his cries echoed beyond the Medicinal Herb Storage.
“D-did you just hear that?”
“The Prince tried to hunt down the Duchess of Valentino…”
“The man’s a madman!”
One of Silvien’s Knight Guards, hearing the commotion outside, furrowed his brow.
He immediately went out. And he was speaking to the people in words that were nearly threats—that this matter must not leak out. He was silencing them.
“….”
Alexandro Adis remained expressionless.
He accepted the letter from Aizek. He unfolded it. After reading through it, he tucked it into his breast.
Then he issued an order to his Knight Guards.
“Take this man away.”
“Yes, Your Grace.”
That was all.
Alexandro Adis turned on his heel and strode away swiftly.
“P-please, spare me! Spare me, spare me!”
Aizek was dragged away by the Knight Guards. I watched his retreating figure in a daze, then laughed.
Everything had unfolded exactly as I anticipated.
I had not expected my father’s appearance, but….
‘His reaction, at least, went according to plan.’
My father had vanished without casting a single worried word or concerned glance in my direction.
It was the reaction I had expected.
* * *
“Your Majesty the Empress, a letter has arrived from the Duchess of Valentino.”
“Bring it here.”
The Empress had been scratching her arms vigorously when she felt the itching intensify, so she quickly drank the medicine.
Instantly, the itching vanished.
‘The Duchess of Valentino’s medicine is remarkably effective!’
She had been drinking it whenever the itching appeared, so much so that her daily life was no longer difficult.
‘But the medicine is running low. I should soon demand more.’
She smiled contentedly and unfolded the letter.

The Empress’s expression gradually froze as she read on.
【I am currently in Venice. Recently, I suffered an unfortunate accident and sustained an injury. My hand was severely damaged. Therefore, the preparation of the restorative tonic to strengthen Your Majesty’s mind and body will not be easy. I may be unable to prepare the tonic for some time, so you must use what you currently have sparingly.】
“This cannot be!”
Crash! The Empress hurled the vase from her desk across the room.
The mere thought of it made her heart burn with anguish.
Though she had labeled it as a general tonic in case someone might read it, the Empress knew perfectly well that it was no ordinary remedy—it was medicine to soothe the unbearable itching.
‘Unable to make the medicine for a while? I must ration what I have?’
Then she would have to endure the itching!
How excruciating it was, how utterly unbearable!
‘Kanna Valentino, if this is a lie, you will pay the price!’
She glared at the letter with a hiss of frustration. And then, one sentence suddenly caught her eye.
【I am in Venice.】
‘Venice?’
Why on earth had she gone there?
Venice was a renowned port city.
Not only was it a trade route for Eastern Continent commerce, but it had also been the place of exile for Prince Casil, who had recently returned.
‘What kind of dreadful place is it that causes such injuries!’
Had Prince Casil not also returned wounded?
And now Kanna was injured too? What could possibly injure members of the Imperial Family and nobility so severely!
‘….’
In that instant, a flash of insight struck her mind.
Premonition. Intuition. Or perhaps imagination.
Something like that seized the Empress’s thoughts all at once.
‘Members of the Imperial Family and nobility, who rarely suffer injuries, both sustained wounds at the same time and in the same place?’
Kanna had injured her hands so severely she could not make medicine.
Prince Casil, she had heard, could not use his shoulder.
It could be coincidence.
But it might not be.
The Empress immediately summoned her younger brother, Marquis Mercy.
“What is your command, Your Majesty?”
“Marquis Mercy, there is something I need you to do.”
“Yes, please command me.”
The Empress paused to think. Then she spoke.
“Investigate Prince Casil’s recent movements in Venice and report back to me.”
A few days later, Marquis Mercy returned with the information.
It had been remarkably swift. The Information Broker in Venice already possessed the details, so there was no need to search elsewhere—he had obtained it with ease.
“On the final day of his exile, it appears Prince Casil ventured into town disguised as a commoner. However….”
“However? What happened?”
“He was apparently beaten by a woman with black hair.”
“….”
“It was not severe, but it seems he was struck across the face multiple times.”
“….”
“And on that same day, Duke Silvien Valentino and the Duchess are said to have arrived in Venice.”
The Empress’s lips parted.
A dark-haired woman from Venice.
It must be Kanna Adis.
The puzzle pieces scattered chaotically through the Empress’s mind.
‘Something must have happened.’
Prince Casil and Kanna Adis. The friction between them, and injuries.
What was the missing piece that connected these two incidents?
She could hazard a guess. Prince Casil’s violent temperament was comparable to that of a demon, so it was easy to imagine.
Surely that mad beast had attempted to retaliate against Kanna Adis.
What kind of retaliation had left them both wounded?
‘This might be the opportunity to inflict severe punishment on Prince Casil!’
The children of Concubine Teresa—that thorn in her side. The Empress had no intention of letting this opportunity slip away.
“Investigate this more thoroughly, Marquis. There must be something more to it.”
“Yes, Your Majesty. I’ve already dispatched informants to extract every detail like fishing for information.”
As expected, my brother was wise. Marquis Mercy understood perfectly that this was an excellent opportunity.
A chance to crush the Concubine Teresa faction. A chance to destroy the Emperor’s love that Prince Casil monopolized.
“After all, it’s merely a small port city. News will spread naturally through word of mouth. I’ll gather everything that happened in Venice, so Your Majesty may look forward to it with confidence.”
“Dependable.”
The Empress laughed. Then she licked her lips.
If her suspicions were correct.
‘I could eliminate Prince Casil.’
Until now, Prince Casil had only touched the daughters of minor noble houses. That’s why it ended with mere exile.
Of course, Kanna Adis was still treated like a folding screen by her own family.
‘Yet she still bears the names of both Adis and Valentino. If I raise this point, a fierce storm will blow through the Imperial Palace.’
The Empress bared her teeth in a smile.
She was a woman who would do anything for her own benefit. Always prepared to set fires.
A great conflagration in the peaceful Imperial Family.
* * *
Clang! The sound of iron bars opening assaulted his ears.
Aizek’s eyes snapped open at the noise. And like a dog conditioned to specific stimuli, he wept profusely.
“I-I’m sorry… I was wrong.”
Footsteps. Measured and quiet, they crossed the cold, dark underground dungeon. Composed. Without hesitation. With each step closer, Aizek’s sobs grew louder.
“Lift your head.”
Aizek raised his head, tears streaming down his face. His throat ached, but he had to obey.
He’d learned it over the past several days of torture.
This man never spoke twice.
Not once more.
Failure to comply meant sadistic violence came immediately. There was no mercy in those monstrous hands.
“I was wrong. How dare I attempt to harm that person. How dare I… that noble one…”
“…”
Aizek had attempted to pierce Kanna’s throat and kill her. That alone was something he should never have done. Had he succeeded, perhaps he would not have endured such horrific torture.
What terrified him more was that Alexandro Adis had asked him nothing at all.
“Ugh, aaaahhh! I-I was wrong!”
And as always, the torture commenced. Time stained by agony.
Yes, this was not interrogation for information. It was merely punishment. Retribution delivered by a heavy iron mace upon his crimes.
A strangled whimper escaped him, bestial in its desperation. He would have welcomed death. Had someone asked him anything, he would have confessed everything, but they asked nothing, and even when he tried to speak, they refused to listen.
“Do you wish to live?”
Then came an unexpected question.
“Do you want to live?”
Quiet, serene, a low voice resonated as if echoing through a cavern.
Aizek nodded frantically.
“Yes, yes!”
“Then tell me everything you know.”
Only after days of punishment did Alexandro pose the question, as though fulfilling an obligation.
Aizek understood this was his first and final chance.
This man does not ask twice. If I lie now, if I fabricate anything, there will be no next opportunity!
“I-I’ll tell you everything! Prince Casil and Valix Venetia are involved in this matter! Prince Casil orchestrated the abduction of the Duchess of Valentino, and the human hunting….”

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