My Possession Became a Ghost Story - Chapter 111

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The new butler Kinder chose was not someone who would blindly dedicate himself to the marquis family, but rather someone who moved strictly according to profit. He worked for the marquis family only as much as Kinder gave him power and money. He wasn’t as devoted as Rack. However, it was unclear who would be more helpful to the marquis family.

“He’s someone who works harder for the marquis family than you do.”

“I see.”

Rack calmly accepted the reality. In the confusion over the letter, Kinder couldn’t distinguish whether her answer would be a satisfactory response to Rack or would torment him instead.

Kinder took Melek’s hand and left the basement.

There was much to urgently convey to Gabriel. After writing down the matter of Duke Hosaquin and the story Rack had testified to, whose truth was unclear, she sealed the letter.

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Since it was publicly known that Baroness Toten had severed ties with Evangeline, the letter was sent under a different name rather than the Toten marquis family.

“Captain, the letter you’ve been waiting for has arrived.”

To avoid Bishop Marik’s attention, the recipient was not Gabriel but his adjutant Rafaela. Of course, since everyone knew Rafaela was Gabriel’s loyal subordinate, it was no different from covering one’s eyes and pretending no one could see. Rafaela delivered the letter sent by ‘Kamiginn’ to Gabriel.

“Thank you, Rafaela.”

Just as Gabriel was about to receive the letter, Rafaela playfully hid it behind her back. Gabriel frowned and looked at her. At his sharp glare questioning what she was doing in this situation, Rafaela sighed and answered.

“If you receive this, you’ll overexert yourself again, saying you need to move one step faster than Bishop Marik.”

Although Rafaela hadn’t figured out ‘Kamiginn’s’ identity, she had noticed that he was serving as Gabriel’s informant.

When letters came from ‘Kamiginn’, Gabriel would lead a small elite force and rush to take the lead in punishing heretics. This was the complete opposite of his passive attitude when Bishop Marik had discussed the massacre of pagans earlier, but Rafaela was not unaware of Gabriel’s intentions.

‘Still, you should know moderation.’

Rafaela pouted and spoke sarcastically.

“Do you know you look exactly like a corpse that crawled out of a grave right now? Even if Bishop Marik saw you and started sprinkling holy water, there’d be nothing to say.”

A knight born noble from birth who grew up not knowing flattery didn’t know how to speak gently in roundabout ways. Rafaela’s manner of speaking was quite insolent, but no one stopped her.

Because Gabriel’s condition was truly terrible. Gabriel looked as if he hadn’t slept for several nights, with dark circles under his eyes, and being gaunt like a corpse wasn’t an exaggeration.

Indeed, Gabriel hadn’t slept properly recently. Whether due to fatigue or the surrounding circumstances, he was on edge, and his usual indifferent appearance had disappeared, sometimes making him look like a fierce beast.

If placed next to Evangeline Rohanson right now, they would look exactly like a demon and her minion.

“Captain, I think you need to rest. You look very tired.”

Even Uriel added that he should take a rest. Uriel looked at Gabriel with worried eyes, gauging his complexion.

“I’m fine.”

However, Gabriel had no choice but to turn away from the worried gazes. Now was not the time to spare his body.

“Fine, my foot. You haven’t been eating properly, let alone sleeping, since the incident with Viscount Uvala’s daughter.”

“…Rafaela.”

The knights of Pararos seemed to wish Gabriel would rest even for a moment, but Gabriel couldn’t bring himself to rest.

Bishop Marik had begun to seriously ignite the massacre of pagans. The situation had changed rapidly even though less than a month had passed since the Crown Prince’s murder. As if the Crown Prince being killed by sorcery was just the beginning, incidents caused by heretics began popping up everywhere.

The incidents that had occurred at the monastery where Daisy had briefly stayed, which they had previously agreed to keep silent about to avoid confusion, were also reexamined as being caused by sorcerers. In fact, there were quite a few incidents that had no relation at all but were declared as pagan acts by Bishop Marik.

And Bishop Marik did not hesitate to punish them. Bishop Marik’s methods were extremely excessive. Under the pretext of punishing heretics, he burned entire bloodlines to death, and the subjects of atonement included even the servants who had worked for them.

For example, the Figaro Viscount family, who had been close to the Crown Prince and had always taken a hostile stance toward the temple, was revealed to be evil pagans and the family was completely destroyed. Bishop Marik set fire to the viscount family without changing his expression.

The holy knights surrounded the burning mansion and killed those who tried to escape, then threw them back into the fire. Not only blood relatives but all the household members.

Even young children were no exception. When Gabriel arrived at the Figaro Viscount family belatedly, only the blackened, collapsed mansion remained.

So how could there be time to catch his breath? When Bishop Marik stepped forward, he would cruelly exterminate them so that not even a mouse could survive, so Gabriel took it upon himself to step forward one step faster and punish the heretics.

The incident at Viscount Uvala’s family that Rafaela mentioned was the same.

The Uvala Viscount family had been present at the Crown Prince’s birthday banquet. Since the viscount’s wife was pregnant, the viscount couple left their debutante daughter Uvala with a chaperone and left early. If they had known that the twisted magic circle Bishop Marik had manipulated would have a sinister influence, they would have returned together.

Countess Uvala, who returned from the banquet hall, seemed somehow absent-minded. The viscount couple thought it was shock from witnessing the Crown Prince’s corpse, but in fact, she had simply been enchanted by the magic circle.

Moreover, since Countess Uvala had originally been a devout believer, she remembered that magic circle. Viscount Uvala’s daughter had unconsciously realized that the magic circle used to assassinate the Crown Prince was the same as the magic circle in the painting that had hung in the temple, and she sought to restore the magic circle to its perfect form.

Since she couldn’t express the painting with her own clumsy skills, she showed misguided passion in seeking painters. This was also influenced by the fact that Jim Nopedy had been a painter.

She confined painters and if they couldn’t perfectly reproduce the magic circle, she would cut off their fingers and sever their arms.

A painter who had his little finger cut off and secretly escaped threw himself at the temple, and Gabriel arrived at the Uvala Viscount family first, taking advantage of Bishop Marik’s absence.

When Gabriel tried to break in, the viscount gave a long speech about how devout Countess Uvala was, but after witnessing the painters in the secret room of the annex drawing while stanching their severed hands, he was left speechless.

The one who couldn’t hold a brush and was applying paint with his mouth dropped the brush he was holding and looked at Gabriel, calling for God. Recently, the temple had gained notoriety by capturing pagans, and this time too, they believed the temple had saved them from the evil Countess Uvala.

Although Bishop Marik had provided the pretext for driving them to this state, and it was Gabriel, who had betrayed God, who saved them, there was no need to inform them of this.

Gabriel captured Viscount Uvala’s daughter and her accomplices and transported them to the temple, and Countess Uvala met her end by burning in fire like the painting she admired.

Gabriel punished Viscount Uvala’s daughter in place of others, preventing Bishop Marik from stepping forward. If other temple officials had come, the Uvala Viscount family would have faced complete destruction. However, the guilt of burning a living person to death made him ill.

No matter how much Gabriel had given his heart to Evangeline, his lifetime of dedicating himself to others, choosing to save rather than kill, had not disappeared. This must be why the beast Evangeline raised had advised him to clarify his course.

“The Captain minimized the damage.”

Rafaela comforted Gabriel, who was crushed by guilt. She didn’t bring up personal feelings like saying Countess Uvala deserved to die after seeing the tragedy.

“The problem is that the Captain tries to solve everything alone when we’re here too.”

The reason Gabriel was particularly tired and suffering from guilt was because he left the Pararos knights idle and tried to take on all the work by himself. In fact, the people Gabriel could entrust work to were at most Rafaela, Uriel, and Michel, who were somewhat aware of the situation.

The rest were in a position of sucking their thumbs under Gabriel’s protection. This was the complete opposite of the holy knights excluding the Pararos knights, who were devoted to massacring pagans under Bishop Marik.

“I don’t want to involve you.”

However, Gabriel’s thoughts were firm. Participating in massacres following Bishop Marik was wrong, but moving for Gabriel’s personal interests was even worse.

After learning of his birth, Gabriel had abandoned the thread connecting him to God that he had believed, however weakly, still existed. What illuminated him now was not the sun in the sky that couldn’t be looked at with naked eyes, but a pitiful candle that seemed about to go out.

Gabriel was now moving for Evangeline, but most of the Pararos knights were not. He didn’t like the situation of using devoutly faithful holy knights for personal purposes. That would be no different from Bishop Marik.

“Then at least rest. If the Captain collapses, I’ll grind up those guys to fill the vacancy.”

Gabriel finally nodded at Rafaela’s threat. Only after receiving his promise did Rafaela hand over the letter from ‘Kamiginn’.

“Who sent it? Someone from the Rohanson Estate?”

“It’s Toten Madam.”

Gabriel readily revealed the sender since he deeply trusted Rafaela.

“Ah… No wonder she’s been diligently attending social gatherings…”

Rafaela nodded, recalling Kinder Toten’s recent activities. Toten Madam participated in all sorts of events and brought back information. She was originally someone who didn’t hesitate to go out into society and socialize even when she heard gossip behind her back about her son being cursed.

Toten Madam didn’t care that her reputation was tarnished by being called bat-like for immediately abandoning Evangeline Rohanson when her connections were severed.

“What’s the content? Is there another heretic or suspicious person?”

Gabriel shook his head at Rafaela’s question. His expression after reading the letter was unprecedentedly gentle, different from his usual sharp demeanor these days.

When Rafaela urged him to tell her the contents, Gabriel rarely smiled.

“His Majesty kept his promise. The Duke is helping so that Evangeline can come out.”

“Our mother?”

“Duke Hosaquin.”

“Duke Hosaquin?”

Gabriel nodded as if that was correct.

‘What business does that old man have, when he said he would never acknowledge Evangeline as his granddaughter?’

It would have been more believable if Duke Baal, Rafaela’s birth mother, had stepped forward. However, the person who had taken the wine glass thrown at his granddaughter and gotten his head cracked didn’t seem to feel any suspicion.

“His Majesty must have used some method. Truly befitting someone who ascended to the throne through usurpation.”

“Rafaela.”

“What, are the kids going to report to His Majesty?”

Since only those Gabriel trusted most among the Pararos knights were present, Rafaela was speaking without restraint. There was no way Rafaela, who had Duke Baal, the leader of the noble faction, as her mother, would respect the Emperor. Of course, that didn’t mean she respected her mother either.

“Still, it’s good news for the Captain. You’ll have one less worry when Evangeline comes out.”

Rafaela was also pleased that she wouldn’t have to watch Gabriel overexert himself anymore.

“Captain. You’re not going to show her that appearance, are you? It would be better if you rested a bit… more…?”

Rafaela was using Evangeline as an excuse to recommend rest to Gabriel, but her words trailed off as she saw Gabriel’s expression hardening the more he continued reading the letter.

As if the brief gentle relaxation had been a lie, Gabriel’s demeanor became fierce again. He was glaring at Toten Madam’s letter as if there was something displeasing about it.

‘Rest is out of the question.’

Rafaela thought that, as before, Toten Madam had discovered someone showing interest in sorcery and was giving a hint.

“Shall we prepare for deployment?”

“No. There’s no need. As you said, Rafaela, it would be good to rest for a while.”

Gabriel said, taking his gaze off the letter.

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