My Possession Became a Ghost Story - Chapter 150

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Saraka decided to spare their lives as Hena had answered. Since you can’t bring back the dead once killed, but taking living lives is easy, she decided to grant them a reprieve.

The knights who had drawn their swords were waiting only for Saraka’s mouth to open. Saraka considered it blasphemous that Gabriel worshipped Evangeline instead of God, yet she thought it natural for the priests to follow Saraka herself. After all, Saraka was the merciful and devoted Bishop Marik. Because Bishop Marik was God’s beloved.

Saraka quietly began to speak. Since everything around her was focused on Saraka, holding their breath, her quiet voice captivated their ears.

“Serving not the sun but one who has turned their back on the sun is a great sin that cannot be repaid even with death. However… according to the will of the merciful God, I will grant you only one chance. But there will be no second chance.”

Saraka raised her voice again.

“But to someone like Lady Hena who has awakened from Lady Evangeline Rohanson’s brainwashing, I would rather offer praise. Lady Hena. Thank you for courageously telling the truth.”

Saraka clasped her hands together as if in prayer.

“The Sun God will surely value Lady Hena’s righteous actions.”

With Saraka’s words concluded, the sword that had been aimed at Hena was withdrawn.

Hena was visibly pleased even by Saraka’s honeyed words. She thought this too would help Kanna. Saraka found it utterly amusing that Hena couldn’t even recognize her own sister and was hostile toward Evangeline.

This was a play. A play performed by Saraka, who had taken on the role of Bishop Marik.

When Evangeline Rohanson’s closest confidant not only avoided condemnation but even received praise for courageously testifying about Evangeline, people were greatly shocked. Then they began looking at each other nervously before competing to denounce Evangeline.

“Bishop, please listen to me too! I, I also have testimony about Lady Evangeline Rohanson!”

“La… Lady Evangeline Rohanson is a demon!”

“That’s right, she’s a monster!”

“The Rohanson Estate is already a demon’s den. It deserves to burn!”

Seeing the small opening Saraka had created, they instinctively found their path to survival.

The butler, who was belatedly rescued by Gabriel’s subordinates and escaped outside the manor, frowned at the carnage that had occurred in the meantime. What had been sealed by money and fear of Evangeline easily crumbled under the name of God and their own safety.

It seemed like a lie that those who had approached the estate complained that the Rohanson Estate’s servants were far too tight-lipped. Especially Muzeta, who had previously attempted to bribe the Rohanson Estate’s servants directly, admired Saraka’s skill.

The servants whispered as if trying to convey everything they had only spoken about in private until now.

They were afraid that the knights might throw them back into the flames at any moment. If not that, they might be stabbed with swords. Although their conscience pricked them for seemingly betraying Evangeline, when they remembered who had set fire to the estate, even the handful of guilt that remained faded away.

“Th, this person must be a demon too!”

They even denounced Jelly, who had saved them, as a demon.

“Lo, look at those wounds! If he were human, he should have died long ago…!”

It was an ungrateful statement that completely ignored the fact that he had been injured while trying to save them. Jelly looked like he wanted to throw the people he had rescued back into the fire.

Saraka savored the information about Evangeline that she had been searching for so desperately. Although most of it was stories she had already heard through Hena. But how could she not be delighted when this was the moment that proved her chosen path was correct?

“That’s a demon that came back to life… Lady Evangeline Rohanson has already passed away. A monster awakened at Lady Evangeline Rohanson’s funeral.”

True to those words, several people came forward claiming they had attended Evangeline’s funeral.

“Daisy, you were at the funeral too, right? That’s why you ran away.”

“But the Lady later actually helped us…”

“Don’t talk nonsense! You definitely said before that Lady Evangeline Rohanson was terrible.”

Daisy tried to argue back, but her frightened younger siblings cowered in fear and burrowed into Daisy’s arms, and with the knights immediately drawing their swords, she couldn’t argue back.

Yulma, whom Jelly had rescued from the fire and handed over, was in Daisy’s arms. She wanted to take Jelly and Evangeline’s side, but if she defended Evangeline here, her head would roll immediately.

Gabriel watched this scene with devastation. Saraka called to Gabriel.

“What do you think, Captain of the Knights?”

Following the direction of Saraka’s voice, all gazes turned to one place. The people’s gazes seemed like long spears lined up in a row, piercing through Gabriel.

“Don’t you find these faithful people of the Rohanson Estate admirable, Count?”

Saraka deliberately provoked Gabriel. There was no way he could feel such emotions when they were insulting Evangeline, whom he worshipped and loved.

“I know well that you always strive to minimize casualties. You came here for that purpose this time too, didn’t you?”

Saraka’s words were correct. Gabriel’s hurried pursuit of Saraka was partly due to Evangeline’s influence, but also because he was worried Saraka might commit another massacre. Saraka knew this very well.

This was thanks to hearing about Gabriel’s character from Bishop Javanya. Setting aside personal feelings, Gabriel had been an upright knight until Evangeline appeared.

“You always sacrificed only the one person with the deepest sin. You’ll do the same this time, won’t you?”

“Lady Evangeline Rohanson is not a sinner.”

Gabriel understood the meaning contained in her words and glared fiercely at Saraka. Evangeline was far more ideal than Bishop Marik, who felt no guilt about massacring people.

Evangeline Rohanson, who granted salvation to Gabriel’s prayers, was far more innocent than a believer who threatened with people’s lives. Even if Evangeline was endlessly indifferent to those who followed her.

“Don’t you believe the testimony of these lowly ones? Are you saying that I, Bishop Marik, oppressed people to make them give false testimony?”

Even though Saraka had already concluded not to kill the people anyway, tormenting Gabriel was simply venting her anger.

“If you refuse to sacrifice only Lady Evangeline Rohanson, I will condemn all of these people.”

Gabriel’s heart turned toward Evangeline. He trusted Evangeline. But what if Gabriel’s choice resulted in the massacre of dozens from the estate?

Saraka wasn’t just bluffing. She wouldn’t hesitate at all to reverse her words immediately and slaughter all the estate’s people. Gabriel knew well from pursuing Bishop Marik’s massacres for some time that Saraka wasn’t exaggerating.

“Hurry, choose.”

Saraka urged Gabriel.

“I…”

“Haha. If the decision is difficult, let me help you.”

He remembered when the demon had once scolded Gabriel to make his attitude clear. If Jelly were mentally sound and Pudding were here, they would surely have pressed Gabriel, asking why he didn’t choose Evangeline immediately.

When Gabriel hesitated without making an immediate decision, Saraka kindly offered to help Gabriel make his decision more easily.

Saraka turned away from Gabriel and looked back at the estate’s people. Then she pointed to someone receiving emergency treatment for burns and said.

“I sense an evil aura from that person.”

Before Saraka’s words even finished, the man’s neck was severed. The woman who had been treating the injured person froze when she realized that in the blink of an eye, everything above the neck had disappeared from the person in front of her.

The woman blinked as something hot splattered on her face. Soon after, she recognized death. She screamed in horror, crawling backward on the ground. She wiped the liquid from her face and burst into tears at the red substance that came away, on the verge of fainting.

Cutting off a person’s neck was surprisingly an act that required tremendous strength. So it was quite close to a performance for show. Indeed, the estate’s servants felt terror at seeing a person, a familiar colleague at that, die instantly. Their lungs constricted.

“What are you doing!”

“I couldn’t leave it alone for fear that the evil aura might spread to others. Oh my. Because of the blood, it seems to have transferred to that person too.”

When Gabriel tried to rush at Saraka, her guards blocked Gabriel. In the meantime, another head fell. In less than a minute, two people had died.

Saraka pointed to another victim. This time a maid collapsed. The veiled conductor pointed to death with her fingertips. Once more. Fortunately, the fourth time, Uriel drew his sword and blocked the knight.

When Uriel tried to counterattack the knight, Seraph, who was also from the Pararos Knights, stopped him.

“Uriel. If you hurt that person, the Captain will be in trouble.”

Uriel looked displeased but nodded and didn’t cut the knight’s throat, just as he had always listened well to Seraph’s words. If Uriel harmed Bishop Marik’s guards, they too would fall as heretics bewitched by Evangeline and become targets for pursuit and execution.

Saraka didn’t regret not being able to kill the last person. The significance lay simply in showing Gabriel that she would actually kill the Rohanson people.

“I had decided to spare these heretics for once, but at this rate, they’ll all be infected with evil aura and my mercy will become useless.”

Saraka intended to slaughter all the estate’s people until Gabriel gave her an answer. It was a kind of countdown. Gabriel gritted his teeth. Because he had rushed to the Rohanson Estate, Gabriel had brought only ten knights with him. The numerical disadvantage was overwhelming.

“Poor souls. It seems Count Gabriel has no intention of saving you.”

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