My Possession Became a Ghost Story - Chapter 192

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“Daisy. Hurry and wake up the orphans and the others.”

“What?”

“Hurry!”

Rafaela said this to Daisy and went around the tents herself to wake people up. People who had just been about to go to sleep came out drowsily.

“What on earth is so important that you wake sleeping people…”

There were also people who demanded an explanation from Rafaela, still heavy with sleep.

“Shh. You need to stay quiet for now.”

Rafaela cautioned them while glancing toward the iron bars outside.

The knights who had just finished their shift change were disappearing in the distance. Rafaela held her breath until they were out of sight, then immediately ran to the iron bars.

“Hey there!”

A servant tried to stop Rafaela.

This was because earlier that day, a servant doing the same thing had nearly been cut down by a knight. Just as suspicious looks were being cast, wondering if she had a death wish to act the same way, the tightly closed iron bars of the Rohanson Estate began to open with an eerie noise. It was none other than a Holy Knight who opened the bars.

The people of the Rohanson Estate couldn’t understand what was happening and just watched Rafaela quietly. The knight who had thrown open the door removed his helmet and shouted brightly.

“Sir Rafaela!”

“Uriel!”

Rescue had arrived.

Rafaela bumped fists firmly with Uriel. It was an action that forgot the other person was wearing armor. There was a clanging sound and soon Rafaela was rolling on the ground clutching her fist.

“How foolish.”

Uriel, being a fellow colleague, didn’t seem to have any intention of helping Rafaela up. It was a servant of the Rohanson house who helped up Rafaela as she rolled on the ground.

“Those people are…”

“You’ve probably seen them before. They’re my colleagues.”

Everyone looked relieved at Rafaela’s words. Seeing that Rafaela’s colleagues had come, hopeful voices could be heard asking if they could finally escape. As those words suggested, the Plauros Knights had come to help the estate people flee.

“Sir Rafaela. You told Lady Evangeline about the refuge. From now on, we must safely help the Rohanson Estate household escape.”

Rafaela nodded and hurriedly asked the Rohanson Estate people to board the cargo carriages. People packed their belongings simply and got on the cargo carriages. Since there were many people, there were as many as three carriages. The carriages were quite conspicuous, so it was fortunate that the knights had changed shifts.

“What did you tell the original knights?”

Rafaela asked curiously.

“Nothing much. We just said that Bishop Marik was finally going to execute the heretics of Rohanson.”

“What, what?”

The sound coming from her mouth was harsh. Rafaela coughed and asked again.

“So they welcomed it with both hands raised?”

“Right. That aside, what about the knights who were supposed to change shifts? How did you fool them?”

Michel, who had been clutching his heart and tearing up at the sight of Evangeline’s collapsed estate, suddenly joined the conversation and criticized with a satisfied tone.

“How dare they try to harm Lady Evangeline – they received divine punishment.”

“Michel…”

Rafaela turned away from Michel and questioned the other knights about the situation. In the end, it was Uriel who gave the answer.

“We waited for the shift change time and then attacked. They won’t wake up before today is over.”

Considering that only a few dozen minutes remained of the day, it was truly an unfunny joke. However, remembering that Uriel was someone who couldn’t lie made it even more chilling.

Will they really wake up soon? Rafaela became a bit urgent and hurriedly loaded people onto the cargo carriages, selecting and loading items needed for the journey.

“Knights, we’re ready!”

“Yes, Weder!”

Rafaela tilted her head at the suddenly appeared unfamiliar face. Why was an outsider who was neither a Rohanson Estate person nor a knight calmly taking up space?

“Ah. Weder is the Head Maid of the Toten Estate.”

“The Toten Estate?”

It was puzzling that the Toten Estate appeared out of nowhere, and even more so that it was the Head Maid? When Rafaela muttered in confusion, Uriel answered.

“Yes. We were at the Toten Viscount’s Mansion. The Viscountess hid us for a while.”

Following that, the members added their words one by one as if not to be outdone.

“I never thought I’d end up in prison in my lifetime.”

“That was the most luxurious prison I’ve ever experienced in my life.”

Everyone deliberately didn’t mention the other person who had been locked up like a prisoner in a ‘real’ prison. They hadn’t been interested in who that prisoner was in the first place. It was consideration for Toten Madam who had protected the knights despite the risk.

While the knights were reminiscing about brief memories, only Rafaela couldn’t understand. So what was the connection between the Viscountess protecting the knights and the Head Maid being here?

The knights only explained the reason after talking for a while.

“Amazingly, the refuge that Lady Evangeline pointed out is Weder’s hometown, you see?”

This was truly an incredible coincidence.

“Hometown? Then is Weder coming with us now?”

Rafaela asked reluctantly. Then several people nodded. She had asked the maid, so why were they answering? Rafaela glared at her colleagues with displeasure. While Rafaela remained at the Rohanson Estate suffering, it seemed they had built quite an intimate friendship among themselves at the Viscount’s house.

“If you travel with us, dangerous things might happen.”

Rafaela warned Weder with a quite serious attitude. This was a path of fleeing while avoiding the Temple’s eyes. If she had an innocent mindset like just going to visit her hometown, she would get into big trouble. Then Weder seemed to choose her words carefully before answering calmly.

“Um… my hometown tends to reject outsiders. It would be better if I went along.”

“…Is that so?”

If she was prepared, there was nothing to be done.

“Then what about that coachman too?”

With Rafaela’s question, eyes rolled toward the coachman’s seat. There were three prepared cargo carriages in total, two had familiar faces holding the reins, but one had a suspicious figure sitting there with a robe pulled down so low that his face was barely visible.

“Ah, he’s a driving expert.”

Weder clapped her hands and explained.

“Do we need such a person?”

“Well, we’ll need to go quickly on rough roads, right?”

“…”

“But I heard he’s a skilled person that Lady Evangeline also acknowledged.”

“Lady Evangeline?”

Rafaela’s eyes widened at the suddenly mentioned name. Wasn’t the coachman a person from the Toten Estate? Since Lady Evangeline was mentioned, he was likely to be the Lady’s person. Then, as if realizing they were talking about him, the coachman bowed his head.

“Originally, Melek was a coachman at the Rohanson Estate, they said.”

If he was a Rohanson Estate person, it made sense for him to flee together. But for someone who had worked at the Rohanson Estate, none of the confined Rohanson house people approached the coachman first. Rather, he seemed to have no acquaintance with the other employees…

“Suspicious, right?”

If it hadn’t been for a rather different, petty voice, Rafaela would have thought for a moment that she had spoken her inner thoughts. It wasn’t Rafaela but another knight who had brought up that the coachman was suspicious.

“Then why did you entrust him with the reins?”

“Because we trust Toten Madam. That coachman was assigned by the Madam. Besides, it was originally promised that he would only accompany us to the city gate.”

If it was only to the city gate, was there really a need to go together? Rafaela tried to get on the cargo compartment while pondering the intentions of Toten Madam and the coachman. She would have, if not for the sudden interference.

“Hey? Could you move your leg?”

A long leg blocked Rafaela’s path. Just as she was about to scold him for playing around even in this situation.

“Rafaela, you stay behind.”

“What?”

“You stay in the capital.”

“Are you in your right mind? The Captain isn’t here, and you’re going to leave me out and go by yourselves?”

“Are you the vice-captain? You’re just the Captain’s aide.”

When she protested in disbelief, only mockery came back. Rafaela almost shouted ‘An aide or vice-captain, it’s the same thing!’ But the other person’s words were faster.

“Shouldn’t you at least be by the Captain’s side.”

If this was meant to hit Rafaela’s weak spot, it was very well found. Rafaela shut her mouth tight when the sound argument was thrust at her.

“Lady Evangeline said she would attend the sacrifice ceremony. Then surely the Captain will go too. You must have received an invitation too, Rafaela. So you stay and remain by the Captain’s side.”

“Honestly, rather than all of us being there, you staying alone would be more helpful.”

At those words, Rafaela looked over her colleagues’ faces. They were all foolish and naive. Even Uriel, though his military strength was reliable, was dim-witted and overly straightforward. Michel, who was relatively cunning, lost his mind whenever he stood before Evangeline.

‘I would leave me behind too.’

This was all because Rafaela herself was too competent.

“As you just said with your own mouth, you’re the Captain’s aide, right? No one knows the Captain as well as you do.”

That was true. Only Rafaela knew that holy water didn’t work on Gabriel. In fact, going back to the beginning, it was Rafaela who had coaxed Gabriel to successfully complete the baptism ceremony.

As Rafaela groaned, a thick hand landed on her shoulder. It was Uriel.

“Please, Sir Rafaela.”

Uriel patted her shoulder as if entrusting her with confidence. Since everyone seemed to be having a touching, tearful farewell, Rafaela endured the pain of her shoulder nearly dislocating. They’re acting like people they’ll never see again. They’ll be back soon once the capital business is wrapped up well!

Or do they all want me to die? Go ahead and pray for me to die. Just! Rafaela, who had been fuming inside, became a little anxious. It will… it will… end well, right?

“…Alright.”

In the end, Rafaela had to accept the fact that she would remain in the capital and participate in the sacrifice ceremony. She was very worried about whether the knights could safely evacuate the Rohanson people without her. Wanting to help with what she could, she finally looked over the people who had boarded the cargo compartments.

“Sir Knight! Aren’t you coming with us?”

“That’s how it turned out.”

Rafaela ruffled Mary’s hair vigorously. Perhaps because she could finally escape the Rohanson Manor that had become like a trauma to her, Mary was particularly bright. It was much better than seeing her digging a hole in the ground, saying she had hurt the puppy.

Daisy took good care of the bouncing child. When their eyes met, Daisy bowed her head politely in greeting.

“Sir Rafaela. Thank you for helping us.”

“It’s nothing.”

Rafaela scratched her cheek, feeling awkward for no reason.

When she first met Daisy, she never thought they would become comfortable enough to speak so casually. It was a new feeling. Back then, she had only thought of Daisy as a channel to extract information about Lady Evangeline.

‘Of course, I never expected the Captain and Lady Rohanson to become so close either.’

Those who didn’t know better said Gabriel had been bewitched by the Rohanson witch, but Rafaela, who had directly observed the two from close by, thought differently.

Rafaela knew well that just as Gabriel was influenced by Evangeline, he was also having an enormous influence on Evangeline. When Evangeline briefly visited the Rohanson Manor, she hesitated for a long time before approaching Rafaela to speak.

“Sir Rafaela.”

When she saw herself reflected in those ominous blood-red irises, she couldn’t help but shudder. She had grown close to the Rohanson household members and Daisy, but Evangeline Rohanson, who had been the catalyst for it all, seemed like she would forever remain a difficult existence.

Honestly, if Rafaela hadn’t been under Gabriel’s command, if she had no connection with Evangeline at all, she wouldn’t have disagreed with Bishop Marik’s claims calling her a heretic and demon.

Evangeline Rohanson was like a lifeless statue. She was certainly a masterpiece crafted with soul. Her appearance was so beautiful that comparing her to an angel wouldn’t be blasphemous. However, what composed her was an intimidating presence that made one bow their head, and an ominousness.

She was so alien that she couldn’t be considered human.

When Evangeline Rohanson looked at her, Rafaela would taste the deprivation of feeling like an insignificant existence.

But that moment was different. The air that had encompassed the surroundings changed completely. A midwife once said that the birth of life would be the most wondrous scene in the world.

Rafaela could dare to be certain.

This moment when emotions welled up in Evangeline would also be comparable to that. This was the moment Evangeline fell to being human.

“Count Gabriel… was he badly hurt?”

Evangeline Rohanson asked carefully, looking worried. Rafaela wondered if she was dreaming and bit her tongue. Along with the sharp pain came a metallic taste. For Evangeline Rohanson to seem human felt exactly like being bewitched by a demon.

When Rafaela informed her of Gabriel’s injuries, Evangeline showed anger and concern. It was quite surprising. The anger she had shown when others invaded her territory was familiar, but seeing Evangeline worry about another person was a first. When had concern entered those eyes that used to regard others as less than insects?

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