My Possession Became a Ghost Story - Chapter 94

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However, the same sound came again. Perhaps because too much blood had been lost, confusion made it impossible to grasp how the situation was unfolding. But Jeremiah couldn’t help but have an ominous imagination as he recalled Azazel, who had stabbed a knife into his stomach. Why had Tenebray’s guard stabbed Jeremiah? Could it be because Tenebray had ordered it? No. That couldn’t be.

“I’m… I’m not Tenebray.”

Jeremiah tried to correct the form of address without really understanding what was wrong. However, the other party sneered mockingly and reproached Jeremiah.

“Oh my, then are you saying you’re Lord Jeremiah?”

“Yes! I am Jeremiah…!”

“How dare a cursed princess who should have died long ago impersonate Lord Jeremiah?”

Jeremiah had never seen the always polite knights speak so harshly.

“And if you’re going to lie, at least hide your necklace properly before speaking.”

The knight pointed at Jeremiah’s neck. Jeremiah trembled as he checked his necklace. Instead of the usual green, a murky, dirty, and hideous black gem with no light hung around Jeremiah’s neck.

‘Why… why is this around my neck…’

Before Jeremiah fell asleep, he had definitely been wearing an emerald necklace. The necklace had been switched while he slept.

‘By whom?’

By the owner of the black necklace…

At that moment, Tenebray’s image flashed through his mind. Her urging him to flee without proper explanation, her unusually excited and affectionate attitude. Her sudden request to switch necklaces at Father’s birthday banquet. The sight of Father’s blood dripping from the chandelier onto Tenebray’s face. Wait, had Tenebray really been in shock then? Hadn’t she been smiling?

His heart sank.

“Tenebray?”

It had all been a scheme to send Jeremiah into the mire. The black gem around Jeremiah’s neck seemed to mock him. But why? Why? Countless questions only clouded his mind.

While Jeremiah’s feet were bound, Azazel, who had followed at a leisurely pace, finally emerged from between the thickets. Seeing an unfamiliar figure holding a blood-dripping sword, the knights showed wariness, and Azazel lightly bowed his head in greeting.

“You are…”

“I am Azazel Astaroth, a Holy Knight.”

“Ah. You’re the knight who travels with Bishop Marik.”

The one who had betrayed Jeremiah’s trust and stabbed him wasn’t even Tenebray’s guard. Unlike the despairing Jeremiah, the search party relaxed their guard upon learning the other’s identity.

“Yes, Sir Azazel. Did you capture the criminal?”

“Yes. I was pursuing the fleeing Tenebray Leveardi.”

“Lies! You’re Tenebray’s guard! Let me go, I’m Jeremiah!”

It was all lies from beginning to end. Jeremiah screamed and denied it, but no one listened to his words. That was because his venomous shouting and tantrum was the complete opposite of Jeremiah’s usual innocent and kind demeanor.

“Mental breakdown? She seems to be under the delusion that she’s Lord Jeremiah. Well, one couldn’t kill their own father with a sound mind.”

The knight looked at Jeremiah with utter disgust. No, Jeremiah wasn’t the one who should receive such looks.

“Wow, the wound is serious.”

“She was resisting, so I had no choice.”

The hole in his stomach was as humiliating as it was painful. Jeremiah had never been treated like this since birth. Everyone had cherished and treasured Jeremiah. It was a life where even a paper cut while reading would earn concern. Had the world always been this heartless and frightening?

“Sir Azazel, His Majesty will surely grant you a great reward for this achievement. I’m truly envious.”

After asking Azazel’s permission, the knights bound Jeremiah’s body. With his legs tied, he collapsed to the ground. His vision was blurry from tears, but only a single bug crawling across the grass was clearly visible.

The knights chatted amicably with Azazel. Then a rustling sound was heard, followed by a cat’s ‘meow.’

“A cat?”

“Ah. Since this is the forest, cats do wander around.”

Azazel looked around and frowned deeply, then covered his nose as if there was a terrible smell.

“It might not be a cat but something suspicious, so I should take a look.”

Then, looking quite fierce, he quickly disappeared into the thicket, leaving Jeremiah and the knights behind.

“Didn’t it clearly go ‘meow’? What’s he talking about, saying it’s a cat…”

“Is he telling us to handle the cleanup? This is why you can’t communicate with those high and mighty Temple folks.”

After Azazel disappeared, the knights grumbled complaints and tried to move Jeremiah. The knight who was about to carry Jeremiah suddenly hit his colleague’s shoulder as if remembering something.

“Hey… How about we steal the credit while that knight is gone?”

“What? He’ll say he caught her.”

“No. Think about it. That person isn’t here right now, right? If we take the princess, it becomes our achievement. After that, even if he claims otherwise, it’s just words – who would believe it?”

“That’s true.”

The knights’ gazes flew to Jeremiah and fixed on him. If they planned to steal the credit, they thought they didn’t need to keep Jeremiah alive to bring him back.

“In case she spouts nonsense in front of His Majesty about us scheming behind the scenes…”

“Lady Tenebray. We’re sorry about this.”

“No! I won’t say anything! Please don’t kill me!”

One knight drew his sword from its sheath. The sharp steel rang chillingly. If he were captured alive, he could at least make his case to Grandmother, but they intended to kill Jeremiah here.

Betrayed by a trusted sister, falsely accused of killing his beloved father, and sentenced to death by Grandmother – so this is how he would die. He lamented his own foolishness for not noticing Tenebray’s betrayal. He was frustrated. Wronged and angry.

It should be Tenebray in this place, not Jeremiah. It should be Tenebray who died!

Most terrible of all was Tenebray herself. Tenebray, who killed Father, deceived Jeremiah, and even stole his name. Tenebray, who would be in Jeremiah’s room by now.

It was the first time he had ever loathed someone so terribly.

The blade was thrust right under his throat. He had lost too much blood from where Azazel stabbed his stomach, making his vision blurry. In fact, even without another confirmation kill, he would die like this.

When the cold blade lightly touched his throat, he squeezed his eyes shut. But instead of lightning-like pain, a heavy feeling settled over Jeremiah.

“Gasp, huk… Heok.”

Jeremiah exhaled the breath he had been holding and breathed heavily. Not understanding what happened, he opened his eyes again to see the knight who had lost consciousness and collapsed beside Jeremiah. Not only that, but the other knights had also fallen to the ground, unconscious.

Only one person stood upright. Black hair and blue eyes…

“Father?”

The familiar appearance belonged to the Crown Prince. Of course. Father had come to save Jeremiah. As Jeremiah wandered between life and death, unable to distinguish between dreams and reality, he thought this without feeling anything strange.

“…Please save me. I don’t want to die.”

If it was Father, he would surely save Jeremiah. Jeremiah spoke with all his strength. He felt like he had shouted loud enough to shake the forest, but the actual sound that came out was like very weak babbling.

However, the voice that followed was not the Crown Prince’s.

“Lady Tenebray?”

Jeremiah’s eyes widened. It wasn’t Father. Only after hearing Gabriel’s voice did Jeremiah realize he had been pleading to a father who no longer existed in this world.

“I’m not Tenebray… I’m Jeremiah…”

While Jeremiah sobbed, Gabriel rummaged through his clothes. When he brought out something, Gabriel showed what was in his hand to the frightened Jeremiah as if to calm him.

“Holy water?”

“Yes. I intend to heal Your Highness.”

“Why are you healing me?”

With swollen ankles, flesh cut by tree branches, vomiting blood from his abdomen, and covered in tears, Jeremiah acted as if asking why he would treat him.

“Because you’re badly injured.”

Gabriel opened the bottle cap. He poured the holy water over Jeremiah’s wounds, but contrary to expectations, nothing happened. Could he have brought fake holy water in his haste? The authenticity of holy water could be verified by inflicting a wound on oneself, but unfortunately, Gabriel was not of a constitution that holy water worked on.

“…Are you naturally of a constitution that holy water doesn’t work on?”

“What…? That can’t be…”

Even while gasping for breath, Jeremiah answered as if confused. The imperial family was treated with holy water even for paper cuts while reading. Since Jeremiah had also received such privileges, saying holy water didn’t work was nonsensical.

“Then why…”

“How did you get this wound?”

An unexpected intruder joined the conversation.

“A knight named Azazel stabbed me.”

Without even noticing that the questioner had changed, Jeremiah recalled the pain of Azazel stabbing him and chewed on his anger.

“Jelly?”

Jelly casually waved her hand at Gabriel, who recognized her.

“If it was Azazel Astaroth who stabbed this woman, it’s natural that it won’t heal.”

Gabriel knew that name well too. It was a famous name as Bishop Marik’s knight, no less.

“Natural?”

The Sun God loved humans. Therefore, the Sun God’s blessing reaches all humans. However, blessings do not reach apostates who blaspheme and turn their backs on God. That sin is so deep, carved into the soul, that it must be washed away several times before one can be embraced in Rahel’s arms again.

“Wounds we inflict cannot be healed with holy water.”

There was another exception. The Sun God loathed those born from ‘Lea,’ his sister who had turned away from him – those who were not human. So when holy water touched them, their flesh would melt away, and wounds they inflicted could not be healed with holy water either.

“Then what should we do…”

Gabriel looked down at Jeremiah with a devastated heart.

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