Author: alyalia

Dana glared at Viego. “Why are you here?” No, more importantly, when did he come in? Dana hadn’t heard the door open. Moreover, at this hour, in the Rolland Mansion, in the unmarried woman’s bedroom. Even if they were engaged, was this even allowed? Whatever.

 

Dana immediately sprang up from the bed. She strode toward him like an arrow. Her hand swung as she was about to slap his cheek, however… “Ah.” Her body staggered violently. Her hand had passed straight through his face. Dumbfounded decorating her face as she looked up at him. She had definitely brought her hand down toward his cheek, didn’t she?

 

“You can’t touch me,” Viego said calmly. “I’m not a real human.”

 

“…What?”

 

“I’m not Viego Windsor. I’m a thought-form made of information, created so that only you can see me.”

 

“What kind of nonsense is that… Are you crazy like me?”

 

“Viego Windsor wanted to tell you something when you woke up. That’s why he planted this information in your mind.”

 

Dana blinked silently. Am I hallucinating again? Like when I saw Lethe’s illusion?

 

“Why aren’t you answering? Don’t you understand what I’m saying?”

 

“So, you’re the information?”

 

“Yes. I was made so that knowledge could be conveyed in the form of a person and through conversation. Do you still not understand?” Viego was looking at her with a somewhat pitiful gaze. “I’ll say it again. I am a hallucination created from the combination of the information Viego implanted and the information already existing in your mind.”

 

Dana looked at Viego suspiciously. She reached her hand toward him once more, but again her hand passed through him. Certainly, he didn’t seem to be a real person.

 

What on earth did they implant in me? It seemed the Daiana Church had pulled some trick again while treating this body. Dana sighed in irritation. “Fine. But why did you have to appear with Viego’s face?” Was that really necessary? What rotten luck.

 

Then the thought-form with Viego’s face answered. “That was your decision.”

 

“…What?”

 

“Viego didn’t know who you would want to see. To lower your guard and deliver the information effectively, he simply set it so that the person you most wanted to see would appear.”

 

“…”

 

That was the biggest bullshit she had ever heard. So what, the person I most want to see right now is Viego Windsor? Liar. Dana squeezed her eyes shut and thought hard. Then Demian, change into Demian. I want to see Demian. You can’t do it, right? Because this is just nonsense…

 

“Honey.”

 

Kyaa!” Dana shrieked in genuine surprise. She snapped her eyes open and froze on the spot.

 

“To think you missed me so much makes me very happy.”

 

“…”

 

This is insane… The man who had been Viego just moments ago was now blushing with Demian’s face, twisting his body bashfully.

 

“I missed you too.”

 

“…”

 

What is this? Dana cautiously reached her hand toward Demian’s face. Once again, her hand passed through without touching him. A sudden sense of regret washed over her. If only she could smack him across the face once.

 

“Just hurry up and tell me the information you came to deliver, then get lost. I can’t even stand looking at your face.” Fury bubbled up inside her. That thing was fake. It wasn’t real. If it had been real, she would have wanted to grab him by the hair and shake him around.

 

“Danaena Rolland’s body was badly injured this time, Honey.”

 

“I know. And stop calling me ‘honey.’”

 

When the Red Ship exploded, Dana had seen her own limbs flying apart. She thought even holy water wouldn’t be able to heal that…

 

“During the treatment process, every bodily organ except your brain and heart was replaced. Including your blood, of course.”

 

“…”

 

“You may not have checked, but your eye color has also changed back to light green now.”

 

What kind of horrifying thing is that…

 

“It means the blood of the Rolland family no longer flows through my darling’s body.”

 

“So what? And stop calling me ‘your darling’ too.”

 

“That’s why there’s a problem with your heart.” Demian glanced toward her left chest.

 

At that glance, doubt once again rose within Dana. His tone and expression felt far too real, yet this was supposedly nothing more than a hallucination. A fake born from the fusion of her information and the information Viego had implanted. The Daiana Church’s handiwork was impressive. Even the scent emanating from Demian’s body was vividly reproduced.

 

“That body will die in 60 days.”

 

“What?”

 

“The lifespan of that body is 60 days.”

 

“…Am I going to die?”

 

“Not you. Just the body you’re currently possessing.” Demian corrected her firmly. “You can never truly die in this world, Dana. You have plenty of spare bodies prepared for the event of your death.” As he said that, he smiled faintly as though he found that fact extremely satisfying. “After that body’s heart stops, you will move into one of your many bodies. Reincarnation would be an appropriate word for it.”

 

“If this body dies, I’ll forget all the memories I currently have.”

 

“Most likely.”

 

“That can’t happen., I don’t want to forget anything.” Because I’m definitely going to take revenge on that b*stard, your son, Viego Windsor. The man who planted you in me. Swallowing those words, she asked. “Is there no way for me to keep living in this body?”

 

“It’s not impossible.”

 

“Then tell me the method.”

 

Demian opened his mouth and explained the method. But Dana frowned the moment she heard it.

 

“Don’t be ridiculous. That’s impossible.”

 

“That depends on how you think about it.”

 

“…”

 

Dana fell silent. The solution Demian had given her was no solution at all. She could never use that method. That’s fine. I know another way. A way to extend this body’s lifespan. The holy relic. She just needed to use the holy relic. Dana lowered her gaze as she thought. If she had a holy relic, she could solve not only that problem, but also the countless problems she needed to deal with. So first, she needed to get the holy relic quickly.

 

“Dana.”

 

In an instant, her mind went completely blank.

 

“What are you thinking about?”

 

“Dana slowly raised her head.

 

Huh?”

 

The thing that had been Demian had, before she realized it, changed into another man’s face.

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