I’m Trying to End This Possession Chapter 76

Please stop calling me a saintess already… Dana glared irritably at the newspaper. Apart from the papers that had published critical articles about Moon Goddess, every other newspaper was filled with nothing but praise for her, Danae Windsor. ‘As expected of a saintess, rescuing a victim from a barbaric ritual,’ it said. As she skimmed the endless nonsense about her being a saintess, the girl she and Carl had rescued suddenly came to mind.

 

“By the way, what about that girl?”

 

“The one you brought back, Milady?”

 

“Yes.”

 

“She’s currently receiving treatment. We’ll bring her over as soon as she recovers.”

 

“How long do you think that will take?”

 

“It’s hard to say. Her mental condition seems worse than her physical injuries. I think we’ll need to observe her for a while.”

 

“I see. Then, Lethe, please take good care of her.”

 

“Yes. In that case, I’ll devote myself to nursing the girl for the time being.”

 

After Lethe left, Dana let out a sigh. How long are these articles going to continue? This doesn’t seem like something that’ll die down easily.

 

But surprisingly, only a few days later, the newspaper coverage disappeared completely. Neither the matter of Kaltusa territory nor the Moon Goddess was mentioned even once anymore. Even though the incident should have shaken the entire continent. It’s too clean. Some powerful force had prevented the truth from spreading any further.

 

Dana immediately realized who had suppressed it. The faction that embraced the Moon Goddess. The new church faction of the Holy See. And… The Windsor family. It was the work of Duke Windsor, Viego Windsor.

 

* * *

Once her body had recovered somewhat, Viego summoned her. Uh… What is this? Did he call me over just to sleep?

 

Viego was lying on a long sofa with his legs stretched out, eyes closed as though asleep.

 

What should I do? Should I wake him? No, absolutely not. Viego was at his most sensitive right after waking up. Then, should I leave? But if Viego opened his eyes and found me gone, he might use it against me.

 

In the end, Dana decided to wait. He sure sleeps well… Sitting on the sofa across from him, she silently observed Viego. The sight of him quietly resting, his long legs stretched out, was so elegant. He looked like the perfect model for an advertisement about nobles taking naps. But then…

 

Ah, I’m getting sleepy. Dana leaned back against the sofa. Just for a moment. I’ll just close my eyes for a second. Just a little…

 

Gasp! A chilling sensation suddenly swept over her from somewhere. Her eyes flew open. Then she nearly screamed. It was because her eyes met the gaze, staring directly at her.

 

“Brother.” Crap. How long was I asleep? Dana hurriedly straightened herself from the sprawled position she had fallen into. “When did you wake up?”

 

“Earlier than you.”

 

“…”

 

How embarrassing. I should have stayed awake… Wait, I didn’t drool, did I? Maybe because she had slept with her lips slightly parted, there was a tiny, very tiny bit of saliva pooled in her mouth.

 

When Dan rubbed around her lips, Viego mocked her. “Your lips have quite the talent.”

 

“Pardon?”

 

“They look like they’re about to drool, yet somehow they never do.”

 

“…” So this is what it feels like to want to crawl into a hole and hide.

 

It seemed Viego had been watching Dana the whole time. That must’ve been why their eyes met the moment she woke up.

 

“You could have woken me up.”

 

Perhaps because the contrast with someone who had enjoyed a perfect nap was so stark, Dana felt unbearably embarrassed. Fortunately, Viego’s small talk ended there.

 

“How was the Kaltusa territory?’

 

“The condition of that land was better than expected. Though there were problems with the people staying there.”

 

“So, is it suitable for laying the railway?”

 

“It should be fine now. I heard the cultists who lived there have all fled.”

 

“…”

 

You’re the one who covered that incident up. Dana swallowed back those words. Nothing good would come from getting on his bad side. But Viego was quick-witted.

 

“You’ll have to choose your ship carefully, Danae Windsor.”

 

“Pardon?”

 

“Windsor has boarded the ship of the Protestant. No, it’s more than just boarding. We’re practically the owners who designed and built that ship.”

 

“…”

 

“But if you wish, you may change ships at any time. However, once you leave, you’ll never be able to sail with Windsor again.”

 

“…”

 

Dana knew that too. If the crimes committed by the cultists who followed Moon Goddess became known, the family that would suffer the most would be the Windsor family itself. The founders of Protestantism were the Windsor family. After all, it was their father, Demian Windsor, who had spread belief in the Moon Goddess.

 

Dana knew Viego had made a flawless response as the head of the Windsor family. It’s annoyingly perfect. Handling it this smoothly can’t be easy. And she also knew that she, who aimed for the deputy head position, had to do the same.

 

It’s okay. I’m used to it. This was something she, as Yeon Dana, was familiar with. In fact, it was one of the things she did best. Turning a blind eye when necessary, pretending not to know when needed. Come to think of it, maybe she had immersed herself in love as Danae Windsor because she was tired of living that way…

 

“Of course, I agree.”

 

But she would never again be that blissfully ignorant fool.

 

“I won’t leave this ship, Brother Viego. I want to stay with you forever.” At least until she ended this possession.

 

“Good decision.” Viego dismissed the matter with that brief remark and handed her a document. “Read this and sign it.”

 

“What is this?”

 

“My wedding witness certificate.”

 

“…”

 

Huh? Dana didn’t immediately understand what he said. What did he say?

 

“What is a wedding witness certificate?”

 

Viego looked at her as though she were an idiot. “It’s a document stating that you’ll serve as a witness who observes and certifies my wedding. You didn’t even know that?”

 

“No, that’s not it.”

 

A wedding? Dana grew confused. Is there another kind of wedding I don’t know about?

 

“Brother, are you getting married?”

 

“I have to.”

 

What? So suddenly? Well, of course he should eventually since he’s the family head, but hadn’t he resisted doing it all this time? It was unbelievable, perhaps because it was so sudden.

 

Viego was thinking about marriage? With whom? No, more importantly… He needs someone to witness and certify the wedding?

 

A lightning bolt of shock struck her, with an eerie current running up her spine. It felt as if two incompatible universes had collided.

 

Viego? Could Viego actually hold a wedding and live a married life? Normally? When he hated touching people so much that he always wore white gloves? At that rate, he wouldn’t even be able to consummate the marriage on the wedding night. No. Dana slammed shut the door of her imagination. Let’s not think that far. That would be rude.

 

Watching her, Viego raised one eyebrow slightly. “Why aren’t you answering?”