I’m Trying to End This Possession Chapter 80

This is unreasonable. Everyone is treating her like a fool. Because no matter how much people bullied her, Allice just endured it. Had they started thinking of her as a punching bag?

 

I can’t stand this anymore. She didn’t want to keep living like a fool who just got pushed around. And she didn’t want to keep suffering like this in the monastery either!

 

Fortunately, that afternoon, Miona came to visit the monastery.

 

“Miona, I feel so wronged.” Allice sobbed as tears streamed down her face in Miona’s arms. “You know what happened in the Windsor territory. That wasn’t my fault. Sister Dana pinned everything on me…”

 

“Of course she did! Aah, poor Allice.”

 

Miona pulled Allice into a hug. Comforted in her maid’s embrace, Allice continued whining.

 

“Sister Dana is so scary…”

 

And then there was the crown prince too. Why had Raios allowed Allice to go to the monastery? He had said he missed her unbearably and had even brought her out of the monastery. Why had he changed his mind so quickly and sent her back?

 

Only one thing had happened in the meantime! Ever since the day Sister Dana went riding with him to the hunting grounds, he’s been acting strange. The moment she recalled it, anxiety welled up inside her again, making her burst into tears.

 

What had happened between Sister Dana and him in that forest? What could have happened that Sister Dana’s scent had lingered so deeply on his chest? How could Sister Dana shake another woman’s man so completely?

 

I hate it. I truly hate it. I can’t keep putting up with this forever. She could not remain like this. That conviction alone grew firmer.

 

“Miona.”

 

That was why Allice could finally say what she had been thinking about all this time without hesitation.

 

“Could you pretend to be me and stay in the monastery?”

 

“…Huh?”

 

“Pretend to be me and live in the monastery for me, please? I just can’t take it anymore.”

 

Had it been completely unexpected? Miona’s expression froze.

 

“B-But Allice, that’s a bit…”

 

At that moment, Allice became annoyed with Miona. She couldn’t even grant such a small favor? As my friend? No, as my maid? Besides, if not for Allice, Miona would have ended up out on the streets as a beggar. Yet she dared to be so ungrateful that she couldn’t even do this much?

 

“Allice, but the priestess will notice.”

 

“The priestess assigned to me changes every day anyway… Besides, we can just get a wig. Or dye your hair.”

 

“S-Still…”

 

“What if Sister Dana steals His Highness while I’m gone? Sob, Miona, please help me…” Allice broke into loud sobs.

 

Given the situation, Miona had no choice but to say this. “A-Alright. I’ll pretend to be you.”

 

“Thank you, Miona!”

 

“By the way, could you do one favor for me in return?”

 

“Huh?”

 

“…One of his clothes…”

 

“Huh?”

 

“Lo-Lord Carl’s clothes… bring me one. Anything. Something that still has his scent on it. Underwear would be even better. Okay?”

 

A chill instantly ran down Allice’s spine. She must be crazy. Did she seriously like my dad?

 

It wasn’t all that surprising. Since childhood, Allice had seen many women around Carl’s age fall for him, sending him love letters and chasing after him. Still, she had never expected Miona to be one of them.

 

That’s creepy. Why does she want Dad’s underwear? No matter how young and handsome Allice’s father was, how could she make such a request?

 

What a pervert. Gross. Revolting. She must be insane. But… If I just bring her that, I can get out of the monastery, right? Allice thought about it for a moment before making up her mind. Fine. What’s the big deal about bringing one piece of clothing? Dad had plenty of clothes anyway! Besides, Miona’s love can never come true. If giving her a piece of clothing would comfort her, then that wasn’t so bad. It would ease Miona’s unrequited love, so wouldn’t that ultimately be a kind and charitable thing to do?

 

“Okay. I’ll do it.”

 

“Kyaa! Thank you, Allice!”

 

Because doing good deeds for a friend is what true friendship is all about!

 

* * *

The next day, Viego Windsor returned from his business trip. After his return, Ignis Windsor brazenly barged into the first vassals’ meeting.

 

“I didn’t realize Windsor’s standards had fallen this low.” Ignis casually took a seat, propped both feet up on the table, and bit into an apple with a crunch while grinning crudely. “I heard rumors that Danae Windsor had been coming and going from the vassals’ meeting, but to think it was true. No matter how direct-line she is, isn’t it a bit inappropriate for a woman to enter the meeting room?”

 

As always, his attitude was that of a vulgar delinquent.

 

Dana replied calmly. “I am not attending as a member of the direct family. I am attending as a member of this meeting.”

 

At once, Viscount Manus jumped in from the side. “That’s correct. Lady Danae has even been given her own office by the patriarch, Lord Ignis.”

 

Ignis’s eyebrows furrowed at that.

 

Undeterred, Viscount Manus launched into a lengthy speech. “To speak of the lady’s recent achievements, she devised compensation measures for the moonlight flower market crash and preserved the Windsor family’s credibility. She got Windsor checks that had been rejected by Liten Bank accepted again within 2 days. She eliminated the individual who committed insubordination in Windsor territory. And she swiftly identified dormant rotten land before it could spread into a greater disaster, thereby elevating the Windsor family’s prestige among the territory’s residents—”

 

“Shut up, Viscount Manus. You’re talking about things I don’t care about.” Ignis picked at his ear and smirked. “To my ears, all that sounds like is proof that you are incompetent. How incompetent must you be to let a woman handle such matters?”

 

Viscount Manus’s lips trembled. It looked as though he desperately restrained himself from condemning Ignis for saying such things when he himself was nothing more than a wastrel who had abandoned the family.

 

“The patriarch is entering!”

 

At that moment, Viego Windsor entered the meeting room. Perhaps he had been buried in work until this very hour. He was still dressed in the same immaculate suit, with not a single hair out of place. The moment he sat in the seat of honor,

 

“Patriarch, may I make a suggestion before the meeting begins?” Ignis immediately raised his hand. “There is something I think the vassals should discuss.”

 

Madman. Every vassal’s face reflected the same thought. That he’s a madman, nutcase, complete psycho. Yet no one was surprised. This sort of disruption had been expected from the moment they heard Ignis de Windsor, the scoundrel of the Windsor family, was returning.

 

“Put them down.” At that moment, Viego spoke quietly. “Take your feet off the desk.”