SPMB - Chapter 163

SPMB - Chapter 163

My Body Has Been Possessed By Someone

After defeating Orsini, Kanna left the inn immediately.

'It's all over now."

Orsini was poisoned.

She thought it would be successful. Because she knew the guy couldn't reject her.

'It doesn't matter because I've taken the antidote, but he's probably die.'

Suddenly, Kanna's steps stopped.

That was puzzling. Why did she just stop?

What's wrong with that guy dying?

She soon moved her feet again.

'Well. If it's that guy, he might survive.'

Just as the sleeping scent did not work for Sylvien, the medicinal effect may not be fully effective for him either. So he has half a chance to survive.

Perhaps in the future, she might regret not having taken Orsini's life for sure.

Kanna recalled her childhood with him.

"Filth, you must die!"

Orsini caught her as she ran away and hit her.

"Well, I was wrong. Orsini, don't hit me. Sorry."

Kanna was so scared of Orsini back then.

Kanna let out a cold laugh. How could Orsini turn into a dog?

In particular, Orsini was so funny today that it felt like watching a comedy.

Kanna looked down at her hands. That stupid guy couldn't even hold this hand of hers properly.

He handled it with regret and care as if he were handling a glass flower that seemed ready to break at any moment.

'I'm sure you would have noticed.'

From the moment she held his hand, Orsini would have known that she had a plan. Still, he didn't let go.

How can Orsini be this stupid?

The Orsini of the world are destroyed because of a woman. That too was destroyed by the woman he once despised and even believed to be his sister. 

Both Orsini and Kalen are truly foolish.

'It's all over now.'

Kanna sighed and sat down on a park chair. In her luggage, she lifted a red leather house of cards. It was a piece of paper with drawings on ancient alchemy techniques.

Kanna chose two pieces and took them out.

One of these produces strong gusts of wind.

Another made a sharp piece of ice.

If she uses both at the same time, she can make ice pieces rush like arrows.

But she doesn't want to kill anyone anymore.

Kanna raised her head with gloomy eyes.

The person who had been following her for a while has finally revealed himself. Her black cloak blew in the wind.

"...I was just wondering."

Kanna frowned.

Just now, this voice.

"As expected, it was you."

This voice.

She heard it somewhere.

No, but that can't be....

"Divine daughter, Kanna."

The man raised his hand. He slowly lowered the heavily pressed hood.

The next moment, Kanna almost screamed when she saw the man's face.

Moments of scenes pass by quickly was a familiar face.

"You, how?"

Palen Island. Mania. Rye bread. Rachel. Burned at the stake. And...

"Jerome?"

Rachel's guard knight, then the Black Apostle, and finally the man who died at the hands of Raphael.

The man was standing in front of her.

But wasn't he definitely dead?

Kanna clearly saw Raphael's hand piercing his stomach!

At that time, Jerome grinned.

"This is my first time meeting you like this, Kanna."

"What?"

"It's an honor to meet you."

This is his first time? 

Kanna stared at his face in confusion. First time, what does that mean...?

'Oh, no way.'

The next moment, Kanna realized everything. Realization washed over her like a tide.

I see. That's it.

"It was your doll that I met."

"That's right."

What they met on Palen Island, and what died at the hands of Raphael was a doll.

Just as her doll fooled Kalen, Claude, and everyone else, Jerome did the same.

'I can't believe it was a doll.'

Goosebumps ran down her spine. She had no idea. Because she didn't feel anything strange.

But how? 

Making dolls was a high-level art in ancient alchemy. But is there anyone else in this world who can use ancient alchemy other than Kanna?

"It's really a coincidence. I never thought Kanna would be here."

Jerome said with a straight smile. The man in front of her was different from the Jerome in her memories. He was more polite and smoother than the doll.

"It seems that Lady Luck helped me."

"Did you want to meet me?"

"Of course. I was the one who instructed my doll to bring you back then."

It was like that. At that time, Jerome tried to lead her somewhere.

However, he fainted due to her own self-defense medication, and when he woke up, he died at the hands of Raphael.

"Unfortunately, the divine succession interfered..."

Kanna narrowed her brows. What did that man say just now?

"Who interrupted you?"

"The succession of the divine spirit. He's an apostate priest following after you." 

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

To say that Raphael is a success or a divine spirit is nonsense. Kanna was offended by his nonsense.

"You weren't there. What do you know about something like that?"

"I had a connection with my doll. I could see what the doll was seeing."

"..."

Kanna was speechless.

In fact, according to ancient alchemy books, it was written that very well-made dolls could be connected to the body.

However, Kanna could not make a doll of that 'quality'.

'Who the hell is it?'

Who made dolls of that level?

'No, wait a minute.'

Rather, if what Jerome said is true...

If he is connected to the doll and sees Raphael kill it.

And if Raphael is truly the successor of the Divine Spirit.

'Wait a minute, wait a minute.'

Kanna's head was spinning.

So what is Raphael's relationship with the spirit, that is, her biological father?

A temple where only incestuous marriages are allowed. If he is the successor to the leader of the group. Shin-ryeong, there is a high possibility that Raphael is his direct descendant.

'If that's the case, Raphael and I.'

In an instant, a thrilling shock penetrated the top of her head. Her mind went blank, but she gritted her teeth and gathered herself together.

No, not now. Now is the time to focus on the task at hand.

Kanna glared at him, forcing all the shock away.

"So, why did you want to see me? What is your business?"

"It's business."

The corners of Jerome's mouth rose. His face was full of deep joy.

"Would you like to come with me?"

"Why me?"

"I am the Black Apostle."

"I know."

"You too are a Black Apostle."

Kanna stared at him with an expressionless face.

Black Apostle. Members of a group known to worship the Black Mist. However...

'I am the Black Apostle?'

It was the closest to bullshit she's ever heard in her life. Kanna didn't even feel it was worth her reply.

Then Jerome suddenly asked.

"Do you know the origin of alchemy?"

What kind of nonsense is this?

Kanna frowned in annoyance, but he continued speaking quickly without paying attention.

"Alchemy, although it is called alchemy, is actually a greater art than that. It is a very mysterious power that changes the properties of materials and creates new ones."

"What is that?"

"That is not a power of this world. It is the power and knowledge of another world."

"I know. Why are we talking about that now?"

"Do you think there will be any side effects by bringing something from another world into this world?"

Kanna can't figure out what he's talking about.

But it was definitely ominous. Kanna didn't want to hear it.

She feels like a very scary story is coming out.

"In the process of forcibly bringing in things from other worlds, this world becomes damaged. It just cracks."

"So?"

"Foreign substances flow in through that gap. Sometimes things from other worlds pop out. One of them is a phenomenon called black fog."

Kanna bit her lip. Jerome spoke softly.

"In other words, every time alchemy is performed, the cracks in the world increase one by one. A black fog flows through it."

Such inconvenient truths.

"The Black Apostles, known to worship the Black Fog, are all alchemists."

Jerome smiled broadly and pointed at her.

"Like you." 

Damn. 

The swear words were muffled in her mouth.

Kanna clenched her fists. She glared at Jerome as if she were going to kill him. But she couldn't say anything.

"In that sense. Kanna, you can be said to be the strongest of the existing Black Apostles."

Jerome knelt at Kanna's feet. He said, looking up with eyes of reverence.

"You inherited your mother's blood, so you must have her talents. She too was a black apostle."

Ah, mom.

"It was Seon-hee who made my doll."

Mom.

Mom, mom.

Kanna sighed. Her pain was pounding, pressing down on her head.

But now it wasn't that surprising.

She used to be shocked once or twice every time she heard about Seon-hee, but now Kanna just felt helpless and dumbfounded.

"What will I gain if I follow you?"

"We have extensive alchemy materials."

Perhaps because he thought Kanna had been tempted, Jerome hurriedly spoke.

"Most alchemists cannot derive the power of magic stones. So, we looked for another solution. And it worked. I found out how to find and use energy other than magic stones."

His eyes began to burn with maddening heat.

"After endless research, we have developed techniques that will surprise the world. If you come, I will share all the materials with you."

"And?"

"Yes?"

"Of course it won't be free, right? Isn't there something you want from me?"

Kanna seemed to know roughly what they wanted.

"Do you want my blood?"

At that moment, a desire that could not be hidden flashed across Jerome's face. Kanna chuckled.

"What if I don't go?"

Jerome's eyes darkened at those words. However, he gave it out without hesitation as if it was an already predetermined answer.

"We have no choice but to force you to serve us at the risk of being rude."

"Luckily that won't happen."

Kanna stood up.

"Because I also needed a force that would accept me."

".... Are you sure?"

"Huh. I had nowhere to go anyway. You see, I was known to be dead."

Of course, it's a lie.

If she refuses, he will forcefully drag her along, so for now, she plans to let his guard down by pretending to follow him.

Then she will kill him.

Maybe Mom was like that too. 

Kanna was now able to understand one by one the unconventional steps Seon-hee left behind here. 

'I have to kill him.'

There's no way.

Jerome was surprised to see her. That means he didn't know he was alive. Therefore, if she sends Jerome alive, the Black Apostles may track her down.

There is no way those crazy about alchemy would give up her golden blood.

'Because now there is no protective shield called Addis,' 

Kanna held a card depicting a drinking party in her hand. The moment she pricked her finger with the edge and made her bleed.

"...!"

Jerome took a sharp breath. And he quickly took a step back. Could it be that he sensed that she was trying to attack him with alchemy? 

No, it wasn't..

Jerome's eyes were focused beyond her.

Behind Kanna's back.

'Is there anyone?'

There was someone behind her that immediately made Jerome nervous. Kanna slowly turned her body around.

There stood a man.

A man who shouldn't be here right now.

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