SPMB - Chapter 180

SPMB - Chapter 180

My Body Has Been Possessed By Someone

The butterfly mask that had been sheltering in a safe place appeared. This time it was not an illusion but a reality.

"Is Orsini really dead?"

This was a trap to eliminate Orsini Addis from the beginning.

Orsini was a very great enemy to the Black Apostles and someone who must be eliminated someday.

Just in time, he discovered the target's weakness and created a trap.

Funnily enough, his weakness was women.

"Really."

Butterfly Mask approached Orsini's body and examined it.

"You, too, are such a pathetic man to fall for such a trivial trap and die."

He's throwing his life away for a woman who despises him so much.

Butterfly Mask sneered and tapped Orsinj on the cheek. Orsini's face turned helpless as he ended his life.

Just a moment ago, he was the Black Apostles' most powerful enemy, but now he was nothing more than a piece of meat.

It's also a very useful corpse.

"Take Orsini's body. Since he just died, his body must be full of holy power. It's the best material for experiments."

Butterfly Mask stood up and smiled brightly.

"Are all the other apostles dead?"

"Yes. I am the only one who survived."

"The sacrifice was great."

Really, a lot of sacrifices were made.

It's not just the Black Apostles who are dead now.

Even the meeting location was made public to lure Orsini into a trap. Even the black apostles who went there had to be sacrificed.

"I sacrificed nearly a hundred Black Apostles just to kill one Orsini. Really..."

Butterfly Mask's voice suddenly cut off.

Goosebumps rose up the back of his neck. A feeling of death that seemed to be tearing out the hair of his head washed over him like a tidal wave.

"Hiiii!"

The Black Apostle screamed as he tried to collect Orsini's body. He took a step back.

“Ah, ah..!”

That was the will.

The next moment, his body was shattered into pieces. Drops of blood exploded in all directions and splashed onto the cheeks of the butterfly mask.

"This..."

The corners of the butterfly mask's mouth trembled.

"Why are you here, Alessandro Addis?"

"I came looking for you."

Drop, drop. 

Drops of blood fell from Alessandro Addis' sword.

He said, staring at the butterfly mask.

"Get your hands off my son."

"Of course. Of course, I should. Calm down."

Butterfly Mask raised both hands and quickly stepped back. Then he quickly wrapped his arms around Kanna's neck.

"I'm going to put my hands on your daughter instead."

"Please save me."

Kanna starts crying.

That was the end.

Alessandro's sword cut straight through her chest, even piercing the chest of the butterfly mask standing behind it.

Two people were impaled on one blade. Alessandro immediately drew his sword and held the two people in his arms.

Ignoring the dead Kanna leaning against his chest, Alexandro grabbed the collar of the butterfly mask. He ripped off the mask.

"..."

Alexandro's brows narrowed. It was a familiar face.

The gentleman with the butterfly mask removed grinned.

"I got caught... My master will be in trouble."

Then the wind blew.

Passyuk.. 

Kanna and the butterfly mask's bodies crumble into the sand. The two dolls, which were just clones of someone, returned to dust.

Alessandro lowered his sword. Then he knelt down and examined his son's condition.

Alessandro soon came to the same conclusion as the butterfly mask.

"He's dead."

Orsini is dead.

The heart stopped and the spark of life went out. It was a clear death without a doubt.

This was the end of Orsini Addis.

He died at this moment, today.

If he hadn't been here, his life would have ended like that.

"I'm glad Seon-hee cursed me with eternal life."

Alexandro muttered softly and stretched out his hand to him.

"Because I can share my life with you."

***

Orsini opened his eyes. He took a sharp breath.

"Huh."

He straightened his back up. He looked around him.

It was a hunting ground littered with blood and corpses.

Surely he must become part of those corpses...

Orsini looked down.

The clothes were torn in places and covered in blood. But there are no injuries. There was no pain. No, rather, it seemed to be overflowing with power.

For a moment, Orsini was startled.

The right arm moved.

He stared blankly at his right arm and muttered.

"Father?"

Why, why did those words come out?

He looked around.

But there was no one here.

***

An hour after arriving at the castle, Yeon-woo still hasn't woken up. Kanna left him in Wren's room.

"He's just talking in his sleep. What did he say? Tick tock?"

"Tick tock?"

"Yes. He sleeps while muttering strange things."

That's the sound of the second hand of a clock moving. 

'Why are you making that noise?'

Kanna tapped her fingers on the tabletop.

'I mustn't get too close.'

First of all, his life was in danger, so she saved him. But she knew that Kanna should not go any further than that.

'There is a high possibility that the reunion with Yeon-woo was the work of the Black Apostle.'

It was no coincidence that Yeon-woo appeared in front of her. It must have been a stage prepared by someone.

'I'm sure they thought I would keep him close and take care of him.'

So Kanna should stay away from it.

"For now... Teach him the Western Continent Ianguage, and teach him self-defense and swordsmanship."

Then Wren said very arrogantly.

"I am very expensive. Can you afford it?"

"How much is it?"

"I should get at least this much."

He spread out five fingers.

"Are you a bully?"

"I told you, right? I think it's expensive."

He raised the corners of his lips and smiled secretly. He lowered his head and whispered.

"Or, you can continue where you left off earlier."

"The one that stopped a while ago?"

"Do you remember when you climbed on top of me?"

He looked at her face with curious eyes.

"If you continue your work after that, I don't need money. No matter what you tell me to do, I follow it like a dog."

"I don't need a bastard like you."

"I said dog, I didn't say bastard."

"Oh my, did you do that?"

Kanna responded slyly, but it wasn't like that on the inside.

This kid's ransom is huge. The job of mercenary seemed amazing once again. 

'It's a problem that can be easily solved by making gold through alchemy.'

For that reason, Kanna had no intention of creating a rift in the world. Kanna decided to get rid of all her valuables.

"Okay, I'll pay this all at once when I get back. Let's write a contract."

After sending Wren away, Kanna sighed and stood in front of the mirror. She then came up with her most fundamental question.

'Who knew, how did they bring him here?'

Who in this world knows Yeon-woo?

Unless they share her memories, there's no way they'll know.

... For a moment. Unless they share memories?

There was such a thing.

Lee Joo-hwa. A being that possessed her own body. But there are no Joo-hwa in this world.

But if we assume that Joo-hwa came here...

The moment Kanna thought that the hanging around puzzles that had been begun to fit together.

A genius lawmaker from the Eastern Continent who appeared three years ago.

A doctor who cured the Empress's skin disease using alchemy. A person who knows Yeon-woo's existence.

For a moment, Kanna got goosebumps.

'If the Joo-hwa is returned, all circumstances are correct.'

Kanna's head was pounding and it hurt.

Joo-hwa, if she really came here...

Who brought her here and how?

'It must be the Black Apostle.'

Black apostles who draw on the power of other worlds. Maybe they know how to attract people from other worlds.

'But it won't be easy.'

If it were easy to attract people from other worlds, dozens or hundreds of people would have been brought in long ago and their blood would have been used as material.

'It would be very difficult to attract people from other worlds. It would be impossible unless certain conditions were met.'

But, well, if they have good ingredients, it's a different story. An excellent ingredient that can bring out the power of alchemy.

For example, if it is blood from a foreign body.

'If it's my blood...'

If they use that as an ingredient, it may be possible to attract Joo-hwa.

There was a moment that suddenly occurred to her.

When entering the main temple for the ceremony of breaking the marriage with Sylvien, blood had to be offered.

'Did the Black Apostle steal my blood and use it?'

They must have dragged Joo-hwa here and tricked her. Just like Jerome had tricked Kanna.

Assuming that the blood of the Joo-hwa was obtained and used in alchemy.

This also explains why the black fog has worsened over the past three years.

Everything fit perfectly.

At that time, the door burst open. Kanna turned around in surprise.

"What are you?"

It was Orsini. He quickly walked over and snatched Kanna's wrist.

"Your fingers are stuck."

"Of course, it sticks. Why did you want me to get cut off somewhere?"

"I saw a woman who looked just like you."

Kanna's face became blurred. She saw a woman who looked exactly like her?

'It must be my doll.'

Now she was completely sure. There was no doubt.

'Making a doll requires high-quality materials equivalent to my blood'

This is possible if it is the blood of a Joo-hwa which is the same foreign substance. Joo-hwa has returned to this world.

But making dolls is the knowledge of ancient alchemy...

Among the materials Seon-hee left behind for the Black Apostles, there seemed to be a recipe for making dolls. And Orsini would have realized by this time that it was alchemy, the special skill of the Black Apostle.

He grabbed Kanna roughly by the collar. He glared with fierce eyes.

"When you ran away from Riven Island, something that looked like you pretended to be dead. We even had a funeral with it. It's probably similar to the fake I met today."

As expected, be noticed it.

"Where did you get the fake person who pretended to be you on Riven Island?"

"..."

"Are you a Black Apostle?" 

Kanna glared at him and then laughed.

"Then what are you going to do?"

Orsini's mouth hardened. His eyes fluttered violently.

"Actually, I am the Black Apostle. I approached Orsini Addis intending to tear you to death... What if I say that?"

Kanna smiled softly.

"Answer me. If I'm going to kill you someday, what are you going to do?"

It wasn't a question she asked because she didn't know. Because she knows the answer anyway.

"If I were the Black Apostle, this time you would be able to kill me."

Kanna smiled sadly.

"But guess what? Sorry for you, but I am not a Black Apostle..."

The next moment, he roughly grabbed Kanna's collar and pulled her up.

"..."

Their lips collided.

No. It's almost collided.

Just before he reached it, he stopped. And he pushed her onto her back. Kanna, who flinched behind him helplessly, was momentarily taken aback when she saw Orsini's eyes.

He was angry, like a man whose soul had been robbed. She couldn't understand the angry look in his eyes.

Orsini took a step back.

Like a person who has seen a devil come up from hell, or like someone who has seen the apocalypse that will bring the end of the world, they turn pale and take a step back.

Then he kicked down the door and walked out.

It looked like he was running away.

From her.

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