SPMB - Side Story Chapter 7

SPMB - Side Story Chapter 7

My Body Has Been Possessed By Someone

[ Sylvien POV]

"Help me!"

Cold. It's cold. I feel like I'm freezing...

"Help me!"

Nothing touches his feet. He was afraid of that and struggled and struggled.

But it's no use. If things continue like this, he will soon subside. Down, to the bottom of this ice lake...

Every time he screams out of fear, the water rushes in.

He stretched out his hand. To the woman, to the woman who is watching him.

"Help me!"

***

'And...'

As soon as he opened his eyes, laughter came out. Sylvien giggled.

How long has it been since this was the first nightmare he had?

However, seventeen-year-old Sylvien erased the traces of the nightmare by wiping the sweat from his forehead. He immediately pulled the cord at his bedside..

After a while, his aide came in.

"Did you call me, Your Excellency?"

"What happened to her?"

"As you commanded, in the basement..."

"Thank you for your effort. I'll be there right away, so get ready."

"Yes, Your Excellency."

Sylvien smiled softly. A gift is waiting. Is that why? 

He thinks it will be a pleasant day.

***

Sylvien loved her nanny. No, she loved him. The nanny cared for and loved him on behalf of his mother. It's been 6 years since that nanny disappeared.

Finally, he found her.

"Please, please save me."

The nanny, reunited after six years, cried and clung to Sylvien's feet.

"Master, it's Emma, it's Emma. The master's nanny. This is Emma, who took care of you even before you were a toddler."

"Yes, Nanny. Of course, I remember."

Sylvien stroked the nanny's graying hair.

"Then why are you crying like this? Do you think I might kill you?"

Even saying it was funny.

"Of course, I will kill the nanny."

Horror appeared on the nanny's face. Sylvien said without much emotion.

"Don't feel resentful. Didn't the nanny try to kill me too?" 

"Master, back then, I...."

"I know who instigated this act. He's the Marquis of Alswein, right?"

At those words, the color finally drained from the nanny's face.

"The Marquis has been hiding it well all this time. It took six years to find Emma."

"Young Master....."

"Did you hear that the Marquis died in a carriage overturning accident some time ago?"

Sylvien raised the corners of his mouth.

"Actually, I killed him."

In the end, the nanny bursts into tears.

"Forgive me, Master! Please, you don't know how much I regret what happened that day!"

Suddenly, a faint look of boredom appeared on Sylvien's face. It was different than he thought.

This is the moment he's been looking forward to so much......

'That's not fun.'

She dealt with the forces that had tried to kill him, including the Marquis of Alswein.

It took 6 years to get to this point.

Nanny Emma was deliberately left until last. What can he say, it was just some kind of commemoration. Because she was the woman who first showed him what betrayal was.

So he thought it would feel good to decorate her one last time...

"Please, Master, have mercy."

It's not even fun. There is no emotion. Far from being exhilarating, it wasn't enjoyable at all.

"Mercy. After all, mercy is a noble virtue."

Sylvien raised his lowered body. After looking at her one last time, he smiled.

"I'll consider it."

"Thank you! Thank you, Master!"

After escaping from prison, he gave an order to his secretary.

"Kill her."

"Yes."

"Oh, and keep the prison clean. I think we'll have a new guest arriving this evening."

"If he is a new guest......?"

"You are a distinguished guest from the main shrine. Get ready."

"All right."

A moment later, the nanny's screams rang out from behind. His hum came out as if he was appreciating a piece of beautiful music.

He feels good.

It had to be that way.

Today was a monumental day in which he succeeded in eliminating everyone who had betrayed him during his childhood.

'Now I have to make a new start.'

Did they say that the name of the successor of the divine spirit was Raphael? 

He was a perfect opponent for a new start.

***

[Name: Raphael. Age: 17]

Known to be the son of the divine Arzenian, but this is uncertain.

They say he was raised in a secret space inside the World Tree. So there are rumors that he is less socialized and civilized.

[Handsome. But there was a bit of a strange angle. Should we say that the subject of men is sexy?

Sorry. This is it. Still, donations should not be reduced. We're partners, right? Love you. You know how I feel, right? Side by side!]

What's this?

Inside the carriage heading to the slums, Sylvien frowned as he looked through the documents.

This was a report personally written by Prince Argon, the head of the intelligence organization he sponsored...

This was the worst information he'd ever purchased from him.

'But. Because Great Hall was a very closed place."

Moreover, since it is said to have grown inside the World Tree, it is understandable that there is no information about him.

Sylvien tapped the document.

'He's a less civilized boy.'

Sylvien thinks he has a bit of an animal-like side to him...

***

Sylvien's hunch was correct.

Inside the alley covered in red. There was an animal-like boy who had finished hunting

Drop, drop. 

Drops of blood fall from the boy's dangling fingertips. Even his slow breathing seemed to smell like blood.

Sylvien held his breath.

That guy is the successor of the divine spirit, Raphael.

In that case, he would have been the closest human to God, but Sylvien would have believed him to be a devil from hell. The bodies of the executioners scattered in this alley must have been torn to pieces by his fingertips.

"Who are you?"

The boy opened his lips. The voice was like a shell.

"Are you here to take me to the Great Hall too?"

'If I say 'yes' here... He's going to try to tear me up too.'

Sylvien was sure.

"I am here to protect you."

"Protect?"

The boy tilts his head as if he heard an unfamiliar word. 

"Why you?"

"Excuse me. It's too late to say hello. I am Sylvien Valentino, matriarch of the Valentino family." 

Then he bowed politely and spoke.

"The Valentino family is descended from ancient paladins. How can we turn a blind eye to a priest who has overcome the absurdity of the Great Temple?" 

Sylvien just blurted out whatever came out.

"Let's go to my mansion. Valentino will protect you from the Great Temple."

As he finished speaking, he smiled like the most sincere believer in the world. And he thought.

'I'm sure he won't follow me.'

But it doesn't matter. He will take him by force.

After subduing him and breaking his ankles, cutting the tendons, and crumpling them into the carriage.

'I should lock him in the dungeon of the mansion.'

It becomes fun to imagine. He knows it's in bad taste, but Sylvien really enjoyed subduing someone who was arrogant. He also loved defeating strong opponents.

'Yeah, that would be fun.'

A very beautiful boy of his age who tore the executioners like paper. There has never been an opponent like this before.

The growing anticipation and desire to win was enough to send shivers down his spine. It's sure to be a lot of fun trampling.....

"Yes."

Raphael nodded.

"Good."

"Yes?"

"That's good."

Sylvien looked at him blankly. He was completely speechless.

Is he going? Really?

"Do you want to?"

"Yes. Where should I go?"

Sylvien pointed to the carriage behind. When he saw the obedient boy, he felt like a kidnapper kidnapping an innocent child.

'Why are you riding so obediently?'

Not fun...... No, suspicious.

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