There Are Too Many Backstories in This Possession Novel – Chapter 15

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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: TushChen
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Elena’s eyes widened.

“The son of a duke…? Then you’re a young lord?”

I nodded.

“That’s right.”

Elena displayed a hint of doubt for a moment.

“Why is a young lord like you out at this late hour?”

No matter how innocent the saintess was, she seemed to sense a bit of suspicion.

I sighed and held out my hand to Nias.

Nias looked at my outstretched hand, tilted her head, and then,

“Ah.”

She smiled and placed her hand on top of mine like a puppy.

“Ehehe. Tell them!”

Then she showed a bright smile.

I looked at Nias with a pitiful gaze for a moment. Poor thing.

And then I burst out in anger.

“…What are you doing! You idiot!”

“Why, why are you doing this?!”

Nias looked at me with teary eyes as if it was unfair.

“The seal! Give me the seal! I entrusted it to you! You idiot!”

“Ah… yes!”

Nias, as if embarrassed by her misunderstanding, hurriedly took out the seal and handed it to me.

“Get a grip.”

I tried to lightly slap Nias’ forehead.

A bit gently, like usual.

However, at that moment, Elena suddenly intervened and blocked my hand.

“Don’t say such harsh things. No matter how much of a servant she is, she’s a person with her own personality!”

“What?”

Elena looked at me with upright eyes and pushed me relentlessly.

“A person with personality! Those words are an act of tearing apart someone’s personality! Especially when she hasn’t done anything particularly wrong, and you resort to violence!”

“She’s my servant, and whatever I do…”

I frowned and tried to refute Elena.

But before I could finish my sentence, Nias stepped in front of Elena.

“I, I’m fine. The young master is kind… and often helps me! It’s just that I space out a lot!”

Nias desperately tried to protect me.

Seeing Nias showing admirable effort, Elena spoke to her with a kind smile.

“It’s okay. I’ll protect you…”

“Hey. Nias. That’s enough. Elena, was it? Don’t mind it…”

Just as I was about to say something, feeling annoyed,

*Ding!*

Huh?

I stopped speaking for a moment, startled.

Why did it increase?

This level of torment had already been repeated quite a bit.

There was no way Nias’ masochistic tendencies would be satisfied.

‘Wait, could it be…’

I looked at Nias.

Nias had now opened her eyes to a new pleasure.

The situation of someone protecting her while she was being tormented. And the situation where she defends her master who torments her.

“…It’s really okay. My master is a very caring person!”

Nias defended me with a tearful expression.

This could be exploited.

It was time to move Nias’ torment in front of others.

My reputation would gradually worsen, but it had to be done a whopping 10,000 times.

‘This isn’t the time to be picky about the situation.’

Honestly, thinking about my reputation that would be tarnished in the future made my heart ache.

But what could I do?

“Enough of that. Here’s the family seal.”

Resigning myself to not minding what others would think, I held out the seal.

Seeing the family seal with a soaring eagle engraved on it, Elena looked at me with a startled expression.

Trust and distrust were competing within her silver eyes.

“I don’t believe it… but I’ll trust you.”

Fortunately, it seemed that trust had won.

“I’m grateful.”

At my abrupt tone, Elena slightly narrowed her brows.

“…The way you speak doesn’t seem like a young lord.”

I didn’t refute and turned my eyes to Elin.

“Lady Elin. I want to protect you at the temple of Nephthys, but it’s dangerous right now. If it’s alright with you, how about accepting my help?”

“…That.”

Elin’s mouth mumbled.

She seemed to want to say something, but in the end, she nodded.

And for some reason, she glared at me piercingly.

It was probably because I had disrupted her plan.

It seemed that I had instantly gained the hatred of two saintesses, one of a good god and one of an evil god.

“Then are you going to tell the Duke about this matter right away?”

At Elena’s question, I shook my head.

“…No, I won’t tell him. If I tell my father, he will mobilize the army. But they are a secret organization.”

“If a large organization like the army moves, they will all find out… Then it will be harder to catch them. Is that what you mean?”

“That’s right. So I will act personally. You saw it earlier, right? My magic skills.”

I nodded at Elena, whose mind was sharp.

Of course, that wasn’t the reason, and it was simply because all of this was a lie.

If such an organization really existed, it would be faster to tell my father right away and have him lead the army to resolve it.

Who would act personally?

“That’s amazing.”

“I appreciate your understanding. Well then, let’s go to the castle for now.”

At my words, the girls began to move.

I raised my head and looked at the moon.

The moon was already hidden behind the clouds and had become hazy.

It seemed that today’s treasure hunt had to end here.

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In a dark alley where moonlight didn’t reach.

A man was hiding his body in the shadows illuminated by the light, eavesdropping on the conversation.

The man was one of the men who had been chasing the escaped Elin.

It wasn’t originally intended to be like this.

Everything happened due to a coincidence of events.

While chasing Elin, his shoelace suddenly came undone, and as a result, he was late to arrive at the scene.

When the man reached the alley, his colleagues had already caught Elin.

Relieved that they had successfully captured the slave girl, the man smiled and took a step into the alley.

“Fortunately…”

He couldn’t finish saying “they caught her well.”

The next moment, the man saw it.

Another beautiful silver-haired girl who looked exactly like Elin was being held by his colleague Galden.

‘How are there two of them?’

The girl looked exactly like the mirror image of the girl they had captured as a slave.

He was momentarily perplexed and lost for words at the sight that was hard to call a coincidence.

The man’s attention was drawn to that girl, and he belatedly noticed a boy suddenly appearing between Galden and the girl.

The boy looked about 10 years old. Judging by his slightly pale complexion, his health didn’t seem very good.

‘What’s this?’

Faced with the second sudden situation, the man paused for a moment to observe the flow of events.

The boy’s hand touched Galden’s wrist.

Then, without fear, he warned Galden in a slightly bored voice.

“Let go of this hand.”

The organization already had many strong people due to the nature of their work.

Galden was a guy who didn’t lose to anyone in the organization when it came to strength.

A sickly-looking boy like that would surely be crushed like an apple with a single punch from Galden.

“Who are you ordering, you little brat…”

Galden, who already had a fiery temper, shouted angrily.

The man prayed that the path to the end for that fearless boy would not be too painful.

Because Galden’s fist would soon rain down on that boy mindlessly.

However, the next moment, he doubted his own eyes.

The knuckles of Galden’s hand, which had been holding the girl who looked like Elin, twisted backwards one by one with an unpleasant sound.

“Aaaargh!!!”

Galden’s scream, higher than a woman’s, which he had never heard before, echoed through the alley.

Witnessing that sight, the man froze on the spot with a chilling sensation.

‘A mage!’

The man, who had previously served mages in the capital, immediately recognized the boy’s magical level to some extent.

Most mages only had grandiose words, and those who could use powerful magic with practical application were rare.

However, that boy had twisted Galden’s hand without even proper chanting.

Although he looked about 10 years old, he wasn’t a mage commonly seen in villages who could only light candles from a distance.

He was a mage who had reached a considerable level, the kind you would only see in the royal palace!

And the man knew what such a mage was capable of.

The other colleagues who had been holding Elin rushed towards the boy.

They were colleagues he had been with for three years.

The man thought he should stop them to save his colleagues, but…

‘No, no, that’s not it. I can’t risk my own life.’

He cleanly betrayed them.

And he hid outside the alley, lowering his body close to the ground.

As expected, when the boy waved his hand once, the arms and legs of the colleagues who had rushed at him were broken.

As his colleagues fell to the ground in a tattered state, the man applauded his own luck for arriving late.

‘I’ll run away once that boy leaves.’

The man hid his body, thinking that way.

He could faintly hear the conversation between the boy and the girl.

The girl named Elena seemed to be a candidate for a paladin of Nephthys, and she seemed to be planning to take Elin to the temple of Nephthys.

‘That would be troublesome!’

The temple of Nephthys was always protected by armed paladins.

If the temple of Nephthys protected Elin, it would certainly be quite difficult to recapture her.

It wasn’t the time to hide.

He had to quickly relay this information to the boss and do something before those two girls reached the temple of Nephthys.

The moment the man half-raised his body.

“…These guys are also a terrorist group against religion. They hate all religions, whether good or evil.”

What was that about?

“I heard they infiltrated the church of the evil god Yuan as well. Thanks to that, the Yuan church was also nearly destroyed. I heard they showed unnecessary cruelty in the process. Cutting off arms and legs one by one while alive…”

The boy was saying something arbitrary.

“But it’s fine if it’s me. Come with me. I’ll protect you.”

“Protect…?”

There was doubt in the voice of the girl, whether it was Elena or Elin.

And finally, the man heard about the boy’s identity.

“The son of a duke.”

And after some more conversation, the four kids left the alley.

Leonhart didn’t know.

When talking about the identity of the Red Snake, Leonhart spoke in a way that didn’t contradict the development of the settings of the novel.

His pride as an enthusiast couldn’t tolerate the destruction of the setting.

In any work, there are bound to be empty spaces that the author didn’t think of.

And the words Leonhart had uttered fit perfectly into the empty holes of the setting.

The man, who had been keeping a deathly silence, finally stood up from his spot, exhaling heavily.

He felt that something about him had changed, but he couldn’t tell what had changed.

He only felt a slight sense of incongruity.

Yet, the man ran.

The place the man, who had run as if his life depended on it, arrived at was the hideout of the organization disguised as an ordinary merchant association.

Trembling, he entered a room at the deepest part of the hideout.

Creak. Creak.

Inside, the sound of a dagger carving a palm-sized piece of wood was ringing out at a steady pace.

The man making the wooden figurine was sitting on an antique chair decorated with fur.

With red hair that stood out like a lion’s mane, fierce red eyes like a wild beast, and a large, muscular physique that represented his fierce temperament.

He was examining the newly made figurine of a girl when he looked at the man who had run in, drenched in sweat.

“…Lost her?”

At the growling voice, the man who had run in cowered in fear.

Isaac, the boss who led the Red Snake.

His wrath, along with loyalty, was enough to create deep fear in one’s heart.

“…Yes. Bu- but in that situation, it was unavoidable.”

“Unavoidable…”

The man placed the wooden figurine he had been carving on the table.

That wooden figurine uncannily resembled the silver-haired girl.

Isaac slowly stood up and picked up his long sword that he had placed next to the table.

Shing.

Drawing the sharp sword, Isaac moved slowly like a condemned criminal just before execution.

Faced with that chilling pressure, the man froze.

Isaac stood right in front of the man and spoke in a low voice.

“Speak.”

Isaac’s words carried a warning.

If Isaac found the words unconvincing, that sword would slit his throat in an instant.

“Well…”

The man explained diligently.

Why he was late, the kid who looked like a mage, what happened in the alley, the girl who seemed to be a candidate for a paladin of Nephthys, and that the mage kid was a young lord!

“And?”

Isaac brought his sword to the man’s neck.

The man gulped.

The next words would determine his life or death.

“That guy… knew.”

“Knew? About what?”

“…What kind of organization we, the Red Snake, are.”

Silence lingered in the room for a moment.

Only the candle, burning with smoke, swayed coldly.

And the next moment…

“What? How did he know?”

Isaac was surprised and dumbfounded that the true purpose of the organization he had protected for over a decade had been revealed by a boy.

“…I- I don’t know.”

“This is serious. If the Duke finds out…”

“No. That kid… for some reason, he seems to think he can take us on by himself. We can handle it now! Let’s silence him!”

Isaac pondered for a moment at his subordinate’s words.

Then he quickly spun around and picked up the wooden figurine he had placed on the table.

The man then went to a display case and opened its door.

Inside, the man placed the newly carved wooden figurine.

However, soon, that figurine became indistinguishable among the other figurines surrounding it.

Because that cabinet was filled solely with figurines resembling Elena and Elin.

It was a trace of the madness he had harbored for a long time.

“We must kill him.”

Isaac declared, his voice filled with murderous intent.

He had never once failed to keep his declaration.

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