“Wahahaha! It was true?”
Grace burst into hearty laughter at Celonia’s unchanging expression.
Each time Grace clutched her stomach and giggled, the blue earrings she wore jingled, showing how amused she was.
Celonia watched her silently.
“Father said you seemed to have noticed everything, and it was true. So, you knew all along but pretended not to? I knew it when you started using someone else’s body so casually! You have to be this thick-skinned to do something like that, right?”
Grace rubbed her face, as if her cheekbones hurt from laughing so much, and wiped away the slight tears in her eyes.
Seeing Grace come out so brazenly, Celonia sensed it.
‘The preparations are complete.’
They must have finished whatever they were planning to do, to be acting so recklessly now. And to think they dared to come to the Duke’s mansion so confidently.
‘It’s here. The altar.’
The blue eyes within her narrowed gaze flashed sharply.
‘The altar is definitely in this house. Then I should play along. Since they’ve gone this far.’
“You’re slow? I thought you’d catch on sooner, but you really are clueless.”
“……What?”
“So, you thought Macryan’s spell was lifted by chance?”
Celonia stood up from her seat.
Her blue eyes, now positioned higher, looked down on Grace.
“It’s still lifted, you know. So much so that it makes your attempt to recast it pointless.”
“…….”
Grace’s face contorted beyond description. That damn salamander was acting in front of her?!
And to think that it was really that woman’s doing. When did she start suspecting?
“Much longer ago than you think.”
Celonia replied, reading the slight tremor in Grace’s eyes.
“Ha! How can you be so shameless, Princess? Please, tell me.”
Grace, managing her slightly trembling lips, stared straight at Celonia with venomous eyes.
“You already know. There’s no one who can beat you and your father in this field, right?”
“I know? I don’t think so.”
“That body. It’s not yours.”
“Ah, this? Hahaha! It hurts me when you say that.”
Grace stopped laughing abruptly and spoke again.
“You and the owner of this body have enjoyed luxuries you could never have dreamed of, thanks to me, right? And you even got engaged to the Duke, whom you could never have stood next to, so you should think of it as an honor.”
Grace’s face showed no hesitation, as if she truly believed it. Disgusting.
That must be why she committed such acts until now. If she weren’t in that state of mind, she wouldn’t have done it in the first place.
‘But those earrings Grace is wearing.’
Celonia’s gaze kept returning to those earrings.
A faint red light flickered strangely within the sapphire gemstone.
Moreover, she could even sense the energy of Tan emanating from the earrings, though faintly.
‘Flickering? Could it be…….’
“I’ve always been curious. How did you get your hands on the Grand Duke?”
Suddenly, Grace pressed her face close, demanding an answer with her gleaming eyes.
“No, to begin with, a bastard of the late Grand Duke. That kind of story wasn’t mentioned anywhere, was it?”
Celonia’s eyebrows furrowed at Grace’s muttering.
‘That kind of story? Doesn’t that sound like something she read somewhere?’
“Oh dear. I was so surprised by your shameless reaction that I talked too much? Anyway, once I get it back, it will all be mine, so it doesn’t matter what tricks you used.”
“You gave it away as you pleased, and now you want it back? It doesn’t work that way.”
Celonia scoffed at Grace and raised her head.
Grace shrugged and said,
“Things got a little twisted, so it took some time, but think of it as compensation for participating in the subjugation on my behalf.”
“Oh, my lady, what is all this talk…….”
Ella, who had been watching the whole situation, interjected.
The candid conversation between the two, no longer hiding anything, left Ella in confusion.
‘Our lady is using someone else’s body? If my lady isn’t my lady…….’
“Ella, you’re really stupid? A dog that can’t even recognize its owner. Tsk.”
Grace clicked her tongue, looking at Ella with a disgusted expression, as if she were pathetic.
“Gale.”
Just as Grace was about to call Gale to finish things off.
“Kyaaak! What!”
Grace screamed in surprise.
“Ugh……!”
Gale, who had dodged but given up his left arm, groaned.
“You, what the hell did you do to my body!”
Grace raised her voice in disbelief.
Gale, who had appeared silently at her call to strike Celonia from behind, couldn’t do it. What was happening? Celonia, who had been standing calmly until just now, quickly snatched the Holy Sword and slashed Gale.
Everything happened in the blink of an eye.
Even though Gale had been defeated by Ian, he shouldn’t have given up his arm to that girl.
Besides, what is that swordsmanship? When did my body, which couldn’t even hold a sword, become like that……!
“I told you, it’s not your body anymore?”
Celonia smirked at Grace, who was panting.
This body, imbued with the power of Tan, had even faced Macryan equally during the Hunting Festival. Gale’s crude tricks don’t work.
From the moment she saw her acting confidently as if she had something to rely on, she had guessed it. That he might aim for her from behind at any time.
“What are you doing! Can’t you even catch one girl? You pathetic bastard!”
Grace, enraged by the unexpected turn of events, jumped up and down and screamed at Gale.
Celonia stared at the man who had suddenly appeared, Gale.
‘That’s him. The green-haired one.’
His arm, slashed by her Holy Sword, was not only torn long but also had scorched marks as if burned by fire. Whether he was using black magic or not, the Holy Sword had burned his flesh beyond simply cutting it.
Seeing that he had called this guy to aim for her from behind, it seemed he was trying to knock her out and take her to the altar. Following him to find out the location of the altar was also a way, but it was obviously dangerous.
It was then.
“Oh my. It seems our daughter has grown a lot while I wasn’t looking.”
“Ah, my lady…… Ugh!”
Her eyes widened in surprise.
“Ella!”
Galloway was holding Ella from behind, with a knife to her throat.
‘What the hell is going on?’
Unlike Gale, she hadn’t felt any particular energy, but when…….
“Put down the sword. The more you do this, the more this child will get hurt.”
Unlike his gently smiling face, the sword in Galloway’s hand was cruelly digging into Ella’s neck more and more.
“Kkeuek, my lady, I’m okay……!”
Even as blood flowed from her neck and terrible pain surged, Ella shouted with her eyes tightly closed.
Without knowing anything, even after hearing that she wasn’t her lady.
“Come on. My daughter, hurry. You don’t want to see this child die either, do you.”
Galloway’s face, urging her to drop the sword, was one she had never seen before.
A bare face with all the masks peeled off. A murky blue gaze and a mean mouth, as if a dark curtain had been drawn.
His appearance, which didn’t seem human, exuded evil energy and stench. A perfect form of evil, incomparable to the Demon King.
“Who’s your daughter.”
Celonia said, clenching her sword tightly, as if spitting out the words.
‘Should she just strike Galloway right now?’
But since she hadn’t sensed his presence, she doubted whether she could stab him even if she lunged.
If she moved carelessly, only Ella would…….
“Don’t play tricks. The more you stall, the more this child will die.”
“Eu, eueuk……! I’m okay, so run away, my lady……. Kkeuek!”
Galloway put strength into his hand as if he had grasped everything.
Blood flowed from Ella’s torn skin, following the deeper blade, and dripped down, drip, drip.
“Who’s telling who…….”
Celonia laughed in disbelief at Ella’s words to run away and eventually released the strength in her sword-wielding hand.
“Good. Put it down quickly.”
Galloway’s one corner of his mouth rose cruelly, as if satisfied with the sight.
It was that moment. The moment Celonia was about to release each finger to finally drop the sword.
The blue energy surrounding the sword flowed entirely into her body through her palm.
‘What?’
Surprised, she raised her head, but Galloway was just waiting for her to drop the sword.
‘They can’t see this energy in the first place?’
Gale, Grace, and Galloway all showed no reaction, as if they couldn’t see this sight.
Could it be that those who use black magic can’t read the energy of this Holy Sword?
The sword’s blue energy continued to flow into her body without stopping. As if it had grasped the current situation.
Celonia slowly bent her knees. To buy time.
“You’re struggling, aren’t you.”
Grace’s sneer was heard from behind, but without paying attention, Celonia slowly knelt on the floor, and the moment the sword’s energy had completely entered her body.
Thud, she placed the sword on the floor.
“Bind her.”
* * *
“You’ll tell me on your own accord, right.”
“The matter is too important for that. And why are you so talkative when you followed me because you were curious too.”
Macryan, annoyed by Leyev’s constant nagging beside him, raised his head.
Before them lay the magnificent Besin Duke’s mansion.
“I’m watching in case Macryan makes a mistake with Celonia!”
Leyev strongly denied, flaring up.
“As if. I didn’t just come here to satisfy my curiosity either. I heard that story, how could I stay still. I’m worried…….”
Eventually, Macryan came to the Besin Duke’s mansion to find Celonia because of this unknown anxiety.
It wasn’t intentional, but he had heard all of Celonia’s story.
That Galloway Besin was the cause of all this, and that she wasn’t the real Celonia.
And that they were trying to switch souls again now.
Now that he knew all the truth, he couldn’t help but worry since he couldn’t see Celonia.
Anyway, even if she wasn’t the real Besin Princess, the one who had joined them in the subjugation was the current her, wasn’t she?
The woman who had healed his wounds without pretense and offered him meat was ultimately the current Celonia.
“Aish, what if she’s not even home?”
Macryan roughly ruffled his hair and approached the mansion gate.
But the knights who should have announced their visit and guarded the gate were nowhere to be seen.
“Where did they all go?”
He reached out to knock on the door, but the door wasn’t closed. It was open with a small gap.
“What?”
With a strange feeling, Macryan pushed the door open, and the cold air inside blew towards the two.
“…….”
“…….”
At that moment, Macryan and Leyev looked at each other. Because they felt a chilling silence through the open door.
Neither knights nor servants passing through the hallway were visible. There was no one in the mansion.
In the face of an indescribable, bizarre sight, Macryan and Leyev grabbed their swords to prepare for alert.
Thump, thump, thump.
A huge sound that seemed to shake the mansion was heard from somewhere.
“The second floor?”
Macryan’s sharply flashing eyes turned towards the stairs.
The two ran straight to the second floor.