There Are Many Possessors in This Romance Fantasy - There Are Many Possessors in This Romance Fantasy chapter 41

41. Determination

“Me and you. It is a story about escaping alone. Leave this world alone.”

It was someone else who said that with Tina’s face. Currently, it was not Tina or she who borrowed her body to think, speak, and move.

Then the answer is obvious.

“What’s going on with Tina? You? Where are you going, the witch’s personality, who’s borrowing Tina’s body and speaking to her now?”

“That’s…”

I opened my mouth to protest, but nothing followed. Silence, and then silence, followed by a sound of meaningless laughter from somewhere.

“You’re the same. Her Tina’s taking her body and locking her inside her and trying to use her body.”

She was the one who told her the truth and suggested her solution, but she didn’t say a word about her important story.

Froden thought she was weird from the start of her story. Even when her body was taken away by the possessor and her body was manipulated at will, she was the one who kept her senses.

But suddenly a new personality?

Even though it was created in shock, it was strange that it had unfortunately become a witch’s personality.

Doesn’t it fit too, just right?

“You are the possessor who occupied Tina’s body.”

At that, the expression on Tina’s face disappeared. Her achromatic expression gave me goosebumps, as if the witch’s personality, which had her sadness and compassion, had disappeared.

Soon, cold sweat broke out from her back as she looked at her eyes calmly and smiled with only her lips moving.

To say that the atmosphere has changed is not enough. As if the person had completely changed, I felt a sticky feeling of discomfort in the slow movement of my body.

“Really. I wouldn’t dare lie in front of you.”

It was a being that made the other person goosebumps with just his voice.

It’s a voice I’ve always heard, and despite the familiar voice I’ve always talked to, it was a strange sound that made me feel like I was hearing someone else’s voice.

An unpleasant sensation as if scratching the eardrum and piercing the brain.

It was the possessor who took over Tina’s body.

“If I had just accepted it without thinking, I would have acted as Tina and helped her live happily. Sometimes, it’s not that good that she’s so smart, isn’t it?”

I felt sick to my stomach as she crinkled her nose and asked for consent.

“Was everything you said up until now a lie?”

“It can’t be.”

At Froden’s question, the possessed shrugged his shoulders and shook his head.

Looks like a normal person on the outside, on a different level from the last time he ran amok like a crazy b*tch.

On the contrary, it gives me more goose bumps.

“Looks like Froden doesn’t know. She’s a witch, while she maintains her magic, she tries not to lie as much as she can.”

She proudly created a fire around her.

As she felt the pressure of being crushed by the heat of the waves of fire and her mana in the sky, the possessed person opened her mouth.

“The stars hate lies.”

He giggled as if he were telling a funny joke. Her eyes were not laughing at all, although she was arching her back, shrugging her shoulders, and laughing exaggeratedly.

With those calm, deeply sunken eyes, she just stared straight at Froden herself.

From the time she changed her true color until now, all the time.

“Everything I’ve said so far is true. I can’t tell you how I knew it, but there are so many secrets hidden in this world.”

The possessed chair, who laughed heartily, sighed. She let out a short, hidden spark and disappeared.

“It’s also true that if you kill the countess, she will die herself. That’s why I’m trying to stop it.”

Isn’t that face and things too wasteful?

I don’t know if all the witches were frustrated or just s*xually lewd, but there were none who didn’t aim for his body.

His face flushed and his tongue flicked, like a snake licking its lips while watching its prey.

“Just one question.”

“Yeah. Ask me anything. I’ll give you an answer.”

I glanced at the flames, which were dyed blue and looked like waves at first glance.

“Why are you trying to get out of this world?”

That question seemed to please the possessor. Because he was laughing with his mouth torn open.

“I want to live anew in a different world. A world away from my f*cking father is such a f*cking world… I want to go to a world that’s better than this one. It’s okay to move and move. I’m capable of that.” .Because I don’t have to pay attention to anyone anymore. Now, even if I live as I please, no one will say anything! Because now I’m a person who can do anything!”

“So you’re happy? Living by stealing other people’s bodies and being able to support yourself is the only thing that can support you. The way you run away and run away because you don’t like the world. Until you like it. Do you like that f*cking situation of wandering around?”

“You speak your tongue like you’re proud of what you know. Isn’t Froden himself, after all, the same person who occupied someone else’s body? When you remember your previous life, can you say that you are exactly the same person now as you were then?”

I looked at the cat with its sharp claws and mandibles.

The feral cat, who has been hurt and suffered here and there, is about to bite the other person whom he was loving when he starts touching his private parts.

“People change as they grow up. Cucumbers that I couldn’t eat when I was young can now be chewed and eaten raw. Someone changed and came to like flowers that I hated so much. I, who hated sweet things, like someone else Trying to like it in order to eat it.”

The more he talked, the more Froden came to mind. It wasn’t the self in the previous life or anyone else that changed him this much.

It was Tina with an expression full of anger in front of her eyes.

She made herself change. She is her favorite flower and now she has become her own favorite flower.

Her tea, which she often drank, became the tea she drank like water that she could not get out of her mouth.

She picked out her clothes more and more to her liking, and also spent time thinking of jokes she might like her own.

She began to change as she intervened in her life, which she lived solely for herself.

Froden didn’t feel bad about it. Rather, she laughed with delight whenever she saw a picture of herself growing closer and closer to her.

“People change when they fall in love.”

“Don’t f*ck with me. It’s only for a moment.”

At that, Froden laughed. She had no particular reason. She just because she thought of a funny line.

“I feel so sorry for you who don’t know the beauty of love.”

He uttered a famous line passing by in the past life memory library.

A light joke in a serious atmosphere is fine. Is not it?

“Hey, hey…!”

Leaving behind the possessed chair who was stumbling and trying to suppress his emotions, he moved forward.

Once he found out that his identity was not a witch’s personality, but a possessed person, he gave up his hesitation.

He got through the last time he threatened to play with Tina’s life, but now that she knew her condition, he didn’t have to play with her words.

“Stop! One more step from there and this woman’s life is gone!”

The possessor held out his bloody neck and threatened with his life again with his magic awl.

Froden stopped in her tracks and looked back at her.

Her eyes, which had been cool and quiet until just now, were shaking aimlessly.

The image of her trying hard to calm down her emotions and threatening her by acting out of harmony is gone, and she remains as a childless girl.

“Why… Why? Why are you doing that? I’m making you happy? Why are you saying that I’ll help you get out of this f*cking world and f*ck this body you want? Why!”

Seeing her screaming as if screaming, at first glance, she looked pitiful.

To see a person who has never had anything and who has never had anything, but when he tries to win something with power, he doesn’t go his way and uses evil.

Froden only laughed, let alone her emotion of anger.

The feeling of compassion was a luxury for the possessed. How many innocent lives she killed and how many people she suffered because of her selfish actions.

Pity was not a word to use at such times.

Her The only thing that suits her is ridicule.

“I don’t just want Tina’s appearance. She loves her inside and outside as well as who she is. She’s not a fake like you, just covered in her skin.”

At those words, the possessed chair collapsed like a broken heart, losing strength from his body.

There was no emotion in her eyes as she stared into the void.

Seeing the possessed chair muttering and letting go of everything, Froden quietly raised his sword and aimed it at the air.

After thinking about her for a moment, Froden put her sword back on her back and moved her steps toward the countess, with her still sitting behind her.

The Countess did not run away or hide.

A countess sitting in the air above the magic circle and drinking tea elegantly.

Perhaps the magic was right before it was activated, it was shining with a hideous purple light.

“Welcome, son-in-law. This is the first time we’ve met, isn’t it?”

At the time she visited the countess, Froden would only see her countess from afar.

She was thoroughly satisfied with her temperament, which kept her distance from outsiders, and thought that it was fortunate that she did not see her.

“Enough with the nonsense, witch. Apparently, the magic has not yet been completed.”

If you have completed the magic, you won’t be drinking tea like this leisurely.

At that, the Countess smiled gracefully. Only unpleasant feelings rose from the Countess’ generous smile at her little child.

“Are you here to kill me?”

“I think you’ve roughly guessed. Isn’t that why you’re preparing magic to turn back time?”

“You’re right. This time, the price was definitely prepared and we were proceeding.”

She stared blankly into space this time with a self-deprecating smile.

“I killed my family to collect the souls, and even made another child to prepare for the price. It’s still good to my ears.”

A self-deprecating laugh soon turned into a goosebumps face. Her eyes and mouth curled abnormally, and disgusting emotions flowed out.

It was a smile that made the viewer feel sick.

“I will never forget the faces that looked at me as I was dying with a face of despair, a face of disbelief, a face full of betrayal, and a determined face to believe until the end. Haang.”

The sight of the countess touching her groin while shaking her body was not normal for anyone to see.

She was already crazy.

“Damn it, if it weren’t for that b*tch who wouldn’t mind chewing on it. Time would have been going backwards already.”

“Tina has had a miserable life because of you. Can’t she let go of her now?”

“Heh. That b*tch already doesn’t care. By the b*tch I’m talking about the other b*tch that’s occupying that body, trembling like a rabbit.”

“You knew the possessor.”

Instead of answering, the Countess trembled as much as she could. A clear liquid flowed down her leg, visible under her skirt.

She created a sight that made her frown. She herself said that she had become refreshed. She returned with a smile earlier.

“There’s no way she wouldn’t know that she’s acting completely different from what she usually does. She’s my child after all.”

“You talk about Tina as a child with that disgusting tongue. It’s disgusting.”

I don’t think we need to talk anymore.

Froden pulled out the Walpurgis from his waist. Froden, who was accustomed to using magic and activating Walpurgis, moved toward the Countess.

“You know that my magical energy has run out and I can’t resist.”

The wish of the stars was also a type of magic that was triggered based on the caster’s magical power.

Without magic, that witch is no different from an ordinary person.

“We are not the ones who fit this story. The happy ending only comes when the villain leaves.”

“Does that sound like you’re a villain too?”

“That’s right. I’m a stranger in this world and more like a foreign object.”

“Doesn’t it make you sad that you can’t meet Tina?”

“…Tina will have a happy ending without me.”

“You say things you don’t mean to say. Yes, no matter how you act, it’s your son-in-law’s heart. Do what you want.”

The witch opened her arms to meet her teeth in front of her eyes.

Froden brandished her sword without hesitation.

Her body plummeted to the ground as her blood gushed out and her neck was blown cleanly.

Losing her master, the magical energy in the magic circle scattered and the vicious purple light disappeared.

At the same time, the world stopped, and preparations for the ending began.

The wishes the witch had made were gnawing at her body and placed in place of her body.

The serpent of letters made up of countless desires and letters coiled around and slithered around with wishes.

In my fading consciousness, I felt someone running from afar.

“…..Loden!”

Hearing that familiar voice, he let go of his consciousness.