ITETP Chapter 123

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Come with him? At that moment, Dana felt a sharp tug at the back of her head. Rumie’s face, suggesting they go together, was too nonchalant, as if nothing had happened between them. His casualness fueled her anger even more.

 

And what? He planned to attend the ceremony? Doesn’t he know what happens if you attend the ceremony?

 

Rumie probably said so because he didn’t know. But that was as far as she was willing to go. She had no duty or loyalty to warn him.

 

“I’ll have to think about it.”

 

So Dana acted just like him. As usual, as if nothing had happened. As if last night meant nothing.

 

“My legs are a bit sore from exploring the island with Lady Jane since early this morning, Brother.”

 

And she called him brother. Since Rumie seemed to dislike the word, Dana emphasized it even more.

 

“Ah, is that so?” Rumie then smiled even brighter and patted her head. “You did look quite exhausted last night. Perhaps it’s best to rest.”

 

That damn b*stard.

 

“I’m not sure if I got a good night’s sleep, Brother. Perhaps I had a nightmare last night?”

 

Not to be outdone, Dana retorted, and Rumie burst into laughter. It seemed like he found it amusing and annoying at the same time.

 

At that moment, High Priest Nathelion intervened. “Have you visited the Giants’ Tombs yet?”

 

“Huh?”

 

“Those peaks over there.” Nathelion pointed. Towards the huge twin peaks rising starkly at the center of the island. “Those are the Giants’ Tombs.”

 

“…”

 

Dana quietly stared at the priest. Was this a joke? Or a prank? But Nathelion spoke with a face so serious.

 

“According to the scripture, the now extinct race of giants also worshiped the great moon goddess Daiana.”

 

“Ah.”

 

“Especially those tombs. They belong to the giant brothers blessed by Daiana. It’s said that they were so powerful that they defeated thousands of barbarian soldiers.”

 

“…”

 

What nonsense, and to say such a thing with a reverent expression… Well, deifying nature is common in the world in which I lived before.

 

At that moment, Jane, who had been sneakily watching Rumie, cautiously spoke up. “Lo-Lord Rumie, wi-will you, re-really, attending, the special ceremony?”

 

“Yes. Since the high priest recommended it, so of course, I should attend.”

 

“I-I plan t-to attend, as well.”

 

“That’s good to hear, Lady Jane.” His expression and laughter were so gentle that Jane’s ears turned bright red.

 

What a joke. Dana found Rumie simply loathsome. Hiding his filthy nature with such a nice wrapper. After all, she had been deceived by that shiny packaging for a long time too.

 

“Then I’ll see you at the ceremony, Lady Jane.” With those words, Rumie and the high priest passed by.

 

Jane watched Rumie’s departing figure with a dreamy expression.

 

Poor thing. She’s completely smitten with that handsome b*stard…

 

“H-He has, a v-very good, s-seed.’

 

“Pardon?”

 

“Lo-Lord Rumie. A v-very excellent, and superior s-seed.”

 

Dana didn’t immediately understand what she meant. Seed? What was that supposed to mean…? Surely not.

 

“T-That’s why, I-I hope, h-he spread, a l-lot of it. Be-Bearing, Lo-Lord Rumie’s seed, wo-would be, an ho-honor.”

 

Dana was taken aback. Was she really speaking in that context? Seriously?

 

“I-I wish, I co-could have, that ho-honor too.” Jane then drooped her shoulders as if in melancholy. “Bu-But I’ve he-heard, Lo-Lord Rumie is stingy, with s-spreading his s-seed. It’s a huge, lo-loss to the world.”

 

The sheer creepiness of that statement made Dana feel like she might throw up. Was she really saying that? And why do I need to know such useless information? Dana had absolutely no interest in knowing whether Rumie was generous or stingy with spreading his seeds.

 

Dana was once again struck by the realization that this woman—and the people on this island—were fanatical followers of the Daiana Church. And they probably think I’m one of them, which is why they’re being so candid. Since Dana was the lady of the Windsor family, who spread Daiana’s teachings, they trusted her and revealed their true selves.

 

As she thought like that…

 

“B-But.” Jane suddenly grabbed Dana’s hand. “Yo-Your hands, are, really pretty.”

 

“…!”

 

Dana tried to pull away, but Jane’s grip was unexpectedly strong.

 

“Yo-your fingers are so slender and pretty, your hands are soft, and your nails too… Huh?”

 

“Let go, Jane.”

 

“Y-You cut, your nails?” Jane mumbled with a dull look in her eyes. “Strange, I swear I saw your nails were long until yesterday.”

 

“…!”

 

Dana forcefully shook off Jane’s hand.

 

“Lady Jane, what is this rudeness?”

 

“So-Sorry, I-I’m just…”

 

“I don’t need your apologies. You’re truly unpleasant. I don’t wish to associate with you again, so stay away from me.”

 

Dana turned away coldly. Her heart raced from the shock. She had heard about Jane being socially inept due to her secluded life at the manor, but to act like a lunatic…

 

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After that unpleasant incident, Dana continued to explore the church. She carefully examined the faces of the passing priestesses. Not here. The girl who looked like a mix of herself and Ignis. She couldn’t find that priestesses anywhere.

 

In the end, Dana returned to her room that night without any discoveries. She then flopped down on the sofa. I don’t know. I’ve done enough.

 

It had been almost 7 years since she became Danae Windsor. Suddenly, a girl who looked exactly like her appeared. It was natural to be curious. So, she tried to find out.

 

That’s enough. She had no intention of spending more energy on this. Therefore—

 

Crackle…

 

Huh?

 

Crackle, crackle…

 

What was that noise? Was there a mouse in the room?

 

Dana picked up the lantern. The moment she stepped into the dark bedroom where the sound was coming from.

 

“…!”

 

She found someone. Someone was crouched next to the bed, rummaging through the trash can and nibbling on something…

 

“La-Lady Dana.”

 

It was Jane. Again, it was Jane. Jane was there!

 

“Y-You see.”

 

Despite being flustered, Jane clasped her hands, continuing to nibble on something. It was…

 

My… nails?

 

Jane was digging through the trash can to find and eat Dana’s nail clippings!

 

“I-I-I’m sorry.”

 

Gnaw, gnaw, gnaw, gnaw.

 

“I-I’m really sorry.”

 

Gnaw, gnaw, gnaw, gnaw, gnaw, gnaw.

 

“Y-You must be really shocked, right?’

 

Like a mouse, Jane earnestly nibbled on Dana’s nails and smiled sheepishly.

 

“A-Almost done, just a moment.”

 

At that instant.

 

“…!”

 

Something, a massive wave, crashed into her soul. Dana staggered, swayed, stumbled, and…

 

“Aah.”

 

Someone else took her place.

 

“It worked.”

 

…Huh?

 

“It really worked… I did it.”

 

Dana was so shocked she almost fainted. Her lips moved on their own, speaking without her control.

 

What’s happening? Why was her body moving on its own? Her hands rose to touch her face and body, all beyond her will.

 

“Sniff, sob. It’s true, it really worked.”

 

Then, the hands, as if overwhelmed with emotion, frantically touched all parts of the body. Dana tried to control her own body, but— I can’t move!

 

She couldn’t twitch a finger or move her lips! It was a terrible feeling as if she was awake but pressed down by an invisible force.

 

Then, her body rushed to the mirror on its own and began frantically undressing. “My goodness, how can it be this beautiful.”

 

In the dark room, under the dim moonlight, her naked body was revealed. Dana met her own eyes in the mirror.

 

“You’re even more beautiful than I imagined.”

 

Those eyes, soaked in ecstasy, seemed familiar.

 

“I’m sorry, Danae. But please understand. I can use this body more beneficially.”

 

Those eyes were…

 

“This body is mine now.”

 

It was Jane. Jane had taken Danae Windsor’s body.

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