Chapter 830: Volume 25: Midstream Strikes, - 17: Possessed by a Demon
Looking at the beautiful girl in front of him with a twisted description, Komer couldn’t suppress the impulse to laugh uproariously at the sky.
Was this Saintess Iliana or Uma? Komer couldn’t confirm for a moment, but he was sure of one thing: Uma hadn’t truly conquered Saintess Iliana. The hateful gaze of the girl before him was evidence enough. However, it seemed Uma hadn’t come away empty-handed; she appeared to have successfully entrenched herself within the other’s body, though she was still far from controlling the other’s soul and thoughts.
This was a special secret room on the second floor of Damarlinsk Castle. The Eye of Darkness provided an excellent source of recovery for Uma’s Dark Origin. After the battle at Busen Plain, Uma returned to the Eye of Darkness to recuperate. Komer had advised her not to meddle with her spoils of war—Saintess Iliana—until she was fully recovered, but clearly, this person hadn’t heeded Komer’s advice.
Suppressing his desire to laugh, Komer shook his head. Haste makes waste; why did this person never understand such simple truths? The power held by Saintess Iliana, as well as the firmness of her will, far exceeded Lome’s. Even Komer himself wouldn’t boast that he could subdue her without additional special means, and yet Uma had tried to possess her forcibly while still injured. Now look at the situation—if Komer hadn’t come to this secret room to check, this person might have really squandered such a perfect body.
"Uma, can you speak through her body?" Komer simply sat down and asked with a curious smile.
"Of course I can. Did you really think I couldn’t?" Before Uma’s shrill voice settled, another voice, cool but slightly angry, burst out from the same mouth, "Despicable! You dark trash! Your delusions will never come true!"
Komer stared dumbfounded at the beautiful girl in front of him. What was going on? Witnessing her delicate face suddenly contort, and her cherry lips opening and closing, Komer finally realized that two souls were still fighting for dominance over this body, and it seemed that they were evenly matched for the time being. It was completely absurd, and Komer’s interest grew stronger. This once-in-a-lifetime spectacle was something he had stumbled upon. Perhaps even more wonderful events would occur in the future.
"Uh, Uma, it seems you’re in some trouble. The Saintess Miss is telling you not to indulge in wishful thinking; her body is very holy. How could you, an undead trash, commit such an ugly act?" Komer, with crossed arms, smiled as he ’criticized’ Uma, "Sigh, it appears your reputation in the heart of Saintess Miss is pretty bad. I suggest you should improve your image in her eyes. Maybe then the Saintess Miss will show you mercy and give you a chance."