100CIM - Chapter 30




'Every corner of this guy's house.'

There is not a single quiet day.

In this place where everyone except the owner and Simone move quietly and silently as if no one is there, there is no one walking around the hallways making such a loud noise.

So perhaps this sound is made by a ghost created by another curse.

Thud.

Thud.

Thud.

Simone pretended not to notice, closed her eyes tightly, and held the amulet in her arms.

Yes. Because she is mentally prepared today.

Of course, it would be best if nothing happens, but if there is, she will be able to deal with it quickly.

Let's sleep first.

Let’s pretend we don’t know.

There is no way to avoid it right now anyway. If she encounters one, she has no choice but to respond appropriately to the situation.

'Believe in the power of the talisman!'

Thud.

One good thing is that she was very tired after visiting the village today.

Thud.

As Simone closed her eyes, completely relaxed her body, and focused on her own breathing rather than the pounding sound, she suddenly felt a huge sense of drowsiness.

Thud.

Uh? There isn't any?

It seemed like she could vaguely hear a woman's voice from across the room, but before she could react, Simone fell into sleep.

***

The next morning, Simone, who was enjoying a sumptuous breakfast, frowned at the unusual atmosphere.

“Why are you being so noisy today?”

“Oh, that’s...”

When Anna hesitated as if embarrassed, Kaylee, who was next to her, tapped her side and grumbled.

“What is ‘Ah, that’? ‘Ah, that’? It’s frustrating!”

“Yes, yes?”

“You can just say it! It’s not like you're saying something difficult!”

Simone looked at the two people in confusion.

"What are you talking about?"

“Anyway, this is something that Simone has to do!”

“Stop craving Anna for no reason. What’s going on?”

Kaylee asked.

“Simone, did you hear anything last night?”

“What are you talking about?”

“A thumping sound. All the employees couldn’t sleep because of that noise in the early morning.”

The sound of something heavy hitting the hard floor could be heard throughout the morning. Everyone who uses this has heard about it, and it was also mentioned in today's ordinance.

“Everyone said they heard it, but I didn’t check it just in case. Perhaps...”

“You wonder if it’s a ghost?”

Kaylee flinched at Simone's question and then nodded. Simone grinned and patted Kaylee's shoulder.

"Good job. If you feel like something is strange, you shouldn't go out, in this mansion. Did you hear anything other than the thumping sound?”

“Anything else?”

Simone also heard the pounding sound yesterday. However, based on that alone, it is difficult to determine for sure what this is.

"Ah! There is!"

Anna said, clapping her hands together.

“The chef said he heard a voice in the early morning.”

“A chef?”

“Yes, chefs usually wake up early in the morning to prepare ingredients. He thinks he heard a woman's voice while I was in the kitchen...”

Simone’s eyes rolled again. Now that she thinks about it, it seems like she heard a woman's voice?

“I’d like to have a chat with the chef in a bit. I think I need to listen to the story more closely to find out.”

Kaylee nodded.

"All right. Then I'll tell the chef. It will probably be after lunch is ready.”

“Uh, tell me when it’s convenient.”

Simone gave a cursory answer and finished eating. After the meal, she planned to check the instructions.

***

After finishing her meal, she headed to the central garden of the mansion with the instructions in hand.

Blooming roses and wooden chairs surrounded a large fountain with a statue of the goddess.

A wall full of roses, a table underneath it where you can share refreshments, a cage hanging on a beautifully shaped tree, and a small bird coming out of the cage.

It was originally managed by the Grand Duchess for generations and was a place to hold tea parties with other noble wives and ladies, but nearly 300 years have passed since it lost its original purpose.

Now, with the permission of the Grand Duke of Illeston, it is being used as a resting place for workers rather than nobles.

It was the only place in the mansion where she could hear laughter and people talking, so Simone liked to lounge there sometimes.

She planned to read the instructions here again today to relieve the stress of hearing strange news this morning.

“Simone, would you like me to serve the dessert I brought?”

"Yes. I’d like some tea, too, please.”

"Sure!"

As Simone opened the book, Anna served the refreshments in a place that would not be a distraction.

In front of the two people, Kaylee glanced at the employees around them and raised her index finger as if to tell them not to worry and just quietly do their job.

Simone seemed to be insensitive to gazes, but there were still people glancing at her, a necromancer, with either curiosity or fear.

Kaylee strangely didn't like the way they were looking at Simone these days.

“...Yes?"

Simone, who had been studying the book, tilted her head and lifted her teacup.

“Why are you doing this, Simone?”

In response to Anna's question, Simone shook her head as if it were nothing and began to turn the pages again from the first page.

Why are you doing that? 

Anna looked at Simone with a puzzled expression.

Simone's expression as she looked at a book while flipping through a cup of tea was unusual.

"Eh?"

Simone opened the book again to the first page. After going through the book to the end and then reading it from the beginning again several times, even Kaylee glanced at Simone and asked what was going on.

Simone, who had been silently turning the pages for a long time, blurted out without realizing it.

“Are my eyes strange? They don’t have any?”

No matter where she looked, in the manual containing a hundred curses, there was no instruction about thumping sounds and women that seemed to hint at this.

She shouldn't have her eyes getting bleary already at the age of seventeen.

Simone read the instructions a few more times and eventually closed the book in frustration.

“Oh, I don’t know. I’ll ask the Grand Duke, okay?”

Simone sighed deeply as if to drive away her frustration, looked at the water from the fountain shining in the sunlight and the birds flying excitedly, and then jumped up.

Then she picked up one of the breads Anna had brought, took a bite, and headed to the Grand Duke's study.

***

As soon as Simone arrived at Grand Duke Illeston's study, she let out a small exclamation.

“It’s been a long time, Simone.”

"Long time no see."

The person who entered the study before Simone and was talking with Grand Duke Illeston smiled brightly at her and said.

“I kept my promise.”

Really just one week. Louis actually came back after exactly a week. In front of him and Grand Duke Illestone was a small red gem wrapped tightly in a small box.

Simone walked up to Louis with sincere admiration.

“You are truly amazing, Wren. In many ways.”

"Thank you for the compliment. Well, it took some time due to some bastard’s interference.”

Grand Duke Illeston flinched and looked at Louis as the words flowed out of his mouth without hesitation.

Was Swordsman Wren’s tone always this fair and easy?

However, Simone, who was more accustomed to seeing Wren like this, listened to his story without hesitation and lifted up the jewel.

'Oh, this is real.'

Of course, it was a gem that Louis had already confirmed and brought back from Orkan, but he probably would have found out about it right away even if he had come directly to Simone without going through Orkan.

Powerful healing power that can be felt in an instant from fingertips to head, as if it is absorbed as soon as you hold it in your hand.

If the necromancer's mana is called the mana of death, the saint's mana is called the mana of life.

Even if it is only the faintest trace of a saint, it is so strong.

Certainly, people with higher mana sensitivity would have had no choice but to be possessed.

So, how enormous is the mana of life that real saints and saints possess?

For Simone, a necromancer, this sacred mana actually caused an instinctive resistance.

Simone hurriedly put down the jewels.

Huh! 

Wren said with an exclamation.

“It was confirmed by the wizard Orkan, so it is definitely a saint’s desire. I never thought this would actually happen.”

Grand Duke Illeston looked at Simone's expression and spoke to Ren.

“Simone seems to think this is real, so let’s hear it.”

"Yes."

“Who on earth was this bastard you were talking about?”

This time, Louis flinched at the word 'bastard' that came out of Illestone's mouth.

He can't believe such words came out of the mouth of that gentle Grand Duke of Illeston.

Simone laughed awkwardly as she looked at the two people.

The Crown Prince and the Grand Duke of the empire take turns shaking and causing an uproar.

Anyway, Simone focused on Louis’ words. Simone was also curious about the bastard that Louis was talking about.

Who on earth is it that makes Louis, a powerful person, strong enough to have his jewels taken away?

Louis answered.

“He appeared to be an adventurer who did not belong to the Adventurer’s Guild. He used the same sword as me, but he already knew how to use the sword.”

“The sword...You know how to handle it?”

"Yes."

Simone's expression became slightly strange as the two people talked.

“Plus, all my colleagues who accompanied me were strong. They seemed to be very strong in close combat and support.”

“Those people came to this village? It would be a big problem if they even looted the support supplies.”

Oh, I'm going crazy. No way.

At this moment, there were several characters that came to mind while listening to Louis.

Simone's expression became completely frozen. However, Louis, who did not see her expression, shook his head and said to Grand Duke Ileston:

“It’s okay, Grand Duke. They are not people who will plunder.”

“No? You already have a record of stealing jewelry.”

"No. It's okay."

Louis said firmly and grinned.

“Because they are my colleagues now.”

“You’re twisted like a dog.”

They both flinched at Simone's muttering and turned to look at her.


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