As soon as Simone arrived at the mansion, she washed up and sat down at the table.
A very well-prepared banquet.
It's dinner time, the meal that Simone looks forward to every evening.
The dinner party was always splendid, but especially recently, thanks to the Ghost incident, the Grand Duke had a separate source of funding, so the delicacies were even more plentiful than before.
Simone was always happy to be able to enjoy all these fancy dishes all to herself...
Today she started eating her food with a fork and knife without much excitement.
It wasn't that it wasn't tasty at all.
“Wow! Simone, do you always live off of food like this?”
“Isn’t this too much to eat alone? Can I eat it with you until we leave?”
“They do prepare our meals at the mansion, but your cooking looks much more abundant and more delicious.”
She hates having to eat with noisy people.
The original Simone is said to have really enjoyed eating with her colleagues, but Seo Hyun-Jung is not like that at all. She eats alone. She hates parties and doesn't really like socializing.
But what if you have your favorite mealtime with the noisy and burdensome Abel gang?
That alone is stressful.
'Especially on a day like today when I've been out and about.'
“I have no face.”
Louis eventually lowered his head as he looked at Simone, who didn't look too happy.
Simone sighed deeply and shook her head, saying no.
'But the food is still delicious.'
“But Simone. No matter how much I think about it, it’s such a shame. Do you really not want to go with us?”
Simone shook her head firmly at Abel's words.
"No, I do not want."
“Why? I heard you were hired in this mansion too? For the money? If it’s money, Wren has a lot of-”
"Hey."
Louise hurriedly ordered Abel to change his words.
“Orkan is also rich.”
Abel tried to persuade Simone once again, but Simone quickly shook her head and just ate the grilled vegetables.
Who would do that because she is sorry for the money? She would do it to avoid the death flag that is set the moment she goes on an adventure with Abel and his party.
If possible, she wishes she could avoid meeting each other and just get through it. It's a shame that they ended up meeting like this.
"Ah."
Simone, who had been refusing Abel and Bianchi's invitations to go on adventures and just eat, suddenly remembered something and raised her head.
"Abel."
"Uh?"
“When you leave the mansion, take the magic stone from Master Jace. I’m sure it will be of help later.”
Abel tilted his head.
"Magic stone?"
“The desire of a saint.”
“Phuhu!”
Orkan gasped in surprise.
“Hey, cough! Are you giving that to us?”
There's no need to explain since Abel and his group helped Louis find the magic stone.
In the original work, Louis later gave the magic stone to Abel, and Abel used it to good effect while defeating the Demon King.
Now that Jace is up, it's time to give it back to the protagonist.
Abel nodded to Simone's words but said with a hint of regret.
“I need you more than that magic stone. We’re in a real hurry.”
What's the rush? There aren't many companions left, and there's still a long way to go until the Demon King's resurrection.
“Signs of the Demon King’s resurrection appeared a while ago.”
“...”
Clang!
Simone dropped the fork and knife she was holding.
"...What?"
Simone looked at Oran. Oran nodded seriously as if he was not just saying that.
“It’s true. We’ve heard that signs of the Demon King’s resurrection, as written in the Book of Prophecy, have been observed recently. Things seem to be progressing faster than we thought, so we’re also anxious.”
...It’s not faster than Simone thought, it’s too fast.
Abel isn't ready to defeat the Demon King yet, and yet they already see signs?
It is a novel of fifteen volumes. Signs of the Demon King's resurrection begin to appear around volume 12.
After Abel's party members increased significantly and had many more helpers, the party's own skills also increased explosively.
Around that time, signs began to appear little by little, and at the beginning of volume 14, the Demon King was resurrected.
But it's still very early in the novel.
It's too early.
‘...What on earth is going on?’
That can't be possible?
How could the story change so much just because Simone was missing from the journey?
As Simone stopped eating, she wondered what was going on.
Knock knock.
Someone knocked on the door.
“Sorry to interrupt your meal. I had to go back soon so I had to stop by in a hurry.”
It was the Marquis of Barrington who had gone to discuss matters at the orphanage with the Grand Duke of Illeston.
“You've successfully completed this mission, so I’ve come to pay you the reward and tell you about the next mission. Excuse me, but can I tell you now?”
“...Yes, please sit down.”
Simone, whose appetite had been ruined by the news of the Demon King's resurrection, finally put down her fork.
First, let's think about the Demon King's resurrection alone when everyone has left and it's quiet. For now, let's start with Marquis Barrington's request.
...For some reason, Louis did not leave his seat even though the Marquis of Barrington came in.
The Marquis of Barrington was really pressed for time, so he checked the time as soon as he sat down and began talking.
“This time, it’s a request from a noble family. It’s something that happened to the nobleman Viscount Delang from the southwest.”
“If he is the Delang family, are you referring to a scholarly family that has been teaching at Orsion School for generations?”
Marquis Barrington nodded in response to Orkan's question.
“They are famous for establishing a foundation and improving the quality of education for the common people.”
Barrington handed the request to Simone.
Simone scanned the request form. It was an impressive request form with very neat handwriting, unlike the Marquis of Barrington's handwriting, which was obviously bad and scribbled.
This appears to have been written by the real client, Viscount Delang, and not the Marquis of Barrington.
“This request was not mine, but the Viscount himself who asked for it. He wants to keep your secret in exchange for solving a problem.”
“Is he trustworthy?”
In response to Louis' question, the Marquis of Barrington stared at him and nodded.
“He is a very picky person, but he is a trustworthy person who has been with me for a long time. He may have prejudice against necromancers, but he is not an author who does not know who is a benefactor and who will be a benefactor. He will definitely keep the secret.”
Everyone present looked at Simone.
Simone nodded at the looks in her eyes that seemed to ask if she would accept the request.
“Let me give it a listen.”
Barrington smiled and said.
“It was one night. He, a professor at Orsion School, was organizing the class materials until dawn that day as well.”
***
This happened one night at the mansion of the Viscount Delang.
Slurp-
He could hear the sound of candle wax melting and boiling.
Viscount Delang, who was working on educational materials, paused for a moment, looked at the dying candle, then turned his head to look out the window.
'Time has already passed so quickly.'
It was quite a difficult and arduous task to change the textbooks used by the children of noble families into something understandable to the common people who had not learned much.
It was a task that took a long time to complete, and it was also very labor-intensive, so it was only natural that Viscount Delang could not sleep until dawn.
When his fatigue reached its peak, his eyelids began to droop and his head began to feel throbbing, the Viscount finally put down his quill and stood up.
He was planning to get some fresh air and relieve his fatigue.
At that time...
Knock knock.
Suddenly, he heard someone knocking on the wall near the head of the bed.
Delang frowned. It seemed like the servants had accidentally bumped something into the wall again.
He didn't think it was a big deal and just brushed it off, then headed back to the window.
Then once again-
Knock knock
Again, someone was heard knocking on the wall.
Delang turned his head and glared at the wall. He was always nervous and picky.
That's why no one, from his family to his servants, messes with him.
Knock knock
“Who are you!”
But knocking on the wall three times can never be considered a mistake.
This is clearly someone playing a prank.
Knock knock
“Again! Who keeps knocking on the door? Stop it, it’s driving me crazy!”
The Viscount of Delang shouted nervously.
Who is that? Is that my son, who is at an age where he can play and have fun? Or is it one of those arrogant servants who are out to mess with their master? There wouldn't be anyone like this, right?
Delang stomps roughly towards the door, intent on giving whoever it is a good scolding, but then suddenly realizes something horrifying.
The room at the end of the second floor was where the bedroom of the Viscount Delang, who was sensitive to sound, was prepared.
“There is no room next to mine...”
There was only empty space next to his room, and there was no space to knock on the wall.
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