Simone is once again feeling that nothing in life goes according to plan.
'I originally planned to push it all at once and hurry it out.'
Simone stopped jumping and took a deep breath.
Contrary to plan, they dispersed as soon as they left the room they were in.
First of all, the demons outside were much stronger than the ones inside the room, so Abel and his group had a hard time, and Simone and her group, who were running ahead of them, were hit by a curse and had to stop.
“Why did I have to be cursed like this...”
Simone sighed.
While she was running down the endlessly long hallway, it felt strangely quiet, but before she knew it, she was going around the same place over and over again.
It took her a while to notice anything strange, as she was running down the hallway so naturally as if she was climbing the four-story staircase of a mansion.
“Let’s take a look first.”
Simone sighed and began to examine the walls and windows of the hallway with Louis.
“If you see anything strange or hear footsteps, please tell me right away. Usually, ghosts create these spaces to keep their prey from escaping from their territory.”
“Don’t worry. I’ve learned a lot from my experience as your employee, so I’ll act accordingly.”
Jace looked at the two of them, biting his lips in resentment and lowering his head.
"Sorry."
This curse may have been triggered because of his own peculiar constitution that attracts curses.
In this urgent situation, it would be no help to her, but it would be better to hold her back.
He had such a bad constitution and couldn't even fight. He felt sorry for Simone and her party who protected him until the end.
Simone stared at him and said.
“You’re talking strangely.”
"...Yes?"
It's not Jace's fault that he was born with that constitution. Everyone is good at something and has a role to play.
Jace will also one day use his constitution and abilities to create his own role.
There is nothing Jace can do right now, but just like Simone, he has incredible stamina and even though he saw the corpses of his parents brutally killed with his own eyes, he is not confused and follows Simone's instructions well, so he is faithfully fulfilling his role in the current situation.
“Don’t talk nonsense, stay well protected, and run when I give you the signal. That’s your role, Young Master.”
“...Yes. I’m sorry, Simone.”
“Lady Simone.”
At least a more solid voice than Jace called out to Simone.
Louis looked at the end of the hallway and raised his sword.
“Something is coming.”
Simone turned her gaze.
Jerk- Jerk-
Someone was walking towards them.
Ghost?
Now, just by looking at the way they walk and the energy they feel, she can tell if it's a person or not.
The approaching shadow seemed to be perfectly relaxed as if it knew that Simone and her companions were trapped in an endless corridor.
“...I, the rotten me, am vibrating.”
Simone completely hid Jace behind her, who was secretly shivering, frowning, and covering his mouth with both hands.
“Simone, something is strange.”
Louis said as he watched the ghost slowly emerge from the shadows.
“What is it?”
“This is his appearance.”
The ghost did not run because he had time to spare.
He wouldn't have been able to run.
A face that was turned halfway, a shoulder that was twisted so badly on one side that it was pushed up over the neck, a leg that was shorter on the other side because of the twisted shoulder, and every muscle and bone that was twisted and stretched out.
It was a ghost whose head was tilted to the left as if he had been hit so hard that his neck had turned before he died.
How could he run like that?
Simone's eyes grew cold.
The ghost approached her without even noticing the black mana rising from her hand and then fell to the ground.
My head... heh...my head...
Then he looked at Simone and her group who were standing there blankly.
Huh? Is he standing upside down? His head isn't turned?
What is that? If you're going to come, you should come quickly.
At the moment when Simone was about to take the first step.
She can just cut that hair and bring it to him.
Dadadadadadada-
The ghost that had been sitting down began to crawl on its knees and quickly approached Simone.
“Ha. Tsk.”
That's wrong.
Louis sighed and put his sword back in its sheath.
The situation in the castle was already bad, and with the cursed atmosphere spreading, he was already nervous. It seemed like this ghost didn't know how to use his head.
“Your Highness, don’t relax.”
"Yes?"
At Geneon's words, Louis' hand went back to the handle of the sword.
“That’s nothing. That’s nothing. Do you know what I mean?”
“...”
Louis looked silently at Simone and the ghost rushing towards her.
“This endless corridor wasn’t made by that guy. There’s no way he could have made it. A curse of that level.”
“That means...”
“That means there’s still a strong curse hiding somewhere. And that’s not all.”
Curses are rife everywhere.
There are curses within curses.
Geneon closed his eyes in dizziness.
There are ghosts and curses everywhere.
'It might be harder to get out than I thought.'
At that moment, a small mana ball the size of a palm bounced off Simone and hit the ghost's face.
Kkiyaaaaaaaahh...
The ghost slowly swelled up from the part where the man ball touched and then burst.
“Simone, are you okay?”
Louis and Jace came to her side.
“I don’t feel so good.”
“It looks like that.”
“....”
“Are you feeling okay?”
“If you’ve ever fought, you’ve gotten hurt. It’s okay.”
Stop-
Stop-
Stop-
Baby, my baby, sleep well.
Simone turned her head sharply.
A singing voice was heard from somewhere.
Grow up well, my baby
While dreaming, wrapped in a warm blanket
I'll be back shortly
Where is it? Where is that sound coming from?
'There's something strong...'
“Simone, something feels strange. I don’t know why, but the back of my head suddenly feels cold...”
Louis turned around and tilted his head.
“Your Highness, can’t you hear the singing?”
“Singing? No, not at all. I was going to say that earlier, but don’t call me Your Highness, just call me Louis. Or Wren. Are you trying to make fun of me awkwardly?”
“If I don’t call the Crown Prince, what do you mean-”
My baby, sleep well. I'm going. Even if you're lonely, sleep soundly.
Simone and Louis turned around at the same time.
“Look at this. Something feels ominous... Did you feel it too, Simone?”
Simone was lost in thought.
A singing voice is heard from somewhere.
And a creepy feeling.
There has been a story like that since ancient times.
If you suddenly feel a chill, there's a ghost behind you.
But what if when you turn around there's nothing there?
Simone slowly raised her head.
Hehehe... Hehehe...
They said that it was stuck on the ceiling and was looking at you.
Bam-
Thud-
Hair soaked in blood. Blood dripping from the ends of the hair soaks Simone and Louis' faces.
Simone looked at it expressionlessly.
“Where did you leave your baby and die alone?”
The curse here is, after all, the soul of a person who was once alive. If it was a curse placed by the Occult Society, it would be the soul of one of the many people who were taken to the Occult Society.
At that moment, the woman's smile stopped. The woman hanging from the ceiling also looked at Simone expressionlessly.
She had the same expressionless face, but her eyes seemed to have a little more to say.
“Yes? What are you talking about?”
“Louis, if you don’t know, keep your mouth shut and go to Geneon. Your face will get dirty.”
"... Yes?"
It is a soul so weak that it is invisible to Louis, and has no evil intentions.
Having seen the twisted ghost's end earlier, he should know that he could be destroyed in no time. Nevertheless, it would be moved against its will by the one who had bound its soul.
Simone opened her mouth.
“Once we get rid of this curse, we’ll go to the Occult Society.”
The bloody ghost's lips parted slightly.
“Time is of the essence. So, can you help me get out of here quickly?”
Simone held out the magic stone she was holding in her hand.
“I will free you from the shackles of the Occult Society and make you my servant.”
It's up to you to decide which one is better.
“Tch, that kid is quite intelligent.”
Geneon wagged his tail in delight, clicking his tongue.
“What... are you talking about?”
“Didn’t your boss tell you to keep your mouth shut if you don’t know?”
“...”
Louis shook his head, laughing hysterically.
As the Crown Prince of a great empire, he's never been ignored wherever he goes, but when he's with Simone and Abel, Louis always feels strangely ignored.
'Well, that's why we're continuing this relationship.'
Meanwhile, the ghost that had been staring at Simone for a long time soon lowered its eyelids and came down from the ceiling.
Then it took a look at Simone, turned around without saying a word, and started walking somewhere.
'Oh, I guess you're going to guide me.'
It might be easier to find than you think?
Simone followed the ghost, her hands in her trouser pockets.
'I originally planned to push it all at once and hurry it out.'
Simone stopped jumping and took a deep breath.
Contrary to plan, they dispersed as soon as they left the room they were in.
First of all, the demons outside were much stronger than the ones inside the room, so Abel and his group had a hard time, and Simone and her group, who were running ahead of them, were hit by a curse and had to stop.
“Why did I have to be cursed like this...”
Simone sighed.
While she was running down the endlessly long hallway, it felt strangely quiet, but before she knew it, she was going around the same place over and over again.
It took her a while to notice anything strange, as she was running down the hallway so naturally as if she was climbing the four-story staircase of a mansion.
“Let’s take a look first.”
Simone sighed and began to examine the walls and windows of the hallway with Louis.
“If you see anything strange or hear footsteps, please tell me right away. Usually, ghosts create these spaces to keep their prey from escaping from their territory.”
“Don’t worry. I’ve learned a lot from my experience as your employee, so I’ll act accordingly.”
Jace looked at the two of them, biting his lips in resentment and lowering his head.
"Sorry."
This curse may have been triggered because of his own peculiar constitution that attracts curses.
In this urgent situation, it would be no help to her, but it would be better to hold her back.
He had such a bad constitution and couldn't even fight. He felt sorry for Simone and her party who protected him until the end.
Simone stared at him and said.
“You’re talking strangely.”
"...Yes?"
It's not Jace's fault that he was born with that constitution. Everyone is good at something and has a role to play.
Jace will also one day use his constitution and abilities to create his own role.
There is nothing Jace can do right now, but just like Simone, he has incredible stamina and even though he saw the corpses of his parents brutally killed with his own eyes, he is not confused and follows Simone's instructions well, so he is faithfully fulfilling his role in the current situation.
“Don’t talk nonsense, stay well protected, and run when I give you the signal. That’s your role, Young Master.”
“...Yes. I’m sorry, Simone.”
“Lady Simone.”
At least a more solid voice than Jace called out to Simone.
Louis looked at the end of the hallway and raised his sword.
“Something is coming.”
Simone turned her gaze.
Jerk- Jerk-
Someone was walking towards them.
Ghost?
Now, just by looking at the way they walk and the energy they feel, she can tell if it's a person or not.
The approaching shadow seemed to be perfectly relaxed as if it knew that Simone and her companions were trapped in an endless corridor.
“...I, the rotten me, am vibrating.”
Simone completely hid Jace behind her, who was secretly shivering, frowning, and covering his mouth with both hands.
“Simone, something is strange.”
Louis said as he watched the ghost slowly emerge from the shadows.
“What is it?”
“This is his appearance.”
The ghost did not run because he had time to spare.
He wouldn't have been able to run.
A face that was turned halfway, a shoulder that was twisted so badly on one side that it was pushed up over the neck, a leg that was shorter on the other side because of the twisted shoulder, and every muscle and bone that was twisted and stretched out.
It was a ghost whose head was tilted to the left as if he had been hit so hard that his neck had turned before he died.
How could he run like that?
Simone's eyes grew cold.
The ghost approached her without even noticing the black mana rising from her hand and then fell to the ground.
My head... heh...my head...
Then he looked at Simone and her group who were standing there blankly.
Huh? Is he standing upside down? His head isn't turned?
What is that? If you're going to come, you should come quickly.
At the moment when Simone was about to take the first step.
She can just cut that hair and bring it to him.
Dadadadadadada-
The ghost that had been sitting down began to crawl on its knees and quickly approached Simone.
“Ha. Tsk.”
That's wrong.
Louis sighed and put his sword back in its sheath.
The situation in the castle was already bad, and with the cursed atmosphere spreading, he was already nervous. It seemed like this ghost didn't know how to use his head.
“Your Highness, don’t relax.”
"Yes?"
At Geneon's words, Louis' hand went back to the handle of the sword.
“That’s nothing. That’s nothing. Do you know what I mean?”
“...”
Louis looked silently at Simone and the ghost rushing towards her.
“This endless corridor wasn’t made by that guy. There’s no way he could have made it. A curse of that level.”
“That means...”
“That means there’s still a strong curse hiding somewhere. And that’s not all.”
Curses are rife everywhere.
There are curses within curses.
Geneon closed his eyes in dizziness.
There are ghosts and curses everywhere.
'It might be harder to get out than I thought.'
At that moment, a small mana ball the size of a palm bounced off Simone and hit the ghost's face.
Kkiyaaaaaaaahh...
The ghost slowly swelled up from the part where the man ball touched and then burst.
“Simone, are you okay?”
Louis and Jace came to her side.
“I don’t feel so good.”
“It looks like that.”
“....”
“Are you feeling okay?”
“If you’ve ever fought, you’ve gotten hurt. It’s okay.”
Stop-
Stop-
Stop-
Baby, my baby, sleep well.
Simone turned her head sharply.
A singing voice was heard from somewhere.
Grow up well, my baby
While dreaming, wrapped in a warm blanket
I'll be back shortly
Where is it? Where is that sound coming from?
'There's something strong...'
“Simone, something feels strange. I don’t know why, but the back of my head suddenly feels cold...”
Louis turned around and tilted his head.
“Your Highness, can’t you hear the singing?”
“Singing? No, not at all. I was going to say that earlier, but don’t call me Your Highness, just call me Louis. Or Wren. Are you trying to make fun of me awkwardly?”
“If I don’t call the Crown Prince, what do you mean-”
My baby, sleep well. I'm going. Even if you're lonely, sleep soundly.
Simone and Louis turned around at the same time.
“Look at this. Something feels ominous... Did you feel it too, Simone?”
Simone was lost in thought.
A singing voice is heard from somewhere.
And a creepy feeling.
There has been a story like that since ancient times.
If you suddenly feel a chill, there's a ghost behind you.
But what if when you turn around there's nothing there?
Simone slowly raised her head.
Hehehe... Hehehe...
They said that it was stuck on the ceiling and was looking at you.
Bam-
Thud-
Hair soaked in blood. Blood dripping from the ends of the hair soaks Simone and Louis' faces.
Simone looked at it expressionlessly.
“Where did you leave your baby and die alone?”
The curse here is, after all, the soul of a person who was once alive. If it was a curse placed by the Occult Society, it would be the soul of one of the many people who were taken to the Occult Society.
At that moment, the woman's smile stopped. The woman hanging from the ceiling also looked at Simone expressionlessly.
She had the same expressionless face, but her eyes seemed to have a little more to say.
“Yes? What are you talking about?”
“Louis, if you don’t know, keep your mouth shut and go to Geneon. Your face will get dirty.”
"... Yes?"
It is a soul so weak that it is invisible to Louis, and has no evil intentions.
Having seen the twisted ghost's end earlier, he should know that he could be destroyed in no time. Nevertheless, it would be moved against its will by the one who had bound its soul.
Simone opened her mouth.
“Once we get rid of this curse, we’ll go to the Occult Society.”
The bloody ghost's lips parted slightly.
“Time is of the essence. So, can you help me get out of here quickly?”
Simone held out the magic stone she was holding in her hand.
“I will free you from the shackles of the Occult Society and make you my servant.”
It's up to you to decide which one is better.
“Tch, that kid is quite intelligent.”
Geneon wagged his tail in delight, clicking his tongue.
“What... are you talking about?”
“Didn’t your boss tell you to keep your mouth shut if you don’t know?”
“...”
Louis shook his head, laughing hysterically.
As the Crown Prince of a great empire, he's never been ignored wherever he goes, but when he's with Simone and Abel, Louis always feels strangely ignored.
'Well, that's why we're continuing this relationship.'
Meanwhile, the ghost that had been staring at Simone for a long time soon lowered its eyelids and came down from the ceiling.
Then it took a look at Simone, turned around without saying a word, and started walking somewhere.
'Oh, I guess you're going to guide me.'
It might be easier to find than you think?
Simone followed the ghost, her hands in her trouser pockets.
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