“...Are the ghosts going to guide us obediently?”
“You have to believe what you believe. That’s a curse, a ghost sent by the Occult Society.”
“I don’t believe it or not. I can’t see it.”
“There is a possibility of a trap, so don’t put your weapons away.”
Geneon warned his companions and shouted at Simone in an irritated tone.
“Simone, you too! Why would you put your hands in your pockets in a situation like this?”
Simone controls mana with her hands, without any weapons.
What are you going to do to look so relaxed if you're being taken by surprise?
But Simone continued walking regardless of whether Geneon was frustrated or not.
A surprise attack? He guessed it could happen. But at least it won't happen while this female ghost is guiding Simone.
Through the book, they learn what experiments the Occult Society conducted and what they took.
They suffered so much that they could not let go of their resentment even after they died and were used.
Could you refuse when a living human offers to take revenge on you, a ghost who can do nothing about it?
If it weren't for the soul that had completely lost its reason, it would have been something to be thankful for.
The ghost arrived at one of the castle gates and looked at Simone.
“Are we here?”
When Simone asked, the ghost stared at her without saying a word and then disappeared.
“Simone, be careful. There is a very strong magical energy flowing out of this room.”
At Geneon's words, Simone snickered and put her hand on the door.
No matter how dangerous a place may seem, if it has to be opened, it has to be opened.
Simone's hand opening the door was unstoppable.
Simone has companions who not only believe in her own strength but will never let her die under any circumstances.
“Barrier.”
As Simone tried to open the door without any protective shield, Geneon quickly wrapped a protective shield around her and her companions.
Simone opened the door as soon as she saw the circular curtain surrounding her.
Bam!
“...”
“...There’s no one here?”
The room was quiet. A single ray of light came through the curtains, and the rest of the space was filled with pitch-blackness and silence.
Simone and her companions immediately realized what kind of room this was.
“His Majesty’s bedroom, here.”
"Yes."
Louis nodded with cold eyes and was the first to enter.
Then he looked around.
In a quiet room.
He didn't tell Simone, but the Emperor was found dead here today, his whole body twisted.
This is already the second time. The Emperor has fallen victim to the curse again.
Louis clenched his fists.
'What do you see as the empire...'
The Occult Society. They're running wild, seeing the Empire as water.
A light hand came up to his trembling shoulder and pressed it comfortingly.
“I have work to do.”
The owner of the hand was Simone. Simone spoke briefly and began to look around under the bed.
Comfort, not consolation. It sounded harsh, but it meant that there was no need to be sad, because everyone could be saved.
Louis loosened the grip on his fist.
"Yes."
Let's trust her for now. Nobody knows these things better than Simone.
And after this is resolved.
'The empire must also make a decision.'
Regarding the treatment of the Occult Society and its members, and the treatment of the Necromancers who have already saved the Imperial Family and the Empire several times.
“Hmm...”
Meanwhile, Simone withdrew the detection magic she had spread on the wall and fell into a deep sleep.
If she think about it, there's no way the curse would show itself so easily if it came rushing in so brazenly.
However, even if it is hidden somewhere, she can usually sense its presence through detection magic.
But no matter how carefully Simone used detection magic, nothing was caught by the mana.
That means it's not hiding somewhere in the room.
'But what about that sound just now?'
What was that damp feeling she could feel on her skin before she even opened the door?
If there was nothing here, there would be no reason for the ghost to guide them to this room.
'No way.'
Simone turned her head to look at the door. Jace was fiddling with the doorknob, looking around inside and out.
Did you leave the room during that short time?
“Louis.”
"Yes?"
At the sigh that came out of Simone's mouth, Louis raised his eyebrows as if asking why. Simone sighed, shook her head, and got up.
“There isn't one here.”
“No? But you said earlier that the ghost was here.”
“I can’t feel anything anymore. So I think it would be better to go out and look somewhere else first.”
They must quickly find the soul that caused the curse to escape the Infinite Corridor.
Louis, who could not have been unaware of this, followed her without saying a word.
“Prince Jace, let’s check the other rooms first.”
The moment Simone said that to Jace, who was looking around the door and pulled the doorknob.
Taang!
“...”
Huh?
Simone opened the door again. And taang! The door closed again with a loud bang.
“...”
“...”
“Simone, why are you like that?”
Simone looked at Jace's innocent face as he asked softly.
Why?
“You just closed the door I opened.”
“Why me?”
She heard a brazen answer, different from usual.
Simone's eyes changed. She opened the door again without saying a word, and as expected, it was closed again by Jace.
“What are you doing?”
“What is it?”
Jace answered as if he really didn't know and chuckled.
“Hehehehehe... Hehehehe...”
Simone's lips curled.
She wondered where he ran off to.
“I can’t go... Hehehe... I can’t go, I can’t go... I have to stay here with you...”
The light had long since disappeared from his eyes, and he was mumbling and laughing with an expression that made it hard to tell whether he was laughing or crying, and Jace's original appearance had already disappeared from him.
It also seemed like he was wearing a pure white mask with a smiling face.
“Tsk.”
Louis clicked his tongue.
“Simone, what’s wrong? It seems like Prince Jace has brought the curse upon himself again.”
Jace's transformation was due to a complex mix of issues, including his curse-attracting constitution, the space filled with souls, and the mental distress caused by the death of the Grand Duke and his wife.
At that moment.
“Ahhhhhh!!!”
Simone suddenly grabbed Jace's hair.
"Hey."
Her eyes were red. It don't mean red pupils, they were really bloodshot.
Simone was angry several times today.
“Do you know how much time has passed because of you? Are you going to make me want to die again? Why don’t you come out quickly?”
“Hehehe... hic... let’s, together..."
“Oh, okay. Don’t come out. You don’t have to come out.”
“..?”
The moment Jace looked at Simone without knowing what was going on, she started to drain mana with the hand that was grabbing his hair as if pulling it out.
“Uh uh...Uh uh uh...”
Jace tried to shake off Simone's hand in confusion.
But her hands were clenched into fists and did not move at all as if they were completely stuck together.
The mana flowing from her hands slowly consumed Jace. Jace's skin, starting from the top of his head, began to turn black.
“Simone, focus. If you make a mistake, Jace will be in danger!”
"I know."
“How can you be so good when you only taught theories! You’re even better than Anasis!”
Jace is gradually being soaked in the mana of death, but how can Simone be so calm? Louis is flustered and fidgets, and eventually grabs Geneon.
“What is that? Is it okay?”
“What is it? I’m dispelling the curse. We need to get out of here quickly.”
“It looks like even Prince Jace will be destroyed!”
“No. That is... yes, it is similar to the purification and principle that the priests talk about.”
Of course, the pain is incomparable to the purification.
But what could they do? The ghost inside Jace's body didn't seem to want to be persuaded out, and more than anything, Simone needed to make a proper example to keep the ghosts in the castle from approaching Jace.
That's how she uses such strong numbers.
“The purification technique of the priests is to send clear energy into the body and expel bad energy.”
“I know. But in this case, the situation is getting worse and worse. Shouldn’t we stop it now?”
Blood eventually flowed from Jace's nose. He continued to scream in pain, and soon his entire upper body turned black.
“That child’s blood isn’t Jace’s, it’s ghost blood. His screams are also ghost screams. There’s no such thing as clean energy in a necromancer. He only has the attribute of destruction.”
While Geneon explained in an overly calm voice, Louis kept biting his lips in anxiety.
“So isn’t the necromancer’s purification about destruction? It’s not about driving out the bad with something clean, but rather killing and eliminating it altogether. Jace’s skin turning dark is proof that Simone’s mana is flowing well.”
Geneon chuckled with satisfaction.
When Simone brutally defeated the leader of this realm, who had created an infinite corridor and trapped the group, all the souls that had filled the space fled.
Soon this area will return to its original state.
“You have to believe what you believe. That’s a curse, a ghost sent by the Occult Society.”
“I don’t believe it or not. I can’t see it.”
“There is a possibility of a trap, so don’t put your weapons away.”
Geneon warned his companions and shouted at Simone in an irritated tone.
“Simone, you too! Why would you put your hands in your pockets in a situation like this?”
Simone controls mana with her hands, without any weapons.
What are you going to do to look so relaxed if you're being taken by surprise?
But Simone continued walking regardless of whether Geneon was frustrated or not.
A surprise attack? He guessed it could happen. But at least it won't happen while this female ghost is guiding Simone.
Through the book, they learn what experiments the Occult Society conducted and what they took.
They suffered so much that they could not let go of their resentment even after they died and were used.
Could you refuse when a living human offers to take revenge on you, a ghost who can do nothing about it?
If it weren't for the soul that had completely lost its reason, it would have been something to be thankful for.
The ghost arrived at one of the castle gates and looked at Simone.
“Are we here?”
When Simone asked, the ghost stared at her without saying a word and then disappeared.
“Simone, be careful. There is a very strong magical energy flowing out of this room.”
At Geneon's words, Simone snickered and put her hand on the door.
No matter how dangerous a place may seem, if it has to be opened, it has to be opened.
Simone's hand opening the door was unstoppable.
Simone has companions who not only believe in her own strength but will never let her die under any circumstances.
“Barrier.”
As Simone tried to open the door without any protective shield, Geneon quickly wrapped a protective shield around her and her companions.
Simone opened the door as soon as she saw the circular curtain surrounding her.
Bam!
“...”
“...There’s no one here?”
The room was quiet. A single ray of light came through the curtains, and the rest of the space was filled with pitch-blackness and silence.
Simone and her companions immediately realized what kind of room this was.
“His Majesty’s bedroom, here.”
"Yes."
Louis nodded with cold eyes and was the first to enter.
Then he looked around.
In a quiet room.
He didn't tell Simone, but the Emperor was found dead here today, his whole body twisted.
This is already the second time. The Emperor has fallen victim to the curse again.
Louis clenched his fists.
'What do you see as the empire...'
The Occult Society. They're running wild, seeing the Empire as water.
A light hand came up to his trembling shoulder and pressed it comfortingly.
“I have work to do.”
The owner of the hand was Simone. Simone spoke briefly and began to look around under the bed.
Comfort, not consolation. It sounded harsh, but it meant that there was no need to be sad, because everyone could be saved.
Louis loosened the grip on his fist.
"Yes."
Let's trust her for now. Nobody knows these things better than Simone.
And after this is resolved.
'The empire must also make a decision.'
Regarding the treatment of the Occult Society and its members, and the treatment of the Necromancers who have already saved the Imperial Family and the Empire several times.
“Hmm...”
Meanwhile, Simone withdrew the detection magic she had spread on the wall and fell into a deep sleep.
If she think about it, there's no way the curse would show itself so easily if it came rushing in so brazenly.
However, even if it is hidden somewhere, she can usually sense its presence through detection magic.
But no matter how carefully Simone used detection magic, nothing was caught by the mana.
That means it's not hiding somewhere in the room.
'But what about that sound just now?'
What was that damp feeling she could feel on her skin before she even opened the door?
If there was nothing here, there would be no reason for the ghost to guide them to this room.
'No way.'
Simone turned her head to look at the door. Jace was fiddling with the doorknob, looking around inside and out.
Did you leave the room during that short time?
“Louis.”
"Yes?"
At the sigh that came out of Simone's mouth, Louis raised his eyebrows as if asking why. Simone sighed, shook her head, and got up.
“There isn't one here.”
“No? But you said earlier that the ghost was here.”
“I can’t feel anything anymore. So I think it would be better to go out and look somewhere else first.”
They must quickly find the soul that caused the curse to escape the Infinite Corridor.
Louis, who could not have been unaware of this, followed her without saying a word.
“Prince Jace, let’s check the other rooms first.”
The moment Simone said that to Jace, who was looking around the door and pulled the doorknob.
Taang!
“...”
Huh?
Simone opened the door again. And taang! The door closed again with a loud bang.
“...”
“...”
“Simone, why are you like that?”
Simone looked at Jace's innocent face as he asked softly.
Why?
“You just closed the door I opened.”
“Why me?”
She heard a brazen answer, different from usual.
Simone's eyes changed. She opened the door again without saying a word, and as expected, it was closed again by Jace.
“What are you doing?”
“What is it?”
Jace answered as if he really didn't know and chuckled.
“Hehehehehe... Hehehehe...”
Simone's lips curled.
She wondered where he ran off to.
“I can’t go... Hehehe... I can’t go, I can’t go... I have to stay here with you...”
The light had long since disappeared from his eyes, and he was mumbling and laughing with an expression that made it hard to tell whether he was laughing or crying, and Jace's original appearance had already disappeared from him.
It also seemed like he was wearing a pure white mask with a smiling face.
“Tsk.”
Louis clicked his tongue.
“Simone, what’s wrong? It seems like Prince Jace has brought the curse upon himself again.”
Jace's transformation was due to a complex mix of issues, including his curse-attracting constitution, the space filled with souls, and the mental distress caused by the death of the Grand Duke and his wife.
At that moment.
“Ahhhhhh!!!”
Simone suddenly grabbed Jace's hair.
"Hey."
Her eyes were red. It don't mean red pupils, they were really bloodshot.
Simone was angry several times today.
“Do you know how much time has passed because of you? Are you going to make me want to die again? Why don’t you come out quickly?”
“Hehehe... hic... let’s, together..."
“Oh, okay. Don’t come out. You don’t have to come out.”
“..?”
The moment Jace looked at Simone without knowing what was going on, she started to drain mana with the hand that was grabbing his hair as if pulling it out.
“Uh uh...Uh uh uh...”
Jace tried to shake off Simone's hand in confusion.
But her hands were clenched into fists and did not move at all as if they were completely stuck together.
The mana flowing from her hands slowly consumed Jace. Jace's skin, starting from the top of his head, began to turn black.
“Simone, focus. If you make a mistake, Jace will be in danger!”
"I know."
“How can you be so good when you only taught theories! You’re even better than Anasis!”
Jace is gradually being soaked in the mana of death, but how can Simone be so calm? Louis is flustered and fidgets, and eventually grabs Geneon.
“What is that? Is it okay?”
“What is it? I’m dispelling the curse. We need to get out of here quickly.”
“It looks like even Prince Jace will be destroyed!”
“No. That is... yes, it is similar to the purification and principle that the priests talk about.”
Of course, the pain is incomparable to the purification.
But what could they do? The ghost inside Jace's body didn't seem to want to be persuaded out, and more than anything, Simone needed to make a proper example to keep the ghosts in the castle from approaching Jace.
That's how she uses such strong numbers.
“The purification technique of the priests is to send clear energy into the body and expel bad energy.”
“I know. But in this case, the situation is getting worse and worse. Shouldn’t we stop it now?”
Blood eventually flowed from Jace's nose. He continued to scream in pain, and soon his entire upper body turned black.
“That child’s blood isn’t Jace’s, it’s ghost blood. His screams are also ghost screams. There’s no such thing as clean energy in a necromancer. He only has the attribute of destruction.”
While Geneon explained in an overly calm voice, Louis kept biting his lips in anxiety.
“So isn’t the necromancer’s purification about destruction? It’s not about driving out the bad with something clean, but rather killing and eliminating it altogether. Jace’s skin turning dark is proof that Simone’s mana is flowing well.”
Geneon chuckled with satisfaction.
When Simone brutally defeated the leader of this realm, who had created an infinite corridor and trapped the group, all the souls that had filled the space fled.
Soon this area will return to its original state.
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