Two days later, as Simone had expected, Marcel came to the Illeston mansion.
She thought it would take three days, but it seemed like Marcel had gone through a lot during that time, so the response was quite quick.
“Simone...”
The words were spoken timidly. On the contrary, the face looked impatient. However, the talisman was so effective that his complexion had improved greatly.
Simone smiled affectionately.
“I see you used the amulet well.”
Then Marcel's eyes grew wide.
“Simone, can you tell just by looking at it?”
“No, that’s not it.”
Simone reached out and pointed behind Marcel.
“I hope I can’t see you anymore.”
“...”
At Simone's words, Marcel's face hardened, and she suddenly turned around and trembled.
“What, what was behind me?”
“There aren’t any now, but at the last party, there were a ton.”
“There were a lot... a lot, a lot...”
“You looked like you had a lot on your plate at first glance, so I couldn’t help but talk to you.”
The ghosts surrounded her without fail, staring at her so closely that she could tell at a glance who Marcel was.
“Oh, I see....”
And there was a moment of silence. Marcel looked around, trembling with great anxiety.
'It must be scary.'
Simone came here on her own two feet and got used to it, so it's a comfortable mansion like her own home, but everyone who comes here for the first time trembles with anxiety like her.
That's understandable since this is the mansion of a cursed family.
Until recently, this was a family that had kept its doors locked and did not interact with other families.
There are various rumors about the Grand Duke of Illeston, and in fact, they are not completely unfounded.
That's why it must have taken a lot of determination for Marcel to set foot here.
'I expected it to take three days, including that.'
She was ready and arrived sooner than she thought.
Simone asked Marcel, offering her tea.
“Is it okay if you have the amulet?”
Marcel's expression brightened for a moment.
“Oh, yes! Strangely enough, when I went to sleep with the amulet close to me, everything that had happened disappeared as if it were a lie! However..."
"However?"
Marcel's expression darkened again.
“I don’t think it’s completely over though.”
She took the amulet out of her bag and placed it on the table.
Simone's eyebrows furrowed.
'The state of the amulet.'
The amulet, which had been given to Marcel only two days ago, was very worn and tattered.
The edges were heavily torn and yellowed, and there were also black spots and burnt areas.
“Did you do this on purpose?”
“No! I didn’t do it!”
Marcel shook his head and hands vigorously, wondering if Simone was angry.
“It wasn’t me who did it, the amulet moved on its own and did this...”
Aha, so there was a reason you came early.
Simone picked up the amulet. Even if Marcel had intentionally damaged it, it couldn't have been this old.
This paper is called an amulet for easy reading, but it is actually paper that has absorbed the powerful mana of a necromancer.
Ghosts fear the mana of death, so this paper is used to scare them away.
So, ordinary souls would run away in case even a little bit of Simone's mana reaches them, and they wouldn't damage the amulet to this extent.
What ghost would risk his own annihilation by approaching an amulet and damaging it?
Nevertheless, if it had to be made like this, there is only one reason.
This is when the target of the harm is clear.
“It seems like Lady Millie wants to play with Lady Marcel somehow.”
“Millie...”
Even if her soul is destroyed and she is covered in the mana of death and in pain, she will tear the amulet apart and stay by Marcel's side to torment her.
It is no different from declaring it that way.
Simone crumpled up the amulet and threw it away, then looked at Marcel.
“What would you like to do?”
“Huh? What...?”
“What do you mean? If you came all the way here, you must have something to say.”
“Ah! That...”
Marcel's hand, which had been on her knee, fidgeted for a while as if she was hesitating, then took a pouch out of her bag and placed it on the table.
“Please help me, Simone.”
As Simone stared at her pocket, Marcel quickly opened it and showed her the contents.
It contained gold and silver coins mixed in an appropriate ratio.
“Are you requesting something?”
“Yes, I will. I will ask you. This is all the money I have. If you need more, uh, I will ask my mother and do something...”
Simone chuckled and pulled the bag out and placed it next to her.
“Simone?”
“Hey, Simone!”
Anna and Kaylee, who had been watching from the side, called out to her in horror.
Are you really going to take all that? Really? Are you going to take all that poor Young Lady's money for some other purpose?
Kaylee whispered and chided Simone as if she thought that might really be the case.
“You got some pocket money a while ago, right?”
“...I’m kidding.”
Simone took ten gold coins out of her pocket and gave them back to Marcel.
“This is enough.”
Actually, if it includes the cost of life, it would not be enough even if she received everything, but it is her first request, and Simone has a different purpose.
“Are you really okay with that?”
“Just this once. Now, I think I need to know more about the current situation. Can I stop by Young Lady’s mansion?”
“Oh, I have to ask that.”
Marcel looked embarrassed and avoided Simone's gaze.
Marcel knows that she has to take Simone to her room and show her what's going on in her room.
If only she could invite her to the mansion right now, but there was one problem.
“Actually…...To be honest... I’m really sorry to say this, so you might feel bad.”
“Please speak comfortably. I am used to hearing unpleasant words.”
Despite Simone's consideration, Marcel hesitated for a long time before finally opening his mouth to say this.
“I think my parents... still have a hard time understanding necromancers.”
"Ah."
In short, are you saying that they are one of the few nobles who still express aversion to necromancers?
The Luan Empire has been a country that has rejected necromancers for 300 years, and even without that, many feel uncomfortable with the idea of handling the power of death and controlling corpses, bones, and souls.
It was a fact that Simone was well aware of and it made her feel bad, but it was a problem she didn't really care about.
Marcel continued, making sure Simone's expression hadn't worsened significantly.
“And some people don’t believe me.”
In fact, it would be difficult for an ordinary person to believe that the dead come and torment you every night.
Her parents were not overly concerned, dismissing what was happening to Marcel as a simple nightmare.
That being said, she wasn't sure if her parents would allow Simone to visit the mansion.
Simone tilted her head at her words.
“So?”
"Yes?"
“Because Count and Countess Frey don’t like me very much and don’t trust Lady Marcel’s words, what is it?”
“Uh... what is it...”
“What should I say?”
It was a question that left her speechless. What did she want Simone to do by saying such things?
If Simone doesn't stop by the mansion to take care of this part, Simone won't be able to solve her problem.
Then, what kind of answer did Simone expect her to give, since it would only make her suffer more?
As Marcel bit her lip and lowered her head, Simone took another amulet out of the jewelry box on the table and handed it to him.
“The condition for accepting this request is that Lady Marcel cooperates with me in resolving this matter without any problems. First, take this.”
"Yes..."
Marcel took the amulet cautiously, her expression growing impatient again.
“Invite me to the Frey family mansion. If the first request is not met, I cannot complete this quest. I will not know what to do unless I see it for myself.”
"Yes."
Marcel's gaze became firmer than before.
“I spoke weakly. I’m sorry, Simone.”
"No."
“No matter what happens, I will try to make sure that Lady Simone can visit the mansion. Until the new amulet you gave me tears.”
Simone smiled faintly.
She could do it. She was the one who overcame her fear of the curse and walked into this mansion.
Simone made a deliberate effort to visit the Illeston Mansion to see if the client was willing to actively cooperate.
This is a kind of test Simone came up with because it would be difficult to solve the request if she didn't cooperate and at least be prepared to empty the entire mansion.
“No, I will definitely invite you. If only to find out why Millie is acting like this.”
Look at that burning will of Marcel, who says, "I've come this far, what can't I do?"
It seemed like a pretty good idea.
She thought it would take three days, but it seemed like Marcel had gone through a lot during that time, so the response was quite quick.
“Simone...”
The words were spoken timidly. On the contrary, the face looked impatient. However, the talisman was so effective that his complexion had improved greatly.
Simone smiled affectionately.
“I see you used the amulet well.”
Then Marcel's eyes grew wide.
“Simone, can you tell just by looking at it?”
“No, that’s not it.”
Simone reached out and pointed behind Marcel.
“I hope I can’t see you anymore.”
“...”
At Simone's words, Marcel's face hardened, and she suddenly turned around and trembled.
“What, what was behind me?”
“There aren’t any now, but at the last party, there were a ton.”
“There were a lot... a lot, a lot...”
“You looked like you had a lot on your plate at first glance, so I couldn’t help but talk to you.”
The ghosts surrounded her without fail, staring at her so closely that she could tell at a glance who Marcel was.
“Oh, I see....”
And there was a moment of silence. Marcel looked around, trembling with great anxiety.
'It must be scary.'
Simone came here on her own two feet and got used to it, so it's a comfortable mansion like her own home, but everyone who comes here for the first time trembles with anxiety like her.
That's understandable since this is the mansion of a cursed family.
Until recently, this was a family that had kept its doors locked and did not interact with other families.
There are various rumors about the Grand Duke of Illeston, and in fact, they are not completely unfounded.
That's why it must have taken a lot of determination for Marcel to set foot here.
'I expected it to take three days, including that.'
She was ready and arrived sooner than she thought.
Simone asked Marcel, offering her tea.
“Is it okay if you have the amulet?”
Marcel's expression brightened for a moment.
“Oh, yes! Strangely enough, when I went to sleep with the amulet close to me, everything that had happened disappeared as if it were a lie! However..."
"However?"
Marcel's expression darkened again.
“I don’t think it’s completely over though.”
She took the amulet out of her bag and placed it on the table.
Simone's eyebrows furrowed.
'The state of the amulet.'
The amulet, which had been given to Marcel only two days ago, was very worn and tattered.
The edges were heavily torn and yellowed, and there were also black spots and burnt areas.
“Did you do this on purpose?”
“No! I didn’t do it!”
Marcel shook his head and hands vigorously, wondering if Simone was angry.
“It wasn’t me who did it, the amulet moved on its own and did this...”
Aha, so there was a reason you came early.
Simone picked up the amulet. Even if Marcel had intentionally damaged it, it couldn't have been this old.
This paper is called an amulet for easy reading, but it is actually paper that has absorbed the powerful mana of a necromancer.
Ghosts fear the mana of death, so this paper is used to scare them away.
So, ordinary souls would run away in case even a little bit of Simone's mana reaches them, and they wouldn't damage the amulet to this extent.
What ghost would risk his own annihilation by approaching an amulet and damaging it?
Nevertheless, if it had to be made like this, there is only one reason.
This is when the target of the harm is clear.
“It seems like Lady Millie wants to play with Lady Marcel somehow.”
“Millie...”
Even if her soul is destroyed and she is covered in the mana of death and in pain, she will tear the amulet apart and stay by Marcel's side to torment her.
It is no different from declaring it that way.
Simone crumpled up the amulet and threw it away, then looked at Marcel.
“What would you like to do?”
“Huh? What...?”
“What do you mean? If you came all the way here, you must have something to say.”
“Ah! That...”
Marcel's hand, which had been on her knee, fidgeted for a while as if she was hesitating, then took a pouch out of her bag and placed it on the table.
“Please help me, Simone.”
As Simone stared at her pocket, Marcel quickly opened it and showed her the contents.
It contained gold and silver coins mixed in an appropriate ratio.
“Are you requesting something?”
“Yes, I will. I will ask you. This is all the money I have. If you need more, uh, I will ask my mother and do something...”
Simone chuckled and pulled the bag out and placed it next to her.
“Simone?”
“Hey, Simone!”
Anna and Kaylee, who had been watching from the side, called out to her in horror.
Are you really going to take all that? Really? Are you going to take all that poor Young Lady's money for some other purpose?
Kaylee whispered and chided Simone as if she thought that might really be the case.
“You got some pocket money a while ago, right?”
“...I’m kidding.”
Simone took ten gold coins out of her pocket and gave them back to Marcel.
“This is enough.”
Actually, if it includes the cost of life, it would not be enough even if she received everything, but it is her first request, and Simone has a different purpose.
“Are you really okay with that?”
“Just this once. Now, I think I need to know more about the current situation. Can I stop by Young Lady’s mansion?”
“Oh, I have to ask that.”
Marcel looked embarrassed and avoided Simone's gaze.
Marcel knows that she has to take Simone to her room and show her what's going on in her room.
If only she could invite her to the mansion right now, but there was one problem.
“Actually…...To be honest... I’m really sorry to say this, so you might feel bad.”
“Please speak comfortably. I am used to hearing unpleasant words.”
Despite Simone's consideration, Marcel hesitated for a long time before finally opening his mouth to say this.
“I think my parents... still have a hard time understanding necromancers.”
"Ah."
In short, are you saying that they are one of the few nobles who still express aversion to necromancers?
The Luan Empire has been a country that has rejected necromancers for 300 years, and even without that, many feel uncomfortable with the idea of handling the power of death and controlling corpses, bones, and souls.
It was a fact that Simone was well aware of and it made her feel bad, but it was a problem she didn't really care about.
Marcel continued, making sure Simone's expression hadn't worsened significantly.
“And some people don’t believe me.”
In fact, it would be difficult for an ordinary person to believe that the dead come and torment you every night.
Her parents were not overly concerned, dismissing what was happening to Marcel as a simple nightmare.
That being said, she wasn't sure if her parents would allow Simone to visit the mansion.
Simone tilted her head at her words.
“So?”
"Yes?"
“Because Count and Countess Frey don’t like me very much and don’t trust Lady Marcel’s words, what is it?”
“Uh... what is it...”
“What should I say?”
It was a question that left her speechless. What did she want Simone to do by saying such things?
If Simone doesn't stop by the mansion to take care of this part, Simone won't be able to solve her problem.
Then, what kind of answer did Simone expect her to give, since it would only make her suffer more?
As Marcel bit her lip and lowered her head, Simone took another amulet out of the jewelry box on the table and handed it to him.
“The condition for accepting this request is that Lady Marcel cooperates with me in resolving this matter without any problems. First, take this.”
"Yes..."
Marcel took the amulet cautiously, her expression growing impatient again.
“Invite me to the Frey family mansion. If the first request is not met, I cannot complete this quest. I will not know what to do unless I see it for myself.”
"Yes."
Marcel's gaze became firmer than before.
“I spoke weakly. I’m sorry, Simone.”
"No."
“No matter what happens, I will try to make sure that Lady Simone can visit the mansion. Until the new amulet you gave me tears.”
Simone smiled faintly.
She could do it. She was the one who overcame her fear of the curse and walked into this mansion.
Simone made a deliberate effort to visit the Illeston Mansion to see if the client was willing to actively cooperate.
This is a kind of test Simone came up with because it would be difficult to solve the request if she didn't cooperate and at least be prepared to empty the entire mansion.
“No, I will definitely invite you. If only to find out why Millie is acting like this.”
Look at that burning will of Marcel, who says, "I've come this far, what can't I do?"
It seemed like a pretty good idea.
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