“If it’s Jane, isn’t that the girl you were talking about?”
“That’s right. That’s right...”
As soon as she arrived at the educational institution, what kind of a bolt from the blue was this? Simone gritted her teeth as she ran.
This was really unexpected. As soon as she got back, something happened, and it was even Jane.
'Couldn't it have been stopped by a talisman?'
When Jane had previously sought advice from Simone, the energy she had felt from her had never been life-threatening.
But was it a curse that was festering inside?
Simone and Geneon, who had been following the students, soon arrived in front of the servants' quarters and stopped.
In front of the building, everyone, including employees and students, was looking up at the top of the building.
Abel, who should be here, was nowhere to be seen. He was probably hastily climbing up to the rooftop.
When Simone raised her head, she saw someone's silhouette. The face was not visible due to the shadow caused by the sunlight, but she could tell at a glance that it was Jane.
She ran here in a hurry, but her heart calmed down when she saw Jane.
Simone looked at Jane quietly and asked Geneon in a small voice.
“Do you feel anything? I don’t feel anything.”
If Jane, who was so positive, had gone up there, there should have been a sense of a curse or a spirit, but there was nothing like that for Jane.
It was just the same as what she had felt before, just the energy and form of an ordinary human being. Geneon also shook his head.
“I don’t feel anything either.”
“Then you’re saying that it’s not a curse?”
If nothing unusual is found for either Simone or Geneon, does that mean Jane really had a change of heart and went up there?
Then Geneon shook his head.
“I can’t be sure. I’ll have to rescue the child and ask her for more details, but curses aren’t always the kind that can be detected.”
At that moment, someone's hand snatched Jane, who was standing precariously on the railing, up onto the roof.
The voices of those who were frightened by the sudden movement and those who were relieved could be heard here and there. Soon, instead of Jane, a redhead poked his head out of the railing and drew a large circle above his head as if she was okay now.
“I guess Abel saved her. Let’s go and see.”
Simone made her way through the confused crowd to the rooftop of the servants' quarters.
On the rooftop, Jane was surrounded by Abel and numerous servants.
It seemed that the servants were blocking the railing with their bodies in case Jane had any strange thoughts again.
"Jane."
As Simone approached her, calling her name, Jane, pale, looked at Simone with a trembling face.
“Sim, Simone.”
“Are you okay?”
Judging from her speech or facial expressions, she doesn't seem to be possessed by anything, and there are no spirits or anything around her.
When Simone sat down near Jane, Jane seemed to relax a little and the servants who had been holding her also distanced themselves from her.
“What’s going on? Let’s go down first. You too, Abel.”
"Ugh."
Simone supported Jane, and Abel, who had not even been able to put down his luggage and had climbed up to the rooftop, threw his luggage to a random servant who was just standing there and followed Simone.
They headed to the dormitory room where Simone was staying.
When she thought about where would be a good place to have a quiet conversation, there was no better place than the dormitory where Simone occupied an entire floor alone.
Simone asked Jane as she poured her some tea.
“What's going on?”
“Lady Simone...”
As soon as Jane heard Simone's question, she started sobbing and soon began to sob.
“Ugh! Please save me...”
“Please save me..."
Jane, with trembling hands, took out the amulet Simone had given her before she left for her vacation and showed it to her.
Simone frowned. The amulet was charred.
However, it is in good condition compared to the completely reduced amulets seen in the Luan Empire.
'I don't think it's too dangerous at this point.'
Of course, it's a pretty strong spirit to be able to burn a talisman, but it doesn't seem to be that bad.
First of all, Jane is a necromancer, so she should be a spirit of a level that she can deal with.
But how did Jane end up on the rooftop?
“I know it’s been hard, but why don’t you stop crying and talk? Simone and I are waiting to help you.”
Abel said as he handed Jane his crumpled handkerchief. Jane nodded, trying to stop the tears she could not hide.
Looking closely at her face, Simone noticed that in just a few days, her already haggard face had become even paler and more haggard.
“Did you not return home by any chance?”
Jane nodded. She began to cry again, clearly upset that she had been here all weekend without seeing her new family.
Simone sighed deeply. She understood that it was sad, but unfortunately, Simone, Abel, and Geneon were all people who could not offer any consolation or sympathy, so she was just a little fed up.
“Sigh, sob...”
“...”
When people just watched without reacting, Jane finally stopped crying, perhaps feeling a little embarrassed.
“Well, what happened was...”
Jane began to speak cautiously about what had happened.
This happened a week ago.
So it started from the night Simone first entered the educational institution.
After seeing the white-faced ghost under Jane's blanket, a ghost began visiting Jane's room every other day.
One day, she was lying straight with her head turned away from her as if she was going to take over the bed, looking at Jane. Another day, she was hiding behind the door and smiling with only her face showing.
Another day, she was hanging upside down from the ceiling, struggling as if trying to grab Jane, pulling at her roommate Carol's hair and pretending to strangle her.
“At first, it wasn’t that threatening. I’m afraid of ghosts, so I was a bit startled, but I didn’t know what to do, so I just...”
“You just left it? You didn’t destroy it? You learn about it in educational institutions.”
Probably the first thing you learn upon entering this educational institution is how to use mana and absorb souls.
Absorbing a soul meant destroying it. There was no way Jane couldn't do that.
But Jane's face turned bright red and she stammered with an embarrassed look on her face.
“I, I’ve never done it before... I’ve only ever exterminated the spirits in the morgue, but I’ve never confronted a spirit that torments a person.”
"Ah..."
“I think it’s probably the same for other students.”
This is why experience is important.
“Did you tell the professor?”
“I told him, but... he just said, ‘I’ll take care of it, so don’t worry about it,’ and in the end he didn’t do anything.”
“Huh? Why didn’t he do anything? The professors are followers of the God of death, so shouldn’t he be treating necromancers well?”
“I don’t really know why.”
Jane spoke with an even more upset and resentful expression on her face.
“Of course, the professors only serve the first generation of necromancers, but they are not the type of people to turn away from like this.”
There is something.
This school has something of an uneasy lurking corner, Simone thought, concentrating on Jane's words.
“Even when I asked Carol, she said she couldn’t see anything... So there was nothing I could do, so I just forced myself to get through each day.”
Should I really talk to Simone and ask for help? No, she can't ask a foreign necromancer for something unnecessary.
As Jane spends each day worrying about this dozens or hundreds of times a day, time flies by and it is now the day before the weekend.
Simone, worried about Jane, gave her an amulet, and Jane eventually had to send her away without saying a word.
'But now I'm going home.'
This bullying only happens in educational institutions, and especially in dormitories.
She will be able to escape from those spirits, even if only for a very short time.
It was the moment when Jane grabbed the doorknob and left the room with her packed luggage with a little hope.
Click-
The door is locked.
"...Uh?"
Jane didn't lock the door. The door just locked itself.
“Why is it like this?”
As Jane tried to unlock the door and open it again, there was another click - the door was locked.
"Why..."
Is it broken? Jane panicked and tried to reach for the hook again.
Where are you going?
A pale arm reached in and wrapped itself around Jane's waist, along with a creepy laugh from behind.
“...”
As Jane shuddered and tried to turn her head, a pale face suddenly appeared over her shoulder and said.
You can't go
Until you die
Heheheehe
“That’s right. That’s right...”
As soon as she arrived at the educational institution, what kind of a bolt from the blue was this? Simone gritted her teeth as she ran.
This was really unexpected. As soon as she got back, something happened, and it was even Jane.
'Couldn't it have been stopped by a talisman?'
When Jane had previously sought advice from Simone, the energy she had felt from her had never been life-threatening.
But was it a curse that was festering inside?
Simone and Geneon, who had been following the students, soon arrived in front of the servants' quarters and stopped.
In front of the building, everyone, including employees and students, was looking up at the top of the building.
Abel, who should be here, was nowhere to be seen. He was probably hastily climbing up to the rooftop.
When Simone raised her head, she saw someone's silhouette. The face was not visible due to the shadow caused by the sunlight, but she could tell at a glance that it was Jane.
She ran here in a hurry, but her heart calmed down when she saw Jane.
Simone looked at Jane quietly and asked Geneon in a small voice.
“Do you feel anything? I don’t feel anything.”
If Jane, who was so positive, had gone up there, there should have been a sense of a curse or a spirit, but there was nothing like that for Jane.
It was just the same as what she had felt before, just the energy and form of an ordinary human being. Geneon also shook his head.
“I don’t feel anything either.”
“Then you’re saying that it’s not a curse?”
If nothing unusual is found for either Simone or Geneon, does that mean Jane really had a change of heart and went up there?
Then Geneon shook his head.
“I can’t be sure. I’ll have to rescue the child and ask her for more details, but curses aren’t always the kind that can be detected.”
At that moment, someone's hand snatched Jane, who was standing precariously on the railing, up onto the roof.
The voices of those who were frightened by the sudden movement and those who were relieved could be heard here and there. Soon, instead of Jane, a redhead poked his head out of the railing and drew a large circle above his head as if she was okay now.
“I guess Abel saved her. Let’s go and see.”
Simone made her way through the confused crowd to the rooftop of the servants' quarters.
On the rooftop, Jane was surrounded by Abel and numerous servants.
It seemed that the servants were blocking the railing with their bodies in case Jane had any strange thoughts again.
"Jane."
As Simone approached her, calling her name, Jane, pale, looked at Simone with a trembling face.
“Sim, Simone.”
“Are you okay?”
Judging from her speech or facial expressions, she doesn't seem to be possessed by anything, and there are no spirits or anything around her.
When Simone sat down near Jane, Jane seemed to relax a little and the servants who had been holding her also distanced themselves from her.
“What’s going on? Let’s go down first. You too, Abel.”
"Ugh."
Simone supported Jane, and Abel, who had not even been able to put down his luggage and had climbed up to the rooftop, threw his luggage to a random servant who was just standing there and followed Simone.
***
They headed to the dormitory room where Simone was staying.
When she thought about where would be a good place to have a quiet conversation, there was no better place than the dormitory where Simone occupied an entire floor alone.
Simone asked Jane as she poured her some tea.
“What's going on?”
“Lady Simone...”
As soon as Jane heard Simone's question, she started sobbing and soon began to sob.
“Ugh! Please save me...”
“Please save me..."
Jane, with trembling hands, took out the amulet Simone had given her before she left for her vacation and showed it to her.
Simone frowned. The amulet was charred.
However, it is in good condition compared to the completely reduced amulets seen in the Luan Empire.
'I don't think it's too dangerous at this point.'
Of course, it's a pretty strong spirit to be able to burn a talisman, but it doesn't seem to be that bad.
First of all, Jane is a necromancer, so she should be a spirit of a level that she can deal with.
But how did Jane end up on the rooftop?
“I know it’s been hard, but why don’t you stop crying and talk? Simone and I are waiting to help you.”
Abel said as he handed Jane his crumpled handkerchief. Jane nodded, trying to stop the tears she could not hide.
Looking closely at her face, Simone noticed that in just a few days, her already haggard face had become even paler and more haggard.
“Did you not return home by any chance?”
Jane nodded. She began to cry again, clearly upset that she had been here all weekend without seeing her new family.
Simone sighed deeply. She understood that it was sad, but unfortunately, Simone, Abel, and Geneon were all people who could not offer any consolation or sympathy, so she was just a little fed up.
“Sigh, sob...”
“...”
When people just watched without reacting, Jane finally stopped crying, perhaps feeling a little embarrassed.
“Well, what happened was...”
Jane began to speak cautiously about what had happened.
This happened a week ago.
So it started from the night Simone first entered the educational institution.
After seeing the white-faced ghost under Jane's blanket, a ghost began visiting Jane's room every other day.
One day, she was lying straight with her head turned away from her as if she was going to take over the bed, looking at Jane. Another day, she was hiding behind the door and smiling with only her face showing.
Another day, she was hanging upside down from the ceiling, struggling as if trying to grab Jane, pulling at her roommate Carol's hair and pretending to strangle her.
“At first, it wasn’t that threatening. I’m afraid of ghosts, so I was a bit startled, but I didn’t know what to do, so I just...”
“You just left it? You didn’t destroy it? You learn about it in educational institutions.”
Probably the first thing you learn upon entering this educational institution is how to use mana and absorb souls.
Absorbing a soul meant destroying it. There was no way Jane couldn't do that.
But Jane's face turned bright red and she stammered with an embarrassed look on her face.
“I, I’ve never done it before... I’ve only ever exterminated the spirits in the morgue, but I’ve never confronted a spirit that torments a person.”
"Ah..."
“I think it’s probably the same for other students.”
This is why experience is important.
“Did you tell the professor?”
“I told him, but... he just said, ‘I’ll take care of it, so don’t worry about it,’ and in the end he didn’t do anything.”
“Huh? Why didn’t he do anything? The professors are followers of the God of death, so shouldn’t he be treating necromancers well?”
“I don’t really know why.”
Jane spoke with an even more upset and resentful expression on her face.
“Of course, the professors only serve the first generation of necromancers, but they are not the type of people to turn away from like this.”
There is something.
This school has something of an uneasy lurking corner, Simone thought, concentrating on Jane's words.
“Even when I asked Carol, she said she couldn’t see anything... So there was nothing I could do, so I just forced myself to get through each day.”
Should I really talk to Simone and ask for help? No, she can't ask a foreign necromancer for something unnecessary.
As Jane spends each day worrying about this dozens or hundreds of times a day, time flies by and it is now the day before the weekend.
Simone, worried about Jane, gave her an amulet, and Jane eventually had to send her away without saying a word.
'But now I'm going home.'
This bullying only happens in educational institutions, and especially in dormitories.
She will be able to escape from those spirits, even if only for a very short time.
It was the moment when Jane grabbed the doorknob and left the room with her packed luggage with a little hope.
Click-
The door is locked.
"...Uh?"
Jane didn't lock the door. The door just locked itself.
“Why is it like this?”
As Jane tried to unlock the door and open it again, there was another click - the door was locked.
"Why..."
Is it broken? Jane panicked and tried to reach for the hook again.
Where are you going?
A pale arm reached in and wrapped itself around Jane's waist, along with a creepy laugh from behind.
“...”
As Jane shuddered and tried to turn her head, a pale face suddenly appeared over her shoulder and said.
You can't go
Until you die
Heheheehe
The room was filled with only the sound of ghostly laughter.
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