‘Why are you doing this...’
Simone gritted her teeth, feeling a thousand questions and unbearable disgust.
But what can you do when you see this horrible sight? At least until the sun rises, you have no idea why they were there.
'But I found the evidence.'
Tiera and the director used ghosts to kill students and employees and store their bodies here. This shocking sight will serve as evidence to prove it.
At the very least, the director should explain why some of the corpses brought into this storage facility were those of students and employees.
“Ugh...”
Simone has seen the sight of corpses piled up like mountains before... but no matter how much she looks at it, there are things she just can't get used to.
Simone looked away from the morgue, feeling nauseous again and again.
'Let's deal with those first and then come back.'
The mana that had been scattered by the shock at her fingertips began to ripple again.
The ghosts, who had been slowly closing the distance between them, stopped when they thought it was time. Simone smiled crookedly.
“You wanted to keep me here?”
It looks like they were trying to throw Simone into the morgue, just as they had pushed Jane onto the roof.
Simone doesn't know why it's here, or what secrets are hidden in this storage.
'It doesn't matter.'
Because she's not going in anyway.
The aura felt in the vault was so ominous that it would be unbearable for most necromancers and they would be drawn in, but it wasn't that bad for Simone. She wasn't really afraid of ghosts.
Ugh...
Simone's eyes glowed red. Then as if she had never been scared before, she lightly waved her hand, and sharp mana shot out like a blade, instantly destroying dozens of ghosts.
Kkiyaaaaak!!!
The ear-piercing screams of the ghosts could be heard for a long time, and then silence fell in an instant.
“...Oh my. This is hard.”
Simone sighed and picked up the radio seat.
Dozens or hundreds, this is nothing. Rather, it was much harder to run around barefoot while acting like she wasn't even good at it.
So she might have let her guard down.
The room became quiet. Simone sighed at the thought that there was no more danger and activated the communication seat.
"...Uh?"
No, she tried to make it work.
Why isn't my communicator working?
Simone frowned. No matter how much mana she injected into the communication stone, it wouldn't connect.
“Why is it like this?”
Abel, who had been talking loudly whenever he had the chance, became quiet. Did the magic spell from the communications stone get erased?
At that moment.
Bam.
“Ahh!”
Simone fell over in excruciating pain in her back.
“Ugh! Ah...”
As Simone was still unconscious from the sudden pain, a slender silhouette began to push her towards the morgue, panting heavily.
“Who, who...”
“Why did it have to be that stupid bitch, that crazy bitch...”
This voice.
'Director!'
She pushed Simone hard and swore through her teeth.
Simone tried to grab her hand in a hurry, but the director's hand was more rough than she had thought.
More than anything, she didn't have the strength to endure the pain she felt on her back.
"Ahhh..."
Simone was pushed helplessly and fell into the morgue.
A disgusting stench and an overwhelming sense of death came over Simone.
'Damn it...'
Where did Abel go...? He must have been watching the director. Since the communication seat connection was not working, there was no way to know what happened.
“Ugh...”
Judging by the pain felt on her back, the weapon appears to be a sharp object such as a dagger or an awl.
'First, I have to get out of here...'
As Simone gritted her teeth and tried to get up, the director appeared in front of the storage room door.
The director looked down at Simone with cold eyes.
"...Director."
Simone's eyes glowed red. The expression was dark with anger, and the aura of death rippled from her entire body. The director shivered in horror, but instead of backing down, she met her eyes and spoke.
“I will now incur the wrath of the God of death.”
“...”
“But I won’t die right now. God can’t kill humans with his own hands.”
What is that guy talking about? Just as Simone was about to swing her mana with all her might, the arm of the corpse at the bottom of the mountain of corpses grabbed her hand.
“Ugh!”
Simone's mana was not expressed and was absorbed by the corpse. It was an unpleasant feeling as if her yang energy was being sucked out.
The director spoke with a calm expression as if she was familiar with the sight.
“But if the Saintess lives to greet the morning today, I will die. I will lose all the wealth and fame I have accumulated, and I will be executed as a criminal who attempted to harm a necromancer from another empire.”
And that's not all. Simone will also surely take issue with the fact that the corpses in the morgue are a mixture of students and servants.
What will happen to the director when it is discovered that students they had thought were missing had been dead for a long time and were in the institution's morgue?
Tiera, the daughter of the Duke's family, will somehow survive with her father's power. However, the director will die in disgrace, taking all the blame for the murders of the noble family's students, including Tiera's.
'It wasn't something I wanted to do in the first place!'
That crazy Tiera bitch. She told her not to touch Simone, no matter who she touched because if she did, things could get really out of control!
Did that really get on her nerves? She ended up causing an accident.
“That’s why these nobles are...!”
Because they grow up only receiving love, they don't know how to control their emotions and think that they can just live their lives doing whatever they want.
“What the hell are you talking about... Do you want to die?”
The bleeding from the place where the weapon was stuck was severe. Simone gritted her teeth and tried to recharge her mana, but each time she did, the corpses in the mountain of corpses would take turns grabbing Simone and absorbing her mana.
It was impossible to deal with it because it held on so tenaciously as if it wanted to absorb even a little bit of mana.
“F*ck...”
So that's why you brought me to the morgue.
The director watched her, grinned, and opened the door to the morgue.
“So, Saintess, please let me enjoy life, wealth, and fame a little longer. As for the punishment that the God of Death will give me... well, I guess I can receive it when I die of old age.”
"For a moment..."
Creak
Simone felt around her back and pulled out the weapon stuck in her body. It was a dagger.
“You were completely determined to kill me.”
Did it really have to come to this?
It was such a hopeless situation that she could only laugh in vain.
If she hadn't been stabbed by the sword, she wouldn't be trapped here.
“Phew..."
Simone shook off the corpse's hands and feet and got up.
The bleeding was severe and, above all, it was scary. Even for Simone, it was hard to bear being alone in this dark space filled with corpses.
It will probably soon become dangerous due to excessive bleeding.
Normally, Simone would have trusted her colleagues and passed out in peace, but since the communications desk was down, she felt anxious.
Rattle rattle! Boom!
Of course, the door doesn't open.
Bang! Crunch!
Even if you try to shake off the corpse's hand and destroy it with mana, it won't work, as if it were under magic.
That sucks.
Simone sat down with a blank expression as the corpses clung to her, not missing a single moment.
'Let's think about it.'
It's not going to work if you just try to break down the door.
Since the wound is severe and every time she uses mana, it is absorbed by the moving corpses for some reason, so knocking on the poor door only shortens her life.
What should I do...
'Cut the corpse clean?'
If you destroy them... No, there are too many corpses, and if you release the mana carelessly, it could end up absorbing the mana from all the corpses.
'Or, even if it's a bit too much, if I release a level of mana that the corpse can't handle...'
There's also a corpse that was a necromancer, so is that possible?
It was a time when Simone was struggling to endure the pain and continue to worry.
Whee- Whee-
Simone raised her head at the sound of a whistle coming from somewhere.
Whee- Whee-
Baby- Baby-
My dear baby-
From somewhere in the mountain of corpses, a feeble and weak singing voice with no trace of life could be heard.
Don't cry-
Baby- Baby-
Don't make any noise-
Baby- Baby-
Cut open the mother's belly
Baby- Baby-
Twist the mother's neck
Baby- Baby-
I'd rather die
Simone gritted her teeth, feeling a thousand questions and unbearable disgust.
But what can you do when you see this horrible sight? At least until the sun rises, you have no idea why they were there.
'But I found the evidence.'
Tiera and the director used ghosts to kill students and employees and store their bodies here. This shocking sight will serve as evidence to prove it.
At the very least, the director should explain why some of the corpses brought into this storage facility were those of students and employees.
“Ugh...”
Simone has seen the sight of corpses piled up like mountains before... but no matter how much she looks at it, there are things she just can't get used to.
Simone looked away from the morgue, feeling nauseous again and again.
'Let's deal with those first and then come back.'
The mana that had been scattered by the shock at her fingertips began to ripple again.
The ghosts, who had been slowly closing the distance between them, stopped when they thought it was time. Simone smiled crookedly.
“You wanted to keep me here?”
It looks like they were trying to throw Simone into the morgue, just as they had pushed Jane onto the roof.
Simone doesn't know why it's here, or what secrets are hidden in this storage.
'It doesn't matter.'
Because she's not going in anyway.
The aura felt in the vault was so ominous that it would be unbearable for most necromancers and they would be drawn in, but it wasn't that bad for Simone. She wasn't really afraid of ghosts.
Ugh...
Simone's eyes glowed red. Then as if she had never been scared before, she lightly waved her hand, and sharp mana shot out like a blade, instantly destroying dozens of ghosts.
Kkiyaaaaak!!!
The ear-piercing screams of the ghosts could be heard for a long time, and then silence fell in an instant.
“...Oh my. This is hard.”
Simone sighed and picked up the radio seat.
Dozens or hundreds, this is nothing. Rather, it was much harder to run around barefoot while acting like she wasn't even good at it.
So she might have let her guard down.
The room became quiet. Simone sighed at the thought that there was no more danger and activated the communication seat.
"...Uh?"
No, she tried to make it work.
Why isn't my communicator working?
Simone frowned. No matter how much mana she injected into the communication stone, it wouldn't connect.
“Why is it like this?”
Abel, who had been talking loudly whenever he had the chance, became quiet. Did the magic spell from the communications stone get erased?
At that moment.
Bam.
“Ahh!”
Simone fell over in excruciating pain in her back.
“Ugh! Ah...”
As Simone was still unconscious from the sudden pain, a slender silhouette began to push her towards the morgue, panting heavily.
“Who, who...”
“Why did it have to be that stupid bitch, that crazy bitch...”
This voice.
'Director!'
She pushed Simone hard and swore through her teeth.
Simone tried to grab her hand in a hurry, but the director's hand was more rough than she had thought.
More than anything, she didn't have the strength to endure the pain she felt on her back.
"Ahhh..."
Simone was pushed helplessly and fell into the morgue.
A disgusting stench and an overwhelming sense of death came over Simone.
'Damn it...'
Where did Abel go...? He must have been watching the director. Since the communication seat connection was not working, there was no way to know what happened.
“Ugh...”
Judging by the pain felt on her back, the weapon appears to be a sharp object such as a dagger or an awl.
'First, I have to get out of here...'
As Simone gritted her teeth and tried to get up, the director appeared in front of the storage room door.
The director looked down at Simone with cold eyes.
"...Director."
Simone's eyes glowed red. The expression was dark with anger, and the aura of death rippled from her entire body. The director shivered in horror, but instead of backing down, she met her eyes and spoke.
“I will now incur the wrath of the God of death.”
“...”
“But I won’t die right now. God can’t kill humans with his own hands.”
What is that guy talking about? Just as Simone was about to swing her mana with all her might, the arm of the corpse at the bottom of the mountain of corpses grabbed her hand.
“Ugh!”
Simone's mana was not expressed and was absorbed by the corpse. It was an unpleasant feeling as if her yang energy was being sucked out.
The director spoke with a calm expression as if she was familiar with the sight.
“But if the Saintess lives to greet the morning today, I will die. I will lose all the wealth and fame I have accumulated, and I will be executed as a criminal who attempted to harm a necromancer from another empire.”
And that's not all. Simone will also surely take issue with the fact that the corpses in the morgue are a mixture of students and servants.
What will happen to the director when it is discovered that students they had thought were missing had been dead for a long time and were in the institution's morgue?
Tiera, the daughter of the Duke's family, will somehow survive with her father's power. However, the director will die in disgrace, taking all the blame for the murders of the noble family's students, including Tiera's.
'It wasn't something I wanted to do in the first place!'
That crazy Tiera bitch. She told her not to touch Simone, no matter who she touched because if she did, things could get really out of control!
Did that really get on her nerves? She ended up causing an accident.
“That’s why these nobles are...!”
Because they grow up only receiving love, they don't know how to control their emotions and think that they can just live their lives doing whatever they want.
“What the hell are you talking about... Do you want to die?”
The bleeding from the place where the weapon was stuck was severe. Simone gritted her teeth and tried to recharge her mana, but each time she did, the corpses in the mountain of corpses would take turns grabbing Simone and absorbing her mana.
It was impossible to deal with it because it held on so tenaciously as if it wanted to absorb even a little bit of mana.
“F*ck...”
So that's why you brought me to the morgue.
The director watched her, grinned, and opened the door to the morgue.
“So, Saintess, please let me enjoy life, wealth, and fame a little longer. As for the punishment that the God of Death will give me... well, I guess I can receive it when I die of old age.”
"For a moment..."
Creak
The door leading outside was slowly closing.
“The Saintess died in an accident. What if she went berserk while trying to awaken the spirits in the morgue?”
Squeak- bang!
“...”
The door closed completely. Then came the sound of the door locking.
Pitch-black darkness where you can't see even an inch ahead. Dead bodies, a foul smell, and the pain you feel on your back, Simone is trapped alone.
“Oh my God, it hurts so much, really....”
“The Saintess died in an accident. What if she went berserk while trying to awaken the spirits in the morgue?”
Squeak- bang!
“...”
The door closed completely. Then came the sound of the door locking.
Pitch-black darkness where you can't see even an inch ahead. Dead bodies, a foul smell, and the pain you feel on your back, Simone is trapped alone.
“Oh my God, it hurts so much, really....”
Simone felt around her back and pulled out the weapon stuck in her body. It was a dagger.
“You were completely determined to kill me.”
Did it really have to come to this?
It was such a hopeless situation that she could only laugh in vain.
If she hadn't been stabbed by the sword, she wouldn't be trapped here.
“Phew..."
Simone shook off the corpse's hands and feet and got up.
The bleeding was severe and, above all, it was scary. Even for Simone, it was hard to bear being alone in this dark space filled with corpses.
It will probably soon become dangerous due to excessive bleeding.
Normally, Simone would have trusted her colleagues and passed out in peace, but since the communications desk was down, she felt anxious.
Rattle rattle! Boom!
Of course, the door doesn't open.
Bang! Crunch!
Even if you try to shake off the corpse's hand and destroy it with mana, it won't work, as if it were under magic.
That sucks.
Simone sat down with a blank expression as the corpses clung to her, not missing a single moment.
'Let's think about it.'
It's not going to work if you just try to break down the door.
Since the wound is severe and every time she uses mana, it is absorbed by the moving corpses for some reason, so knocking on the poor door only shortens her life.
What should I do...
'Cut the corpse clean?'
If you destroy them... No, there are too many corpses, and if you release the mana carelessly, it could end up absorbing the mana from all the corpses.
'Or, even if it's a bit too much, if I release a level of mana that the corpse can't handle...'
There's also a corpse that was a necromancer, so is that possible?
It was a time when Simone was struggling to endure the pain and continue to worry.
Whee- Whee-
Simone raised her head at the sound of a whistle coming from somewhere.
Whee- Whee-
Baby- Baby-
My dear baby-
From somewhere in the mountain of corpses, a feeble and weak singing voice with no trace of life could be heard.
Don't cry-
Baby- Baby-
Don't make any noise-
Baby- Baby-
Cut open the mother's belly
Baby- Baby-
Twist the mother's neck
Baby- Baby-
I'd rather die
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