“From that day until now, I’ve always been! Take care of that kid! As if I were some kind of servant of the Ksaki family!”
Abel knocked out Sopheina, who was complaining as if it was unfair.
“Even so, a murderer is a murderer. Making excuses. Tsk.”
Simone stood up, staring at her face. She understands not wanting to die. But how can she understand the act of killing someone to live?
No matter how unfair it may be, no one will agree with what Sopheina or the director says.
Louis approached Simone.
“For now, it would be best to leave the institution and go to where the Grand Duke and Grand Duchess of Illeston are staying. I don’t want to keep Lady Simone here any longer.”
“I’ll just clean up a bit and go. I’ll just change my clothes and go out.”
Simone sighed and headed to her room. Looking at her clothes in tatters again, she felt like she had done something bad to herself.
'Still, I guess I should be thankful that I'm alive.'
Why do I get involved in things like this wherever I go? Simone sighed as she felt damp with every step she took.
Simone changed her clothes, packed her bags, and headed to the captain's office instead of where the others were waiting.
“Hmm...”
Simone, standing in front of the director's room door, kicked the door open with a displeased expression.
I'm not sure if it's worth it, but it's still a bit creepy, so I guess it's better to just check it out and go?
Simone grabbed the doorknob of the director's room. But surprisingly, the door to the director's room, which she had thought would be locked, opened easily.
Simone looked around the director's room, her mouth watering for no reason. Then she started rummaging through the drawers.
“You said it was a red jewel?”
The direction said that Duke Ksaki had given her a red gem that could absorb the mana of death.
Since it happened in the Serk Empire, she could just pass it off as something like that magic stone, but something felt off.
A jewel, red, a type of magic stone never seen before in the original.
There was a smell of a familiar group.
Simone, who was opening all the drawers in the room, lowered her head when she found a locked drawer under the desk.
It seemed like it needed a key to open, but she searched the entire room but never found a key.
Perhaps the director hid it in a separate room.
“If there is, it should be inside here. Can I open this with force...”
No way. But if the jewel is in this room, it would definitely be here.
Click, click, click.
Abel knocked out Sopheina, who was complaining as if it was unfair.
“Even so, a murderer is a murderer. Making excuses. Tsk.”
Simone stood up, staring at her face. She understands not wanting to die. But how can she understand the act of killing someone to live?
No matter how unfair it may be, no one will agree with what Sopheina or the director says.
Louis approached Simone.
“For now, it would be best to leave the institution and go to where the Grand Duke and Grand Duchess of Illeston are staying. I don’t want to keep Lady Simone here any longer.”
“I’ll just clean up a bit and go. I’ll just change my clothes and go out.”
Simone sighed and headed to her room. Looking at her clothes in tatters again, she felt like she had done something bad to herself.
'Still, I guess I should be thankful that I'm alive.'
Why do I get involved in things like this wherever I go? Simone sighed as she felt damp with every step she took.
Simone changed her clothes, packed her bags, and headed to the captain's office instead of where the others were waiting.
“Hmm...”
Simone, standing in front of the director's room door, kicked the door open with a displeased expression.
I'm not sure if it's worth it, but it's still a bit creepy, so I guess it's better to just check it out and go?
Simone grabbed the doorknob of the director's room. But surprisingly, the door to the director's room, which she had thought would be locked, opened easily.
Simone looked around the director's room, her mouth watering for no reason. Then she started rummaging through the drawers.
“You said it was a red jewel?”
The direction said that Duke Ksaki had given her a red gem that could absorb the mana of death.
Since it happened in the Serk Empire, she could just pass it off as something like that magic stone, but something felt off.
A jewel, red, a type of magic stone never seen before in the original.
There was a smell of a familiar group.
Simone, who was opening all the drawers in the room, lowered her head when she found a locked drawer under the desk.
It seemed like it needed a key to open, but she searched the entire room but never found a key.
Perhaps the director hid it in a separate room.
“If there is, it should be inside here. Can I open this with force...”
No way. But if the jewel is in this room, it would definitely be here.
Click, click, click.
It was when Simone was shaking the drawer.
Knock.
“What are you doing here?”
Someone was leaning against the doorframe, watching Simone. When Simone flinched and raised her head, Bianchi came over to her with a smirk.
“I was looking for you because you hadn’t come for so long. I thought you were possessed again.”
“It’s okay here. There’s no sound.”
“Really? But what were you doing?”
Bianchi stood next to Simone without hesitation and looked at the locked drawer. Then he chuckled.
“Pretty, did you try to open this with force? You can’t just untie this-”
"Then?"
“Look. You can’t untie it with wire. There’s a magic spell engraved on it.”
Bianchi moved closer to Simone and pointed to the small engraving below the keyhole.
“...Is this a ritual?”
She thought it was just a pattern carved into the furniture. Bianchi nodded and ran his hand through the keyhole.
“Nobles do this a lot. They are people with many secrets, right? Even if a thief breaks in, he probably won’t be able to open this drawer.”
“Ah... Then should I just break it apart and take it to Orkan?”
“Huh? No, no.”
Bianchi chuckled, took a gold needle out of his clothes, and thrust it into Simone.
“Why do you need him when I am here?”
“I heard there’s a magic spell engraved here?”
Bianchi, a former thief, knows how to open locked doors with ease, but Bianchi is no magician.
Simone understands that among Abel's group, Orkan is the only one who can dispel magic spells?
When Simone spoke with a puzzled look, Bianchi said slyly.
“Am I some kind of thief? This is nothing. I knew something like this would happen, so I asked Orkan to take care of it. Haha!”
Simone smiled awkwardly as she watched Bianchi speaking excitedly.
Orkan, who probably cast the dispel spell on the golden needle, probably did so without knowing what Bianchi would use it for.
Well, it's a bit awkward, but I decided not to say anything because it helps now.
“Please.”
"Yes-"
As Simone stepped back, Bianchi smiled and lowered his head, then unlocked the door in one breath.
As always, no matter when she sees it, it is truly an amazing hand technique.
Bianchi opened the drawer himself and left, and Simone was able to immediately find the red jewel in a box inside the drawer.
A brilliant jewel that glowed red like the eye of a necromancer. Simone could easily tell that this was the jewel of the Occult Society.
'This is it...'
“Simone?”
Bianchi called her name with a puzzled look on his face.
Simone, who had been looking down at the jewels coldly just a moment ago, was now smiling.
“Oh my! How long do I have to keep doing this? I want you to talk things out? Why are they acting like that! They should fight instead! Ugh!”
Abel screamed and jumped up, but was forced to sit down with his mouth covered by Bianchi and Orkan.
Abel was dying of frustration at this situation. In front of his eyes, Simone and the black cat Geneon were glaring at each other and having a staring contest, while the others just kept their mouths shut and watched their reactions.
The atmosphere was so bad that Abel kept his mouth shut at first, but as the silence grew longer, he felt frustrated and wanted to scream.
Even to Abel, no one could tell him why the two of them were glaring at each other like that.
“Shh. Be quiet. I’ll tell you.”
“What is it? Why are you two acting like that? You were worrying and nagging me just now, but you were acting like usual?”
“Because of the work of lifting the curse on Lord Geneon.”
"Curse?"
What are you talking about? Abel looked at Geneon with a frown.
“Why is that? You can’t solve it right now anyway, right? You said Geneon die if you solved it.”
Bianchi shook his head as if he felt sorry for Abel's question.
“I thought so, but Simone found a way to lift the curse without dying.”
“Then isn’t that a good thing? It’s a good thing. Why are you doing that?”
“It must be because of the method of lifting the curse.”
Orkan pressed his pounding head.
Geneon, wanted to die as a human, not as a cursed cat.
Simone hopes that even if she is not in human form, the curse will be lifted so that Geneon can live a somewhat normal life.
No one's opinion was wrong. That's why the group couldn't say anything and just watched quietly.
When Simone came out of the director's room, she brought with her the red jewel that the Duke of Ksaki had given to the director's room.
It was believed to be the jewel of the Occult Society and had the power to absorb the mana of death and release it as much as the user wanted.
When he first saw the jewel in her hand, he thought Simone was planning to destroy it herself.
But Simone thought differently.
“Wouldn’t this be able to absorb the Demon King’s power?”
Simone said, "Let's absorb the Demon King's power with this jewel made by the Occult Society and give it to Geneon. Then, Geneon, who has received the Demon King's power, will be able to live with that power even after the curse is lifted."
Certainly, the Demon King's power will extend Geneon's life a little. Perhaps he will even outlive Simone, or remain young while he lives.
Geneon will be able to watch with his own eyes as his precious disciple is recognized by the people and becomes a great hero.
But in return, Geneon is unable to fulfill his wish of dying as a human being.
Geneon will live as a mediocre being, neither human nor monster, but with the power of the Demon King.
Simone suggested this method to Geneon, but Geneon rejected it. As a result, the current situation has become one of continued staring contests.
Simone reluctantly opened her mouth first as she watched Geneon glaring stubbornly.
“Please, Lord Geneon, really. How can I watch Lord Geneon die?”
“Simone, I definitely want to live too.”
Why wouldn't I? I want to just get out of bed and live my day, teach magic to my student by demonstrating it myself, and watch her grow.
At first, he only wanted to die as a human, but now he wanted to tell Simone as much as possible, even if it meant living as a cat.
In fact, Simone and her companions didn't know, but now they thought that it didn't matter whether he was human or not.
But there was another reason why Geneon rejected her offer.
“Simone...”
Geneon said with a sigh.
“That power is the power of the Occult Society, that is, the power of Anasis.”
Knock.
“What are you doing here?”
Someone was leaning against the doorframe, watching Simone. When Simone flinched and raised her head, Bianchi came over to her with a smirk.
“I was looking for you because you hadn’t come for so long. I thought you were possessed again.”
“It’s okay here. There’s no sound.”
“Really? But what were you doing?”
Bianchi stood next to Simone without hesitation and looked at the locked drawer. Then he chuckled.
“Pretty, did you try to open this with force? You can’t just untie this-”
"Then?"
“Look. You can’t untie it with wire. There’s a magic spell engraved on it.”
Bianchi moved closer to Simone and pointed to the small engraving below the keyhole.
“...Is this a ritual?”
She thought it was just a pattern carved into the furniture. Bianchi nodded and ran his hand through the keyhole.
“Nobles do this a lot. They are people with many secrets, right? Even if a thief breaks in, he probably won’t be able to open this drawer.”
“Ah... Then should I just break it apart and take it to Orkan?”
“Huh? No, no.”
Bianchi chuckled, took a gold needle out of his clothes, and thrust it into Simone.
“Why do you need him when I am here?”
“I heard there’s a magic spell engraved here?”
Bianchi, a former thief, knows how to open locked doors with ease, but Bianchi is no magician.
Simone understands that among Abel's group, Orkan is the only one who can dispel magic spells?
When Simone spoke with a puzzled look, Bianchi said slyly.
“Am I some kind of thief? This is nothing. I knew something like this would happen, so I asked Orkan to take care of it. Haha!”
Simone smiled awkwardly as she watched Bianchi speaking excitedly.
Orkan, who probably cast the dispel spell on the golden needle, probably did so without knowing what Bianchi would use it for.
Well, it's a bit awkward, but I decided not to say anything because it helps now.
“Please.”
"Yes-"
As Simone stepped back, Bianchi smiled and lowered his head, then unlocked the door in one breath.
As always, no matter when she sees it, it is truly an amazing hand technique.
Bianchi opened the drawer himself and left, and Simone was able to immediately find the red jewel in a box inside the drawer.
A brilliant jewel that glowed red like the eye of a necromancer. Simone could easily tell that this was the jewel of the Occult Society.
'This is it...'
“Simone?”
Bianchi called her name with a puzzled look on his face.
Simone, who had been looking down at the jewels coldly just a moment ago, was now smiling.
***
“Oh my! How long do I have to keep doing this? I want you to talk things out? Why are they acting like that! They should fight instead! Ugh!”
Abel screamed and jumped up, but was forced to sit down with his mouth covered by Bianchi and Orkan.
Abel was dying of frustration at this situation. In front of his eyes, Simone and the black cat Geneon were glaring at each other and having a staring contest, while the others just kept their mouths shut and watched their reactions.
The atmosphere was so bad that Abel kept his mouth shut at first, but as the silence grew longer, he felt frustrated and wanted to scream.
Even to Abel, no one could tell him why the two of them were glaring at each other like that.
“Shh. Be quiet. I’ll tell you.”
“What is it? Why are you two acting like that? You were worrying and nagging me just now, but you were acting like usual?”
“Because of the work of lifting the curse on Lord Geneon.”
"Curse?"
What are you talking about? Abel looked at Geneon with a frown.
“Why is that? You can’t solve it right now anyway, right? You said Geneon die if you solved it.”
Bianchi shook his head as if he felt sorry for Abel's question.
“I thought so, but Simone found a way to lift the curse without dying.”
“Then isn’t that a good thing? It’s a good thing. Why are you doing that?”
“It must be because of the method of lifting the curse.”
Orkan pressed his pounding head.
Geneon, wanted to die as a human, not as a cursed cat.
Simone hopes that even if she is not in human form, the curse will be lifted so that Geneon can live a somewhat normal life.
No one's opinion was wrong. That's why the group couldn't say anything and just watched quietly.
When Simone came out of the director's room, she brought with her the red jewel that the Duke of Ksaki had given to the director's room.
It was believed to be the jewel of the Occult Society and had the power to absorb the mana of death and release it as much as the user wanted.
When he first saw the jewel in her hand, he thought Simone was planning to destroy it herself.
But Simone thought differently.
“Wouldn’t this be able to absorb the Demon King’s power?”
Simone said, "Let's absorb the Demon King's power with this jewel made by the Occult Society and give it to Geneon. Then, Geneon, who has received the Demon King's power, will be able to live with that power even after the curse is lifted."
Certainly, the Demon King's power will extend Geneon's life a little. Perhaps he will even outlive Simone, or remain young while he lives.
Geneon will be able to watch with his own eyes as his precious disciple is recognized by the people and becomes a great hero.
But in return, Geneon is unable to fulfill his wish of dying as a human being.
Geneon will live as a mediocre being, neither human nor monster, but with the power of the Demon King.
Simone suggested this method to Geneon, but Geneon rejected it. As a result, the current situation has become one of continued staring contests.
Simone reluctantly opened her mouth first as she watched Geneon glaring stubbornly.
“Please, Lord Geneon, really. How can I watch Lord Geneon die?”
“Simone, I definitely want to live too.”
Why wouldn't I? I want to just get out of bed and live my day, teach magic to my student by demonstrating it myself, and watch her grow.
At first, he only wanted to die as a human, but now he wanted to tell Simone as much as possible, even if it meant living as a cat.
In fact, Simone and her companions didn't know, but now they thought that it didn't matter whether he was human or not.
But there was another reason why Geneon rejected her offer.
“Simone...”
Geneon said with a sigh.
“That power is the power of the Occult Society, that is, the power of Anasis.”
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