"I don't think you're going to die right away if you don't eat now, so I'll do it today. I'll leave another cup of sugar water on the table, so drink it if you feel like it."
Then he left with a very satisfied face. Left alone in a nice and spacious room, Gremory sat on the bed for a while.
I'm so ridiculous.
"Ha... yes."
Gremory was so unfamiliar with this situation that she couldn't find the right exclamation. She had been hated and tortured all her life, and she was a witch who enjoyed it. She didn't know how to accept being kidnapped by someone who was too kind.
In addition, there was a problem. The contract with Belita, the summoner who had signed with her, was cut off.
Belita was almost robbed by the mountain villagers and died. She summoned Gremory and made a wish. She want the damn villagers to suffer and die as much as possible.
The contract was signed, and Gremory had agreed to use Belita's soul as a servant for ten years in exchange for granting her wish.
However, the damn Grand Duke of Chession Ethel interfered with the contract process. and the contract was scuttled. The villagers that Gremory should have killed had been intercepted and killed by Chession.
Is it because of an error in the process? Belita's spirit, which had always been by her side, suddenly swept away. However, Belita's body still belonged to Gremory.
'Did I get a free body because of an error? Rather good.'
When she thought about it, the situation was pretty good. To get a human body permanently, you have to grant a high-level wish, which is quite difficult, but thanks to Chession, you can get it easily. Now, without being bound by a contract with a summoner, she can move around the human world and eat the pain of others. How good is this?
"Yes, I have given you a physical body, so I will not touch this house."
Chession, who gave her a great deal of profit in return, was a benefactor. According to the rules of the Demon World, she couldn't harm her benefactor and those around him.
And the man. Even if shr didn't harm him, he seemed to be suffering enough. She could tell by the aura of pain that filled this mansion. Normally, the house where located is full of this kind of black energy, but this mansion was too severe.
In other words, it was a gloomy place that was not bad for a witch to stay.
Gremory decided to stay here for the time being, to please the guys in the mansion. Her ultimate goal was to hide in her comfort zone for as long as possible. There is no place where the conditions are better than this.
***
The next morning.
Gremory made her new home comfortable. Blackout curtains were drawn to make it dark even in broad daylight, and all the silver ornaments that the witches hated were thrown away in the closet. She wanted to burn the bed to ashes, but shr liked how soft it was, so she looked at it.
Now, all that remains is to find out the situation of this mansion.
'But why are there so many grudges in the mansion? Is there a reason? Are they safe to eat?'
She was a witch who fed on pain, and the spirits who wandered around the mansion and suffered were a very good snack. In order to determine whether they were spirits that could be eaten, it was necessary to understand the situation of the mansion. If the people who were best friends with Chession died and became souls, they couldn't eat them. A witch who knows commercial morality does not eat the soul of a benefactor who was close to her. It's embarrassing.
There is also a way to talk to the soul and ask it, but she didn't do it. What kind of spirit would say that? "It has nothing to do with the Grand Duke, so please eat it comfortably?" It was obvious that everyone would lie.
Pretending to be asleep. Gremory covered her head with the blanket and closed her eyes. She connected her vision with a crow that was flying outside.
The atmosphere outside, through the eyes of the crow, was eerie. The servants all walked around with gloomy faces, and the knights were as dark as those who had been stricken by a long war. It was only natural that the house was full of resentment and black energy. It will be difficult for the living to survive.
'Everyone looks good.'
Then, she saw Grand Duke Chession of Ethel walk out into the garden. The startled servants bowed their heads deeply and retreated as if to run away.
The expressions of the knights standing guard were subtle. They looked at him with a very complicated gaze. Just like an old lover who has lost his enemy. It was a common expression that can be seen in a family with many stories.
She was about to move the raven along the Chession. The maid she saw yesterday knocked on the door.
"Miss, can I come in? Oh yes, you can't speak."
She didn't answer, but the young maid just rushed in. Gremory looked at the maid from under the covers, her eyes sticking out.
The maid had a tray in her hand. She dragged the table to the side of the bed and set the tray down on it.
"Potato soup is perfect for satisfying your hunger. Try it. It will taste good with popular spices."
"..."
"Phew, you should eat something today. That way, festering wounds heal quickly. Yes? I hope she gets well soon."
The young crab is nagging her all the time. Gremory just wanted to eat the maid's flesh, but she held back. Hunger can be solved to some extent by drinking the black energy that fills the mansion.
...If she eats it, she feels like she's filling her stomach with water. It would be better if she could eat the soul.
The maid continued to sneer. She thought it would go out if she kept shutting up, so she threw the blanket over her head, but the maid sat down next to the bed.
"Hey. I'm sorry for trying to feed you recklessly. Come to think of it, you don't even know my name, do you? My name is Anna."
"..."
"It's very dark in the room. However, all the young ladies who have just been rescued like dark things. Is this all psychological...? I saw it in a psychology book."
"..."
"Even if you don't know the language, it's a tradition of the Ethel family to keep talking like this. His Highness's sister was at a loss for words due to the shock of being witch-hunted."
"?"
This is some useful information. Is that why the Grand Duke was so intent on rescuing the witch? Because they all look like his sister? Anyway, looking at the gloomy family, it seemed that the younger sister had already reached the goal.
"Most of the young ladies who lost their words were able to regain more than half of their words if I kept talking to them like this. I hope you will be like that."
"..."
"I think witch hunts are very barbaric. As soon as the reward for reporting witches disappeared, I saw that the hunt stopped. In the end, it was all about money. Oh, it was also because of politics. It's very convenient to attack a family you don't like on the pretext of having a witch.
"..."
"The conditions of the witch are also ridiculous. Is black hair a symbol of a witch? I can't just judge that by the color of my hair. It's too illogical."
The black hair was actually only for witches. It's really unlucky for an ordinary human being to be born with black hair.
"It's ridiculous to claim that witches have black animals. Black cats and crows. It's a ridiculous superstition."
Gremory, who had just controlled the black crow, was very confused.
"A black cat... When I brought up the subject of black animals, I thought of Mina. It was a black cat that I kept in this mansion. I could see it until a month ago, but now I can't see where it went. He was my only friend..."
Anna, who had been chatting for a long time, suddenly began to reveal her true feelings.
"I'm actually very lonely, miss. Not only I, but everyone in this mansion must be lonely. I think it's because of the air in this mansion. I feel helpless, lonely, and scared."
"..."
"When I go out to get groceries, I feel so refreshed, but when I come into this mansion, my shoulders hurt and I can't breathe. I think time goes by slowly. No matter how long you wait, you won't be able to leave work?"
Gremory's ears were burning, and her patience was about to run out.
'Do I have to put up with this? I want it to be extinguished right away.'
Would she use mind-manipulating magic tricks to drive them mad and then eat them? If a maid goes crazy and gets eaten in this place, no one cares. The maid wouldn't be particularly important to Chession.
After thinking about it for a long time, the maid stood up with a fresh face.
"Oh, I think I felt a little relieved after saying that. Thanks for listening, miss. Eat so up when you feel like it. Enough."
Then she left the room with light steps.
She was like a quick-witted child.
Germory was about to connect her vision with the crow again, but someone knocked and came in.
It was Grand Duke Chession of Ethel.
"Well, excuse me."
Thinking he had excused himself, Chession sat down next to her bed. It was where Anna had been sitting until now.
"Are you feeling well? Oh no. You didn't eat any today. I'd rather you tell me if you have a favorite food."
Is there any way to tell me? It was the time when I wanted to shout for you to get out of here.
Resting his chin on the back of his hand, Chession looked at the distant mountains and began to mumble.
"...My sister loved apples."
Apparently, the family members were planning to make a witch who couldn't speak (pretending) a bamboo forest.
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