Chapter 25 – 25. Until dawn
Sigh.
A basement where only the sound of sparks flying and crackling remains.
The tightly closed door opens and the light of a small lamp stretches out to illuminate the inside.
When it reached the girl with the blue flame at the end, the girl who was looking down at the ground slowly raised her head.
Findeneye asked Emily with a smile.
“Have you relieved your anger a little?”
[…] … .]
In response to Findeneye’s question, the girl slightly looks down at her hands. I thought the necromancer’s flame could cause near-eternity of pain.
Perhaps it was a result of a combination of the girl’s resentment, but unexpectedly, Maalx’s soul completely disappeared within a few days.
[I thought revenge would make me feel a little better.]
“however?”
When Findeneye gently asked if she would listen to the story leisurely, Emily took a deep breath as if she didn’t know what to do.
Blue flames flickered, indicating that Emily’s mind was unstable.
[It was definitely refreshing to see the lab director crying out in pain, asking for forgiveness, and apologizing while under my control.]
“… … .”
[But even after he is completely gone, the core still remains inside me.]
Findeneye nods that he understands and then gently points outside.
“So, my master has created a stage for you. Why don’t you go and see it?”
[…] … Is that really true?]
In response to Emily’s question, Findeneye smiled as if she was enjoying the question with the girl. She was as considerate as she could be.
[If I go now, I could inflict the same pain on Detroit Verdi.]
“That’s right, just like Maalks, I will scream, kneel, and apologize in front of you.”
[Then what if he completely disappears like Maalx?]
What the girl was worried about was not simply a desire for revenge.
Having already destroyed Maalx, she was more devastated than she thought.
Also, even if you do that, you realize that the core inside you still remains.
[What if Detros Verdi also disappears, and I still hold a grudge? Then who should I take out this anger on?]
“… … .”
The girl’s anger is justified.
However, if that anger does not end no matter how much you pour out.
[Then won’t I become another monster?]
Emily looks down at the crumbled remains of the human bone worm. I could sense fear in her voice, tone, and trembling.
Perhaps he, too, would become a monster obsessed with emotions and revenge.
Will I be able to pour out these emotions as I want?
“don’t worry.”
However, Findeneye grinned at the girl’s concerns as if she were asking a question.
“Our master is so unlucky.”
[…] … .]
“Because he is a very special necromancer.”
Findeneye slowly turns around and stands next to the door. Now, in front of Emily, there was a straight line of doors leading outward.
“Never let you become a monster or an evil spirit. “He will stop it.”
[ah.]
Emily sighed and took a step forward without realizing it. The screams of evil spirits echo from outside.
Like an instinct, I was swept away by the desire to go there.
“So let’s go. “The Verdi family’s maid, Findenai, will serve you.”
Emily nodded as she looked at Findeneye, who politely folded her hands and bowed.
[Please ask.]
Smiling softly, Findeneye walks ahead. She climbed the stairs, she left the basement and she reached the first floor and she stood at the entrance to the mansion.
The head butler and the head maid were standing together at the main gate of the mansion, and they both bowed politely at the same time.
“Meeting our distinguished guest.”
“Meeting our distinguished guest.”
The front door opens.
Countless souls wandering through the dark dawn sky.
Deius Verdi’s exorcism did not simply summon the spirits of the mansion and the cemetery, but also attracted numerous spirits wandering around.
Also, as many souls began to gather, even ordinary people were able to see them.
This was a strange phenomenon that occurred temporarily in a place where many souls flocked, such as Lovern Academy, which was called a realm.
[ah.]
And countless people lined up in front of the door. They were standing at regular intervals, forming a path.
I couldn’t see the end yet, but I knew who would be at the end.
Emily took steps without difficulty, following their guidance.
“Meeting our distinguished guest.”
Every time we pass by employees, they bow deeply and politely greet Emily.
The Verdi family was preparing the greatest courtesy they could give her.
At that time, a spirit walking nearby tried to land on the path Emily was walking on.
Huh!
The sword swirls and creates wind. Although it could not directly hit the soul, it could distort the shape itself.
The man who set the path was none other than Darius Verdi, the current head of Verdi.
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He stood silently on the road, looked at Emily once, and slowly turned to make way for her.
“sorry.”
A short moment of silence.
Emily took it and continued walking forward.
“A road! “Don’t make people flock to you!”
“Guard the area around the cemetery! “The candle must not go out!”
As we reached the end of the road, a louder voice rang out.
The members of the scrap metal shop were trying to prevent unrelated spirits from interfering with the cemetery.
Findeneye frowned, wondering if the fuss would offend her, but Emily knew it was an effort for her own good, so she said nothing.
thud!
The drum sounds.
Strangely enough, it felt like it touched Emily’s heartstrings.
And the end of the road.
The black-haired woman, Deia, bowed politely and extended her hand into the cemetery.
“I was waiting.”
Deia, following Findenai’s guidance, carefully turned around.
Then Findeneye and the other servants turned around and saw Emily off for the last time.
“Please, may you go in peace.”
[…] … .]
thud!
Let’s pass the old man playing the drum with Deia and enter the cemetery.
There, countless evil spirits were biting each other.
[I’m dying!]
[I’ll eat your eyeballs! Just like you did! I will eat your eyeballs out!]
[Quaaaa!]
[Rest? Rest? Are you saying you closed your eyes in peace while I was burning with resentment and wandering around Verdi?]
They don’t take care of their own bodies at all, and only end up hurting, blaming, and screaming at others.
In a way, it’s a kind of hell.
And at the center stood Deius Verdi, looking up at them.
Deia, who guided him to the front, bowed her head deeply and took a step back.
Now it was time for the two of them.
“How was it?”
Deius asked, looking at the evil spirits swirling in the sky and biting each other.
“Is your resentment relieved a little?”
Emily hesitated for a moment at his poignant words and answered honestly.
[…] … no.]
“okay.”
As if he had expected this, Deius calmly continued asking questions.
“Do you see the man at the end?”
A man whose whole body was being torn apart by the teeth of countless evil spirits, but who was struggling by moving his hands and feet.
[yes.]
“That man is Detros Verdi. “This is the man who murdered you, your family, and all of your compatriots.”
In silence, Emily follows the man with her eyes. He didn’t seem to know that Emily was here yet.
“If you inflict the same pain on Detros Verdi, will you be able to relieve your resentment and fall asleep?”
[…] … I don’t know.]
Emily’s voice was filled with despair. She let out her frustrated breath, saying she didn’t know what to do.
[I want revenge, but will the resentment inside me really go away? Although I inflicted pain on the director of the research institute without stopping.]
“… … .”
[It was only the first time that it was good. From then on, only emptiness took over, and the resentment inside me did not go away.]
Now Deius’ eyes turned to Emily. Emily also carefully makes eye contact with him.
[What should I do?]
At those words, Deius looked at Emily for a moment and then opened his mouth in his usual voice.
“Many people say they take revenge to get revenge.”
[…] … .]
“Indeed, many people are unable to let go of their resentment even after death, so they do not rest and wander.”
I was able to say this because I was a Deius who had heard of countless deaths and their resentment.
“Most of them wander around without accomplishing anything, until they become exhausted and go to rest. “Han will remain in a deep corner of his heart, and he will close his eyes, dreaming of the moment of revenge that will come like a miracle one day.”
And what made it happen was the current scene.
“The time for revenge has come. “Emily, what should I do to relieve your resentment?”
[…] … I am.]
The tip of Deius’ staff points to Detroit Verdi. He was now being crushed beneath countless souls.
“Giving Detroit Verdi endless pain and ultimately causing his complete extinction? Or somehow bring Maralx back to life and make him crawl on the floor and beg for it again?”
Emily, who has closed her mouth, looks at Deius as if demanding an answer. She knew it too. She knows that nothing can relieve her resentment.
And Deius too.
“Emily, unfortunately, resentment is not an expending emotion.”
Deius lowers his cane and looks at Emily again.
Slowly get down on one knee and look into her eyes.
“It is wrong to say that we are resolving our grudges. Emily, that hurts. “It’s a deep scar that can never be erased, and when you remember it, you have no choice but to live in constant pain.”
[ah… … .]
If it weren’t for the fireworks, tears would have been flowing from both of Emily’s eyes right now.
What Deius said just now.
Because he was saying that there was no salvation left for him.
“All I did was cause pain to the culprit, make him scream, and hear his pleas for his life. “There is no way you can forgive someone who ruined your life and the life of your loved one.”
[Yes.]
Because Emily had already destroyed Maalx, I was able to sympathize and understand deeply.
The resentment within him could not disappear with just such an act.
Tuk.
Deius’ hand touches Emily’s head. Her fire was burning fiercely, but it only enveloped her warmly, perhaps because she recognized her master, Deius.
“Most of the living cannot give anything to the dead. “In the end, saying you are for the dead is just your own comfort and self-satisfaction.”
But I added it later.
“I am a necromancer. Coincidentally, it is not included in the ‘most’ category.”
Sigh.
Stroke your head.
Now I can feel the emotions and warmth I thought I would never feel again through Deius’ palm.
“This is the only parting gift I can give you.”
[…] … .]
Emily’s whole body begins to burn. The blue flame was more intense and bigger than anyone else in the cemetery.
“Regrets are bound to remain, but struggle as best you can until dawn.”
Gut is also called a festival.
I vaguely remember hearing that in the past, if there was a shaman performing a rite, everyone, even the people from the neighboring village, would gather together and enjoy it together.
Instead of singing, this place is filled with only resentment and screams towards each other.
Instead of dancing, there is only a cute scene of people biting each other.
Muak is simple and simply involves beating the drum to the rhythm.
but.
“Dance and sing to your heart’s content. “Until I collapse from exhaustion and can close my eyes naturally.”
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