Chapter 8: Lords and handlers
Chapter 8 Lords and Shoguns
Inside the chamber, crashing sounds and unearthly growls rose and fell.
The flesh and blood remodeling ritual had been interrupted, and Gare’s aberration was not complete.
While his sanity was able to suppress his own desire to attack, it was unable to suppress the negativity of his other consciousness.
Especially when faced with a life-threatening situation, reason was instantly swallowed up by the instinct to survive, and the “White Bone Master”, which was condensed by pure negativity, took over his body.
Heine retreated to the door early.
This is not weakness, this is wisdom.
In the hallway, he thumbed through the manuscript in his hand.
At the top was a letter to the old Viscount, who, unbeknownst to the principal, had died yesterday.
Nor did Garey know that the burial site was being washed with holy light railguns.
He passed out after dinner and woke up in his office, halfway through the ceremony.
Hunter had used his position back in the past to transform the academy into a ceremonial ritual site, stopping the students at the surface and poisoning all the teachers into unconsciousness.
The storage room was just a hub.
Garay can’t leave the academy until the ritual is complete, and when it is …… he won’t be him.
This is also the origin of the copy of “White Bone Dungeon”.
It is the dungeon where the White Bone Master is imprisoned.
Apart from these, most of the rest are bills, deeds, documents and correspondence.
Gare was doing his best to prove the legitimacy and orderliness of the burial site, to prove that he had never dabbled in any of the forbidden rituals.
Such a man ended up being tainted by evil rituals and died as a monster ……
Heine sighed.
Five minutes later, it was quiet inside.
A large amount of experience went through the door and pooled into his body, as soothing as a sip of hot milk in the middle of winter.
Heine felt as if he had “leveled up”.
His body was lighter, his five senses were sharper, and his mind was more active.
Listening to the two of them who had already started to summarize the situation, saying where they hadn’t dodged and where they hadn’t cooperated well, and not sparing even the slightest flaw, Heine thought to herself that their strength was indeed not without reason.
He pushed open the door, and Gare fell in a pool of blood.
His eyes regained their clarity as he died, and his face wore a sense of relief and calm.
After closing his eyes for him, Heine looked to Catch the Goat.
The latter’s already tattered defenses were shattered on the ground, and one of his ribs was broken, but the anvil was intact, worthy of a quality one-handed shield.
He had little affection for the original owner’s father’s relics, so he destroyed them, but it was the skeleton’s injuries that were heartbreaking.
He cast a White Bone Repair spell on Catch Sheep, and nodded in satisfaction as he watched the bones recover a little.
Although he couldn’t intervene in the battle, he still had no problem with the damage pipe.
The academy’s most valuable things were on the surface, destroyed by the Holy Light Orbital Cannon, and the only thing of value left was part of Gare’s collection of books.
The three of them made two trips back and forth to move all of these books, and finally buried Garay in the center of the cemetery, erecting a plaque as a consolation.
Taking one last look at the razed burial ground, Heine carried the unconscious Chiara towards the broken bridge.
Fortunately, the fourth broken bridge had not collapsed until they reached the other side.
It was still waiting for a naive warrior to take a heroic leap towards it.
……
The twin moons were in the sky when they arrived, and it was dark by the time they got home.
Heine settled Ciara in her cleaned up room and had the two skeletons continue to clean the entire house.
He made something random for his stomach, then tidied up and looked at the blonde teenager in the mirror, suddenly feeling a little strange.
Back at the academy Hiara had said he was introverted and almost dull, like a boring middle-aged man.
But now, the eyes of the person in the mirror were slightly brighter, and his face revealed a hint of vigor that fit his age.
“After all, life has something to look forward to ah.”
Throwing down the two skeletons that were emo, Heine rode to town.
The two seemed to have reacted to the fact that this was already an otherworld and not a game at this time, and their words were filled with sentimentality ……
with the uneasiness of failing to clear their browsing history and study materials.
Once again, Heine empathized hard. He had relied on these images of social death to fight fire with fire when he first crossed over, and that had gotten him through the initial fear and bewilderment.
As he got farther away from home, the conversations got quieter and quieter, but the two men were oblivious.
By the time they were more than a hundred meters away, they were completely silent.
It became somewhat clear to Heine that it wasn’t the voice channel that was in his head, he just happened to be able to hear it.
……
Lord’s mansion, study.
The new Viscount, George Albert Severn, reads the letter and hands it to Donald, a staff member.
Donald, an old man with gray hair, put on his glasses and read it carefully.
“…… Garey Gitler, the principal of the Buried Undead Academy …… Alice Gitler’s husband, Hunter Gitler is his father-in-law, and if I remember correctly, the Gitler family has a farm in the north? ”
“Yes, the farm that is said to be haunted. My father had a headache there even when he was alive, at least a hundred serfs died every year for no apparent reason.”
“I see, it’s worthy of being a famous necromancer family in the Makara region, even the principal of the Burial Ground had to join them.”
“This principal said that the Gitilers wished to turn the academy into a tool for enrichment and evil experiments, and he resisted for a long time for that reason, even killing his own wife and contracting the Soul Repelling Curse–what do you think?”
“I am skeptical, my lord.”
Donald rubbed the gold and red ring.
“The Makara region was the site of four warring kingdoms in the past, and countless civilians who died horrible deaths are buried here; it was their bones that led to the necromancers running rampant in your territory, and if it weren’t for the spreading of the Holy Light teachings, there could have been more than one House of Gitil here.”
Seeing that the Viscount did not move, the staffer continued, “Last night’s Holy Light Trial has already explained everything, all the more reason for you to ask the person who brought this letter here what he actually saw.
“Is this the self-justification of an innocent man, or is it the dying bite of a sinner? This letter, this trial, and this expelled cadet all appeared so coincidentally that it’s hard not to think about it more.”
The Viscount rose.
“Send in Mr. Heine.”
……
A few minutes later, Heine sat down opposite the Viscount.
Donald was always staring at him, and the resistance was self-evident.
Heine had leveled up last night, and was now sensitive to dead air, and equally sensitive to holy light.
He noticed Donald’s ring; he was a believer in the Eternal Dawn.
George Jr. was simply a younger version of the old Viscount, looking more ambitious.
After the pleasantries, at George’s question Heine retold what he’d seen – what Hunter had done, the flesh and blood remodeling ceremony, and what he’d seen in the principal’s office.
He just stated the facts, didn’t express any opinions, and didn’t leave Donald the opportunity to presuppose his position before attacking it.
Who hasn’t seen a few BBC and CNN interviews ……
Sure enough, after Heine finished, he frowned.
“It sounds like you sympathize with the principal?”
“Your Excellency doesn’t think I should sympathize with him?”
“No, I just think that until things are proven ……”
“Your Excellency asserts that these are unproven when I have only stated the facts as I have seen them – so you are simply doubting me? Where does Your Excellency’s hostility come from? Because I come from the Buried Lands and you believe in the Holy Light?”
“No, I ……”
Donald was momentarily dumbfounded, but it was George who said with interest, “Mr. Donald believes in the Holy Light?”
“…… Lord, it has nothing to do with this matter.”
“Indeed.”
George stopped looking at him and turned to Heine.
“What do you think of Principal Garey’s letter about being set up by Hunter?”
“My opinion is in line with Principal Garey, who has ripped out his heart and soul to show you. As an eyewitness, I can confirm that Hunter left the cellar with five other fainting teachers, and it is not too late for Your Excellency to ask Chiara about it when she awakens.”
The staffer grunted coldly, “And how does Your Excellency explain these events being so coincidental?”
“Let me correct Your Excellency on a mistake – first of all, my presence was not coincidental; I returned to the Burial Ground three hours after the Judgment descended.
“Secondly, let me add something that is not in this letter.”
He pulled up his sleeve and pointed to his wrist.
“I was also hit by the ‘soul-repelling curse’ mentioned in the letter.”
(End of chapter)