A dull longsword and a heartbroken villager

Would it kill you to say one more word?

"..."

"No, don't stay silent, even just one word is fine, please continue." When Naruko saw that Bree had shut his mouth, she quickly shook his shoulder.

Unfortunately, it wasn't the kind of coquettish shaking that little girl does, but rather a shaking that looked like it was going to dislocate Bray's shoulder.

"When I went sightseeing with Princess Virginia and the others, plants started growing on the tourists' bodies," Bray said helplessly, annoyed by the commotion.

"???" Naruko's eyes were full of question marks.

Of course, this was within Bray's expectations. Although he explained it very clearly, it was still a bit difficult to understand.

After all, who grows plants on their body? And the most terrifying thing is that they grow and then swallow a person whole.

As for the details, Bray didn't know how to explain them to Naruko, and whether she understood or not was up to fate.

“Literal meaning,” Bray said irritably.

"Wow... I still don't understand what happened, but it seems pretty amazing." Naruko exclaimed in admiration, feeling impressed despite her ignorance.

"I doubt they'll be able to leave anytime soon," Bray added.

"Why are you still thinking about traveling?" Naruko grabbed a bag of snacks and started munching on them.

“I know the person who caused this trouble,” Bray said.

"Oh, I understand." Naruko tossed a small cookie into her mouth and chewed it with a smacking sound.

I don't know if she understands this.

However, not pressing the issue saved Bray a lot of trouble...

"Levy wants some too." Levy tugged at Naruko's sleeve, her eyes fixed longingly on the snacks.

"Come here." Naruko skillfully began feeding after hearing Levy's voice.

"How did it go with your matchmaking the other day?" Bray suddenly remembered that Naruko had run away to work as a matchmaker at the old house and asked curiously.

"I'm not going to be a matchmaker." Naruko gave Bray a disdainful look.

"Well, I don't know the outcome, but I've said everything I wanted to say."

"Completely disregarding whether others want to listen or not, just talking to yourself?" Bray walked to the table and began to organize his equipment.

The relaxing holiday is over, and Bray needs to prepare well so as not to be caught off guard by Jonathan.

Although Bray didn't know Jonathan's purpose, the final solution was still to fight.

Negotiating with Jonathan is simply impossible.

At the same time, we don't know what Jonathan wants to do, and we can't find a solution in advance.

So they still ended up fighting.

It was a simple and crude solution, but Bray wasn't particularly annoying.

"Yes, otherwise my words won't reach her ears."

"I hope your words have any effect." Bray slammed the two swords down on the table.

"It will definitely work." For some reason, Naruko started to get cocky, swaying back and forth in her chair.

She even started teasing Rabie with snacks.

"Knock knock knock." Just as the two were talking, there was a knock on the door.

Bray put down his work and slowly walked to open the door.

"Good morning, Mr. Bray." Virginia was the first person I saw after opening the door.

"What brings you here so early?" Bray poked his head out and looked at Blanche and Lux ​​behind him.

When Lux saw Bray, she didn't know how to react, so she simply made a face.

Seeing his sister making faces at him, Bray felt a pang of heartache.

That concluded the morning greeting between the two siblings.

“We’ve come to say goodbye. We’re leaving Clinton the day after tomorrow,” Virginia said, her eyes lowered and a little saddened.

It was a rare opportunity to get rid of Mr. Bray, but unexpectedly, he was forced to leave due to an accident.

The unknown dangers are the most frightening.

The reason why people are suddenly devoured by plants has not yet been found, so Imperial College is about to withdraw all its staff from Clinton.

Virginia knew that Bray didn't plan to leave, so she said goodbye to him in advance.

Just like before, Bray will probably try to handle the situation again.

Others may not know, but Virginia knows very well.

Lux had a vague idea about Bray's situation, but she simply didn't believe it.

There's no way around it; if you don't witness it with your own eyes, those are things you simply can't believe.

"Really?... Be careful."

"Come in and have a seat." Bray thought for a moment, and since he didn't know what else to say, he decided to invite the other person in.

“Then I will respectfully decline,” Virginia said happily, her eyes sparkling with laughter.

"Hmm..." Naruko, who was playing with Levy, quickly straightened her posture when she saw several people come in, and picked up Levy and placed her on her lap.

"Hello," Naruko said politely, wiping the cookie crumbs from her mouth.

“0A0.” Levy looked bewildered, still not quite recovered from being teased.

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Actually, there wasn't anything particularly special to do at the Bray family home.

Moreover, Bray is not very eloquent, and Virginia usually initiates the conversation.

As expected of a princess, her social skills are almost perfect. She can even have a pleasant conversation with someone like Bray, who is prone to killing conversations.

As for Lux, as Bray's sister, although they are not very distant, they are not particularly close either.

Those siblings who are always inseparable are always a minority.

However, Lux would occasionally steal a glance at her older brother, and it was unclear what she was thinking about Bray.

"..." Lux subtly approached Levy.

She knew Levy had always been with Bray, but she had never been particularly close to Levy.

How should I put it... I don't know where to begin.

Lux wanted to know what kind of girl her brother doted on.

She vaguely remembered the day when Bray and Rabie, one big and one small, came to find her.

When Levy saw Lux approaching, she gave a cute smile.

Lux reached out and gently touched Levy, then seemed to hesitate about something.

"Can I hug her?" Lux asked Naruko.

“Okay, sure, as long as Levy is willing.”

"Levy, can I hug you?" Lux asked tentatively.

"Sure!" Levy replied unexpectedly readily.

Then Lux hugged Levy and found that this little girl... was so soft and cute! It's just that her tail was a bit stiff.

Bray glanced at the heartwarming scene and stood up from his chair.

He walked to the table and picked up the two swords.

"Mr. Bray?"

"Bray, what's wrong?"

Virginia and Naruko noticed Bray's actions and asked in unison.

"I'll be out for a little while," Bray said softly, then pushed open the door and went out.

"This holiday is really over." He raised his eyelids and muttered to himself.

The time was about a day ago.

Not far from Angela's old house, in a charming little cemetery, Jonathan was digging away at the soil bit by bit with a shovel he'd found somewhere.

He dug a hole, threw the mud behind him, and then wiped his mask, which was dry of sweat.

"Heave-ho! Heave-ho!" Jonathan dug hard, a happy smile on his face behind his mud-covered mask.

Despite being engaged in the desecration of graves, Jonathan showed no sign of tension or remorse.

On the contrary, they seemed to be enjoying it.

"This is really deep. How deep is it going to be buried?" Jonathan hummed a little tune as he dug.

"Crack." Then the shovel hit something hard and couldn't dig any further.

“Got it.” Jonathan put down the shovel and flicked his top hat.

Then he started digging, little by little, into the mud.

However, it didn't take Jonathan too long to dig something out.

It was a heavy coffin, with a black body and gold edges.

It's clear that the person buried was of high status, or at least quite wealthy.

Jonathan ripped open the coffin, revealing a decaying corpse inside.

The scene inside the coffin would usually be enough to be reported and forcibly censored.

The outward glamour contrasts sharply with the inner decay.

This coffin has probably been buried for a long time, otherwise it wouldn't have decomposed like this.

Normally, coffins have some degree of preservation measures.

And this rotten corpse was exactly what Jonathan was looking for.

Resurrect? No, no, no, Jonathan certainly wouldn't resurrect such a thing; he doesn't want to create zombies or anything like that.

Jonathan raised his cane, and then the end of the cane opened to reveal the muzzle of a gun inside.

"Then wake up, dear Mr. Qasim." As soon as the words were spoken, a bullet pierced through the decaying corpse.

Countless black hand shadows surged out of the coffin, seemingly trying to grab something.

Jonathan still wore a smile, watching this horrifying scene without moving an inch.

A dark figure emerged.

The shadowy figure vaguely resembled the outline of a skull, and an ominous mist emanated from its surroundings.

It looked like an evil creature that would bring plague to the world.

It wasn't human, but it wasn't a demon either.

He was probably a ghost, or to use a more fitting term, Mr. Qasim—a phantom.

"Ah..." A hoarse groan came from the ghost.

"It seems he's just regained some consciousness and his speech is still not very fluent," Jonathan said cheerfully, overjoyed to see this thing come to fruition.

Qasim was the original owner of this old house, Angelia's father.

A noble sorcerer who casts a vicious curse on his relatives in order to achieve immortality.

In fact, Jonathan didn't know what the thing he had created was.

Living creature? Definitely not.

Does this count as resurrecting Qasim? In a sense, yes.

After all, despite its grotesque appearance, it... no, it is, it possesses all of Qasim's memories.

Well, in essence, there was no resurrection, because without a physical body, the soul was also fragmented.

This thing is just a spirit with Qasim's thoughts and memories, but in many ways, it cannot be proven that it is not Qasim.