Exorcism Specialist Company: Ghost Soul Trading - Chapter 25

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Chapter 25

Ding-dong ding-dong ding-dong ding-
That was when piano music echoed from somewhere.
Tae-woo and Ye-rim startled, turning their heads toward the source of the sound.
A door sealed shut.
And from within it, the sound of piano keys.
With ghosts erupting from every corner, the lights extinguished, and the scent of incense wafting throughout the house, the piano music sounded profoundly eerie.
Ye-rim, her expression taut with tension, raised her gun and aimed it at the door.
“Ghosts are drawn to musical instruments. Be careful.”
Tae-woo nodded at her words.
Then she advanced slowly toward the closed door.

Thud-thud-thud-

Her footsteps reverberated softly through the space.

Ding-dong ding-ding-

The piano music continued to pour forth.
As Ye-rim kept her gun trained on the door, Tae-woo stepped forward to take the lead.
He glanced back at Ye-rim, signaling that he would open the door.
While Tae-woo opened the door, Ye-rim would cover the interior.
The moment Ye-rim gave a slight nod, Tae-woo grasped the doorknob and turned it slowly.
Creeeeeak-
As the door swung open, a grand piano came into view, positioned in the center of a spacious room.
Toward the back stood an enormous cabinet with high-end audio equipment meticulously arranged, while the opposite wall displayed an array of instruments—violins, violas, and more—hung in a line.
It felt almost as though they had stepped into a musical instrument shop.
Ye-rim nodded to Tae-woo, who had opened the door, then took the lead and entered.
Tae-woo gripped the Guihon Compass tightly and followed her inside.
Whoooosh-
Once again, the moment they entered, humid and musty air swept over them.
Tae-woo’s shoulders tensed at the chill creeping across the back of his neck.
But no matter how many times he shrugged, the sensation of cold continued to spread across his nape.
Something felt wrong.
Without thinking, Tae-woo reached up to touch the back of his neck with his hand.
In that instant, what he grasped was not the warmth of his own skin, but rather long strands of hair—tangled, filthy, and utterly foreign.
“What the—!”
Tae-woo looked up in alarm to find a ghost in a white funeral shroud hanging upside down, her long hair cascading toward his head.
“Tae-woo!”
Ye-rim swiveled her gun toward the apparition.
In the same instant, the ghost swung her arm violently at Tae-woo.
Whoooosh—
Caught off guard, Tae-woo flew backward.
Crash—
His body smashed through the half-closed wooden door and tumbled to the floor.
Rat-a-tat-tat-tat—
Ye-rim’s gunfire erupted immediately after.
But the continuous barrage suggested she hadn’t landed a hit on the ghost.
“Damn it. Can’t even do this right.”
Tae-woo muttered as he pushed himself up.
Slowly, the ghost was becoming less frightening and more infuriating.
Thud—
Just then, he saw Ye-rim inside the room take a hit and crash into the piano.
Tae-woo gripped his sword and rushed in rapidly.

Thump-thump-thump-thump-thump—

In that moment, the ghost appeared beside the piano, raising her arm high toward Ye-rim.
The instant she saw Tae-woo, she immediately swung her arm in his direction.
At the same time, her fingernails became grotesquely sharp and elongated.
If those claws caught him, his flesh would be torn to shreds.
Whoosh—
Tae-woo lowered his body in a sliding motion without breaking stride.
Swoooosh—
He evaded the ghost’s attack and slid beneath the piano.
Tap—
Then he pivoted and charged directly at the ghost’s flank, drawing his sword in one fluid motion.
Swoooosh—
As Tae-woo’s blade struck, the ghost’s body split in two and dissolved into black smoke.
It was an extraordinarily swift and precise movement.
“Manager!”
Tae-woo supported Ye-rim as she stood unsteadily beside the piano.
“I’m just dead weight on this job.”
She spoke with embarrassment.
Tae-woo shook his head.
“Don’t say that.”
In truth, Tae-woo didn’t fully understand how he was wielding his sword or how he was fighting at all.
I was simply moving as I imagined—the exact form I envisioned in my mind, the precise movements I could conjure.

Scratch, scratch, scratch, scratch—

At that moment, the sound of dozens of claws echoed from the living room.
Ye-rim immediately aimed her gun in that direction.
Moments later, ghosts in all manner of attire crawled in on all fours, surging forward.
Bang, bang, bang, bang—
Ye-rim rested her gun lightly atop the piano and pulled the trigger; bullets erupted forth, and the ghosts vanished in an instant.
Tae-woo was equally frantic, cutting down the ghosts Ye-rim missed.
Suddenly, a massive ghost charged into the piano room.
The moment it entered, it leaped upward and landed with a heavy thud atop the grand piano.
Crash—
The piano lid slammed shut with a dull, resonant sound.
Screech—
The hulking ghost thrust its face toward Ye-rim, unleashing a grotesque shriek.
Then the ghost’s face—gray-skinned with crimson eyes—began to transform unnaturally.
Its skin darkened progressively, while its eyes shifted to a sickly yellow.
Ye-rim gritted her teeth and fired at the ghost perched upon the piano.
Bang, bang, bang, bang—
She unleashed a barrage of rounds at point-blank range—face, chest, abdomen—but the bullets merely embedded themselves; the ghost did not vanish.
The moment Tae-woo witnessed this, the words spoken by the Incineration Team came flooding back.

‘Sometimes, when a truly powerful ghost appears, even the Training Team’s weapons may prove insufficient.’

For Tae-woo, this was the first time he’d witnessed a ghost that wasn’t destroyed by Ye-rim’s bullets.
Of course, each time a bullet struck, black smoke billowed from the impact site, making it clear that damage was being dealt.
It was as if he could see the ghost’s HP bar decreasing with each hit.
Grooooooooo—
The ghost swung one arm and struck Ye-rim with a vicious blow.
Crash! Boom—
Ye-rim flew backward and slammed directly into a cabinet behind the piano.
The wooden cabinet shattered, and books and display items tumbled down in a cascade.
Grrrrrrr—
The ghost then turned its head toward Tae-woo.
Its eyes blazed with murderous intent.
Twitch—
Its brow and eyebrows rippled violently before it hurled itself at Tae-woo.
Tae-woo lowered his stance, planted his feet firmly, and swung his blade at the ghost as it descended upon him.
Crash— Slash—
That was the moment.
The ghost caught the blade of Tae-woo’s sword with one hand mid-air.
Tae-woo’s eyes widened in shock.
The ghost had—caught the Guichaldo with a single hand.
To be precise, the ghost had grasped a human’s weapon with one hand.
This wasn’t merely moving an object slightly or opening and closing a door.
It had seized the blade of the Guichaldo—a sword forged specifically for exorcism—with one hand.
That meant—this ghost was one capable of freely grasping physical objects.
‘A Grade 4 Tool-Wielding Ghost!’
Grade 4 was the lowest rank at which ghosts could use tools to attack the living.
Grrrrrrr—
The creature emitted a bestial sound and thrust its face toward Tae-woo.
Its nostrils flared as if sniffing food, and it bared sharp, pointed fangs.
Its appearance and behavior were utterly inhuman.
“Damn it!”
Tae-woo yanked his blade back and leaped up, spinning to kick the ghost’s face.
Crack—
The ghost was driven backward and crashed into the grand piano in the center of the room.
Thud— Resonance—
Everything inside the piano collided with each other, producing a dull cacophony.
Grrrrrrr!!
The ghost’s expression twisted even more grotesquely as it seized the piano with one hand and hurled it toward Tae-woo.
As the massive grand piano flew toward him, Tae-woo’s eyes went wide.
But before he could even think, his body—wielding the Guichaldo—reacted instinctively and dodged the piano.

Crash—clang—CRAAAASH—

The piano slammed against the wall, shattering into pieces with a deafening cacophony.
In the same instant, I leaped toward the ghost, leaving the debris behind.
‘It can catch my blade, so slashing won’t work. Then I’ll thrust instead.’
I adjusted my grip on the sword and drove it forward with all my might toward the ghost.
The movement was a precise thrust aimed directly at its chest.

SCREEEEEECH—!

The ghost extended its arm toward me, attempting to block the attack.
Thud—
Its hand clamped down on my face in a vice-like grip.
I felt an intense, bone-chilling cold radiating from the creature.
But only for a moment.
The sword I’d thrust upward from my leap pierced straight through the ghost’s chest.
Squelch—
The blade tore through the massive ghost’s body and erupted from its back.
The ghost’s eyes widened in shock as it stared at me, then dissolved into black smoke and vanished.

Hisssssssss—

The Grade 4 Blade Ghost dissipated at an agonizingly slow pace.
Unlike the other ghosts that had transformed into black smoke in an instant, this one gradually shifted into vapor, and the smoke that formed settled heavily onto the floor with a dense, suffocating weight.
Thud—
Tae-woo, whose face had been seized by the ghost before crashing to the ground, rose with a groan escaping his lips.
“Ugh.”
In that moment, Ye-rim also steadied herself.
As she did, she quietly observed the injured Tae-woo.
To annihilate a Grade 4 Blade Ghost in mere exchanges.
Even if he was the Founder’s grandson, his talent was truly exceptional.
In the past, Ye-rim had needed to cooperate with Bang Ji-seok to barely manage the destruction of a Grade 4 Blade Ghost.
Yet Tae-woo had destroyed one entirely on his own.
Of course, Ye-rim had embedded numerous bullets into the creature’s body to weaken it—but still, for someone who had never even received a divine calling, let alone understood what spiritual intuition was, he was demonstrating remarkable achievements.
“You were right, Lee Manager. I should probably carry bandages and ointment with me.”
Tae-woo nodded as he spoke.
Ye-rim offered a faint smile, then narrowed her eyes and surveyed the surroundings.
She was checking to see if there were any other potential threats.
Tae-woo also activated his radar and quickly scanned the area.
Whoooooosh—
The blue light that had been present in the vicinity rushed out of the room and descended rapidly down the staircase.
Just as Ye-rim had said, the ghosts were gathering in the basement.
“Should we do a quick resupply?”
Ye-rim checked her magazine before speaking.

* * *

The two returned to the Entrance Door where incense was burning.
That was where the luggage and bags were stored.
Click-click-click, click-click-click—
Ye-rim refilled the magazine with gas and loaded the pellets.
Since it was a gas-powered airsoft gun, she had to load both pellets and gas into the magazine.
“Still, seeing you pack the rounds so tightly… it looks like things are really about to get serious now.”
Tae-woo said.
Ye-rim nodded while looking at the staircase descending to the basement.
“Yes. The true culprit of this house is likely down there. Underground, humid, dark, and saturated with yin energy.”
Before her words even finished, black mold began visibly spreading at an alarming rate from the direction of the staircase.
Gulp—
Tae-woo swallowed involuntarily.
He had thought that ghosts no longer frightened him but rather annoyed him—yet watching the mold bloom in real-time like this, the sheer grotesqueness of it sent chills down his spine.

Guihon Trading Company: Exorcism Specialists Chapter 25

Author
Chau Renz
Publisher
Daon Creative
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Yun Tae-ri
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