I Don’t Believe in Ghosts, But I Make a Living by Exorcising Them! - Chapter 143

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I Don’t Believe in Ghosts, But I Make a Living Through Exorcism! Episode 143

[This week has been delightful thanks to you.

No, not just this week—I’ve been happy from the moment I first met you until now.]

Why….

‘Why are you speaking as if you’re going far away and never coming back?’

There’s even quite a gap between this and the text below.

As I caressed the letter paper, I realized that particular section was especially wrinkled.

It was because of dried tear stains.

“….”

I hesitated for a moment.

If I read what’s below, would I be able to live properly? That thought crossed my mind.

…But I have to read it.

I suppressed the instinct that kept trying to make me cover the letter and read the rest.

[Please forget me, Siena.

I’m sorry for being selfish until the very end.]

That was the end of the letter.

“Why on earth….”

My mouth moved, but my throat felt completely blocked and no words came out.

It didn’t feel real.

Even more than the fact that ghosts suddenly became visible to my eyes, to people’s eyes.

“Woof….”

Bokdeungi approached me with drooping ears, trying to comfort me, and rubbed his face against mine.

But I couldn’t pet him right now. I couldn’t do anything while gripping the letter tightly with both hands.

If I let go of this letter here, it felt like Harman would truly disappear completely.

Bokdeungi watched me like that for a long while. Then he approached the box, sniffed it, and gently pulled away the velvet fabric.

“…!”

Thud.

I helplessly dropped the letter I had been clutching like my life depended on it.

Before I could stop them, tears began falling.

What was under the fabric was the flower Harman had made into a bouquet for me.

That flower had turned blue.

“Harman, you really are a selfish person.”

Asking me to forget you while doing this.

You’re being too selfish.

Maybe you knew this day would come.

When Harman asked me to meet him for just one week, maybe he already knew then.

But I don’t have the confidence to forget you. It’s already too late to turn back.

‘I said I’d stay with you even after the week was over.’

It wasn’t just a promise to myself. Harman must have roughly understood my feelings too.

So why are you now speaking as if you’ve left me behind alone?

“Woof!”

The sudden sound piercing my eardrums snapped me out of my thoughts.

Bokdeungi was standing in front of the door.

Somehow he had found the round object Harman had given me and was holding it in his mouth.

His golden, sparkling yellow eyes told me:

‘Let’s go.’

He was definitely saying that.

I slowly lowered my gaze. I stared blankly at the round object in Bokdeungi’s mouth and realized.

Ah, I see.

‘You actually want me not to forget.’

And you want me to come find you.

If you truly wanted me to forget, you wouldn’t have sent this letter, these flowers that would turn blue at night.

It was the same back then too.

When I said I’d meet you even after the week was over, you said you’d like it if I came to find you.

I withdrew the hand that was reaching for the flower and clenched it into a fist.

“Yes, let’s go.”

I muttered resolutely. Understanding my words, Bokdeungi bounced and ran to the door.

But I hesitated and couldn’t leave the room.

‘But how do I find him?’

Can I meet him if I go to the Monteville Ducal Estate?

Right now outside is crawling with ghosts, so how….

“Ptui.”

Bokdeungi suddenly spat out what he was holding.

The round object rolled right up to me. I picked it up as if entranced.

“…Huh?”

Suddenly, golden light spreading from the object enveloped me.

I couldn’t look ahead because of the light, so I squeezed my eyes shut.

When I opened my eyes again.

I had been transported to a different space.

Being transported on my own is one thing.

But why does this kind of thing happen right after I’m transported?

I didn’t even have time to grieve while pondering Harman’s letter.

【It’s that woman! Kill her!】

【Kill her right now!】

【We have to eliminate her here!】

“Kyaaah!”

They must be crazy!

I swung my fists wildly to escape the immediate mortal danger.

With each swing, one.

No, should I say one thing…?

Anyway, the ghosts that had been flying at me with pale fluttering were exorcised one by one.

‘Why are you shoving your faces at me?’

Think about it.

It’s not just one or two rushing at me yelling ‘Die!’ but dozens.

Even if a stranger I’d never seen before shoved their face at me, it would be scary, but these were ghosts.

It would be fortunate if their faces were decent.

They all looked haggard and were obviously ghosts—how could I not be startled?

As I continued punching, I started feeling somewhat proud.

‘I guess I have a talent for punching.’

Maybe because I got used to it, it was much more manageable than before. I felt less like I’d collapse from throwing punches.

“Woof woof!”

…No, it wasn’t because I got used to it.

For some reason, Bokdeungi, who had been transported with me, was performing like he was possessed, so there wasn’t much for me to do.

Only after exorcising all the rushing ghosts did I dust off my hands and look around.

“…Isn’t this the underground research lab?”

Being underground, it had a stuffy and musty smell.

It was the same when I came with the Emperor. I just hadn’t focused on the smell because there was so much else to worry about.

“Why was I transported here?”

It was strange that I was transported to the underground research lab that could only be accessed from the Emperor’s chamber, and it was somewhat different from what I’d seen before.

The books that had been neatly arranged on the bookshelf were now fallen over or sticking out haphazardly.

The magic circle papers on the desk were scattered so messily that they were thrown all over the floor.

Anyone could see that something had happened here.

I carefully stepped around the scattered papers on the floor as I looked around.

Then I discovered someone leaning against the desk, completely motionless and unconscious…

“Duke!”

Why is Harman unconscious here?

“Duke, can you hear me? Duke!”

I rushed over and crouched down, shaking Harman’s shoulders. There was no response at all.

‘This isn’t just fainting.’

I instinctively realized this and shuddered, my body recoiling.

Right now, Harman wasn’t just unconscious or asleep.

That’s what my intuition told me. With his eyes closed and completely motionless, he was no different from a doll.

I brought my trembling hand to Harman’s nose. I could feel him breathing faintly.

‘This isn’t enough.’

Only after pressing my hand to his chest and confirming his heart was beating did I collapse in front of him.

“Why on earth are you here…”

I swept back the disheveled hair that was blocking my view. Looking to the side, I saw the Emperor unconscious in a similar position to Harman.

He said he would end everything.

‘Was he planning a rebellion or something?’

Finally, the original story I had forgotten came to mind.

In the original, Harman went mad and tried to destroy the Empire, but suddenly realized something and quietly disappeared.

If he had truly set his mind to it, the Empire might have really vanished.

‘Don’t tell me he touched the Forbidden Book?’

I quickly scanned the surroundings. I sighed when I saw a book carelessly fallen on the floor.

A cover made from red dragon leather and a golden band around the edges.

It looked exactly like the Forbidden Book described in the original work.

I clenched my fists tightly.

‘He wasn’t insane.’

Just yesterday, Harman definitely wasn’t mad.

It didn’t make sense for someone who had been so calm to suddenly go insane.

Moreover, the current situation…

‘It’s more serious than in the original.’

That’s how it looked to me.

I shook Harman again. He barely seemed to be breathing and showed no signs of regaining consciousness.

“Duke, please explain.”

Even though I had confirmed he was alive, I was careful with every touch, afraid his breathing might stop.

“Please.”

I pleaded.

Why did this suddenly happen, what exactly went wrong?

Tell me directly.

“Please open your eyes, Harman…”

No matter how desperately I called, no answer came back.

I instinctively realized it. No matter how much I called, Harman wouldn’t wake up.

My hand that had been on his shoulder slowly fell away. I hung my head powerlessly.

‘What good is being able to exorcise?’

When I can’t even wake up Harman.

That’s when it happened.

【Please help.】

Someone spoke.

【Please save Harman, Siena.】

It was a voice I had heard before.

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