I Don’t Believe in Ghosts, But I Make a Living by Exorcising Them! - Chapter 52

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I Don’t Believe in Ghosts, But I Make a Living Through Exorcism! Episode 052

 

“…Ah, Viscount Morgon.”

 

I finally looked around my surroundings.

 

The bed that had been so large was now completely burned away, and the flames were gradually dying down.

 

‘Did he take care of everything in the meantime?’

 

When I glanced to the side, Sir Zeros shrugged his shoulders as if it was nothing.

 

I gave him a light nod and turned around, pretending to be calm.

 

“Yes, Viscount Morgon. The exorcism is completely finished. You won’t see any more ghosts from the bed now.”

 

“Ah…. Thank you so much, Exorcist.”

 

Viscount Morgon, who had been watching me anxiously, dabbed at his tears with a handkerchief.

 

It would be nice if things ended so warmly like this.

 

My gaze slowly moved in the direction of the viscount’s moving hand.

 

His handkerchief was already soaked, as if he had been sniffling for quite some time.

 

It’s a bit embarrassing to ask someone who just relaxed from tension.

 

‘But I still need to confirm.’

 

I casually brought up the topic, pretending it was nothing important.

 

“Um, Viscount Morgon. There’s something I’m curious about.”

 

“Yes?”

 

The viscount, who had been crying with his shoulders shaking, raised his head.

 

“It’s really just a trivial curiosity. By any chance, did you put a magic stone in that bed we just burned?”

 

“A magic stone… you say?”

 

My heart sank.

 

It was because his tone sounded like he was hearing something unfamiliar.

 

I clasped my hands together to avoid showing my panic.

 

“Yes, any kind of magic stone.”

 

“A magic stone.”

 

The viscount pondered with reddened eyes.

 

It must have been traces of tears of joy he just shed, but I was terrified beyond measure.

 

‘Really, what should I do if he says he never put any magic stone there?’

 

Then the strange magic stones that are always found wherever ghosts are said to appear.

 

No, the strange objects I thought were magic stones. It would mean that whoever knows what those are is extremely suspicious.

 

Isn’t there a saying like that?

 

The person who always appears at the crime scene is the culprit.

 

‘I thought the problem was just old estates all this time.’

 

Perhaps the ghost rumors didn’t spread for no reason.

 

It could mean someone deliberately plotted something.

 

Ominously, someone’s face came to mind.

 

Harman.

 

‘Back then, he hastily snatched the magic stone from my hand and hid it.’

 

Why did he do that?

 

At the time, I had brushed it off without much thought, but thinking about it now, it was really strange.

 

Wasn’t it like a criminal destroying evidence?

 

Let me put it all together.

 

‘Did Harman plant magic stones that cause ghostly phenomena in each manor?’

 

…Why?

 

Why on earth would Harman-

 

“Ah! He must have put in magic stones to fix the position. Since it was a very old bed, the magic stone would have been quite outdated too.”

 

…Wait, so it really was just a magic stone?!

 

At the Viscount’s words, I suddenly felt extremely embarrassed.

 

No, was this really something to worry about for so long?

 

I almost wrongly accused an innocent person!

 

“Could that magic stone have been the problem?”

 

“It wasn’t entirely because of that, but it was one of the reasons.”

 

Since the Viscount seemed to think there was some deeper meaning, I gave a vague response.

 

‘As I thought, it was just a coincidence.’

 

Of course!

 

I was the one who said putting such magic stones in old furniture was standard practice, so why did I forget?

 

‘I suspected Harman for nothing.’

 

I’m sorry, Duke.

 

I guess I became sensitive because everyone around me kept screaming about seeing ghosts.

 

Just like how people got swept up in ghost rumors and became convinced their own manor was haunted, I got momentarily swept up too.

 

Though I felt a bit uneasy, I let it pass.

 

‘So Sir Zeros lifted it easily even though it had a magic stone inside?’

 

I wiped my nose and gave Sir Zeros a thumbs up. He looked proud without knowing why.

 

* * *

 

‘Good grief. Why did he give me so much payment?’

 

I glanced at my pocket while pretending to check the carriage’s cargo compartment.

 

The white envelope that Viscount Morgon had given me with his thanks felt too thick, and even at a rough glance, it seemed to contain much more than the originally agreed payment.

 

Worried I might lose it, I secured my pocket tightly and tapped it to confirm its weight.

 

“Now, be careful not to scratch it as you bring it down!”

 

Just then, several servants from the Viscount’s manor were unloading the new bed from the carriage’s cargo compartment.

 

“Exorcist!”

 

The Viscount, who had rushed off somewhere asking me to wait a moment, was calling me from far away while supporting someone.

 

“My wife really wanted to speak with you, Exorcist.”

 

She was a woman with pale skin and a frail body, clearly looking sickly at first glance.

 

‘Her condition must be quite poor.’

 

Even with the Viscount’s support, she swayed with each step she took.

 

But the moment the Viscountess’s unfocused pupils looked at me.

 

They completely came alive and sparkled.

 

“Exorcist, did you really… completely perform the exorcism?”

 

“Ah, well-”

 

“There was definitely a ghost sitting on the bed! Wearing a flowing white dress and dancing on the bed!”

 

“Ah…”

 

“They said dancing ghosts can’t be exorcised by just anyone. How did you exorcise it in such a short time?”

 

The Viscountess’s eyes were filled with bloodshot veins. Her pale white face had flushed with excitement.

 

‘Wasn’t she barely able to hold herself up just moments ago?’

 

She’s incredibly energetic now.

 

For someone who had come here being supported by the Viscount, she was standing far too straight and speaking in an interrogating manner.

 

I looked at Viscount Morgon in confusion. It was meant to ask what was going on.

 

However, the Viscount was also looking at me with the same eyes, as if he had no idea what was happening either.

 

‘Treatment… complete?’

 

At this rate, didn’t I also cure her illness?

 

After tilting my head in confusion for a moment, I spoke confidently.

 

“Yes, of course. Nothing will happen now. I brought a new bed that ghosts absolutely cannot possess.”

 

“How could such a thing exist?”

 

“Ta-da! If you look here-”

 

“Ahhh…”

 

Just then the servants had finished unloading the new bed from the cargo compartment, so I spread both hands wide to point at it.

 

The Viscountess looked at the rainbow-colored bed and collapsed.

 

She crumpled down helplessly like a paper doll.

 

“M-Madam!”

 

The Viscount hurriedly grabbed the Viscountess’s shoulders and embraced her. The servants also surrounded them.

 

“Call the personal physician, call the personal physician!”

 

The surroundings became chaotic in no time. I rolled my eyes and slowly backed away.

 

“…Well then, we’ll be taking our leave now. Farewell!”

 

I don’t know anything.

 

‘I performed the exorcism, received payment, and gave them a new bed, so my work is all done.’

 

I grabbed Sir Zeros’s wrist and hurriedly climbed into the carriage.

 

After that, I spent the day anxiously wondering if a letter might come demanding payment for the Viscountess’s medical treatment.

 

Fortunately, no such letter arrived.

 

* * *

 

From morning, I gaped at the dining table that had no remaining space.

 

“Bella, why is breakfast so lavish?”

 

Soup and salad to go with it were just the basics.

 

The main courses were steak, lobster, and even turkey! A whopping three varieties.

 

That wasn’t the end of it. The dining table was already full, but the side dishes were stacked in two layers on top of that.

 

Since moving here, I had never eaten such a hearty dinner.

 

‘I did receive payment yesterday, but there wouldn’t have been time to go grocery shopping in between.’

 

Could it be that Bella had gone crazy because I spent all my emergency funds on the blue plate?

 

Sir Zeros surprisingly calmly swept his gaze across the dining table and spoke quietly.

 

“This was made with food sent by the Former Countess Helkene.”

 

“Yes, that’s right! You recognized it at a glance, as expected.”

 

Bella snapped her fingers toward Sir Zeros as if he had guessed correctly.

 

‘Ah, that’s right. Of course.’

 

No wonder I felt a glimpse of my late grandmother as soon as I saw the dining table.

 

I gripped my spoon and chopsticks and looked down at the blue plate placed in front of me.

 

So now I just need to serve myself some of the main dish and eat…

 

“Bella, by any chance, was there no letter from Duke Monteville?”

 

“No, nothing came.”

 

“I see.”

 

I absentmindedly poked at the salad with my fork.

 

Harman didn’t send a letter today either.

 

The savory smell was tickling my nose, but I didn’t feel like eating.

 

‘And it just had to be this plate…’

 

The one that reminds me of Harman.

 

Of course, I was the one who asked Bella to use this plate for every meal.

 

Bella, who had been watching my dampened mood, hurriedly handed me a letter.

 

“…Oh, but a letter from Viscount Morgon did come!”

 

-Clang!

 

The atmosphere became even more subdued.

 

Bella, who had hurriedly offered the letter to lighten the mood, was startled.

 

But whether the fork had fallen or not, I had no time to worry about that.

 

“Vi, Viscount Morgon?”

 

“Yes? Yes!”

 

‘I thought it was over since there was no contact yesterday!’

 

Honestly, demanding money because he collapsed after seeing the rainbow-colored bed.

 

Isn’t that like saving someone and then demanding they hand over their lost bundle too?

 

I accepted it with trembling hands. Bella, who knew nothing, looked puzzled.

 

‘Please, let it not be about demanding medical fees…’

 

I cautiously opened the letter with my eyes half-closed.

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