I Don’t Believe in Ghosts, But I Make a Living by Exorcising Them! - Chapter 68
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I Don’t Believe in Ghosts, But I Make a Living Through Exorcism! Episode 068
I don’t think I heard wrong.
Was it a monologue?
‘Then why on earth did my name come up.’
What was it again, tomorrow at mealtime Siena… I was so flustered I couldn’t properly hear what came after.
But Harman didn’t seem inclined to explain the reason, as he didn’t bring up anything related to it anymore.
Instead, he seemed to want to show me around the greenhouse garden before the situation became more awkward.
“Lady, how about we take a stroll through the greenhouse together? There are beautiful flowers recently imported from foreign countries that I’d like to show you.”
“Really? I was just thinking about decorating my estate’s garden, so it would be helpful to take a look.”
It was an unexpected windfall.
What was a bit puzzling was that Harman didn’t extend his hand to me.
‘No, it’s not something to be puzzled about.’
Since we’re just taking a simple walk, there’s no particular need for an escort, right?
There’s absolutely no reason to hold hands, so I’m the problem for getting disappointed over something like this.
We walked side by side into the greenhouse.
It was when we had entered the greenhouse to some extent.
Harman suddenly stopped and pointed somewhere.
It was a place where golden flowers about the size of a human fist were blooming in abundance.
“Those flowers. How are they?”
“May I touch them?”
“Of course.”
As soon as I got permission, I carefully approached and touched the golden flower petals.
I was worried they might be ordinary flowers painted with gold.
‘They must be naturally golden.’
No matter how much I touched the petals, the color didn’t fade. The only thing was a subtle fragrance that brushed my nose as I got closer.
‘How long has it been since I left trading that completely new flowers are already being imported from foreign countries?’
The texture of the petals was incredibly soft. It reminded me of Harman’s hair, which made me think it was even better.
As if he knew my wicked thoughts, Harman just smiled pleasantly, seemingly pleased with my enthusiastic reaction.
“They’re golden during the day, but they change color at night.”
“Are they luminescent flowers?”
Actually, even now they already looked like they were glowing because they were golden.
When my eyes lit up, Harman gazed blankly at the flowers he had pointed out.
“They need to receive moonlight to change color, but they’re not luminescent. They just change to a completely different color.”
“Hmm…”
I can’t imagine it at all with my brain.
They’re golden now but become a different color when they receive moonlight.
‘Wait, then wouldn’t that be a problem?’
It was around then that I felt something was strange.
“Don’t greenhouse gardens get covered at night and then have artificial lighting turned on? To make them think it’s daytime-”
“Yes. So these flowers brought here are always golden.”
There was some force in his assertive voice.
As if these flowers were absolutely golden and could never, ever be any other color.
“Of course, there’s no problem at all with not seeing night. I confirmed this before bringing them in, so don’t worry.”
“I see…”
Well, since they were brought in for decorative purposes, what color could be prettier than gold.
But despite having admired them for being pretty, I rapidly lost interest in the golden flowers imported from foreign countries.
No, rather than losing interest, after hearing Harman’s story, I somehow felt uneasy.
I don’t know the exact reason though.
I stepped back several paces from the flower petals I had been staring at without being able to look away.
But as my field of vision widened, I suddenly began to see something I hadn’t noticed just moments before.
‘Huh?’
In the place where the golden flowers were lush, in the center surrounded by flowers.
Something like a blue aura was humming and rising from the ground.
I narrowed my eyes and lowered my head to get a better look at this.
‘Why are there no flowers here at all?’
There are plenty of flowers blooming around, so why is there nothing at all in just the round area where the blue aura appeared?
I unconsciously reached my hand toward the blue aura.
Just as my hand was about to touch the blue aura.
Harman urgently called me and grabbed my shoulder.
At the same time.
“Lady!”
“…Yes?”
Scritch-
A chilling sound that made goosebumps rise all over my body was heard.
Instinctively, I squeezed my eyes shut at the eerie feeling.
“…”
“…”
I slowly lifted my eyelids. My still trembling body remained unsteady.
‘What on earth just happened?’
What could there be in a greenhouse garden that would make such a spine-chilling sound?
‘Could it be because I touched the blue aura?’
Could that really be why? What on earth is that thing?
All sorts of thoughts came to mind.
However, contrary to my worries, the surrounding scenery was no different from just before I closed my eyes.
Harman, who had been motionless until now, finally gently separated me from his embrace.
Blue eyes filled with worry looked down at me.
“Lady, are you alright?”
Only then did I realize that Harman had been holding me completely enclosed in his embrace.
“Yes, I’m fine. But what on earth is this… Did I touch something wrong?”
“No. But…”
Harman hurriedly looked me over from head to toe. Then his pupils shook violently.
“Lady, are you really completely fine?”
“Yes? Yes, what do you mean?”
“This magic is-”
“W-wait a moment! Duke!”
I was so startled that I had no choice but to interrupt Harman’s words.
No, I grabbed his hand without even properly hearing what he said.
“Duke, your hands are all cut up!”
So that scratching sound wasn’t a hallucination after all?
“No, when you’re in this state, is this the time to worry about me? What should I do.”
I stamped my feet anxiously.
The cut from the broken thermometer a few days ago was nothing compared to these marks.
Right now, Harman’s both hands were cut up so badly by something sharp that there wasn’t a single uninjured spot!
If we didn’t stop the bleeding immediately, this time it seemed like Harman would be the one to collapse, not me.
“Personal physician… Ah, right. I’ll call the personal physician! Please wait a moment!”
“Lady-”
I heard a voice trying to stop me, but I didn’t have the luxury to be stopped right now. I hurriedly went out to find the personal physician.
The greenhouse garden became quiet after Siena left.
Harman tilted his head slightly and looked at the empty air.
“Did you see?”
<…The magic didn’t work at all.>
<That’s magic cast by the Emperor. How on earth?>
<Then our power not working either….>
“Right. Whether it’s magic or our power, it might not reach Siena at all.”
The spirits’ faces, already pale white, turned even whiter.
Harman stared at the door Siena had kicked open and stormed through.
He had thought her claim about not being able to see ghosts was a lie all this time.
But now he was beginning to think it might actually be true.
‘A person who’s immune to both ghosts and magic.’
Even though he was the one who said it, he couldn’t believe it.
How could such a thing exist in this world?
Then Calidis, unusually devoid of his usual cheerfulness, spoke quietly.
<Hey, Harman. How about we use that woman?>
“What?”
Harman’s head whipped around.
<She has plenty of value. No, more than enough. She’s a human that even that Emperor bastard’s magic can’t touch.>
“…You mean, use her for revenge?”
<Since she’s already come this far, you know we can’t kill her now. If that’s the case, let’s prepare for whatever might happen.>
“….”
Harman tilted his head at an angle. Blood was still dripping from his hands.
“Then I’ll have to keep her alive.”
<Yeah, we have no choice.>
A faint smile crossed Harman’s lips.
Caladis’s gaze followed Harman’s face.
For a very long time.
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Fortunately, thanks to quickly finding the personal physician, Harman’s treatment was finished soon.
Whether it was because of the previous thermometer incident, or if he was always like this.
The personal physician trembled his voice like a habit in front of Harman.
Still, there was no disaster like before when his hands shook and he broke something.
“Y-Your Grace. Was there something sharp enough to cut like this at the Duke’s Estate? The wound marks are too small and delicate to be from a sword.”
“….”
“If, if treatment had been delayed even a little, some of these wounds might have left scars.”
“It’s thanks to the Lady.”
Excuse me?
I was dumbfounded by Harman who turned his head to look at me with a smile.
‘He didn’t respond at all to the personal physician’s words about needing to know what cut him to treat it properly.’
It was absurd that he was praising the fact that I had urgently brought the personal physician.
‘Don’t you see that both your hands are wrapped tightly in bandages right now?’
…That was all done by the personal physician.
You should listen carefully to what he says, you know?
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