I Don’t Believe in Ghosts, But I Make a Living by Exorcising Them! - Chapter 69

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I Don’t Believe in Ghosts, But I Make a Living Through Exorcism! Episode 069

 

Even though I didn’t hide my bewildered expression, Harman showed no embarrassment at all.

 

Rather, the personal physician, who had been ignored throughout the entire treatment, stood up with an embarrassed look.

 

“Th-then I’ll be going now. Three times a day, you must apply the herbal medicine to the wounds.”

 

The personal physician was just about to leave the greenhouse.

 

Only then did Harman say a word to him.

 

“Don’t tell anyone about what happened today.”

 

“….”

 

“I don’t want it reaching the ears of the servants at my estate either.”

 

“Ah, understood!”

 

What kind of impression does Harman give to the personal physician?

 

To me it sounded like just a request, but to him it must have sounded like a terrifying threat.

 

The personal physician wiped away the sweat visibly streaming down his face and hurriedly left the greenhouse.

 

In the end, only Harman and I were left alone in the greenhouse once again.

 

‘But telling the servants not to say anything either.’

 

Is it really necessary to go that far?

 

Since he’s a duke, he probably doesn’t want to publicize that both his hands were badly cut by something.

 

The estate was turned upside down just from a small cut from broken thermometer pieces, so it’s understandable….

 

‘Isn’t he being too calm about this too?’

 

I stared at Harman’s hands wrapped in white bandages.

 

‘It must hurt.’

 

But there was nothing I could do.

 

It’s not like I could put a cold wet towel on his forehead like Harman did for me when I fainted from pain.

 

‘But what on earth caused such a thing to happen?’

 

I wanted to ask once more if it happened because I wrongly touched the blue aura.

 

But he seemed to want to completely cover up that fact itself, so I had no choice but to quietly let it pass.

 

Harman even put gloves over his bandages to hide them as he escorted me to the guest room.

 

“As I mentioned, I have urgent business so we’ll have to have dinner separately.”

 

“…Yes, please don’t overdo it, Duke.”

 

“Thank you, Lady.”

 

After being left alone in the room, something else started bothering me.

 

‘Dinner….’

 

Dinner.

 

“Tomorrow at mealtime, Siena….”

 

That wasn’t something I misheard, right?

 

‘What is he trying to do to me?’

 

No matter how much I thought about it, I couldn’t even guess what Harman was planning.

 

Of all days, tomorrow….

 

‘It bothers me even more because it’s my last day staying at the Monteville Ducal Estate.’

 

* * *

 

Harman held his cutlery while wearing gloves.

 

“Lady, it’s not proper etiquette to do this while dining together, but please understand for today.”

 

I didn’t mind much. Since I already knew about his hand condition, why would I make an issue of it?

 

Rather, I kept remembering what Harman said in the greenhouse yesterday, so I couldn’t fully concentrate on the meal.

 

‘At mealtime, Siena, what? What was he trying to say?’

 

However, breakfast passed quietly without incident.

 

‘Not now?’

 

Well, if he was going to do something, he’d bring it up at lunch rather than breakfast.

 

But even at lunch, and even when it was time for me to return.

 

…Nothing happened at all.

 

I felt embarrassed for being so needlessly on guard.

 

That last day was spent futilely thinking ‘Will something happen at mealtime?’ and passed by anticlimactically.

 

As I boarded the carriage, Harman courteously escorted me until the very end.

 

“I’m truly relieved that you recovered completely during your stay.”

 

“Haha, it’s thanks to the Duke looking after me.”

 

I carefully released Harman’s hand. Come to think of it, that hand.

 

I stared at the slowly retreating black gloves for quite a while.

 

‘The hand inside there is still wrapped in bandages.’

 

After clearing away the thoughts that had completely filled my head, now Harman’s hand bothered me.

 

After I leave, only the personal physician will know that Harman was injured at the ducal estate.

 

‘….’

 

I briefly looked around. All the servants of the ducal estate had come out to see me off.

 

‘There are too many people watching though.’

 

…Oh well, whatever!

 

I grabbed the door handle and pretended to close the door while quickly ducking my head. For a moment, I was close enough that my face almost touched Harman’s.

 

“Duke, I hope you get well soon.”

 

After whispering quietly enough that only Harman could hear, I quickly pulled back.

 

His eyes widened slightly as if surprised.

 

I smiled brightly as if nothing had happened.

 

“Then I’ll see you next week, Duke.”

 

“…Yes, I’ll contact you.”

 

Just as the carriage door was completely closing, Harman seemed to murmur that.

 

‘Good, no one could have heard that, right?’

 

All I could do was say a word wishing him well, but I’m glad I at least did that.

 

Clatter. The carriage began to move.

 

With a satisfied expression, I waved through the window.

 

Soon the ducal estate completely disappeared from view. I rested my chin by the window.

 

‘So this is how three days at the Monteville Ducal Estate pass by.’

 

I looked outside with melancholic eyes.

 

It was three days that were long if you called them long, and very short if you called them short.

 

However, the wistful atmosphere was spectacularly shattered about an hour after I boarded the carriage.

 

Rumble crash-!

 

“….”

 

‘If I knew this would happen, I would have stayed at the ducal estate one more day!’

 

An enormous amount of rain poured down outside the window. It was at a level where nothing was visible.

 

Even though there was still plenty of time before evening.

 

The location was also awkward.

 

It was a very ambiguous position, neither close enough to return to the Monteville Ducal Estate nor to reach my estate.

 

The moment I thought it would be fine.

 

Bang! Screech, ominous sounds came one after another and the carriage stopped abruptly.

 

‘It’s not fine at all!’

 

I barely managed to keep my balance so my body floating in the air wouldn’t crash into the carriage floor.

 

As I was straightening my posture, Sir Zeros urgently opened the carriage door.

 

“Miss, the carriage wheel is stuck in the mud, so it will take some time!”

 

His entire body was already soaked with rain.

 

“You might get sick again if you come out unnecessarily, so absolutely do not come out!”

 

“Ah, understood, Sir.”

 

Sir Zeros closed the door again only after repeatedly urging me.

 

I wiped the fogged window with my sleeve and looked outside.

 

The sky that had darkened in an instant, and due to the rain, there was almost nothing visible.

 

However, I could tell that the coachman and Sir Zeros were struggling desperately to pull the carriage wheel out.

 

Their voices pierced through the sound of rain and reached my ears.

 

“I’ll lift the wheel, so whip the horses on my signal!”

 

“Understood!”

 

I just sat blankly in the carriage, stamping my feet restlessly.

 

But from somewhere, a faint sound reached me.

 

“…Woof.”

 

So small it was barely audible.

 

‘Am I imagining things?’

 

I reflexively looked around, but what could I possibly see?

 

All I could see were still the thick streaks of rain.

 

The only sound my sensitive ears picked up was the friction of rain hitting the ground.

 

I must have heard wrong, I was about to dismiss it when.

 

“Bark!”

 

This time I heard it clearly. It was the sound of a dog barking.

 

“Bark bark!”

 

“…!”

 

As if realizing I had heard it, vigorous barking sounds followed one after another.

 

‘It’s nearby?’

 

If I hadn’t misheard, it was definitely coming from very close by.

 

‘Where could a dog be in this pouring rain?’

 

Actually, that wasn’t particularly important.

 

There were plenty of stray dogs we encountered on the streets.

 

I always felt sorry for them, but deciding to take care of them myself involved too many complications.

 

‘But why does that sound bother me so much today?’

 

I focused all my attention on where the sound was coming from.

 

And far away, behind a tree, I made eye contact with a dog that was peeking out its face while sitting.

 

“Grrrr, woof!”

 

I was immediately startled.

 

It was a quite large breed, bigger than a person’s torso, panting while looking at me.

 

Its brown fur, soaked and hanging down limply, created an optical illusion of appearing golden whenever lightning struck.

 

Even its golden-yellow eyes.

 

Suddenly, though I knew it was absolutely ridiculous, somehow…

 

That dream that had proceeded according to some stream of consciousness, which I had dismissed as a dog dream.

 

The golden-haired, golden-eyed woman from that dream came to mind.

 

No, that woman seemed to overlap with the dog’s appearance.

 

“Almost done!”

 

“Then right away-”

 

“Sir Zeros!”

 

I opened the door as if possessed.

 

Sir Zeros, who had just pulled out the wheel, was horrified to see my sleeve that had gotten soaked in an instant.

 

“Miss, your sleeve!”

 

“That dog. We have to take it with us!”

 

And surprisingly, the dog ran over energetically as if it had been waiting for the door to open.

 

It jumped right into the carriage and rubbed its head against me.

 

“Bark!”

 

For meeting for the first time today, it was quite bold in demanding to be petted.

 

“Please help me.”

 

“Please help me.”

 

The voice of the woman from my dream kept echoing in my head.

 

Was it not a dog dream but a prophetic dream?

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