My Possession Became a Ghost Story - Chapter 125

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Evangeline didn’t seem inclined to give a proper explanation. Her attitude suggested Rico should hear the details from the child after Mabuka woke up.

 

“If you know what Mabuka went through, please tell me.”

 

When Rico pleaded earnestly, Evangeline pondered for a moment as if weighing something, then opened her mouth.

 

And the story Evangeline told made Rico’s head throb. It felt as if someone’s grip was tightening around her skull without any gaps.

 

Mabuka had nearly fallen into danger while Rico was absorbed in the ducal family’s affairs. The thought made her heart sink.

 

So that’s why she had cried so much – Mabuka had also gone to the kitchen and encountered Nigella. If Rico herself had been terrified enough to vomit, how frightened must Mabuka have been? Rico looked pitifully at the deeply sleeping Mabuka. Thank goodness she was safe.

 

While dealing with Nigella was also a headache, there were problems from outside as well. It seemed the Temple Authority had targeted the Hosaquin Ducal House.

 

She hadn’t expected priests to approach even young children to extract information.

 

What was meant to protect Mabuka – telling her to reveal that her mother was the Hosaquin family’s butler in difficult situations – had become poison. Because of those words, she had instead caught the priest’s attention and ended up leaking information.

 

Since they had extended their reach even to a child, they must have certainly attempted to make contact with the servants as well.

 

The Temple had a history of burning entire families along with their household members. If the priests discovered that the Viscount’s Wife had used sorcery, not only Rico but even Mabuka wouldn’t be safe.

 

The top priority was to deal with what the Viscount’s Wife had summoned before the Temple discovered it.

 

Rico had never expected to feel so powerless. She had no choice but to ask Evangeline for help.

 

***

 

The explanation of what Mabuka had experienced was finished. Rico was dumbfounded for a while at the scale of trouble her daughter had been getting into. Acting as a Temple spy, finding demons hidden in the manor – her activities were absolutely incredible.

 

Rico seemed to ponder what to say for a long time, then thanked her for taking care of Mabuka.

 

“Thanks to Evangeline, I know Mabuka is safe. Thank you.”

 

Look at that! Now she’s even saying thank you!

 

“I’ll do my best to help Evangeline catch the ‘rats.'”

 

Even the ally recruitment dialogue was perfect. I clapped enthusiastically in my mind, reading the atmosphere. As expected, helping her daughter to build favorability was the right move. I was definitely on the correct route. This much should completely finish conquering Rico. She’s completely become an ally now.

 

Rico was the biggest obstacle to filming a regret story at the Hosaquin Ducal House, but if I could gain her full support just by finding her daughter once, it was a complete profit.

 

While I was looking at Rico with satisfaction, I heard someone outside desperately calling ‘Mabuka!’ and searching for her again.

 

“They’re still looking for Mabuka.”

 

Isn’t Rico going to tell them Mabuka was found? At this rate, those people will be searching all night long, won’t they? They’re still frantically running around thinking Mabuka is missing.

 

Hurry up and announce that you found your daughter. While you’re at it, it would be nice if you mentioned I helped. That way my good deed could spread widely throughout this ducal house and improve my image.

 

“Rather than leaving them like that, it’s late at night and it’s noisy, so it would be better to handle it quickly.”

 

“You mean you, Evangeline?”

 

No. Why should I do that? I shook my head vigorously.

 

Is there a rule here that whoever finds someone has to make the announcement? But I’m a guest. No matter how I thought about it, Rico should go handle it. Since I would stay here protecting Mabuka, it would be good if she went and came back, but Rico just stayed still.

 

Fine, let’s see who wins. I’m someone with an incredibly heavy butt. I absolutely won’t get up. I was sitting with my mouth shut when suddenly Pudding broke the silence and appeared with a poof using teleportation.

 

Pudding! You should check if people are around before using magic!

 

“A cat? No, where did it suddenly come from…?”

 

“I brought her.”

 

You probably didn’t notice, but she was with me from the beginning. She wasn’t visible, but she was with me!

 

“Ah. So it’s Evangeline’s cat…”

 

Rico just nodded and let it pass. Is she pretending not to know while knowing? Well, she must have been out of her mind looking for her daughter, so absorbed with Mabuka that she couldn’t tell whether Pudding was there or not. Since I said she was with me the whole time, she probably just went along with it.

 

Suddenly appearing, Pudding seemed to have gone hunting rats while I was talking with Rico. Pudding spat out a rat in front of me.

 

Don’t tell me she diligently caught a rat because I told her to hunt a bit and relieve stress?

 

“Good job, Pudding.”

 

Aww, such an obedient and cute thing! When I ruthlessly petted her chin, Pudding purred happily. Watching made me happy too.

 

When cats bring prey, it’s a sign of pride. The rat that was still alive and breathing was a bit disgusting, but having built up tolerance from seeing piles of them in the aquarium, seeing just one was bearable.

 

Of course, that was before it started speaking human words.

 

“Mabuka. I must find Mabuka.”

 

I thought I had misheard. Instead of squeaking, the rat Pudding had hunted spoke human words. It even sounded similar to what we’d just heard from outside calling for Mabuka.

 

It felt like watching something with wrong dubbing.

 

Sometimes it was an old man’s voice, sometimes a young man’s voice, changing instantly, yet the name the rat called out was only one: ‘Mabuka.’

 

“It’s calling… Mabuka…”

 

Rico must have heard it too as she covered her mouth in shock. It was impressive that she didn’t faint even after seeing a rat calling her daughter’s name.

 

So all this time, it wasn’t people calling Mabuka’s name but these rats? If Bishop Marik had been here, he would have said this was a house possessed by demons and burned down the ducal house without hesitation. I shuddered involuntarily.

 

Ah. So that’s why Rico looked terrified when I told her to deal with the people searching outside. That made sense. Something did seem strange! Well, if people had been searching, they would have already reported finding Mabuka.

 

“Aren’t you hungry? There’s something delicious here.”

 

But this isn’t a beastman, is it?

 

I looked suspiciously, but it definitely didn’t seem to be one. The impression was clearly different from when I saw Pudding and Jelly. When I look at my kids, it’s not this unpleasant.

 

Most importantly, the rat’s speaking voice didn’t match its mouth movements at all, as if it were dubbed. Originally, the oral structure is different, so it’s an error for beastmen to speak human words when in animal form, but since it’s fantasy, let’s just overlook it!

 

Anyway, it looked no different from the rats submerged in the aquarium, so this rat speaking human words also seemed to be the influence of sorcery.

 

It even recommended that I try eating it. Really disgusting…

 

I could see why sorcery is rejected. It really looks evil. Hearing those words reminded me of the scene Mabuka saw of Nigella eating rats.

 

That rat must have recommended itself to Nigella first too. I didn’t want to know that fact.

 

“Pudding, could you make the rat quiet?”

 

I couldn’t directly ask her to kill it, so I spoke indirectly. At my request, Pudding made the rat close its mouth. I thought she’d throw a kitty punch like she does to Jelly, but she gently pressed the rat’s mouth shut.

 

The rat obediently kept its mouth shut after that. I should pray for its soul, but I momentarily looked at the rat with jealous eyes. I want to be kneaded too.

 

I picked up the rat that Pudding had delivered the final blow to, covering it with a handkerchief.

 

“Evangeline? What are you planning to do with that…?”

 

Rico seemed to be asking why I was taking that.

 

“I have to burn it. Can you give me the greenhouse key?”

 

Of course, refusal isn’t an option. Since we’re on the same side now, you have to help me from now on.

 

No matter how I thought about it, the shock from seeing the aquarium earlier hadn’t faded. It was completely horrible. For my mental health, I had to deal with the aquarium as soon as possible.

 

Since the Duke ordered the rats to be disposed of, I planned to burn everything including the rat I was currently holding. I don’t understand why they were keeping dead rats piled up in aquariums in the first place.

 

No matter how I thought about it, these rats seemed to be some kind of sorcery, so maybe they thought it would be harmful because of the sorcery? Then let’s burn them with fire.

 

Bishop Marik doesn’t burn heretics at the stake when he’s bored for no reason. It was inhumane, but there must be a reason for it.

 

I received the key from Rico and went to the greenhouse. As expected, the greenhouse door was firmly locked, but thanks to the newly joined master key, I could easily break in illegally.

 

It would have been a bit creepy if I had come alone.

 

I removed the covering cloth. The sight of rat corpses in the aquarium wasn’t pleasant to look at. Rico seemed to think so too, frowning deeply as she glared at the aquarium.

 

So when are we going to take all this out and burn it? Looking again, the quantity was enormous. Since we couldn’t play with fire inside the greenhouse and burn all the plants and flowers, we first moved the aquariums outside.

 

Rico watched what I was doing, then as if making a big decision, said she would help and lifted an aquarium, but staggered. Is this heavy? Rico needs to exercise more.

 

And I opened the lid like opening a snack package and poured the entire aquarium onto the ground. Rico seemed weak, so I just had her stand aside and watch.

 

Rico, your role is just being a fear-prevention totem. You’re fulfilling your role just by standing there, so just stay still.

 

Pudding secretly helped me using telekinesis so Rico wouldn’t notice. What a wonderful cat!

 

After emptying all the aquariums to the last one, the pile of rat corpses was quite substantial.

 

“I’m going to light a fire, so step back.”

 

I meant Pudding would light the fire, not me. There were no matches or anything, but pretending to be prepared, I roughly made the gesture of lighting a match while pretending to have something in my hand. It’s dark, so Rico won’t know I’m miming.

 

As expected, Pudding sensibly lit the pile of rat corpses as soon as she heard my words.

 

I thought the holy water might prevent the fire from catching well since it’s still water, but thanks to Pudding, it blazed up nicely right away. You lose if you apply science in novels, so I shouldn’t think too deeply. Let’s just say holy water is colorless and odorless but like oil. I just watched the fire with Pudding with a comfortable mind.

 

It wasn’t even a school trip, but it felt like an instructor would give a tear-jerking speech somewhere. There were many kids who cried thinking of home here. I’m thinking of home too. I wonder if Jelly and Kanna are doing well… I miss you guys. When will I really go home?

 

Oh, I should burn what Pudding brought earlier too. I threw in the rat corpse I had wrapped in a handkerchief. It seemed to scream in pain, but that must be my imagination, right?

 

It’s burning well. I was spacing out watching like a campfire, and soon all the corpses burned and died down. Only ashes remained on the ground. To be someone who leaves even their resting place clean, I finished cleaning up all the ashes too.

 

Rico was staring blankly at the flames with me. Even after the fire went out, she continued. Her face was so serious that I couldn’t even suggest cleaning up together and finished the cleanup by myself.

 

I really don’t know who’s the master here, hmph.

 

Anyway, now I just need to report to the Duke and then get briefed on the situation while eating together.

 

But the Duke is really strange too. Why was he collecting rat corpses like a collection instead of burning them earlier?

 

Was he drawing a big picture to call me someday and put me to work?

 

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The ‘Rats’ were born to fulfill Agera Hosaqueen’s wish.

 

On a day when dark clouds gathered and rain and wind raged, coincidentally blocking the Sun God’s eyes, the day the daughter killed her father was precisely the ‘Rats” birthday.

 

When the ‘Rats’ were first born, they had an extremely unsightly appearance. This was because of the image of a burned angel deeply embedded in Agera’s heart.

 

So the rats were born with a charred and burned appearance, as if imprinted in Agera’s mind.

 

And not even a day passed before the ‘Rats” body split apart. Unlike the mother who was ready to love the ‘Rats’ sufficiently, the ‘Rats” father did not welcome his child.

 

The father tried to kill the ‘Rats’, but the rats were beings born from their mother’s wish and had bodies that could not easily die.

 

The mother wished for Amaranth to be reborn, to live by her side, and to not die. The mother’s love became a tenacious life force that bound the ‘Rats’ to this world.

 

The only way for the ‘Rats’ to die was, just like when they were born, like the scene in the image imprinted on their mother, to be consumed by the same flames and perish.

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