Surviving in a School of Ghost Stories-Chapter 110

What are you talking about?

“What are you talking about?”

“Well.”

He answered questioningly again and didn’t answer my question.

In the end, I ignored him and went back to focusing on the mass.

However, I couldn’t completely ignore the king’s words.

‘The reincarnation of Sister Gloria? Me?’

Turns out I’m... ... the reincarnation of a hero from 100 years ago?

To be honest, it was a little strange that I had an ability that even Sister Gloria didn’t have.

There were other special things, but no matter what, saying that I was the reincarnation of Sister Gloria was too much of a joke.

‘But is it really a joke?’

It was a point where I was almost dazzled by the fact that the king’s words were quite plausible.

‘If Mother were alive, I would have asked her.’

Weren’t the words that Mother had told Raven a little meaningful?

“If a stranger comes to see you, hide and protect me.”

Was that perhaps referring to the student council president of 903, the king?

“You shouldn’t go out into the world. It’s too dangerous for you.”

“Oh, and one more thing. I told you to watch out for the king.”

Somehow those words kept lingering in my head. And in the meantime, the mass ended.

I saw Father Cesario looking at me as he left the main church.

Originally, I was going to follow Father Cesario and ask about Senior Noah’s whereabouts. But now that I thought about it, there were more urgent matters before me.

There were many things I wanted to ask the king of evil spirits. About Raven’s curse, about Senior Noah’s whereabouts.

It didn’t matter at all whether I was the reincarnation of a nun or not.

I didn’t want to die, but I didn’t have any regrets about life either. So my health wasn’t that important.

There were two good things about this gloomy situation. One was that the king had some favor with me, and the other was that the king seemed to enjoy talking to me.

“That priest has a very strong natural sexual power.”

At that moment, the king stood up next to me and said. It was clear that he was referring to Father Cesario. The king could see how strong the priest’s sexual power was.

“I told you where he was, Melody.”

There were many people inside the cathedral.

“It’s a bit strange to talk about it here.......”

I pretended not to notice and looked at the people who seemed to be interested in us, then nodded to the king.

“Come out behind the cathedral for now.”

* * *

St. Gloria Private School Student Bulletin Board

Continental Calendar October 20, 902 Bulletin Board

The student council president. Did anyone see the transfer student grabbing him by the collar and dragging him behind the cathedral?

⌎I didn't grab her by the collar. I saw her. Don't exaggerate.

⌎They're dating. They must be having a lover's fight.

⌎No. They're not related.

⌎How did you know?

⌎My transfer student friend. Close with Hastings.

⌎If you're friends with Toraiven, are you from the east? Weren't you enemies with Toraiven?

⌎Senior Matthew Lennox. I'm Raven, not Toraiven.

⌎Are you watching me comment on the bulletin board?

Behind the cathedral.

I stood in the narrow alley and looked at the king. No matter how I looked at him, he looked like Noah.

He crossed his arms and looked around calmly the whole time.

"First thing first. Where is Noah?"

Only then did the king see me.

He smiled faintly, tilted his head to one side, and answered.

“You hid in a cage. You went to the place where you felt most comfortable. Melody, you must have been there too.”

I’ve only been to one cage. When I was doing a test of courage at Johannes Castle, I happened to wake up in a cave somewhere in the ‘other world.’

“How can I get to the cage?”

“As I said, it’s taboo, so I can’t say it with my own mouth. But I can give you a hint.”

The king said meaningfully.

“If you think of the ‘other world’ as a slightly distorted mirror of this world, it’ll be easier to find your way.”

I asked where the cage was, and he said the ‘other world.’

So it seems that the cage is in the ‘other world.’

If it’s a distorted mirror of this world, then the location might be in Johannes Castle.

It was during the test of courage at Johannes Castle that I discovered the cage.

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I should share this with Father Cesario, Raven, and Easton and ask for their help.

Concluding that, I asked the next ✪ Nоvеlіgһt ✪ (Official version) question.

“Do you know how to lift Raven’s curse? This is also taboo, so you can’t tell me?”

“......Your brother was offered as a sacrifice to the king for touching the king’s taboo. The way to lift the curse is to bring another sacrifice.”

“Another sacrifice?”

“You take Raven’s curse instead.”

“......What kind of curse is Raven under?”

“The fever spreads throughout his body and he slowly dies. It will probably end around next summer.”

I held my breath at the king’s answer.

Next summer. The summer of 903 coincides with the time Raven died.

I asked him carefully with a trembling voice.

“What is the taboo?”

“Sister Gloria sealed the king and placed a taboo. Only Sister Gloria can access the place where he is sealed, and anyone else who enters will be cursed.”

He added that there were often those who tried to break the king’s seal, so access was blocked at the source to prevent that.

“How did Raven enter that space?”

“Because he was wearing your bracelet. He was wearing your bracelet at the time. He entered thinking he was you, but it turned out he wasn’t, so he was cursed.”

I was shocked and couldn’t continue speaking.

The reason Raven died... ... . The reason that guy died was really because of me.

“I’ll be the sacrifice in Raven’s place. What do I have to do?”

It doesn’t matter if it’s a trap or a trap. I risked my life and even turned back time for Raven, so this was nothing.

“That might be a bit difficult.”

“Why?”

“I don’t know. I don’t remember.”

“Lies.”

“I told you. I’m ‘little by little’ adjusting to this body. It means that my existence is not yet complete.”

As I stared at him silently, he tapped my cheek with his finger with a worried expression.

“Hmm. You look like you don’t believe me.”

“I don’t believe what you’re saying.”

If it were Senior Noah, I wouldn’t know. I showed my distrust to a degree that was somewhat blatant. I needed to elicit a different reaction from him. I needed more information.

Judging from his actions and words to me so far, he had a crush on me. So he’d come over.

As expected, the king came up with a trick.

“Do you know what’s different between the dead and the living?”

After hearing that, I thought back to the words of the brown-haired boy who had saved me in the ‘other world.’

“Name. Do humans know their own names?”

“Yes. That’s right. Demons and spirits don’t have names. They don’t remember them. If you find out their names, you can control them.”

“That’s the first time I’ve heard of that.”

“That’s because it’s only theoretically possible. Demons and spirits don’t know their own names, so they can’t tell you, and it’s practically impossible to find out. But I’m different.”

He’s different. Maybe it’s because he’s the king?

“I’m the only demon who knows my name. I’ll tell you. My name. It means I’m handing over control of me to you. That alone won’t kill me, but it’ll be hard.”

That’s okay. I didn’t know he’d come up with this method just because I said I didn’t trust him, but that’s okay.

I tried my best not to show that I liked him. Then I asked somewhat seriously.

“What? Is that real? Why? What on earth are you up to?”

“You want me to believe you? Will you believe me if I say this?”

I nodded. I was even trembling, beyond believing.

You have the authority to control the king of evil spirits? If he really is the king, can I stop all the ghost stories that will occur on this island in the future? Since I have control over him?

Given the circumstances, I cannot deny that he is the ‘king.’ Senior Noah also clearly said that he has the ‘king’ in his body.

But is he really the king?

At that moment, the king stroked his chin, looked at me quietly, and gestured to me.

“Give me your hand.”

I obediently held out my hand to him. Then he took my hand. Then he smiled faintly and said to me.

“Vidar. That’s my name.”

Vidar.

I chewed on the king’s name.

The king, who was looking at me, said.

“I’m yours now, Melody.”

It wasn’t a very pleasant sound.

After quietly listening to his story, I held out my hand to him and said.

“Vidar, hand.”

The king quietly placed his hand on mine.

After a moment of silence, he said to me.

“This isn’t the name I was told to give you to do something like this.”

The king seemed a little angry. But I was secretly surprised. He really had given me control over him. Why was he doing this to me?

While feeling doubtful, I continued to speak steadily.

“Vidar, be quiet.”

Then he closed his mouth.

This might be a little okay.

I looked at the king who had become quiet, and as soon as I gained control, I said what I wanted to say.

“Vidar, bring Noah.”