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Chapter 365
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Chapter 365 – They Say
“With a shady past? Could it be haunted?”
Myrril and I tilt our heads. Colon and McCain laugh bitterly, but Tig doesn’t seem to mind.
“If that’s why we were called, I’m afraid I can’t help you. I’ve never seen one of those things before, and I don’t know much about them.”
“I don’t know either. At best, I’ve seen the so-called immortal soldiers of the Empire.”
They’re like moving corpses. But it’s more like they’re controlled by a parasite in their head, and they’re not dead, nor are they controlled by a curse or a grudge…
“I think the puppets we saw in the southern continent and the false sand puppets of the Demon King were more like ghosts.”
“If that’s the case, we might be able to defeat them with weapons. It’s difficult to deal with an opponent that you can’t see, kill, or touch, but if they have a body, we can deal with them in any way we want.”
“Ah… I’m sorry to burst your bubble, Mir, Takifu, but that’s not what I meant. I just meant that it was pretty bad.”
“Eh?”
“Why do you look so disappointed?”
I thought it would be a new experience and a good topic of conversation, so I was a little disappointed. Colon looked at us with a look of dismay. McCain had already left the conversation and was heading for the mansion.
“Well, it’s no good standing around outside. You two should come inside. Louis and Eino are making tea.”
“That would be much appreciated.”
Perhaps because it had been unoccupied for so long, the mansion gave the impression of being somewhat damp. However, it didn’t feel uncomfortable.
“What a beautiful mansion.”
The room, with the furniture and furnishings left behind by the previous owner, had a tasteful, calm, and luxurious feel. The doors, railings, and stairs were all intricately crafted, giving the impression of being very high-class. Even though it’s a republic with no social classes, there’s still a lifestyle that’s different from that of ordinary people. In fact, when I look up at the entrance hall, which is open to the third floor, I can’t help but think that it must be difficult to clean, that the heating efficiency must be poor, and that the flow of movement must be cumbersome.
“I’m probably not cut out for this kind of lifestyle.”
“Me neither.”
“Well, that goes for us too.”
“I finally got used to it recently, but at first, I was often confused when I woke up.”
Colon and McCain laughed and led us into the dining room at the back of the house.
“Welcome, you two.”
“Oh, you came, Takifu. Mir, please sit there too.”
Louis came in carrying a tray with a teapot on it. Eino-san held a plate with tea cakes on it. Eino-san was always neat, but Louis has really become neat. It’s like she’s become more mature and composed. Maybe it’s because she’s gone from being an adventurer who talks with her fists to an escort who accompanies people to political meetings. In terms of her proportions and appearance, Louis is not bad material, but the way she was made up was too rough, and she didn’t shine. I don’t know what she thinks, but I think the current situation is good.
“The tea cakes were baked by Eino. This mansion even has a huge oven. I think you could probably bake a whole cake in it, right?”
Yes. It looks like Louis hasn’t changed much, either.
“It must be hard to manage such a big place. Why don’t you hire a maid or something?”
“I’ve been looking for one. That’s why I brought up the topic earlier.”
“Is it haunted? If it’s cursed, you should ask Ecla-san to exorcise it.”
I don’t know much about such things, so I can’t give you much advice. Louis poured tea into cups and served it to Myrril and me. Surprisingly, she seemed to be well-trained in the art of tea ceremony. I wonder if being an escort for the former Lord of the Southern Territory includes being drilled in such things as etiquette.
“Have you heard the story about the family that used to own this place disappearing?”
Louis asks us.
“No. It was a mansion that also served as a trading house for a shipping company, and all we know is that they moved out a few years ago.”
“Well, they had relatives in the North and Central Territories, and we heard they were going to retire to one of them, but it seems they didn’t end up going to either.”
“They didn’t go back? Did their ship sink?”
“No, the guard’s records show that he left by land in a long line of large carriages. It’s confirmed that he left the Southern Territories through Nordanan, but it’s not clear if he went through the Eastern Territories beyond that. The Eastern Territories were said to be in a bad state at the time.”
“I don’t understand. What is the story behind this mansion?”
“The carriage’s cargo contained expensive goods and several hundred gold coins. If that’s missing, it’s natural to think that there’s a secret behind it. The owner of this mansion, the head of the Heibern Trading Company, Mead Heibern, was never seen again after he closed his business. However, there are rumors that his son, Wolle, has been seen in the Central Region.”
I was able to read it somehow, but… wasn’t there a similar story before?
“Did Wolle, the son, kill his father, Mead, and take his fortune?”
“Well, that’s about the extent of my guess. As for the relationship between father and son, Wolle himself died in an accident, so I don’t think we should dig up the past now.”
In the group of half-bored, half-excited people, Tig was the only one with a face like a bitter bug, which was a perfect expression of his mood.
“They say Mead was probably buried somewhere in this mansion.”
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