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"What...?

Face blunt pain that strikes your own body the moment you wake up.

Zanga, who was unconscious, finally woke up after noon.

"You!"

"Dad!"

Zanga's wife and son regained consciousness.

Neither of us tried to leave the side all the time worried about Zanga.

"How are you feeling?

"Yes, it hurts all over my body and I don't have any problems"

That's the same for Noel.

Answer Noel who is worried about sitting right next to him.

"That's good."

Noel, who felt responsible, had not accompanied us to the village of Nateus, but was nursing Zanga.

I also feel responsible for not being able to prevent suspicious people from lurking nearby. But Noel feels so responsible that he can't compare to me.

Zanga wakes her upper body.

"You should still be asleep"

"No, I only remember them as thin, but I understand what I was doing"

The gaze is broken and directed towards the wall that remains open.

There was nothing where the wall was supposed to be, and it was in a rounded view outside.

From there, I can see the villagers peeking at this one. They all look anxious, but they can't help but be anxious that Zanga will get rampant again.

"You should fix the broken part first. Can I fix it?

"For you to even do that..."

"I just woke up and you won't be able to afford that."

"Right. Please."

Permission granted.

I just couldn't possibly fix it without the landlord's permission, and I couldn't afford to admit to my wife worrying about Zanga.

"Bye - -"

Use your hands on the floor [Labyrinth Operation: Architecture (Build)].

The magic of the labyrinth permeates the entire house, consuming the wood in the labyrinth to fill the place that remained open, and the walls are built in an instant. I'll also reinforce the place that was finally worn out. It was like a poor village with only minimal strength.

"Huh..."

I didn't think it would be built in an instant, so I look open and flatter. Your wife also finds it hard to believe what happened in front of her.

"This is what..."

"We're special. I've been a little serviced to show you this time, but please don't say anything else."

"Of course it is. I will not imitate you, the benefactors of your lives, to betray you."

"That's good"

He's the kind of young man the villagers rely on to take on the village chief's job.

It's difficult to step in, so I wouldn't even imitate slipping my mouth about us if I didn't have to.

I can see the villagers walking away when I turn my consciousness outside the house.

I can see feelings like I'm frightened. Seems like he suddenly got scared of the sight of his house being repaired rather than thanking him like Zanga did.

Let me thank you, too.

My grandfather, who was protecting a house with only his wife and children, bows his head.

"I just wanted to thank you for putting my son back..."

"You should stop it."

'Unicorn horns' are used to treat ghosts.

Even though only part of it is used, there is no doubt that it is just not the kind of amount that a person living in such a lonely village can pay.

Xanga perceived the amount of gratuity from his grandfather's condition.

"But it doesn't mean I won't do anything. I'll make sure it takes you all your life."

"Fine."

Kippy says no.

It's impossible to spend the rest of your life.

"I'm sorry about the sickness more than that, but can you tell me what happened?

What we want most is conditions that change into ghosts.

If I don't know that, I can't even deal with it.

"Whatever they say..."

He doesn't really know Zanga.

"I was lying here asleep, and my chest suddenly got bitter."

My consciousness diminished to seal deep when I felt so bitter in my chest that I thought I would choke.

The next time I regained consciousness, I was driven by a strong urge to destroy my body and something I didn't think I would.

"I see..."

Those who become ghosts are imprisoned by a destructive impulse, regardless of their will.

Besides, a ghost man's power can easily destroy a house, and even his opponent will crush it relentlessly.

"Anything unusual?

"No, as usual"

Briefly confirm what happened yesterday.

After buying everything out of Sendorf after lunch, as we've been watching, we do chores like firewood spreading at home. After the sun goes down, play with the kids while they wait for dinner that their wives will prepare in the house. After that, he slept like I said earlier.

I didn't do anything special, I say.

But I'm pretty sure he became a ghost because he met some kind of condition.

"Were you doing something with a merchant who came to the village?

"Is that Mr. Sendorf? As usual, I talked to him about how much he would buy this product for, and after he paid for what his wife bought, he was chatting."

I don't see anything particularly strange about it.

Normally the exchange of merchants and village chiefs.

"Chat...... what was it about?

but only Melissa was different.

"Whatever they said, they talked to me about the village these days and asked me if there was anything strange about it."

"Weird thing?

"Yes, it's a strange story for me to say, because rumors by 'ghosts' had reached this village as well"

Zanga sees Grandpa.

The source of the rumor would be Grandpa.

Besides, my grandfather's son was sacrificed, which also means Zanga's brother was sacrificed.

I was trying to find out the truth because I was also willing to resent the 'ghost'.

"Well, Mr. Sendorf didn't seem to know anything about it either."

I'm not telling you that Sendorf is a leading culprit.

It's too cruel to know that merchants who treat themselves kindly actually only thought about the extent of the sacrifice that turns them into 'ghosts'.

"In the old days, we used to talk about stupidity that never happened."

"Stupidity?"

"Yes, it was a poor village, but with the protection of Tishua, it was peaceful without a major disaster. But since Tishua disappeared because of the nobles, all sorts of calamities have occurred… No, we can no longer prevent them."

If we can know beforehand that there will be flooding in the river, we can deal with it, for example by strengthening the embankment.

The lack of good information on that led to inadequate response to the disaster.

Besides, discontent was solicited because of the continuing years of discontent.

"If only Lord Tishua were here..."

resentment towards the nobles.

Gradually, resentment was being directed against Tishua as well.

How could we have abandoned ourselves...?

Noel is reacting whenever a grudge is thrown out of the mouth of a sick Zanga. Master Tishua disappeared also because of Noel.

I can't make you hear any more.

"Please rest already. We're leaving to solve the ghost commotion."

"But thanks..."

"If that's the case, don't really care"

Take them all and leave Zanga's house behind.

It is stained in the sunset, when it was time for the sun to set.

The sun sets fast in winter.

It's something my grandfather likes, and I guess I should spend the night in the village, but I don't want Noel in this village.

"In the meantime, we're moving to the city of Avesta."

I have to listen to you at the inn.

"You know what's causing this."

Noel's thoughtful expression.

The only reason I was thinking about it was because I was not only feeling responsible for Master Tishua being gone, but I was also saddened that this disturbance was causing me.

"Yes......"