He Didn't Want to Be the Center of Attention, Hence, after Defeating the Demon Lord, He Became

The girl, weaving her smooth silver hair, looked at me with her eyes of different colors, even in the sunset. Blue and gold - Golden eyes are supposed to have only demons.

"The family that owned this mansion... how many years ago?

"It's been about ten years. The Duke of Stolen, don't you know?

The three dukes at the top of the kingdom of Albain are Vincent, Orlando and Støren. I know that name, of course.

When I bought this mansion, there were only two previous owners in the title book. The laws of the Kingdom do not oblige you to state it retroactively.

But if the Duke was the first to own it, could you tell me about it? Or did the realtor not know who built this house first?

"I was the one who bought this mansion for sale. It's called Dick Silver... and now it's called Sebastian for visitors to this mansion."

"Yes, I understand the situation. I know everything that happened in this mansion. Please forgive me for the privileges granted to those who once lived in this mansion. I don't want to abuse it."

Wherever she is in the Mansion, she will know the circumstances. It's no wonder that magic exists to collect a limited range of information.

When spreading the effect to the entire area of the Mansion, it was also thought that magic letters were written all over the house, or that the entire site of the Mansion was in a huge magical formation. I was unaware of this in advance investigation, so I believe that there is a high degree of concealment.

"Why did the Duke of Stolen let go of this mansion? What kind of person are you?"

"My name is Beatrice Stolen. I am a member of the Stolen family. I can't say any more."

"... there seems to be something going on. You didn't answer my question, but does the Stolen family have free access to the Mansion?

"No... I'm not going anywhere."

"... that's impossible. We looked around this mansion in the middle of the day. Or was there somewhere else we could hide?"

"I've been here forever. Not only here, but everywhere in this mansion, I am."

--I feel something cold on my back.

They have not entered from anywhere, they are everywhere in the Mansion, and they know the information inside the Mansion.

If you take the meaning of that ridiculous remark... she will.

"I have to watch over this mansion... because even where the family abandoned it, I can't give up my responsibility."

"Responsibility...?

I noticed that before I asked what it was.

Beatrice's appearance seemed thin - and I finally realized that she wasn't a normal person.

"You're the spirit that shows up in this mansion... is that it?

"... yes. A monk with the power to purify the unclean is coming with you. But I can't just disappear."

"She says she won't let harmless souls ascend. Beatrice... even if I find you, I won't be relieved right away."

"... her power feels suppressed. If liberated, there must be a path to heaven before me. I can't just disappear."

"... if there's something going on, can you tell me? Is it true the rumor that there are dead spirits in this mansion?"

Beatrice is getting thinner and thinner. Apparently, I can't stay in shape by my own will.

"I just want to leave this mansion as it is. so that my family can come back any time."

At the end of that word, Beatrice disappears.

Now I know why the mansion was well maintained. Beatrice kept the Mansion so the family could come back.

In that case, I and the aristocrats who have tried to live in this mansion will be subject to eviction for her.

But will the Duke of Stolen, who abandoned the Mansion, ever return?

I have to see Beatrice again. I decided to explain the situation to Miralka and Eileen and have Yuma, an expert, consult with them.

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When it was dinner time, Yuma picked up Miralka and Eileen.

The sun has already fallen outside, and the interior is illuminated with magical lighting. Miralka and Yuma sat side by side at the edge of the dining table where about ten people sat together, and Aileen sat across the street.

It doesn't seem that Beatrice is about to kick us out right away - there was nothing wrong with cooking.

"Yuma, you said this mansion has harmless souls. Do you still feel that?

"Yes, they're still looking at us."

"It doesn't feel so good to be seen unilaterally... I don't know if I can handle it."

I've been telling Miralka that I've met Beatrice, but I don't think she's feeling well even if she knows what's going on.

Eileen doesn't care at all, and the roast sheep are served with wine sauce, which seems delicious to her mouth.

"Hamu... mmm, delicious. The whole thing is refreshing and refreshing, so you can eat delicious food, drink alcohol, and then take a bath."

"... I wonder if it's okay. Speaking of baths, it's time to be the most defenseless... and if you get caught by surprise, you might use magic."

"If you come in with me, I'll take a good look at it. Normally, when I wash my hair, I feel like there's something behind me ~"

"Hey, hey... don't be so vigilant. I'm sure there's nothing back there."

Miralka looks behind her without worrying about it now. And after making sure it was safe, I took the vegetable soup to my mouth. She tastes like a snack, with little meat or bread, but the wine goes there to suit Eileen.

"Customers, there are some 'blessings' in this mansion, so please be careful when you can leave the room at night."

"Hmm... don't say it at this time. If you're doing this on purpose, I'll give you a big compliment."

"Miralka, my hand with the spoon is trembling... is that really scary?

"Hey, you didn't say anything about being scared. And it doesn't matter what happens with Yuma."

Miralka shook the subject to Yuma, but Yuma hardly replied. She moves her lips small, holding a glass of water in her hands.

"... I want to relieve my soul... but since I don't feel harmless... evil, I want to relieve my soul..."

"Eh... Yuma, do you want to do something you shouldn't? Is that, for example, the one that Dick needs to help with?

"... yes? Did I just say something?

She had gone completely out of sight, but Yuma seemed completely unconscious.

"This is serious... if we don't do something soon, Yuma won't be able to feel it"

"Eh... my heart? What's happening to my mind?

"Hmm, I think it's amazing. You should be able to accumulate just this much, it usually gets frustrating. Yuma-chan is the type that packs inside, so we have to dissipate at once."

"Ha, yes... you're doing something for me. How can it dissipate?"

"The answer is clear. Take Sebastian there, and let him ascend without thinking."

"Young lady... did you have any rudeness, or were you uncomfortable enough to be invited to the kingdom of God...?

"No, no, I want to make you ascend... no, nothing..."

After all, Yuma wants me - Dick, not Sebastian - to ascend to heaven, but no matter how I hear it, it sounds bad. Is it because my mind is dirty that I imagine that?

"Yuma-chan's ascension seems pleasant, even when I ascended Undead."

"Nh... ooh, ooh. What are you suddenly saying, that Eileen knows how immortal you feel?

"Ahahah, that's not it. I just looked at it and thought so. Miralka, why are you peeling?

"Ah, because you say weird things....."

"No, nothing weird. Eileen is right."

"... Yuma?

Yuma's eyes are pounding again - the same as when she approached me. Talks about relieving souls are too stimulating for Yuma now.

"Saving the soul means being free from the obsession with the world. The feeling that you feel at that time is expressed as" farewell "as a doctrine. This is the feeling that the monk who guides the soul can also taste one end of it. But the moment of greatest pleasure is the moment to guide the other person who feels that souls are engaged with each other. When I feel the gravitational pull of my soul once..."

"Yu, Yuma... calm down and take a deep breath for now."

"Ha... ah, that? Miralka-san, what the hell am I doing now...."

"This is just what I realized... Yuma, you're almost there."

"Ah, that's close... I wonder. Mr. Sebastian, am I the only one?

"Oh, no, thank you for telling me such a great lesson."

When you let me ascend to heaven, you can taste the pleasure, but I wonder what it feels like. As far as Yuma's excitement is concerned, it feels very uneducational.

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Dinner time was over, in a way, full of turmoil, and after I finished my dinner, I was looking at the courtyard from the hallway on the ground floor of the Mansion.

The sun is completely falling, but there are also magical lighted pillars standing outside, ensuring visibility. But there's no sign of a dead spirit.

I was wondering if Beatrice would come out again when I was alone, but it doesn't seem convenient.

Now it's time for the three of you to bathe. There is a bathroom on the east side of the first floor of the Mansion, and I am a little far from it, but I am prepared to rush to the bathroom whenever something happens.

The aristocrats who bought this mansion have, without exception, left it in a short period of time.

If Beatrice were to tell me why, I would send my gaze to the garden where nothing was supposed to happen.

"... are you here...?!

Even though there were no signs at all, I can see some shadows in the garden - that's the Reaper.

A ghost who looks like a person but can hardly be seen fading. A gust that does not have a fixed shape, such as a black jar.

And the number of Les who said that Miralka wasn't good at it grew little by little while watching this.

"-kyaaaa!

"Nh...!

Screams like tearing silk up. I heard voices from the bathroom - it was an emergency, so I stepped into the dressing room.

"Ladies, I miss you... oh!?

"If you're washing your body, all of a sudden..."

Miralka is jumping out naked. I wonder if I was just washing my body or if there was a bubble of soap in my body - thanks to that, an important part was barely hidden.

"Hyah, hyah! I can't hit you anymore...!

In the bathroom, Eileen kicked the approaching ghosts in the smoke. But, as she was right, Eileen's attacks were barely empty unless she was equipped with either a 'demonizing' or a magical weapon.

Seeing her with a towel wrapped around her waist, of course her upper body is also in sight - I will send a line of sight to Yuma, who should be able to break this situation without moving her mind as a professional.

But she's been sitting tight on the floor - it's been a long time, so can't she be relieved right away?

"Ladies, it's dangerous here! Escape once and regain your posture...."

"Eh... wait, Sebastian! Yuma will definitely do it!

"Yes... Yuma, I need your help! You would have helped us all the time...! Stand up, Yuma!

Eileen and Miralka shout. But as Yuma sat in peace, the dead approached her.

If anything touches me, I'll blow the Dead Spirit instead of Yuma.

It was just after I made up my mind. The ghost that tried to touch Yuma is purified and vanished without a sound.

"... so many lost souls... are gathered here from all over King's Landing. I wonder why I've never noticed... so many soothing souls."

Gusto or Les, but Yuma had nothing to do with it.

The light that covers her naked is a purifying light. Originally, no matter how skilled a monk is, he cleanses the immortal through the chanting of spells - but Yuma is different.

"Silent Soul Remover." That's why Yuma doesn't need chanting.

Still, the power of purification is off track. Even the cave full of undead purifies the entire cave, trying to purify it.

That's why Adventurer Strength 101180. The girl who received an SSS rating for purifying the immortals on one point only - it was Euphire Manafrose.

"Now, let's calm you down... and I'll listen to all your doubts and concerns. In the land of God's promise, everyone returns to their primitive form... like a newborn baby."

Yuma is just praying with her hands together. However, the power of purification spreads infinitely, and all obstacles are spread everywhere, everywhere.

"Well, how far is this purification... Miss Euphire, touching your body...?!

Yuma smiles and answers to me, asking me only in a butler tone.

"... that's exactly what Eileen said. Relieving souls is a very pleasant thing. I've always forgotten... how could you have endured it? This is what I need to live with... very, very important... ah... but I really want to calm you down..."

--That's when I touched Yuma's purifying powers. Eileen and Miralka may have felt the same way.

Her power is not just to destroy the immortals and send them to heaven.

Even the soul of a living soul is soothed. It was as if Yuma was stroking her soul directly with her hands.

I didn't think it was scary, but I just thought it was pleasant. As Yuma said, the soul-soothing side and the soul-soothing side both taste the same feeling.

When I noticed it, there was no sign of the dead spirit coming in from the outside, and there was no sign of springing from under the floor. Wrapped in silence, Yuma sweats slightly on her forehead and her skin is flushed, but she is not tired, but rather comes back alive and vibrant at once.

"Now... I must tell you about Beatrice's soul and calm her down. Mr. Sebastian, let's go to the attic. She's waiting there."

Yuma says so, but I couldn't see her.

It may not be prudent to say this to the Virgin who finally wakes up again. But I swore to keep an eye on her for a while, even when she realized it.