Chapter 435 – Ghosts and Mystic Eyes

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After the act was over, the two of them were wondering what to do with the droopy Tokoyo, but soon the door to the room they were in opened. And opened

“Excuse me. Ordered to take you to the bathroom…”

Young shaman-she seemed to be the shaman who first met Cleon and guided her party to this place, but she could not bear to carry out her words as she went out following her misery inside her.

That must be the case, two naked men and women. I’m still not wearing my underwear properly.

In such a situation, under Quon, the head of the temple, Tokoyo, who can be said to be the head of the temple, is flinching while wearing her clothes and incontinence.

“Dae-miko-nim got raped…!?”

“T-Wrong!”

When Cleon said that in genuine embarrassment, Quon stood up on top of her limp Tokoyo and lifted her up to show her.

“Look, look. Dressed properly. She’s just passed out. She’s still a virgin.”

Quon defending themselves with her firm smile, but the Tokoyo she held in her arms, her showed her whites, her mouth open, and her saliva dripping down her chin.

No matter how you look at it, it was an unusual situation.

“…Then, what did you do to get Daemu-nim to that point…?”

“…That, that’s…”

Quon was taken aback by the reaction of the young priestess, who said it was natural, but soon after, the young priestess covered her stomach with her hand and talked about it.

“…Anyway. I’ll guide you to the bathroom. For men, another priest will come to visit you, just like before. Please wait for a while.”

“That, yes…”

As if she didn’t want to stay in this room for long, she set aside her worries about her priestess for a while, and first took Quon and -Quon’s holding Tokoyo and followed her young priestess.

Cleon stared blankly at it, then shivered slightly as the cold wind that suddenly broke through her took away her body heat her.

‘… Can the wind blow where there is nothing?’

However, after a while, Cleon held his breath, feeling a little suspicious of the situation that had happened to him.

Something, what I felt strange was that the room temperature was much lower than normal.

And- that he was feeling a gloomy, gloomy aura that was different from black magic.

In this room, there is someone other than yourself.

Cleon, convinced of that, puts on the clothes he had taken off and concentrates magic power on his fingertips her in order to protect himself even a little.

By any chance, if everything up to this point was a trap of the temple that deceived them, it would have been played in their hands.

As long as you focus your mind so that no matter who appears from any direction, you can immediately respond with magic.

“… This… This… This…”

From somewhere, a sad cry was heard.

“…Under?”

In such a situation, Cleon unknowingly gives out a stupid voice, but when a strong gust of wind blows for a moment-

The candle, which was the only light source that lit up the room, was extinguished by the wind.

Even so, the light from the flames was still visible in the room.

The problem was that it was not the ‘red light’ of a candle, but the ‘blue light’ floating in the air.

“Ke-kke-kke…”

And, the number of the fire gradually increased, and the larger the size, the louder the cry that ringed in the ears and thought it was an illusion.

Cleon watched the fire approaching him from a corner of the room, preparing his hand for magic.

‘Is it undead…? Or, a monster that only lives in the eastern country? Anyway, why is this in the temple…’

And, slowly, slowly. When a translucent figure begins to emerge from among the flames—

“My child is looking for such a dignified mate… I’m sorry…”

There, a translucent figure with a face very similar to Quon and Tokoyo was standing and crying.

Tears are seen flowing, but they disappear before falling to the ground.

And, from her resounding voice, from the grim magic floating around-

She could see that she was not a living person, but a ‘ghost’ – no, a ‘ghost’.

“…”

However, what was bothering her was the words she had just put into her mouth her.

Just what? My child?

Thinking so, while her head stopped her, she slowly approached her as if sliding on the ground, came right in front of Cleon and grabbed his hand her.

I am ‘Towa’, the mother of Tokoyo..”

Cleon’s spirit returns to reality when he feels the touch of her hands her, which are obviously ghosts.

“… Tokoyo’s mother?”

“Yes… Ah, this is the ancestral priestess… Please take good care of me…”

When Cleon asks in disbelief, she bows her head.

In response to that politeness, Cleon also bowed her head involuntarily, but within-

“Oh no! Wait. Why do you, Tokoyo’s mother, exist as a ghost in this room!”

The fact that she was Tokoyo’s mother—she didn’t seem to have to doubt that much in itself.

From the atmosphere I felt, the shape of her face and the clothes she was wearing were the same as the Miko’s uniform worn by Tokoyo.

Her strangely youthful appearance is probably because she has already become a spiritual body rather than a living human.

She died at a fairly young age… Even if she died at a very young age, she was young at heart. Whichever would be…

Most of all, what makes her words persuasive is that her own mother her, as her daughter her Tokoyo jokingly said earlier, is that all of her breasts her are flat-

She knew it was rude, but when she heard the introduction of the ghost shrine maiden who introduced herself as Towa, she looked there, but Cleon felt a bit embarrassed.

She wanted to hear her answer as to why the mother of the High Priestess had appeared before her as her ghost her.

“I lost my life leaving Tokoyo too young. If it’s inside this shrine, it’s possible that the soul of a shrine maiden like me won’t return to the spirit vein. So, I’ve been worried about Tokoyo and have been looking at it until now. But today heard that a special guest had come…”

“…”

In other words, this ghost watched all of their affairs.

“I never thought that Tokoyo would bring her man her to her room her. As her mother her, it would be thrilling. Please take good care of her daughter her.”

Towa lowered her back and head once again.

Of course, considering what the man in front of her did to Tokoyo along with Quon, it felt strange to treat her so kindly.

Cleon, who was tired of the uncommon incidents that had happened today, had a slightly drawn face.

Seeing this, Tokoyo’s mother, Towa, looked at Cleon’s complexion her with a worried face.

“Oh… You look very tired… Are you okay?”

Because of you and your daughter. Is it too rude to say…?

Cleon then talks to her while forcing her to smile bitterly.

“Ah, yes… That… A little bit. I have a lot to worry about.”

“Oh, that’s right. I think I’m getting tired because of Tokoyo and me…”

Could it be that you know everything? This woman.

However, her eyes looked purer than Tokoyo’s.

Somewhere in her, she seemed like an ignorant, noble lady.

Being a shrine maiden from her predecessors must have meant that she was deeply involved in the affairs of the world in her own way, but she felt a somewhat detached atmosphere.

Feeling the vibe, Tokoyo seemed to understand a little bit why she was such a free-spirited character.

However, that calm voice somehow reassured Cleon’s heart her.

Cleon feels that this is a kind of ‘charm’ that a person can have.

Towa approached Cleon, who didn’t say anything, and trimmed the clothes he was wearing, and then she sat on the futon and plump. And invites you to sit down.

“I was once a great priestess. Listening to people’s concerns is something I’m used to. I don’t know if I can solve it, but isn’t it necessary to be someone I can confide in freely?”

At her words her, Cleon hesitated a little before she sat down.

To the end, as an excuse – no, as an adult, as a former high priestess, she took seriously the “Worry” That she said as a makeshift expedient.

She receives the word of God, she shows the dignity of a person who leads the world of people, and she gives Cleon a kind look.

Cleon’s hair was pounding. And she rang.

She sensed something akin to ‘escartology’ in her.

No, to be precise, it must be the eschatology of the past.

Unlike her now, she sends her own men to kill Amelia, even by her mistake her.

But the moment she looked at her—making her serious face to herself—Cleon felt her guilt for running away from her.

So, she slowly settles into her seat as she pleases.

Maybe as she said…

You don’t have to get a clear answer back.

They may have needed someone they could confide in about their current situation.

Cleon is thinking.

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So, Cleon slowly told her everything about her work her in her capital her and why she had come to this eastern country.

He had no intention of hiding anything from her, but what she said right before she started talking gave Cleon a lot of peace of mind.

“I am a ghost who has already left this world. I have no intention of spreading the story I heard from you, my daughter’s friend. So please rest assured.”

Certainly, if she is her ghost her.

When Cleon nodded his head at her words, the story that had begun ended.

Towa slowly held Cleon’s hand her.

“It was… Really hard work.”
“…Compared to what Amelia went through, my hardships are insignificant—but…”

Cleon looks down at the hand she held for a moment.

“…Maybe. It’s only natural that everyone in this world hates us. Isn’t it wrong for us to try to live in it? There were times when I thought the same thing.”

This is what Cleon, born into the dark horse clan, felt from childhood.

Her own birth her. Her own past life. The karma you shouldered. And the surrounding environment.

Valuable companions certainly exist, but most humans have feelings of fear for Cleon, a clan of dark horses.

In addition, the bad relationship with Adam, which I learned while chasing the traces of Lesia.

If the absurdly deep darkness that had ruled this world from behind had created ‘now’.

At times, anxiety overwhelms them, wondering if they are the ones who don’t fit in now.

If Cleon had been alone, such feelings would not have arisen.

But, this time-

As well as Amelia, the Church of Exile had spread to Lila, and the beasts of the assassins had spread to Quon and Sasha.

Feeling that so many enemies are all over them, it feels like they are being rejected by the world.

To be able to reveal his invisible weak parts of her in front of his colleagues so as not to make them nervous.

Curiously, it was Towa, a ‘male’ who did not know each other’s inner circumstances at all.

An easy person to talk to.

She certainly did n’t take what Cleon said deep into her heart her and brushed it off.

“Well. My concern is this. It’s trivial.”

“It’s not like that. People’s worries, each person’s weight is different. Besides… The world hates you. It’s impossible.”

“…”

Towa’s answer, which seemed to be mixed with certainty somewhere, kept Cleon’s mouth shut for a moment.

“——How can you talk like that?”

“… I’m sorry. After all, I couldn’t understand easily.”

As if reading Cleon’s thoughts her with her eyes her, when Towa talks like that, she smiles as she talks.

“At least I didn’t fear or loathe you from the moment I first saw you. It was the same with Tokoyo. Were the people of the East afraid of you?”

“…That-“

You probably don’t know much about yourself as a member of the Dark Demon clan.

Cleon tried to say, but Towa continued talking.

“The Eastern country is obviously a place that suffered relatively less damage in the fight against the Empire. However, since it was an alliance with the kingdom, many knights including government officials participated in the fight against the kingdom, fighting the Demon Sword Emperor and his subordinate demon sword knights. We fought bloody battles. There are definitely people in this country who know about the power of the dark horse clan.”

‘Me too’ she says as she places her hand on her own chest.

“But. It doesn’t mean that they will commit the same thing just because they have the same power. There are people who sharpen and polish radish to become swordsmen who help people, and it’s a natural story in this eastern country where they become villains who harass people. No. , In fact, it’s a natural story in any world.”

Cleon remembers something about Demis and Riomes.

…It was a strange department, so my senses were a little numb.

Clearly, those two were people who treated him without prejudice from the first time he got to know him.

“Certainly, in this world, there are those who want to take your place. But- they are by no means ‘this world’ itself. No matter how great and persistent their forces are.”

And. Her fingers pointed straight to Cleon’s chest in her. I patted his hard chest her with my fingers. Take it like a stab

“Your world is a place where Cleon can reach out and reach. And, a place where his colleagues his in it can reach out again. There is no such thing as ‘need to be loved in everything’. You know that, right? “

Cleon nodded slowly at her words her.

Okay. What he wants to protect is not this continent or the whole world as grandiosely as the hero Lesia.

Their co-workers anyway.

Old or new ties.

“Thank you-“

“Ah, that’s right! If you’re really worried about Cleon. Shall we take a look at how hard it is for him to be loved unconditionally by those around him?”

“…Yes?”

Cleon, who was about to politely express his gratitude her, stopped her words and looked at her complexion her. She smiled at the corner of her mouth and raised her index finger.

Then, throw something at Cleon’s face! And shoots something like blue flames from his hand.

“Kuh!?”

Cleon panicked at the sudden blow and covered his face her with his hand her, but unlike it seemed, he felt no heat or sensation.

It just feels like a little bit of magical power is digging into your body.

When it’s over, Cleon lowers his arm her, blinking his eyes as he does n’t know what he’s been through.

“What, what are you doing…”

“I told you. Hehe. You’ll know what it’s like to be loved by everyone. Check in the mirror.”

“Mirror…?”

Cleon looked around her, then moved closer to the mirror in her room to see if something had changed in her own face her.

Then – there, above Cleon’s eyes – ‘something that resembles a heart’ can be seen.

“…”

Those were eyes that were imbued with magical powers that originally did not exist for him. In other words, it didn’t take long for her to realize that she had a demonic eye.

“Charm. It’s the magical eye of fascination. Humans who meet your eyes feel attracted to you and become excited. Well, should I say love at first sight… Or should I say your heart beats when you look into each other’s eyes? ” .”

To Towa explaining her wealth to her, Cleon opened her eyes wide and immediately lunged at her.

“What, what have you done!?”

“It’s a shrine maiden’s magic~! A magic that maximizes a person’s charms~!”

As Cleon grabs her by the shoulder and shakes her, she talks, being careful not to make eye contact with Cleon as much as possible.

“It’s okay. It’s not that strong. It’s just an opportunity!

“This mother and daughter…!”

Cleon, like Tokoyo, seems dumbfounded by Towa’s reckless behavior of her, but she tries to erase her evil eye of her with his own imprint of her.

“Ah, that. I can’t erase it without me. I’ll erase it when the time is right~”

And then, she makes her translucent body her completely transparent while laughing oh ho ho ho as she runs away from Cleon.

Cleon waved her arm her at the touch of her disappearing from her own hand her, but soon he could n’t feel her presence her.

“…Everyone, got hit…”

Completely, suffered.

Cleon has a premonition that he will not be able to live a normal life as he feels the magic in his eyes.

Somehow, if I don’t deal with this demonic eye…!

Just then, a voice came from beyond the door. And with a squeak, the door opens as before.

“Cleon-nim. I’m here to take you to the bathroom.”

Because Cleon is dizzy, he unconsciously turns to the direction where the sound came from.

There, a young priest of the same age as the priest who had come to pick him up earlier was looking this way.

As I felt earlier, the priests and shrine maidens here are all pretty young girls–especially the priests, many of whom look androgynous.

And. The moment our eyes met.

Keying-! With the feeling of something magical passing through.

The priest boy’s face turned red in an instant.

“Ugh…?”

“Ah..!”

Only then did Cleon realize that the magic eye had really been activated, and he hurriedly turned his head away and covered his eyes.

‘Does this work for the same gender as this…!’

The boy also grabbed his head his, shook his head two or three times, and approached Cleon.

It’s not because of my mood, but I felt a little out of breath.

“S-sorry. That, then. I’ll show you to the bathroom…”

No matter how you think about it, the condition of the boy who continues to speak so sparsely is not normal, so Cleon holds out his hand to him while covering his eyes with his hand.

“I’m sorry… Can you take me like this?”

“Ah, I understand. Please, watch your step.”

The moment he saw Cleon’s eyes her, he was a priest who realized that he had become strange, so the boy led Cleon to the bathroom, accepting Cleon’s behavior her for the time being.

‘This eye… Should I ask Lyla to pluck it out…’

Thinking of the time when there really was no way, Cleon let out a sigh at the sudden suffering.