Chapter 120 – What Was a Ghost Story… (2)

The manikin was shattered by an ice pick and could no longer move.

“… Is it easy?”

“Yes. It’s scary, but looking at it like this, it’s not a big deal, right? Orcs in terms of monsters?”

Carla and Elisha tilt their heads in front of the fallen wreckage.

For reference, orcs are weaker than Big Mouth, the monster in the first dungeon that Karla entered.

Although the actual combat power is a little higher because they are grouped together.

“I told you. It might feel strangely bizarre, but it wouldn’t be dangerous.”

Everything here excites a visceral revulsion and fear… That’s it.

Although the power that lost its place was covered with the mask of a ghost story, it is because the ghost story itself is not very powerful in this world in the first place.

Scary ghost? If you are attacked with energy, you will be forcibly turned into a Buddha.

A mighty monster? How is that different from a monster?

Even on the continent of Eurelia, there are many scary stories and creepy folktales.

In the end, all stories lead to eradication.

“You know roughly, right? Now, let’s find the rest of the ghost stories and put an end to them.”

“Yes! But just listening to the owner’s words, this place doesn’t seem to be revealed unless someone touches it, and it’s not even dangerous… Is there any reason why you are attacking?”

It is a reasonable question.

If it’s a place where there’s no problem if you leave it alone, there’s no need to suffer.

“Of course it is because it is profitable. Think about it, Carla. Isn’t all of this the aftermath created by overlapping space magic? It’s a mass of magical power.”

“Yes… Joe?”

“Now we are covered in a shell called a ghost story, but what will happen if we break all that shell?”

“Ugh. The accumulated mana will spread to the surroundings. If it could have been a different phenomenon, it would have happened long ago.”

“Right. The mana accumulated over 300 years is spreading around us.”

“Ah! Mana shower!”

Carla opened her eyes wide and exclaimed.

Mana shower.

It was literally an act of using a large amount of mana. It’s usually pretty risky.

When the right amount of mana seeps in slowly, this usually causes a good change.

Just as simple silver becomes mithril called true silver, and humans become knights or wizards and reach the realm of superhumans.

However, the story is different when exposed to enormous mana for a short period of time.

Because mutations that you cannot control occur forcibly.

A prime example is monsters.

Monsters existed even before they turned to evil spirits, and some hypotheses claim that their origins were a large-scale mana shower that occurred for some reason in the distant past.

If there were monsters from the beginning, humans would have gone extinct before even developing civilization.

… What? Saying this, mana is like radioactivity.

Anyway, the mana shower is a very dangerous thing, but that only applies to ordinary people.

For wizards and knights who know how to handle mana, the mana shower is a kind of experience event.

Isn’t it a chance to accumulate mana at once?

Perhaps thanks to the clear understanding of the reward, Karla and Elisha began to burn their will.

“Now that you’ve knocked down one, there are six left, master?”

“The last one is not written, but… If you are Yandel, of course you would know.”

Good thing I didn’t correct the illusion of being from a secret society.

I’m a little sorry, but it’s very comfortable when the story progresses like this.

He smiled and nodded her head.

“Great. Then let’s go take care of the rest at once!”

***

The closest thing is a portrait that sheds bloody tears and scatters curses around.

It’s like a cursed comprehensive set that applies all sorts of debuffs, such as hallucinations, headaches, sensitivity, and loss of balance.

In the end, though, the person exposed to the curse is driven to suicide….

If you don’t get close, it’s an output that can be resisted just by raising magic power without additional protection.

So I burned it with a fireball from a distance.

Next is the golem we met on the way to the club room.

A broken golem that shatters anything that moves.

He was a pretty strong guy considering his size and material, but….

While me and Elisha grabbed her by the ankles, Karla created a crack in her ground with intermediate magic and dropped the guy into her pit.

And without even being able to resist properly against the three of us, the skeleton melted away.

Next is the lute in the club room.

It has the ability to cast hallucination magic around itself by plucking strings.

So I closed my eyes and smashed it.

The body was made of ordinary wood, so it was broken when it hit the ground hard.

Next is a huge full-length mirror installed in the lobby a little further away.

It’s a dangerous object that endlessly spits out the doppelganger of the target reflected in the mirror….

A doppelganger can only be created when a person is fully reflected.

So, before coming here, I approached Helena while covering her face and upper body in a nun’s uniform, and took a picture with a staff.

Like a staff made to be used as a blunt weapon in case of emergency, it could be shattered in one shot.

Step 13 is next.

Since we have already entered the Underworld, there is no need to go all the way to the starting point, the library.

If you climb up 12 steps anywhere and count, you will find the 13th step.

So, he made the stairs by piling up the soil with magic.

I canceled the magic before stepping into the 13th that suddenly appeared.

The 13th stair was also swept away and collapsed.

The time it took to get here was about 2 hours at most.

Now there is only one thing left.

It’s just the last ghost story you should never know.

“Master, master! There is only one left!”

“What is the last ghost story, you? Isn’t it time to tell you now?”

“Yes. Nope. I can’t say this.”

Carla and Elisha looked bewildered at my firm answer.

“You can’t look at it with those eyes. I can’t really talk.”

If you know all 7 wonders, you die. So, no one should ever know.

It’s written like that in the ghost story book, but the reality is a little different.

It’s not a joke that you should never know.

It’s a joke that should never be told.

If it was a ghost story that I shouldn’t have known in the first place, I would have died suddenly on the first day I fell into this world.

“What… You don’t have to go far, so I’ll show you right away.”

“Yes? Didn’t you just say you wouldn’t let me know?”

Seeing Karla tilting her head slightly sullenly, she shrugged her shoulders once and took out a ghost story book tucked in her waist.

And.

“Tinder.”

Fire.

Just lit it on fire

“Uh? Uh huh?”

“Yandel? Why is that… No way?”

Embarrassed Carla and Elisha.

Although it did catch fire, the book wasn’t completely burnt, so I couldn’t speak yet.

Instead, he nodded his head and talked about what happened next.

“Everyone get ready. You should absorb as much as you can.”

The two of them sat down in a comfortable position, as if they had suddenly come to their senses at those words.

I also sat in the middle and focused on the lintbloom breathing technique.

And soon after, the little book that was left was completely burned.

Whoop-

A gust of wind blows through the ashes.

The flow of magical power, which at first seemed like a small breeze, gradually intensified, and soon began to rage like a whirlpool.

Although it is the dregs created by the aftermath of magic, if it accumulates for 300 years, it will become a level that can never be ignored.

Feeling the flow of mana sweeping down his body, he concentrated even more deeply.

Throbbing.

The core that pulsates along with the beat of the heart greedily sucks up the mana around it.

Of course, it is not possible to absorb all of them, and it is not possible to accumulate them intact due to lack of chastity.

Even so, the opportunity to accumulate this much mana in a short period of time would not be common.

How long have you been like this

Suddenly, the torrent of mana that touched his skin weakened again like a breeze, and then completely stopped.

I wondered if it was over, and when I quietly opened my eyes, the dark, ruin-like landscape was nowhere to be found.

Instead, the third floor of the library, which we last saw before entering the ghost story, greets us.

Perhaps the torrent of mana that swept the surroundings a moment ago had no effect on reality, but the library was still quiet.

Even we all held hands and climbed the stairs in the same posture, so I even wonder if it was all an illusion.

However, the capacity of the core increased significantly, and Carla and Elisha looked puzzled. And.

Tring!

【Destroy the Seven Wonders of the Academy!】

Accompanied by the cheerful sound of a bell, a translucent system window floating in the corner of my field of vision was proving that what I had experienced was true.

I decided to check the notice a little later, and first I decided to move my seat.

No matter how unoccupied it is in the corner of the third floor, the three of us can’t stand side by side blocking the library stairs.

He said as he gently pulled Karla and Elisha’s hands.

“Let’s go back to the dorm. I’ll explain as I go. I can tell you now.”

“Oh, your master.”

“Now you’ll have to tell me what it means to be able to speak, Yandel.”

All right How hard I struggled to hold back what I wanted to say.