Capítulo 3: Chapter 3: Hurt Sister
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"What's going on? It's so crowded."
Nurse Karen couldn't help but feel bewildered. Since it was an academy that taught both swordsmanship and magic, there were always bound to be many injuries. Therefore, the infirmary was the largest and most well-equipped place in the academy, always kept up to date with the latest facilities.
But even the infirmary was so packed that the academy today was strange beyond belief, especially considering that it was not midterm, but a vacation.
The infirmary was so full that she wondered if most of the children remaining in the dormitory had been brought in.
"What on earth is happening?"
Furthermore, most of the cases were of fainting with unknown causes, starting with Professor Perr collapsing in her research lab with foam in her mouth.
Several students who had been using the training ground had fainted with visible bruises as if they had been hit by someone. Witnesses said that they suddenly shouted something and swung their swords into the air.
Not only that, but incidents were occurring indiscriminately in the library, cafeteria, hallway, classrooms, and so on. Students were collapsing everywhere.
In particular, the place that was causing the most damage was-
"-The central entrance on the first floor."
Karen breathed heavily with deep concern.
The majority of the students who came down to the first floor today to visit the Academic Affairs Support Team passed out and had to be brought in.
"Among the students who visited the Academic Affairs Support Team, all the children who did not pass out used other stairs."
As a result of their investigation, they found that only students who came down the central hallway or used the front door passed out.
"Should I go and see?"
Most of the students in the academy right now were those who stayed in the dormitory during vacation because the semester had not started yet.
Although it was unlikely that rumors would spread outside the academy, it would be difficult if this situation continues even after the semester begins.
She could ask other professors, but this would take time. Karen judged that it was better to go deal with it than to stay there.
There was nothing she could do for the students in the infirmary, anyway.
Leaving behind her stethoscope and syringe, Karen took her sword, which she had neatly wrapped in bandages.
As Karen was a nurse, she considered it her duty to protect her allies. But she didn't think only healing them was enough.
'To protect my allies, I will have to kill the enemies who want to harm them.' It was one of her philosophies.
"Everyone stay still. If you go outside before I come back, you'll all die." She tied her gray hair together with a hair tie and placed the prescription glasses perched over the bridge of her nose into her front pocket.
***
"It's true! There was an Undead at the central entrance on the first floor!"
"Ha, but look at this. Is there anything here now?"
Arriving at the main entrance, Karen approached a wistful voice piercing her ears.
It was Meilin, who was famous for being a bad-mouth prodigy among the security guards and second-years staying there during the vacation.
"Oh! My goodness! Don't you know that all the children were taken to the infirmary?"
"We know about it, and we've searched this area several times, but we haven't found anything like that."
"I'm telling you, it was there!"
Karen's lips twitched as she stared at Meilin, who was screaming.
Even though she despised rude students-
"Can I talk to you for a moment?"
-Meilin deserved the title of genius as she was the only one to remember what she had seen among those who had descended the Central Stairway.
***
"Then I'll be on my way."
After I finished eating, the maid who came to clean up the tableware as if she had been waiting, seemed quite uncomfortable with me.
I was sure she must be in a difficult position.
Even though I tried to be as polite as possible, I could see in her eyes she was worried that I'd ask for something unreasonable.
I was once again left alone in the room.
I wasn't lonely or bored. In the first place, I was a person who had a difficult time feeling lonely;
Ghosts were everywhere, unconstrained by space.
[You're quite hated, young master.]
"It can't be helped."
A gruff, elderly man stood next to my desk. The neatly organized appearance and clothes that were difficult to distinguish from dead people were impressive.
He was a man who served the Verdi family many years ago and was still doing so.
'I haven't seen him before I left for the Academy.'
But I didn't understand ghosts that well, either; Some ghosts liked to pop up here and there while others liked to hide, so I think it was okay.
"I want you to help me."
[You need my help?]
The man's voice trembled for a moment at my words. After crying as if he was moved by something, he slowly put one hand on his heart and bowed deeply.
[Despite having already become a ghost, there is only one reason why I cannot leave this mansion. It is to repay the debt of the Verdi family.], he said.
"What is your name?"
[My name is Skram, and it is an honor to finally be able to repay the grace I received 150 years ago from Dietros Verdi.]
"Even though I intend to resist the words of the current head of household?"
[You, who awakened me, are the true master of Verdi.]
"…"
I paused for a moment and looked at him. His willingness to follow me so easily made me uneasy.
'I can't act without him anyway.'
Even if I wanted to jump out of the window, I couldn't even stick my face out of the confinement magic in the name of protection, which was working neatly.
"Then, Skram. Are you an earthly spirit?"
[No, that's not true. I can't go too far, but I can move inside North Whedon.]
"What about the mountains?"
[It's possible.]
"Good. Then go to the North Whedon Mountains. I heard that the battle with the immigrants is in full swing, so I need to see how it will turn out."
[I will serve you, Master.]
Skram said before passing through the wall and disappearing.
I sat calmly and tried to decipher the magic that kept me locked up in the whole room.
It was then, the sound of heavy footsteps coming from outside disturbed my concentration.
After predicting the visitor, I asked the maid to bring a teapot and lit a fire under it to boil water.
-Click.
The door, which hadn't even moved a little until just now no matter how much I turned the doorknob, opened smoothly.
"So, are you back after all?"
A woman with the same short black hair as me, wearing a light dress shirt and a skirt, spoke.
She was Deia Verdi, my sister and the woman who hated me a lot.
Deia sneered with her large eyes, crossing her arms.
"What was it? I heard you came back after being called a devil worshiper. Didn't you say you would not do that fake thing?"
"Huh, is that all you have to say?"
At my words of annoyance, Deia reacted with anger as veins popped on her head like the wind rushing in through the crack of the open window.
"I told you not to talk like that, didn't I? Did you hit puberty very late? Where's the old way of talking?"
"-I'm sorry if you miss my old tone."
But this can't be helped.
From now on, since I became Deus, I had no intention of changing my tone.
"Oh, but didn't that please you? The way you talked to your younger sister like a sleazy playboy who wanted to have sex, you must have missed that, right?"
"…That..."
Yes, Deus Verdi was a crazy lunatic. Even in this foreign land of North Whedon, he indulged in pleasure and enjoyment. He even made sexual advances toward his own blood-related younger sister, and actually propositioned her for a night together.
He was truly a madman among madmen. A debauched man among debauched men.
In terms of womanizing, he was a pro, and in terms of liking alcohol, he was a master. But he was not particularly strong or gifted with magical talent.
Deus Verdi was just a man who carried the village family on his back and played tiger games in the well.
"I'm sorry."
After all, even though it wasn't me I couldn't simply ignore his actions as I had possessed the person who did it. After all, I would have to face the consequences if I didn't salvage the situation right away.
So, I apologized several times, but Deia just snorted.
"It's disgusting. Act like a dog you are. You're acting like an aristocrat."
"…"
"I know your nature. Do you know what I was thinking when you said you'd go to Robern Academy, leaving those wh*res and giving up s*x to focus solely on your fiancée?"
Deia kicked the sofa I was sitting on. As a result, the tea I was brewing for her overflowed and spilled onto the floor.
"I thought you'd be back in just a month. I know how many times you change women in a week. If it was your fiancée, I thought you could endure it for about a month."
"…"
"You endured for three months? But how miserably your life would have felt at that time for you to be called a devil worshiper and to be expelled while being cursed?"
"There's a reason for that."
"Reason! Yes! There must be a reason why you're making fun of our efforts! I guess you did a good job of fooling your fiancée since the Bright family hasn't requested a break-up yet?"
"Haaaa."
I was starting to get a headache.
I knew Deus had hurt her, so I understood her feelings and accepted her complaints, but now she was slowly crossing the line.
"Stop it."
"Stop it? If you ask me to stop, I'll-!"
Dark mana spurted out from my fingertips. It gently wrapped around Deia's body and pushed her out the door.
"You! You! Fix your way of speaking! I don't want to see you every day laughing like a clown and spewing vulgar jokes! It's disgusting that you're trying to act like a normal person!"
"…"
-"Just get out of our house! Get out of here!"
-Bang!
The door closed, but Deia's voice still racked with rage, echoed like thunder from outside.
"Whoooo."
It's been 6 months since I came to this world. Despite giving my best for three months in the mansion and another three at the academy...
...Life was still hard.
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