Chapter 803 News

"So it's here..." Aubrey muttered as she took a deep breath. She wasn't feeling scared, but she was feeling nervous since she had to ensure that she would capture the ghost and not scare it away or disperse it.

As Aubrey got closer to the voice, it suddenly disappeared and reappeared elsewhere. It was as if it was trying to play hide and sick with her...

'Should I just use my spells---No, no... This is my first job. Also, if I used that, I would be a laughing stock if someone learned about it! Ugh... I have to finish this using the method of a Paranormal Investigator! ' Aubrey thought...

Furthermore, aside from dispersing the ghost, she also had other tasks as part of the process as a Paranormal Investigator. She wasn't here as an Exorcist or as Dark Magician after all.

Hours turned into a night of vigil, where Aubrey's equipment flickered with activity, capturing voices from the ether and images of ethereal figures.

By dawn, she had gathered enough evidence to piece together the story of Wraithwood Manor.

"The Lady of the House," Aubrey explained to the Donnellys, "was a woman who lived here a century ago. She awaits her husband's return from war, not knowing he fell in battle. Your daughter's innocence allows her to see what we cannot."

The couple looked at each other and wasn't sure what to do with this information.

Mr. Donnelly approached Aubrey with a look of earnest concern.

"Ms. Hall, what should we do first? How do we begin to help her find peace?"

Aubrey turned to the couple, her expression one of gentle assurance.

"The Lady of the House has been waiting for a century, lost in her own sorrow. We need to create a ceremony that symbolizes her husband's return from war, to let her know that her wait is over."

Mrs. Donnelly, moved by the story, nodded in agreement.

"What do you need us to do?"

"We'll gather items that would have been significant to her—a uniform similar to what her husband would have worn, a letter of love and return, and a photograph that represents their reunion," Aubrey explained.

"These tokens will act as anchors to help her spirit understand that it's time to move on."

Her office, which also served as her house, was nestled among them—a small two-story building with a sign that read

"Aubrey Hall: Paranormal Investigations."

She really liked this sign, and she couldn't help but smile while reading it...

The office was a reflection of Aubrey herself—organized, inviting, and filled with an air of mystery.

The ground floor served as her workspace, shelves lined with books on the supernatural, artifacts from past cases, and a desk cluttered with notes and research.

Upstairs was her private sanctuary, a cozy living space that offered comfort after long nights of ghostly encounters.

Upon entering, Aubrey noticed the newspaper that had been delivered to her doorstep. She carried it inside, curiosity piquing as she unfolded it to reveal the day's headlines:

"Demon Possession: A Terrifying Ordeal in Eastwick"

"Smog Crisis: The Choking Reality of Our Cities"

"The Future is Bright: Breakthrough in Clean Coal Technology"

"Workers Rejoice: Minimum Wage Sees Historic Increase"

As she skimmed through the articles, her attention was suddenly captured by a headline that stood out from the rest:

"Mystic Soul Tower Opens Its Doors: Challenge Awaits in the Immortal's Forest!"

Aubrey's eyebrows raised in surprise. The Mystic Soul Tower, a place of legend and trials, had always been remote and inaccessible to many Arcanists. But now, it was open to those daring enough to face its challenges, and it had been relocated to the Immortal's Forest—a place she knew all too well because it was literally a place where a living Immortal resided!

She read the news carefully and realized that even the age restriction was loosened... Anyone aged 30 and below could now enter!

'It's not like I'm participating...' She thought to herself as she set aside the newspaper.