Chapter 113: Moon Palace Eight Ghosts Story (13)

Chapter 113: Moon Palace Eight Ghosts Story (13)

“What do you mean?”

Baek Eon raised an eyebrow. Anger was evident in his eyes.

“Why are you suddenly saying that? Who said such a thing to you? It doesn’t matter. Why would you even care about such a thing?”

He wanted to hear those words from his hyung. He wanted to be reassured.

So he brought it up.

He felt like he was a child being pampered, but he couldn’t help it. Keeping it himself was too painful.

“No one said that.”

“Then? What happened?”

“Actually...”

Seol Young told him everything.

It was a story that was surprising in each part, and Baek Eon just calmly listened.

“It could just be the evil spirits’ ploy to shake my heart, but... Still, I keep having this feeling that there is something in my heart. In the end, I couldn’t help but think that Teacher died because of me.”

“But...”

Baek Eon went stiff.

“Isn’t that completely far from the truth? Father had spent a lot of energy protecting all of us. Even before he met you, he already mentioned several times that he didn’t think he would be around for long.” Rread latest chapters at novelhall.com

After hearing Baek Eon’s words, his heart calmed down, and Seol Young regained his confidence.

He suddenly missed Song Ok and Hyo Wol very much.

“It would have been nice if they had stayed here too... Tell them I came.”

Then he cried.

“If something happens to hyungs and the kids, I will kill the ones responsible and die too.”

“Why are you saying such things?”

Baek Eon frowned.

“It seems like the holiday atmosphere made me confused?”

“Should I tell you one good news? It hasn’t been made official yet... but judging from how things are going, it seems like the Governor will allow me to do the festival with all of you.”

“Is that true?”

Seol Young jumped up right away.

Weren’t humans such simple beings?

He thought so, but he couldn’t help it. It was something he didn’t expect.

“Right, before that....”

Baek Eon stopped talking and went outside. After a while, he brought a box wrapped in silk cloth.

Seol Young asked him,

“What is that?”

“A gift.”

Baek Eon pushed it to Seol Young.

“I wondered about it, but I couldn’t hold back. With your consistent work investigating every supernatural calamity that is happening, we cannot just skip the festival just so we can see each other, right? So I prepared this. A present for the High Governor.”

“I see.”

Seol Young looked at the gift and frowned.

‘What is this?’

The moment Baek Eon was about to say something,

“But.”

Seol Young asked seriously,

“I have something to investigate, so I think we will meet ten more times before the day of the festival. When is the right time to give him the gift? The third day? The fifth day? The day before the festival? If we meet again after I give him the gift, it will be strange....”

Being polite was difficult. But anyway, he didn’t want to be treated like an idiot.

Seol Young’s face was clearly displaying such thoughts. Baek Eon smiled.

“What should I say? Was that what you were thinking about? You can do it today or at the festival. Or give it to him right now if you want.”

“Yes.”

“You must have something to offer.”

Seol Young put his hand on his chest, took out the golden card the Queen had given him, and placed it on the table.

Zaun reached for it and took it. Then the card vanished into her sleeve.

“You made the soul of the Princess of this Kingdom into a living soul and put her inside a doll. Not just that, but you also lured the Queen into the presence of evil spirits.”

So?

Seol Young looked at her with that expression.

“If I hadn’t done that, how could I have saved the Princess?”

“...”

“It is the same with the Queen. I just connected them because I thought I would give them what they wanted. That’s what I do, after all. I connect the dead with the living.”

Zaun was silent.

He said that with the intention of questioning her intentions.

He didn’t say it upfront, but he just told her in a polite way.

Or was he being defensive?

It was as if he had the intention of stabbing someone with words.

“....”

Zaun lowered her shoulders. And she said,

“Just because a person dies, the world doesn’t die with them. Only one person escapes from the vast world....”

“....”

“If you look into the memories of the dead, you might even see living people in them. You will be able to see truth, lies, and secrets. You will know everything, even the things that others do not want to know.”

She mumbled.

“So I hesitated, but...”

“....”

“Nevertheless, I want to know.”

What?

Seol Young asked with his eyes, and she said,

“You said you can look into the memory of a person when they die through their keepsakes, right?”

“Yes.”

Seol Young replied.

Zaun sluggishly raised her hand. She pulled something out of her sleeve and placed it on the table.

Clack.

There was a light metallic sound.

A ring.

It was made of gold and had a pattern engraved on it.

“Have a look at this.”

Zaun just told him that.

Whose was it? What was it? What was their story? Nothing.

Seol Young didn’t ask, either.

“I understand.”

He reached out and picked up the ring. He put it down in front of him and paid respect to the dead.

“I would like to take a look at the memories inside of this. Please allow me.”

He put his fingers on the ring and closed his eyes. He infused his spiritual power into it and started the Memory Projection.

The memories of the dead that remained on that item began to flow.

“...?”

Looking at those memories, he wondered,

‘What?’

He paused the Memory Projection for a moment and opened his eyes.

Zaun looked calm sitting across from him, and Soul Young asked, puzzled,

“Is this really what the deceased had at the time of their death?”