(EP-62.1) Mansion #2
062 – Haunted Mansion #2
I put forth the question.
“Didn’t the Draco Family take part in bringing down Demon King Solomon? How would that not be a betrayal of the Angmar Family?”
“My grandfather, Arabeth Draco, obviously made a great contribution to defeating Demon King Solomon Angmar. But that does not mean that he betrayed the Angmar Family!”
So what was the reason?
“Can I ask what the reason is?”
“... That has nothing to do with you, commoner.”
Nothing to do with me? I was the last descendant of Angmar!
Though, could I reveal this?
... No.
That would be too risky.
I didn’t know why she kept on insisting that the Draco Family didn’t betray the Angmar Family. But when the Demon King died, the head of the Draco Family was certainly there.
They were all present when the Demon King’s body was torn to pieces and incinerated.
Nevertheless, why did they turn their backs on Angmar?
If I couldn’t figure out the ‘trigger’ for the Draco Family betrayal, I might also get torn to death...
Whilst I was lost in thoughts, the door suddenly opened.
What came from the other side was a white haired undead wearing a black robe.
━Hallow.
For a moment, it felt like the blood in my body froze.
Undead.
It was something I wasn’t used to seeing.
That man was probably Aleister Draco, Mirna’s father.
He looked around with cold eyes and opened his dry mouth.
━Woo’ri Dda’l Gan’sic Nyam Nyam.
Having said so, a plate of dessert was brought on the table.
It was a cake. A delicious-looking cheesecake topped with chocolate syrup to be exact.
Seeing that there were two forks, it seemed that it would be shared with me and Mirna.
Surprisingly, Mirna Draco knew how to welcome guests!
As I was marveling at the revelation, Mirna’s hair stood upright like an angry spirit.
“Who told you to bring dessert? Don’t do things I don’t tell you to! Hurry up and get out!”
━Bul’ Jak.
The undead mumbled in a language I couldn’t understand. His eyes flashed a blue glint, then he left.
Mirna sighed after seeing that.
“Let’s stop here for now and get some rest.”
“Could you not control the undead?”
“.......”
Mirna became silent.
It appeared that Mirna lost control of her father, Aleister, who was a high Eldritch.
“Is that why you are taking the Dead Language lecture?”
“You sure have a lot of questions, commoner. But you’re correct... There’s a lot of stories I haven’t heard from my father yet. I have to learn Dead Language to understand.”
“Aha, I see.”
If you learned Dead Language, you would know what the undead were talking about. However, it also meant approaching the truth of the mysteries of magic.
Your mind might be broken, similar to that of an Archmage who crossed the 6th Rank.
After all, it was unknown whether the mental state of a Necromancer who had reached a certain rank would remain intact.
In particular, those who dealt with the realm of death would have a bad mental state in any medium.
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