"What do you want to do? What about you? Isle-Alvar. What are your intentions?
Breathtaking Isle for the words of Milm.
"I..."
I waited quietly for the next word.
But the next word, without being spinned as a word...
"Kiaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
"Yeah, whose voice is that?"
"You can't possibly be anything other than this girl."
My brain bugged when I heard an unexpectedly adorable scream.
Isle, was there such a side to this?
"Get ready!
"Oh, oh!
The fact that we didn't see it from Eyre means the enemy is behind it.
"Ace!"
"Gumo, oo, oo!"
Summon Ace and look back as he fogs himself with [black fog].
I was there......
"Huh..."
"This is..."
He was a grey-haired, well-smiled butler.
'Welcome back. Your husband. "
But the voice is the same as the Rays.
"Spirit Body...... Ghost"
'Yeah. My body has decayed. But we've been waiting for you to come back one day.
"So, the lady I've been waiting for, Isle..."
"You're losing your mind..."
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"Huh! Is this...!?
"In the mansion."
After that, I brought Isle inside the mansion to rest.
Inside the mansion was maintained so beautifully that it didn't seem like a potpourring building inside Ghost Town.
On second thought, so is outside. You should have noticed that there shouldn't be any people but that the grass trees in the garden were in order was odd.
"It was all done by your squire."
Below the old deacon, hundreds of maids and servants became ghosts and remained here.
"A squire......?
"Don't lose your mind this time, right? Come in."
'Have you woken up...! Lady!'
"Hih..."
Grab my arm and hide in my shadow for some reason, Isle.
"You..."
Milm crumbles like a scratch, but Isle doesn't look that way.
"Haunted...... scared......"
Grabbing my clothes, Eyre was in tears.
But when you were haunted and scared...
Seeing the deacon ghost that this reaction was not a shock, he was still laughing at people's good grin.
"Your lady's scare remains the same."
To the words, Eyre finally gave his face.
"Huh..."
For the first time here, Isle faced the old man not as a ghost, but as one willing opponent.