Count Scribe's Tutor

"Wow, really?"

She opened her eyes wide as if surprised.

He was staring into the air, talking to someone.

"That's what happened. I didn't know that."

But there could be people outside.

This was the third floor.

Ferda narrows her eyes and looks out the window.

Then I saw something faint. Ferda knew what it was.

‘Ghosts.’

Ever since I woke up as a commander.

At night, several ghosts come to life from a nearby cemetery.

Like a moth drawn to a flame.

At first, I thought I should get rid of it.

However, I changed my mind when I saw the unique skills in practice.

‘I don't get a preliminary award, I get a sense of admiration. ’

So I decided to let it go.

Recently, I stayed with her until she fell asleep.

I'll just go ahead and blow it up.

With that thought, Ferda took out a book.

"In fact."

"Haha, you did. Huh?"

The practice of talking to the ghost turns its head.

Ferda gestures at him.

"Come over here for a second."

"Why?"

"I have something to teach you."

The truth came to me quietly.

Several ghosts follow, but they all stop as soon as they raise their hands.

Silvas approaching Ferda's doorstep soon.

"What are you going to teach me?"

"About the curse."

There are four main disciplines for a commander:

Summon the most famous dead.

And command, and necromancy, and finally the curse.

Common commanders are only trained in one of four areas.

The reason is simple, because I don't have the talent.

But the reality is different.

In the original, he learns all four disciplines.

Since they are not lacking, they should not be called mythical commanders for nothing.

So it doesn't matter what you teach.

It's just a difference between learning first and learning later anyway.

"Hmmm, cursed."

At that time, reality was interesting.

The star-like eyes are proof.

"But you said Ferda doesn't know how to command."

But how are you going to teach me?

In fact, he looked at Ferda with those eyes.

Ferda smiles as if to say not to worry.

"It's okay. I'm going to teach you by looking at this book."

"A book?"

In fact, I found a book in Ferda's hand just then.

A moment later, he tilts his head and asks.

"If you're going to teach by looking at a book, can't you just let me look at it alone?"

Ferda doesn't know how to command anyway.

I knew you'd say that. But Ferda's face was relaxed.

"You wouldn't know it anyway."

And why is that?

The skill book from Earth is interpreted in the language of the first acquirer.

"Language is completely different."

In other words, this skill book is written in Korean.

"I only speak Elvish and royal languages."

In fact, you nod reasonably.

However, the curiosity in my eyes did not subside.

"Then can I have a look around?"

"That's it."

Maybe the language you've never seen before is interesting.

A Per who gives books away easily. In reality, the bookshelf was handed over with a glittering eye.

Then I remembered a system message.

[NOTE]: The liking level has reached (30).

* Increases training effectiveness.

* Share your understanding of the language

"What?"

Sharing language comprehension?

What the hell is that supposed to mean? I was tilting my head curiously.

"Ferda."

Suddenly, reality calls to him.

He pointed to the book with a slightly awkward face.

"It's written in Elvish."

"· · · · · · Really?"

"Yes. It says, ‘An understanding of the curse.'"

I received the skill book again, but it only contains Korean characters.

However, he actually read the name of the skill book.

‘Sharing understanding of language · · · · · ·. ’

I didn't think that was what I meant.

Ferda gives a hollow look. Meanwhile, he hugged the book tightly, as if he were satisfied that he could read.

"Heehee, I think I can read this on my own."

"Well, I guess so."

Ferda replied with an awkward face.

I was going to be a teacher like you. Doesn't it matter if you like it?

Ferda smiles in relief.

Then, the reality opened up again.

"You know what?"

"Huh?"

"I've been wondering."

In fact, he shut up.

His gaze is down on the couch.

"What is that?"

"What are you saying?"

The moment I looked where my fingers were pointing.

Ferda's face stiffens.

It was a cursed doll.

I caught the doll quickly, but it's too late.

"Ferda brought you this?"

Practice that shows interest in dolls.

Ferda looks embarrassed. What do you call this?

"Yeah? But isn't this Ferda's hair?"

You look like a ghost. I never thought I'd recognize it in such a short time.

Ferda sighs, hesitating for a moment.

If I lie for no reason and get caught, I can't do that.

"Phew, that's what happened."

Eventually, I told the truth.

Only about Ferda's cursed doll, of course. It was because I was worried that I would be shocked if I told her that there was a cursed doll in reality.

Ferda told me frankly about what he saw and what kind of curse it was.

Not long after that.

"· · · · · · · So."

A stiff face.

He asked me with a strange expression.

"Did someone do this to Ferda out of spite?"

"That's right."

"You don't know who did it?"

I nodded silently.

I know the truth, but you don't have to tell me this much.

Because this was his plan.

‘I understand what you're trying to do. ’

I made my only son like that.

It's worth the heat. If it was Ferda, she would have done the same thing to Lyanne.

But it shouldn't have happened to the real world.

"How dare you target my apprentice? ’

What has happened several times in the previous season.

But this time I feel different. Do I have to say I'm furious?

‘I'll make you regret it. ’

No matter what form it takes.

Ferda grits her teeth.

Then something caught his eye.

The one with the worrying look on his face with his mouth closed. Ferda smiles as if to say, "Don't worry."

"It's okay. Your hair will not trigger the curse."

"But · · · · · · · ·."

"I'll find out who did it."

A curse intended to harm people. Of course it bothers you.

Ferda tries to calm down as much as possible. After a while, as if reality had regained its composure, he got up from his seat.

It's time to go back. It's past midnight.

When I picked up the cursed doll that was on the table.

Swoop

A slip containing a Starry Curse doll.

Ferda tilts her head for the action.

"Why?"

"Well, I just wanted to see more."

I smiled awkwardly.

Suddenly, I had a doubtful thought, but I passed on.

"It doesn't matter."

I'm going to study the curse, and I'm going to be curious.

And I left my hair out anyway, so I won't be left behind. Ferda nods roughly, giving the doll to the stelgaer and turning away.

"But don't stay up too late."

"Yeah, I get it."

"Then rest well. See you tomorrow."

With a goodbye.

Kung

The door closes. Ferda's footsteps get further and further away.

The sound of footsteps being completely silent.

The man remains alone, his head bowing. Cursed doll that reaches the eye of reality.

At that moment, he clenched his fist tightly.

"· · · · · · · Dare."

His face twists in fury.

I don't know what's going on before or after. Ferda could be punished for something in the past. Then this should not be interfered with.

It's personal for Ferda.

However, I was angry for no reason. I wouldn't be so angry if he was. I was used to being treated like a beggar.

But not Ferda.

Grrr!

I bit my lips tightly.

I felt the taste of bitter blood, but it was not.

The golden eyes that received the moonlight flashed horribly. If I could kill a man with my eyes, I would have killed enough of them already.

Knuckle

You open the window, and the air fills the room at night.

In fact, he looks up into the air and mutters.

"Gather round, everyone."

Scared to death of what he said.

There are faint things gathered from all over.

Ghosts. If there's a singularity, that number is nothing compared to what it used to be. And unlike other ghosts, there were those who were clearly shaped.

[My king.]

[Did you find us?]

They were strange-looking.

The ghost of a heavily armed knight. A ghost with seven eyes.

And a ghost covered in thorns.

The ghosts were different from the faint ones.

And they called reality "the king."

When I asked him why, he said that he was only a king, so he called him a king. So I just wanted to do it and passed it on.

"Did you hear what I just said?"

The story of the curse you shared with Ferda.

The three spirits nod in unison. In fact, he glowed and asked.

"Do we know who did this?"

[If the king wishes.]

"Find out. Now."

Cold as a frostbite.

In fact, he gave the order.

[Are you satisfied with that?]

[A bug that makes the king feel uncomfortable planting.]

[Maybe you should crush it.]

Is it because he's angry?

Ghosts burst into flames. But the reality shook his head.

"No, that's my job."

Understanding the curse.

In fact, he opened the book.

"· · · · · · I'll return it the same way."

His face is crumpled.