I can't treat a woman with big breasts.
Because Winia looks superimposed.
The Roll Bread Head infatuation in front of my eyes did not look like a ghost at all. No hallucinations, no illusions, no visions. My senses were clearer than ever because I was in a strange situation.
Is this also the effect of the shield?
And what did Banshee say before he came up the stairs? Do they want liberation?
"Very well, Lady."
Once I grabbed the hand of an infant.
The human touch and body temperature that had been passed on was that.
"Come here."
"I'd love to."
Anyway, there must have been a reason for this.
I was wondering if I might be drifting inside the mansion now possessed by ghosts, but I immediately shuddered.
I can't fool my senses with so many murders of evil spirits. Even the evil spirit was killed by someone.
I have the hard judgment to penetrate truth and falsehood. The idea of fusion is in my eyes. There is no lie in the landscape I see.
"Ho-ho, Knight, you have a big hand."
"You have small, soft hands. It's like jewellery."
"Oh, my God."
I wonder if my words make me feel better. The child blushes.
"I was holding the sword, so I'm afraid it might break while I'm holding the hand of the Immortal. Haha!"
"You like manners."
"The beauty of the Emperor made my manners."
"Ho-ho. You're a good talker. So let's dance."
One day I stood in the middle of the hall.
"Unfortunately, I live on the battlefield, so I don't know how to dance."
"Leave it to me."
She danced as she skilfully led me.
My body is full of money.
I looked at the hall while rotating.
The mansion was very luxurious. A villa for those who still live in the Upper House. The nobles and the users all behaved according to the example. I feel so fresh in my eyes that I've been rolling from the bottom of the world for years.
High season villa.
This must have been the original look of the mansion.
Did the ghosts of the mansion miss this glorious past and make this space? Certainly, it would be better to hear the laughter of those gathered at the party than the screams of evil spirits.
- Patience.
Missed.
It felt like that feeling came to me.
Banshee asked me to free them.
Did he feel an inflammation about living as a demon? Or were you waiting forever for a knight to set you free?
What did the ghosts in the mansion want?
"What do you think?"
Like breaking a meditation, the infant asked.
"It's an idea... it's nothing. Just."
"Just?"
Almost a span of sternum was enough to appear to overlap with that of Winia. Of course, Winia is bigger. Yes, I was strong because I thought of Winia.
"Have you ever felt resentment or hatred?"
"... well. That's what's gonna happen to me."
"Huh, is that so? That's a good thing."
"Why do you ask me that?"
"I was just wondering."
I kept dancing.
She asked me to tell her dance tales.
"It's not a very good story for a woman to hear."
"Ho-ho, women love battlefield stories."
"Hm... I'll tell you a song instead of a dance tale."
"A song?"
Since then, my affection has been conveyed and I can't stand it.
I let go of the hand of the spiritual love and walked to the place where the devil is. The people here were not livers anyway.
"What do you mean?"
The conductor who stopped conducting said with his eyes wide open.
"I'll sing. Please play."
"What kind of manners is that? Now we're playing..."
"I'll only sing one song."
"... just one song."
An old conductor gave me permission.
Immediately on the stage, the gaze of the hall came upon me.
"Aah."
I think of the rhythm as I trim my neck. At the same time, the musicians began to play. It's a beautiful tune, but somehow it doesn't suit the compass.
Well, it's not Korean songs that you can sing even if you don't get it right.
I started singing.
"Shall we go to the bell?"
A song that captures the sound of my heart, that is the teacher's compass.
"I'm going to Myeong-dong."
Extremely beautiful rhymes resonate and encroach upon the hall. An exotic song you don't know. Those who have become ghosts will be impatient. However, a song that crossed a dimension would be more than mourning, as if it were a piece of glass and touched the beach.
"I'd rather leave in the light."
When I started singing, all the buzz and music disappeared. Everyone in the hall stood still and listened to my song.
That much of my song was moving their minds.
"I'm standing on the corner of the road to Ulge."
The song is finally over.
I looked at the people in the hall.
Stupid people.
No, Banshees.
One day, the men in the mansion disappeared and only the banshees remained. Nuns, nuns, maids. They were all banshees. The same is true of the love of dancing with me. It was kind of a play.
Uh-uh, uh-uh. Argh..!
And I started to weep sadly one by one.
Ugh! Ugh! Ughhhh!
- Sad, sad, sad...!
- Hate, hate, hate, hate.
- Argh..! I want to go back..! I want to go back...!
- Why won't anyone save him?
- Stop... stop... please stop... Ugh!
Certainly, Seouldo's compass was struck by a prestigious song that resonated with the hearts of all. Other dimensions beyond exoticism. It also permeated the hearts of ghosts captivated in the past.
I will make my song truly connect with them with sorrow.
They all had inhuman grief.
You mean now you want to stop it.
- Glug.
- Sarak.
The wandering banshees covered their faces and pointed to the stairs leading up to the third floor. He looked like he was asking me to come up.
"Are you asking me to come up?"
"..."
"Do you want me to go up and see your grief?"
"..."
Acting like that, I wanted to be comforted. I wanted them to know their pain. So I invited people.
The evil spirits of the mansion had hatred, but in the end they wanted to go back to where they should be.
"Then I'll go up to Kim Khott."
That would be the clue to the truth of the mansion. In addition, the clue would lead him on his way out of the mansion.
"For those of you who listened to my song and cried."
I immediately climbed to the third floor.
The light in the hall that glowed gloriously until just now was long gone. Climb the steps of darkness again. Copson and Maria. And where would Lina be doing it? But they all know how to save lives.
Finding out the truth of the mansion will soon be the way to join your friends.
I trust them.
- Jaw.
So I pushed the door on the third floor.
- Profit.
When I open the door, the light also emits this time.
However, it was not as warm and bright as the hall on the second floor.
It was the glow of maliciousness.
- Hrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!
Ahhhhhhhhh!!!
This is where the mansion is burning. Not a big fire. Only a few decorations and furniture are on fire. All I care about is screaming and screaming.
"Kilkill!"
It was the laughter of the ruthless warriors who broke into the mansion.
- Argh!
They swung their swords and killed the mansion's waiters and butlers. Killed the male servants and killed the janitor. No man could defeat the armed warriors. Are these soldiers or mercenaries? Unknown.
"Argh!!!"
"Where are you going?"
People are dying.
I walked slowly towards it.
"Argh! Stop! Stop it!"
"Come here!"
The warriors who killed all the men began to humiliate the women who appeared to be nuns and maids. It is the scene of a terrible plunder. Women who were powerless were forced to be humiliated by warriors.
Was this the truth of the mansion?
Did the souls of the women who were brutally murdered in the mansion become evil spirits because of grudges and put a curse on the mansion?
"To me... what's the reason for showing me this?"
Looking at the sight, he asked the ghost who came to his side.
"... set us free."
"Liberation?"
"I've been waiting for a strong knight... who will set us free."
"From this catastrophe?"
- Doridori.
The girl ghost shakes her head.
She was seeking liberation. To want liberation is to be redeemed. It should be called Ji Baek Joon. She was trapped in this mansion.
Were you waiting for someone to set you free here?
But before that, there is something to ask.
"What happened to the others?"
"..."
"In the meantime, there must have been a few more people who came to this mansion."
"Underground... in the basement, they are."
The basement?
"The people who came here today."
"They too... are in the basement."
Everyone who was missing after finding the mansion was in the basement. The demons are holding people and moving them to the basement? There must have been a purpose. You have to save your friends before it's too late.
"You're the only strong knight who hasn't been caught."
"You chased him like that? Were you planning on taking me underground?"
"... they're not like us."
Spirits intoxicated by murder and souls who want their liberation.
"I beg you. Deliver us. There's no one else to ask for it but you."
"How can I set you free?"
- Ugh..! Ugh! Argh!!! Knight.. Knight.. Knight.. will save me..!
As I tried to ask how, I heard the nobility of the nun ghost below.
"I don't have time... If you want to save your friends, you better get going. Soon she'll count the numbers... and... her friends won't make it."
"I can't believe that's a number."
- Sarah.
"Stop... stop her now."
The ghost of the girl begins to disappear.
"We are bound by her grudge."
Desired.
"Stop her... and free our souls... the remains are in the basement."
She seems to be the ghost of a nun crying down there. After saying that, the ghost of the girl completely disappeared. After all, it was asking me to punish her and save myself.
"Fuck."
In the end, we have to catch the boss mob to get out of here. The Banshees only asked me to take care of their remains.
So I had this illusion.
- Choking.
... No.
That's not all.
There was a staircase going down.
- Banshees paved the way to the basement.
The basement is the heart of the mansion. Hidden in the same shield as the labyrinth. The Banshees asked for liberation and opened the way for me.
I think there are my friends there now.
Then we should go.
Go down the spiral stairs. The surroundings were not dark. On the way down to the basement, there was a fire.
"Argh!!!"
"Open it! Open it! Open it!"
"Open it, please!"
"Save me, please!!!!"
But it wasn't the fire of reality.
I went through the fire and went down toward the bottom. What you hear is a scream. These are the sounds of women yearning for life.
Those who were dishonorably humiliated by the warriors who entered the mansion were eventually burned to death in the basement of the mansion as a group. The cruel warriors gathered the women to the basement and set fire to them.
"Terrible."
Throughout the descent of the spiral staircase, such a landscape covered the surroundings.
"I have a grudge."
The vengeance of the past became a reality and a constant repetition of the space was the home of these cursed ghosts.
They wanted revenge while at the same time seeking salvation. I can't believe I got caught up in this. Let's not search the lungs in the future.
So I stood in front of the basement.
I heard a murmur somewhere.