Terrifying Revenge

The abandoned dormitory building, which has been sealed for an unknown period of time, welcomes guests...

In the balcony on the second floor, four energized life forms were already standing and were working together to pull a fifth person up in a rope chair woven with rope.

Missy Seebel didn't seem to have engaged in anything that exciting in a long time, and her pale face flushed a little as she kept waving at the maids below.

Mia at the end sighed and grabbed the rope and leapt up in three removes, drawing real gasps from the crowd.

She was clearly not a transcendent, but the potential in that delicate body was infinitely close to human limits.

Eleazar and Evelea exchanged a surprised look with each other.

I'm afraid this man has been physically enhanced by something, kind of like a super soldier.

When everyone had converged, Mia grabbed the rope that had penetrated through the ceiling again and heaved the steel arrow down.

"Dang!"

The arrowhead, which had gone deep into the 3rd floor ceiling, was yanked out on the spot and ended up on the floor of the 3rd floor balcony, where it was stuck by a barb,

The maid clapped her hands together, "When you leave later, go up and untie the ropes so you can take the arrowheads."

"Mia is awesome!"

Lillian's eyes are full of little stars and she seems to be starting to worship her.

Norton, who was peering inside, looked back and held up a finger.

"Shh!"

Everyone was quiet for a moment.

Halfway through the day, Evelea asked curiously, "Did you see the ghost?"

"Be quiet, I'm watching!"

The bedchamber inside, covered in dust, a floor of clutter, silent.

Eleazar yawned in boredom.

The crowd turned back at once and he froze, covering his mouth and coughing.

"Sorry, I'm a little sleepy."

"Can you be more serious! Really..."

Lillian grumbled, turning back to pat Norton on the back.

"There doesn't seem to be anything, so let's go in."

The balcony door was then carefully opened and a thick layer of dust was raised.

"Cough cough..."

Everyone covered their mouths and noses at once and fanned themselves desperately.

Eleazar frowned, carefully distinguishing the smell in the dust.

It is reasonably impossible for a sealed room to produce that much dust.

[Hmm, like the ashes of something burning.]

Glancing at Lillian in front of him, he asked, "What did you find in the library archives that you can talk about now?"

"It's a newspaper from six years ago!" Lillian said, giving him a strange look back.

It always seemed like the new guy was becoming a little different.

"A serious fire broke out in this old co-ed dormitory building and 16 people suffocated in the smoke..."

It's a normal report...

Eleazar nodded, "And?"

"Then something horrible happened, the repaired dormitory building had a succession of mysterious outbreaks that led to the deaths of five people one after another..."

"Students panicked, so the school ordered a lockdown of the building, which put the incident to rest."

Evelea cocked her head, "What mystery?"

"The way those five people died!"

Lillian bites her finger with a horrified look on her face. "Drowned by burying his head in a bucket of water, hung himself by bending his legs over a meter and a half high clothesline, suffocated to death by ripping his own windpipe out with his fingers and biting it off, knocked himself out by banging his head against a wall like a madman, and the last one ran up to the roof of a building at night and leapt off, and wasn't humanly possible to be found until the next day, with his blood and flesh glued to the ground, and I heard that he ended up collecting the body with a shovel. "

In the suspected haunted dormitory building, an old lost story slowly resurfaces, the chilly wind howls, and they all shiver.

"All are convinced that this is the revenge of the evil spirits!"

Norton opened his mouth and said weakly, "You don't have to go into detail..."

Eleazar frowned, "The newspapers would report that much detail?"

"Of course not, that's what I purposely called the graduating seniors to find out!"

Lillian held her head up proudly with mixed feelings of fear and triumph.

Eleazar gave her a surprised look and praised her with a wink for this truth-seeking approach.

"Was there any mention of time of death?"

"Time... Six years ago."

"No, I asked about the time of death, meaning day and night."

"You... Why are you asking so clearly?"

Lillian looked at him with eyes that became horrified.

"Nothing."

Eleazar sweeps the crowd and smiles, "Are we still going in to investigate?"

"Of course!" Lillian braced herself, then gave Norton a shove.

"Depart!"

Pushing the door to the dormitory open once more, they walked through the somewhat stuffy building.

Evelea fell quietly behind.

"Do you hear anything?"

Eleazar looked at the backs of the 4 people in front of him and said softly, "First of all, it's already been established that there was a fire first, and then the mysterious event, which means that the demonic spirit was born among those 16 people who were killed, next, we need to figure out the fire, did it happen during the day, or at night?"

Evelea lowered her voice, "Is there any difference between day and night, both?"

"There's a big difference."

"A demonic spirit born at night can only be active at night, but a demonic spirit born during the day can not only act during the day, but can even be active at night, which makes it even more powerful than a normal demonic spirit, like this one that has been formed for 6 years..."

Eleazar gave her a look.

"Do you have any silver on you?"

"Nah, no one but you Witcher and Knights like that kind of silver that disintegrates transcendental activity."

"I didn't bring it today either."

Eleazar's face looks a little sad, "That is to say, if it is truly a daytime demonic spirit that was born in this building and has taken form, then our only means of repelling it is that bottle of holy water..."

Evelea held her chin in distress.

"Oops, missed a trick, we should have gone and filled some holy water too."

Eleazar glanced at her, "You dare to go?"

Evelea was surprised, "Aren't you going?"

"You want me to die?"

"So you want people to die?"

Lillian looked back at the two men behind her biting their ears and became angry and anxious.

"Hey, you two, can you show some respect for the dead!"

Evelea smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry, we were discussing the cause of the formation of the evil spirits, and we intend to report back to the seniors once we have the results."

"You... What are you guys talking about that for..."

"To find the cause and effect of sin, to trace the origins of birth, to remove resentment, and to lay the dead to rest. Isn't that what we're here to do?"

The witch was like a radiant saint in this moment!

The air went quiet.

Norton blushed a little farcically, "We... haven't thought about it that much, just came to make sure first."

Evelea cocked her head, "But isn't it all but certain that there is an evil spirit, and what else do we need to be certain of?"

"What if... What if those things were just exaggerated by the seniors, after all, the information we know now is all from what we've heard."

"Which means we're really just here to make sure there are no evil spirits?"

"Right!" Norton was sweating.

The witch was even more unable to understand the behavior of these people.

"Isn't this a death wish?"