I Summoned a Max Level Demon by Myself

Chapter 109

“… … I usually thought of ghosts as ghost-type monsters.”

“Normally, that would be the case.”

In this world, the concept of soul is being proven as if it were taken for granted.

It is not simply proven as a hypothesis, but as a magic or other theory, the human mental body… … That is, the existence of the soul is proven.

“A ghost is… … You really were.”

Lisetta’s slightly startled murmur.

It is because the identity of the real culprit Emily captured was an existence beyond common sense.

“The remnants left after the soul lost its ego were demon-type monsters.”

“But isn’t this different?”

“different.”

(Because it’s completely different?! Who treats you as a low-level spirit! It’s unpleasant!)

A voice echoes in my head. It’s not the Emily’s I’ve always heard of.

Ghost.

This is the voice of the girl we have now captured.

Emily wraps around the ghost she has secured and wraps it around with her magic cloth, and as if that wasn’t enough, she sits on top of it and suppresses it.

“oh… … . It’s lively.”

Emily let out a laugh and tried to apply more pressure.

“stop.”

i blocked You don’t have to go there.

“Is that okay? I think we can handle it like this.”

Hurry up, Emily lit a light ember with Magi.

“It’s a little strange, but it doesn’t seem to be very different from other grudges in essence. There must be a way for this older sister to touch it and melt it into demonic energy and absorb it.”

(Heeheee?!)

“Since you were kidding, in exchange for that, the swordsman over there can cut it into pieces with the sword loaded with the aura.”

“The tricks to slash with Ghost are the same, right? Then it won’t be difficult.”

(aaang.)

the ghost screams He must have imagined his own words after hearing what Emily said.

(This killer!)

“… … No, you are already dead.”

Sighing at my foolish plea, I told Emily I’d withhold the treatment.

It wouldn’t be half true anyway.

It’s nothing more than a bluff to control this ghost.

First of all, I present a cruel word (?), and after that, I solve it through a moderate conversation.

It is a simple appeasement method.

“Check it. … … Are you able to communicate properly? Aren’t you an ordinary grudge?”

The ghost nods again.

I completely lost my will to fight. I feel a strong will to live somehow.

… … no, is it a ghost?

Faced with a strange species called a ghost with a really strong will to live, I ask casually.

“Then explain. about this… … . And about you.”

* * *

caught the culprit

I’m not sure whether to call the ghost the culprit, but this guy is definitely the one we’ve been looking for.

“Ghosts are in trouble… … . How should I handle it?”

“If anything, I can leave it to the students who have mastered the Priest Class.”

(Because it’s useless! Who do you think I am? You can’t be defeated with just one Priest’s holy power!)

Mr. Ghost who shouts loudly at the subdued subject.

“You know what? A cheeky ghost there?”

(……yes?)

“Some of the freshmen this year have saints.”

(……to?)

The ghost’s cheeky laughter stopped.

“You know the saintess, right? Their main job is to take care of vengeful spirits like you.”

(…….)

Somehow he avoids my gaze. I know I don’t want to hear any more.

I understand.

“I heard that when a saintess sees a vengeful spirit like you, she will hit the face and stomach first with her fist.”

If you beat it like dust, the vengeful spirit will disappear before you know it.

It seems that this is the decree of this world.

(Savage! What the hell do you think of ghosts? No violence!)

I have no interest in arguing for the human rights of ghosts.

And you were the first to attack.

(Hey, wait! I didn’t mean to harm you guys, did I?)

I am not interested in claiming to be a good ghost.

The only thing that is good to me is whether or not it benefits me.

Anyway, after selling the name of the saint, the ghost seems to have a heart to talk with us.

(Above all, I’m older than you guys! You guys! What rider are you?)

The ghost asks the rider.

Those who ask a person who has never met for the first time do not know the truth that it is okay to hit once.

“Because there is no school rule to treat a dead senior as a senior. Now, Lisetta-senpai? Give me an example of what to do in this case.”

“Whoa… … . Take a good look, junior.”

Lisetta took advantage of the mood to intimidate the ghost.

I aimed the drawn sword at the ghost’s nape.

Aura users’ sword skills can also interfere with spiritual bodies. It doesn’t disappear easily, but it hurts that much, so it’s a bad thing.

“Give me a treasure that makes my hair grow!!”

… … No, I don’t mean to question that.

Come to think of it, the reason I came here was because I wanted to monopolize after hearing rumors that I could get test preparations.

The juniors hide their tears at the sight of the senior who has become such an example.

Meanwhile, the person in charge, the ghost, is looking at me as if asking what he meant.

(Treasure? Head?)

“… … There is something like that.”

It taught us about the origins of what led us to this place.

Rumors circulating during the evaluation period.

And about the idiots who roam the subterranean compartments in search of that glimmer of hope.

(aaa)

“So what? … … No, how are you?”

“It’s good to put it out when it’s nice!”

“… … No, Lisetta-senpai? Please take care of yourself.”

It was a big deal.

This man is completely blinded by greed.

First of all, I ordered Emily to step back in moderation.

“Hey, energetic senior over there, come over here and play with this unnie for a while.”

“huh? Now, wait a minute, where are you going to catch me, devil?! Hee-hya-ah?!”

It sounded annoying, but I ignored it.

(Are you… stupid?)

“I don’t want to hear that from a ghost. … … So I ask again, what is the truth of the rumor? I know you are the cause.”

I already knew that I was half-pretentious.

They attacked us in the first place.

They didn’t just drive them out, they threw them into confusion and even interfered with their minds.

“If you don’t answer, we’ll treat it as a harm and we can deal with it here.”

(Oh, okay! I’ll tell you everything!)

As if the threat had worked, the ghost meekly spoke of himself.

(Perhaps what you’re talking about is the knowledge I imparted in return to the child who flowed in here.)

“Is it knowledge?”

(I’ve only taught you some wisdom based on the knowledge I’ve gathered.)

collection of knowledge.

That is the meaning of existence, the ghost insisted.

(It’s a little late, but I’d like to introduce you. The distant juniors…)

It’s unsightly, but as if wanting to claim herself as a senior, she said her name.

(Melissa Kenillion. A student of the 63rd class of Philos Academy. She is your senior.)

When a fossil rots away, it loses its shape and becomes a ghost.

* * *

Melissa Kenillion.

The ghost senior, who said his name, started talking about himself in earnest.

“… … Class 63.”

(I’m not lying. If you look at the student roster later, I’m sure my name will be there.)

“Let’s assume it is. I can’t confirm here anyway.”

(He’s not a cute kid.)

Does the cutie feed you? And don’t let the two of you behind you silently nod.

“In short, Mr. Ghost over there… … . No, senior Melissa is a legendary fossil who is rotting in a place like this without even being able to graduate even though she is a class 63.”

(……Huh? Why do I cry when I hear that? It’s a ghost?)

“so? What the hell are you doing here?”

For now, as long as he claims to be a senior, he changes his tone a bit and asks.

I know. Her identity and the meaning of this place.

But I have to ask because I need to hear it myself.

“I am gathering knowledge. As you can see, I’m a ghost and I can’t get out of here.”

A being commonly referred to as the Underworld.

(Outside knowledge is developing day by day, but unfortunately I can’t get in touch with it because I’m like this.)

“So you’re taking advantage of the occasional students?”

(I’m just copying a little of the memories and knowledge they learned. Instead, I made it clear in return.)

“Thank you… … It seems to be a measure for that test.”

(Roughly, I just looked at what those children learned with my knowledge and taught them things that would appear on the test.)

“Is that possible?”

In response to my question, Melissa smirked, as if she wanted to show off somehow.

(In my lifetime, I was full of talent. There was nothing I couldn’t learn, and I was better than anyone else.)

“… … You are a shameless ghost.”

No, why are the two people behind me staring at me silently?

(It’s real. At the time, I was the chief of the 63rd class.)

“Eh? top?”

“Lizetta-senpai?”

“… … no, nothing So, senior Melissa… … Why did you do that? And can you teach me some questions for my exam?”

I have a lot of questions.

And hide personal greed.

(…….)

Melissa kept her mouth shut.

Leaving aside the latter, he must be troubled because he won’t be able to talk easily about the purpose.

(That’s right… I can’t help but say it.)

As if determined, she urges us to move for a while.

(There is something I want to show you.)

Perhaps what she wants to show is the truth about her being here.

“I will guide you to my place.”

Following Melissa’s guidance, we passed through the underground passage and finally reached a certain room.

“It is wide.”

(It was probably intended to be used as an underground auditorium. It was so spacious that it was perfect for my enshrinement.)

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“… … Have a rest.”

The nuance of the words and the scenery we witnessed here seemed very inconsistent.

“It’s like a library.”

Books filled the hall.

However, it will not be a book that actually exists. Lisetta touches it out of curiosity, and her hand passes through the book in vain.

“I can’t touch you. It’s just symbolic.”

It was not a real book.

(Knowledge desperately needed by the children who entered this place. It is shaped like this into a book and stored.)

“Why would you do that?”

(It’s just a shortcut for me to remember, since I’m only a soul. Can you guys remember everything you’ve learned?)

Impossible. I smile and shake my head.

(That’s the same for me. Rather, it’s easier to lose memories as it’s only a soul. That’s why I came up with this backup.)

A part of the soul is filled with knowledge, shaped and stored.

“… … Even a human soul can do this kind of trick.”

It must not have been so easy that Emily, who had been listening to it, would be amazed.

It must have meant that she was a person worthy of being called a genius.

“The theory that continues from the point of the 63rd to the present… … . Do you have all of them?”

From the history of each theory to information about the skills of each class.

“It’s an underground library.”

The academy also has a library, which also boasts a vast collection of books.

But it doesn’t contain everything.

In libraries on the ground, the content of books is strictly censored by society or someone else’s standards.

But here, literally, everything was collected and recorded.

“Looks like there’s even a theory that’s been designated as a taboo in the magic class.”

“Ah, there are also martial arts from families that have already been cut off!”

(It wasn’t taboo at that time! Above all, I’m a living witness to the knowledge of that era… No, I’m a visa witness.)

Well, the laws of the empire apply to the living, and you can’t hold the dead accountable.

I had no intention of doing that.

No, rather I am interested in this.

‘It also existed. Underground library.’