Within a few minutes of Catherineâs waiting, the man appeared.
âWe have brought you the sinner.â
He was shackled and knelt on the ground, flanked by guards with spears.
They were there to prevent him from escaping and hurting Catherine in case he did.
The man in the scruffy shirt with the prominent stubble was named Diaz.
He used to be the Earlâs servant.
He had been selling information on the internal affairs of the Earlâs family to the Night Pythons, but it all came out when his wife and child, who had been held hostage by the Night Pythons, escaped.
In a sense, he was a victim, but it was clear that he had been making a small fortune selling information even before his family was captured, and he was eventually sent to prison.
If the case went to trial, he was likely to be sentenced to forced labor in a mineâŠ, but there were no mines in Earl Keelyâs territory, and he was only sent to another territory. The country was in turmoil at the moment and it was difficult to coordinate with other territories, so he was left hanging in the air and in jail.
So, even the situation was irregular, but it was even more so when the Earlâs daughter summoned him.
Diaz was wondering what was going to happen.
âRelax. This is just my âŠâŠ personal hobby.â
âHaaâŠâ
Catherine didnât know how to put it, so she had to describe it as a âhobbyâ.
It could be seen as a case of a bored young lady who got involved in the case out of curiosity.
But for Catherine, this was a big deal worth risking her life for.
âYou said that Iris saw through your betrayal. Can you tell me more about that incident?â
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âI am sorry to welcome you here in such a squalid place, young lady.â
The Dwarf Guild Master in charge of the Adventurersâ Guild branch in Eltaref looked horrified as he piled up an encyclopedia-like binder on his desk.
The Adventurersâ Guild also collected information to provide to adventurers.
Each branch had its own library, which contained information on monsters and other information.
The Eltaref branchâs library was small, with only three bookshelves and a desk for reading materials. The smell of old paper filled the room.
The Guild Master brought two cups of tea on a tray. One of the cups was only half-full, and he poured alcohol on top of it.
â⊠Isnât that no longer tea with alcohol?â
âItâs just tea. For dwarves.â
Catherine frowned at the smell of cheap alcohol rising up as she accepted the cup that did not contain alcohol.
âThe amount of material on monsters is not as large as that of the branch in the capital, but ⊠I hope you find what youâre looking for.â
The thick fingers of the Guild Master turned the pages.
Catherine had come here to find out more about monsters.
âWhat weâre looking for is an undead that has the power to read minds while hailing people.â
Hearing Catherineâs words, the Guild Masterâs dull eyes, which seemed to be buried in his beard, flashed.
âUndead who can read minds⊠Ayone with magic can read minds.â
âGuild Master, I thought I heard that mind-searching magic causes a lot of discomfort to the subject.â
ââŠIs that so? Iâm sorry. I am not familiar with magic that is not suited for combat.â
Undead with the power to possess people and read minds.
Diaz seemed impressed and fearful of Iris, who was aware of his inner workings, admiring her sharpness.
âDullahan is an undead creature with a physical form, so I donât think thatâs possible. Well, even the undead that have an existence, such as vampires, can turn into mist,⊠but thatâs not the same as a spiritâŠâ
âSo what about Dullahan, who can turn into a human?â
âTurn into a human?â
The Guild Master twisted his head like a log.
âIf it can turn into a human being, it has to be a Revenant who originally had a human form⊠No, wait, I saw a strange description of a monster⊠before.â
Opening one of the files, the Guild Master roughly flipped through the pages and pointed to data about a certain monster.
ââDoppelshadowâ?â
âHave you ever heard of a âDoppelgangerâ?â
âIâve heard of it. They are monsters that transform into human beings, arenât they?â
âDoppelgangers change their own bodies, but Doppelshadows change the body of the person they possess, changing their face and physique. It is said that the demon tribe created these undead as spies, but they didnât seem to have much success.â
Undead that can change the body of the possessed person.
If there was such a thing, would there also be a Dullahan who could change its own body and pretend to be a human?
âI have a feeling itâs not quite the same⊠Maybe we should take a closer look at the spiritual realm after all.â
âIf youâre looking for a bad one that uses possession, thereâs the âRage Spiritâ.â
The Guild Master opened another page.
âThe Rage Spirit is not powerful on its own, but it fights by taking over the bodies of people and monsters and manipulating them through possession. A Rage Spirit with experience in battle is more cunning than the owner of the original body and can draw out all the potential of the body and produce ridiculous power, even to the point of self-destruction.â
âThat sounds like a nightmare for an adventurer, doesnât it? If you are forced to fight your friends and take away their bodiesâŠâ
âThatâs it. Thatâs why the high-ranking undead of the spiritual realm are so terrifying.â
Catherine almost shuddered just listening to him.
Adventurers live in such a terrifying world.
Terrifying, yes, but⊠When Catherine heard the phrase, âtaking their bodiesâ, it hit her.
âSo⊠yes, thatâs right! For example, what if you had a Dullahan or Lich body ready to go and you could change bodies!?
âAh? Oh, ⊠evil magicians and demons can make them.â
Catherine decided to put the physical body aside for the moment and just consider the properties of possession and mind reading.
âReading minds⊠as strong as possible spiritual realm undeadâŠ
The pages flipped, flipped, flipped, and then Catherineâs hand stopped.
âThis is it!â
Catherineâs slender fingers pointed to the bound data.
Possessing evil intelligence and high magical power, they also have the power to possess and manipulate humans and other beings. It feeds on the negative emotions of humans, such as fear and despair. The name of this monster, which was one of the most powerful among the spiritual undead, was.
âAbyss SpiritâŠ? Itâs a higher level of Rage Spirit. It specializes in possession, but its magic is also very powerful.â
âIf it feeds on fear and despair, isnât that the same as being able to read minds?â
âI donât know. You might be able to find out by asking the scholars who were at the branch in the capitalâŠâ
The Guild Master did not seem to have a clue.
Trying to drink the tea, he realized it was empty and eventually poured the alcohol he had just mixed with the tea directly into the teacup and began to drink.
âLike the Named ones, monsters can mutate. Even if you try to find them by their characteristics, it may not work very well. And undead are usually created by demons or evil magicians through magic. There is a possibility that unexpected characteristics are added to them⊠But why did you decide to investigate such a thing, young lady?â
âI heard about ⊠such a monster, and I was hoping ⊠to find out how to defeat it.â
Catherine felt like she was both lying and telling the truth.
âHow to beat it. What does it say in the âWeaknessesâ section?â
âUhhâŠâŠâ
The Guildâs data was not a scholarly illustrated guide to monsters, but rather a practical guide for adventurers.
There you could find information on characteristics, abilities, uses of loot, and what to do in the event of an encounter.
In the case of the Abyss SpiritâŠ
ââWeakness: Holy Energyâ ⊠isnât that what all the undead have!â
âPractically, they have no weaknesses.â
A single word written in a space of three lines.
There were no weaknesses unique to the monster, which meant that it had to be defeated by straightforward methods.
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â⊠I know this will be a painful reminder for you⊠But please, will you please tell me? What happened that day, in that place?â
Alisa, a girl in nightgown facing Catherine, nodded quietly.
This was a treatment center under the Temple in Eltaref. A quiet lounge in the ward.
The light streaming in through the window created a sunny atmosphere, and the white wooden walls felt warm. It was a place where anyone could relax and take a breather.
Alisa was the daughter of a royal knight.
On the day of the fall of the capital, she was one of those who were captured by undead soldiers and dragged out to the battlefield.
According to the survivorsâ accounts, the âhostagesâ were divided into three groups.
First, those who were taken to the battlefield first. These all seem to have died, with the exception of Catherine, who was released halfway through.
Second, those who were taken to the second place of battle. In front of these girls, the knights were overrun. But all of the captured girls returned alive.
Lastly, those who were captured but were released without being harmed. Perhaps they were the second to be released and therefore had no part to play.
Alisa was second.
That battle left deep scars on the hearts of the survivors.
Children who became depressed and threw themselves into the river. Some were so afraid of the darkness that they could no longer live a normal life. Children who lost their emotions and stopped laughingâŠ
Catherine was mentally safe because she didnât see the carnage firsthand and was not in the middle of it, and she wasnât even afraid of the scene.
Alisa was captured by an army of undead, and although she was released safely, the mental shock left her unable to speak.
However, she slid a pen onto a piece of paper on the table and wrote the words.
âIâm fine. Itâs more than that. I am so sorry to have received money for this.â
Alisaâs father died.
Normally, the family of a knight killed in battle would receive a benefit for the deceased, but with the collapse of the state, there was no way they would receive such a benefit.
She needed money.
Catherine was given the information and Alisa was given the money. Although the deal was equal, Catherine felt a little guilty because it was like holding her life hostage.
Alisa recounted the events of the day of the fall of the capital in writing.
The Knights were crushed in front of the second group of âhostagesâ.
The âRose Princess of Hellrageâ laughing loudly.
And ⊠the girls who were released without a single injury.
âAlisa. The âRose Princess of Hellrageâ you saw was a headless swordswoman in a white dress, wasnât she?â
Catherine asked her to make sure, and a quizzical look came into Alisaâs eyes.
âDress?â
âWas it not?â
Catherineâs inquiry was about âwhether or not it was a Dullahanâ.
But another part of the question seemed to catch Alisaâs attention.
âIt wasnât a dress. Plain, ordinary outfit. Apron. One-piece.â
It was Catherineâs turn to be troubled by this unexpected information.
âWhy did you change your clothes âŠ?
Catherine saw Rene in a pure white dress, no doubt.
Why, of all things, would she change into something else in the middle of a battle?
âMaybe she changed her clothes because her clothes were burned by magic and leaving her naked would have caused all kinds of problems?
But in the midst of a battle, did she have time to worry about such things?
And could she afford to change her clothes?
Or maybe it wasnât the clothes that changed, but âŠ
âAfter all, are you changing bodiesâŠ?
Because the body had changed, the clothes had changed as well.
It was natural to think so.
However, it was doubtful if a body could be created in such a convenient way.