Netori: Stealing The Hero's Party!

Chapter 428 A Pale Helper

'What in tarnation is happening here?' Hearing the commotion going on inside the church, the pale ghost of the vengeful spirit made her way down the tower. She'd already witnessed the murder of the pirates and enjoyed every moment of it, but what never could've expected was to see those very people who'd killed them to be in such a battered state inside the church.

"There's a spirit by the stairs, Erika can you cleanse it?" Being sensed instantly by Asmodia, however, her eyes widened and turned to the devil. However, with Erika still struggling to get up, nobody but Liliyana and Linkle paid any mind to Asmodia's comment.

"It's decrepit building, let the spirit be, who cares we have more pressing matters to worry about," said the witch while concocting some medicine in a small mortar that she'd brought.

"Matters we wouldn't have to worry about if you weren't with us!" Liliyana complained, staring at the witch, her heart full of contempt.

Staring back at the fae, Linkle wanted to rebut, however, after everything being interrogated about what happened at the inn, she no longer had the energy for yet another argument.

"Erika? You feeling better yet or not?!" Cutting in between their quarrel regardless, Asmodia called out to the priestess–the only person capable of cleaning spirits.

Although her head was still spinning, the priestess picked herself off the ground and through half-opened eyes looked towards the stairs leading up. Concentrating her mana into her vision, she saw a faint outline of the spirit staring back at her with a single eye poking from behind the thick hair.

"F-fine, I'll handle it..."

"Nononono!" As Erika tried to stumble her way closer to the spirit, the girl screeched so loud it made the priestess fall face first.

Her voice rang in everyone's ears even after she'd stopped screaming, but it also got everyone's attention to turn to her at once. Most of the party members couldn't see a thing, but those who did like Erika, Asmodia, and Linkle, wanted it gone that instant.

"Fucking thing!" Screaming in rage, Erika looked up at the spirit once more. "What did you do that for?! I'm trying to help you move on, you idiot!"

"T-they're dead?"

"Yes, at least Gunther and Amber are, I saw their bodies half burned inside that inn before I teleported here." Informing the spirit about the heroes' death, Linkle stared at the spirit eager to know how she would respond to her tormentors being gone. "Only Baylee remains, although we're not sure where she is currently."

Standing still staring at the ground, the spirit couldn't believe what she was hearing even though she'd dreamt of their demise. Somehow, unable to see it, it didn't feel real. There was satisfaction in the mere knowledge of their deaths, after all, she could've simply waited for them to age and die if their death alone was enough to make her feel content and move on.

"You robbed me of what little I wanted to do in this world..." She whispered to herself before slowly lifting her gaze back to look at Erika.

"And what was that?" The priestess asked.

"TO WATCH THEM SUFFER IS WHAT I WANT!" Screaming at the top of her lungs, the spirit had finally let her presence be known to the nuns awoken by her voice.

It only took a few seconds before the cloaked women began banging on the locked door to their chambers, and although the door wouldn't budge, the sound of them gnawing like a pack of angry goblins.

"What the hell is that?" Finally rising from his table, Raven sat upright and glanced over to the door on which the women were banging. "Those are zombies, right?"

Looking around at everyone getting up as well, he was met with many concerned faces that thought the same way as him. Beyond that door was not a group of nuns, but for some reason a pack of zombies trying to take down the door.

'This fucking island, how many secrets is it hiding?!' Tired of surprises the island kept throwing at them, Raven got off the bench and headed for the door.

"Let's end this and get the fuck out of this place!" He exclaimed, already tired of the place. As for the others? They couldn't agree more.