Ch 290: Some Dates On The Ward Are More Memorable Than Birthdays

“Hmm? What’s the matter?”

Phia walked to Bal’s side, she lowered her head to look at Bal’s feet. The figure was seen lying on the ground motionless with Bal’s knife stuck in it.

“See, I told you this knife would be useful.”

“Indeed, it is useful.”

“Save… save me…”

Hearing the figure calling for help, Bal was so scared that he jumped up, he hid on a cabinet trembling.

“You… you… don’t… don’t scare me…”

Phia looked at Bal’s useless appearance, she sighed.

“Tsk, I, a girl, am not afraid, what are you afraid of?”

“Who… who said I… I was afraid… I… my ankle is sprained!”

“Ankle sprained? You jumped that high?”

“I sprained it when I jumped up.”

Phia supported her forehead, she ignored Bal hiding on the cabinet, turned around and squatted in front of the figure.

“How am I supposed to save you?”

“Knife… hurts…”

Seeing that the figure could only speak single words, Phia quickly pulled out the knife.

“How about now?”

“Let me… rest for a while…”

After saying that, the figure lay motionless in the center of the magic formation. Seeing that the figure was no longer moving, Bal bravely came down from the cabinet.

“Why is it silent?”

“It said it wants to rest for a while.”

“Okay, let it rest, I’ll go back first.”

As Bal turned around, Phia grabbed Bal’s waistband.

“What are you doing, trying to run?”

“Isn’t it not very good to disturb someone’s rest?”

“Hilarious, just say you’re scared.”

“……I’m scared!”

Bal finally said the words that would make Phia laugh at him for a lifetime after a long time of hesitation. He knelt down beside Phia with tears in his eyes.

“Wuwuwu, I’m scared!”

Phia saw Bal like this for the first time, she quickly hugged Bal’s head in her arms, comforting him while stroking his head.

“Good boy, don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid, I’m here.”

“Wuwuwu, hehe, wuwuwu.”

“What are you laughing at?”

“Nothing! I’m trembling! I’m so scared!”

“Alright.”

Phia let Bal rub against her like that, she was completely unaware that Bal was taking advantage of her.

“Older Brother, stop laughing, your saliva is about to drip.”

“Mind your own business… wait, who’s talking?!”

Bal looked around, the voice continued.

“Look down, look down again, yes, it’s me.”

Bal’s eyes met the figure’s, his face turned pale.

“Help me… take care of… Philia…”

After entrusting his “last words” to Philia, Bal fainted.

“With your cowardly appearance, sigh…”

Phia sat on the ground, letting Bal’s head rest on her lap, then she looked at the figure.

“Alive?”

“More or less.”

“Then tell me what you’re doing here.”

“Wow, an outsider asks me?”

“What? Are you the mistress of this house?”

“……Forget it.”

The figure sat up, gradually revealing its true appearance.

“I, originally, was a victim of a murder case. After being killed, I was buried in this place. Later, when they built this house, they didn’t find me, so I’ve been pressed here all this time.”

“Wow, amazing. So what’s your resentment? You haven’t dissipated after being dead for so long, you must have a very strong resentment.”

“It’s not really resentment, I just want to know how the person who killed me is doing now.”

“Hiss… your question is a bit tricky, let me ask first, how long have you been dead?”

“About twenty years, I guess.”

“And the person who killed you?”

“He looked to be in his 30s when he killed me.”

“Do you know that person?”

“Know him? How could I not know him. That guy was my former shopkeeper!”

“Do you still remember your name?”

Hearing Phia’s question, the ghost fell silent.

“Hello? Still awake?”

“Huh?”

“I said, do you still remember your name?”

“I don’t remember.”

“This is tricky.”

At this time, Bal woke up. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Phia’s large chest, so he reached out and grabbed it.

“Hey! What are you doing!”

Phia slapped Bal in the face, a red handprint appeared on Bal’s face.

“Hehe, Wife is so soft.”

Bal turned around, and he met the ghost’s eyes again.

“Heh… humph… rua…”

Bal smiled helplessly, clapped his hands, glanced at Phia and pointed at the ghost, then he smiled and fainted.

“……Does your husband have some kind of serious illness?”

“Don’t mind him, he’s better when he’s fainted.”

“Alright, shall I continue?”

“Please.”

The ghost paused, and it used its hand, now a kitchen knife, to carve a string of numbers on the floor.

“0? What does that mean?”

“My death date and time.”

“You wouldn’t have been killed by an old man with white hair, wearing a red coat, wielding a flaming greatsword, would you?”

“No.”

“Then an old man with white hair wearing a blue coat and wielding a long dao?”

“I don’t know either of the two people you mentioned.”

“Alright, then do you remember what the person who killed you looked like?”

“Let me think… I don’t remember his appearance clearly, I only know that his surname is Franklin.”

“……You say this like you’re telling a story. Are you sure this is a real name?”

“It should be, everyone who knew him called him that.”

“Oh? He was quite sociable then.”

“Do you have any plans? You seem to want to do something.”

“Indeed, my legs are numb, let me change my posture.”

Phia let Bal lie flat on the ground, she used magic to move a chair to her side, and then she sat directly on the chair.

“Have you thought about when you’ll dissipate?”

“Whatever, I don’t harm anyone, it doesn’t matter if I stay, right?”

“But this house is going to be sold. I’m an adventurer sent by the Adventurer’s Guild to investigate this haunted house.”

“I see…”

The ghost lowered its head, it pondered for a while.

“Then please help me find information about Franklin. If he’s alive, bring him here so I can meet him; if he’s dead, just let me know.”

“……Alright, let me give you a little hint. You shouldn’t have killed anyone yet, right? If not, I suggest you don’t kill anyone, otherwise things will be more troublesome.”

“Hehehe, I know what I’m doing.”

“Okay, I’ll go find him for you. Sigh, twenty years, I wonder if he’s still alive.”

Saying that, Phia stood up, she used magic to move the chair back, then carried Bal and went out.

On the way, Phia stopped at a fish stall.

“Wake up and get down, carrying you is very conspicuous.”

“So I was discovered, when did you find out I was already awake?”

“You never really fainted, we’ve both been through a year, how can I not know your situation?”

Phia picked up a fish and looked at it. Seeing that the fish was fresh, she bought several more.

“You really intend to help that ghost?”

Bal paid the money, he took the fish from Phia’s hand.

“I’m just a little interested, what about you? If you don’t want to participate, I won’t force you.”

“Humph, although I’m afraid of ghosts, as long as it’s an incident, then I’m not afraid.”

“That’s my girl.”

“Do you have any clues?”

“Let’s ask Grey first.”

“Okay.”

The two people walked home carrying the fish they had bought.