Heroes From Other Worlds Who Don't Like To Fight

Chapter 26: Luxury Mansion In The Village

"The house is very big huh, Souma."

"certain."

"The floor is very nice."

"certain."

"The painting looks expensive too."

"certain."

"Can you say anything other than that?"

"certain."

"You pissed me off, Oi."

"It's supposed to be a stressful moment, I'm trying not to joke right now."

"Stretch your nutmeg, this is not a haunted house.this is the mansion loh, the mansion," replied Undine.

"Fufu don't you know about the big mansion, 100 percent more often visited by ghosts."

"Han-tu? Suddenly I got goosebumps.Why is that?"

"Well, ghosts also I think it's better to be in a fancy house than a small one."

"In other words in this world there are no poor ghosts."

"Well from the beginning there wasn't, there were ghosts hitchhiking.they slept in cemeteries, in people's homes, even worse they didn't pay taxes."

"What?"

The waiter walking in front of the two only put on a troubled face.

"If there's a ghost here I want to go home, hey Souma come home yuk."

"Even though we've just arrived, we should at least have a drink before we go home."

"If the drinks don't taste good, I'll go berserk."

"You two please stop joking, my master might be sad to hear it."

"Have I insulted him?" ask Souma.

"Obviously you said big house is haunted" cried Undine.

"That's not what I meant."

The servant sighed then opened the door of the main room to let the two enter.

As they set their feet, they saw old Jean standing at the window.

"Mr Souma has come, thank you for bothering to see me at rush hour."

"No problem, from this morning I have been busy making medicine... So can I help you?"

Undine next to Souma furrowed her brows, she was very sure Souma was just lazing around the clock.

Mr. Jean fell silent for a moment and continued.

"Where is possible, instead of you looking healthy-just.after all you live long."

"No, I have an incurable disease.I think I want to hand over all the treasures and 100 servants in this house to you."

Souma was shocked and Undine was frozen.

"Wait, wait a minute.I can't accept such a thing, I'm just a simple drug dealer in this village it's just that."

"Take this in return for helping so many people especially this old man."

Souma opened his mouth.

"What disease does old Jean have, I'm sure all diseases have a cure."

"Said the disease may be more like a curse. When I was young I met a witch, she sent me black magic that made my body hurt and now I think it's finally."

Old man Jean staggered forward which was captured well by Souma.

"Did he die?" asked Undine while Souma checked her breathing.

"He's alive but his heartbeat is weak, can you call his servants.

"certain."

"Can you help me put him in bed first."

"certain."

"Can you speak other than of course?"

"It's supposed to be a stressful moment, I'm trying not to joke right now."

"Don't imitate me," cried Souma.

"I'll call you right now, but after I go to the toilet."

"You?"

Souma only saw the departure of Undine from the closed door. After a few minutes the servants entered while Souma sat on the chair with a pale face.

"No way."

The servants cried until Undine walked to near Souma.

"It's too late well. strengthen yourself Souma."

"I'm not strong, I also want to go to the toilet."

"You? Then what about old Jean?"

"Well he's alive."

The servants seemed to be holding their arms full of anger.

"Why you? I have to go to the toilet."

"The toilet is under the stairs" said Undine flatly.