Soul Monarch: The Eclipse Feast Online

Side Story: Megaera Has a Story

The first part of Side Story! Saia split into three parts so as not to feel prolonged. But do not forget to press the like, comment, fav and share buttons!

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"Na~ Nananana~ Nana, na~"

The voice continued to resound, heard by this self in a certain tone. But ...

—Are you singing or what, Dirae?

"Eh? Well, maybe something like that?"

—It doesn't sound convincing .. if it sings then this self will be able to do it much better than that.

"You who are just a spirit shouldn't say that, Mega!"

—It is precisely because this self a spirit is this self can say that. Even this voice of self can make one's spirit rest in peace.

"Yes, rest in peace for good?" his reply connected this word of self with a grave mistake.

—... Rather than talking without proof, this self will tell one of these experiences of self while still alive.

"Yes, 400 years ago."

—Why does that value add up from the original?

"Prepare it up."

Really amazing behavior. Then this self survived in the world for over 500 years?

—However, take it easy for a moment and listen to yourself.

Dirae was silent, but the feelings channeled through Spirit Connection said otherwise. As usual, her feelings were wild even though she looked that calm.

—So, at that time this self was in Lorentz Kingdom.

"And yes, those are also your last moments when you were alive?"

—... No. gabe. This was another matter long before this self reached that position, Dirae.

This self retaliates, justifying its fallacy.

—At that time, this self appeared as a beautiful and charming figure, inviting the eyes of others' self to pay attention to this even with simple clothes. Making themselves hypnotized by this self, inviting them closer.

Sharing the image of this self figure during life through Spirit Connection, this self wants to continue immediately but—

"Either why do I feel you are mocking me ...."

—It's wrong. Do you feel that this self increases the 'it' part to make yourself depressed? Anyway listen carefully.

Dirae puffed his cheeks but better not to think about it.

—And finally, the intoxicating series of events began ...

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The sound of this impetuous step can be heard, shouted, said from one self to another. As if isolating themselves in the hustle and bustle that exists.

"It seems like today will be another busy day" said the self. "Accept ...."

Time to continue on as scheduled. This self also plunged into the sea of humans, excited and headed to one of the restaurants that incidentally quieter and—

"Here, Meggie!" the voice called out, slightly waving to indicate its position.

This self slightly lowered its head before immediately approaching and taking a seat in front of him, facing him directly. She is a blue-eyed woman with long dark blonde hair.

"Sorry to have made yourself wait for this, Mrs. Frank," greet yourself. "And thank you so much for the invitation, Mrs."

"Either. You also remain charming as always." He called the waiter, ordered some sweets and drinks.Drinking his tea, he finally smiled and looked at himself deeply.

"Well, now should we start the conversation?"

"As you ask."

"You know the end of the year is pretty close, don't you?"

"True Mrs." It's the 19th, so ... "If this self is not wrong, it seems like there are 13 days left."

"You counted it right. Then the 24th of Undeceinary, you're free at that time, aren't you?"

That day ...

"certain."

"Then it's good. Tomorrow evening on the 23rd, come to my house. The arrangements for the event will start from there."

"Good, Mrs. Frank." Frank."

"In that case, I'll come back and remember to come in the evening" he said.

"As you ask."

Mrs. Frank gives a light greeting before departing, leaving with a few people waiting for him from a distance, leaving behind a. This self took a breath before leaving the restaurant, heading for the next place.

"But why that night?" ask yourself this in silence. Is there any special meaning in it?

Hm ....

This self continues to walk while racking the brain of it. Turning towards the alley was quite dim, much different than before and finally ringing the bell in one of the bars.

"Please order you Miss."

"Glatinus chest with pickles."

This self said while taking out a purplish red coin with an entirely black edge enthroned a certain symbol, Special Enforcement Division XIII. Seeing this, the bar guard stopped his movements before showing the way.

The liquor storage rack rattled, showing the stairs leading down. This self descended, only walking for no more than 20 meters before finally stopping above the magic diagram, releasing a mist of mana and teleporting to somewhere.

This self sensed that the self observed something before it finally subsided, began to again walk about 100 meters before finally being blocked by the door, opened by itself and met Glatinus.

"Well, whoa. It turned out that it was Megie-chan who came, I thought who was."

"Call yourself by your real name. Isn't that better, Glatinus?"

"Ahh, as usual you're too stiff Megie-chan. Tsk, even though your 'it' section has developed for the better but not with you."

"Sit's obscene!"

"Tsk. Men will be afraid to approach if you continue like it knows," he said lightly as he picked up some pastries with his space magic.

Sighing for a moment, this self thinks that it is better to direct it directly to the subject. "Looks Mrs. Frank will hold the event on the 24th of the Undeceinary evening, while he will be invited the day before the event begins. Do you know what happened that day?"

"Isn't it just a warning for the start of the Blind Times?"

Again, take a breath. "You know that's not the answer you want, is it, Glatinus?"

"But, other than that warning I can't think of anything at all." Glatinus propped up his chin, looking thoughtful.

"Oh, Mrs. Frank is a young widow who gets the entire fortune of Count Frank. So the suspicion that he killed Mr. Frank himself to obtain that wealth was inevitable."

"And against such a background would you not be more suitable in investigating Mrs. Frank's? He's also your type, isn't he, Glatinus?"

"Are you jealous of Meggie-chan?"

Hah .. where possible.

"Ah, it's a pity that I have no intention of joining the Widow Hunter Squad."

"Uhuk! Uhuk! Uhuk!" And this self must be coughed up, spewing out the pastry that this self ate after hearing that.

Really, what kind of social circle does Glatinus have?! This self is sure it only contains a collection of pervert nuns!

"After all, stay as planned as long as I look for another meaning for the day. What date is Mrs. Frank invited you?"

"Eight of the day, 23 Undeceinary."

"In that case, I'll try to find him before that time."

Glatinus waved his hand as he drew up a magic circle.

"Ah, Meggie-chan."

Tilting his head, he waited for what he wanted to say.

"May I caress your 'that?"

A scythe immediately came out of the storage ring, making a trajectory to the neck of that pervert self but this self had first been teleported back to the bar. Just managed to break the wall.

What a witch .. ugh, don't think. He was very slippery like an eel because he could continue to teleport himself or another self like that.

"Thank you for the hard work, Miss Megie."

"This name is Megaera."

"But from Mr. Glatinus' order ...."

"Hmm?"

He said an order from Glatinus, didn't he?

Good. The servant's self was terrified of this self-view so leave it alone. But this self must avenge Glatinus next time worthily.

It seems like the plan to find a way to cancel magic needs to be accelerated.