I Accidentally Resurrected My Dead Husband - Chapter 149



Only Ran(o)vel dot com

Episode 149
‘It didn’t go as planned? The goal was right in front of you, but you messed it up?’

Gary, unaware that Shadin was a possessed being, seemed to think that his stated goal was Erne’s necromancy.

But that’s probably not the case. If you look at the timing of those words, it was right after the ice age.

So, that means the goal that Shadin failed to achieve was from a previous life.

‘What on earth is that?’

Judith felt frustrated. For some reason, she felt like she knew what the priest’s plan was.

In a moment where something seemed to come to mind, the tension of being chased suddenly came to mind.

My muscles were tense with tension. My vision went white from the headlights, my body went up in shock, and the recoil made the hand that had been pulling my neck fall off… .

“ah!”

Suddenly, a sharp headache came over Judith and she held her forehead.

“What’s wrong? Where does it hurt?”

Erne wrapped her arms around Judith’s shoulders. Judith shook her head, saying it was okay.

The headache went away quickly, but the memories that accompanied the headache did not go away.

‘I got hit by a truck along with the person chasing me.’

He couldn’t see who it was, but he was definitely being pulled towards him. And they flew away together.

Since Judith and Shadin originally died at the same time and in close proximity, the possession seemed to have occurred at the same time.

If that’s the case, then the possessed soul must also be a soul that died at the same time and in a nearby place.

‘Shadin was hit by a truck along with me.’

He didn’t know who it was, but he was the one chasing him. He couldn’t be sure, but it was likely.

It’s a truly terrible fate to die and be possessed on the same day at the same time.

What on earth had made him so tenaciously bound to himself? Why had he held on to himself?

And what was Shadin’s plan that almost came true?

“Aren’t you going to take this?”

Gary waved the silver knife. Judith, who had been lost in her doubts, came back to reality.

“Put it in front of it.”

As Cain pointed to the bed with his chin, Gary placed the knife on the bed, which was beginning to gather dust.

Only after he had moved away from the bed did Cain pick up the silver knife from the bed. He wrapped it in a handkerchief and handed it to Erne.

“Madam, can you please move?”

Cain asked, seeming worried. Judith replied that she was fine.

“What are you going to do with this?”

“I don’t know about that either. My godmother just asked me to save her.”

I was curious, but I couldn’t ask. Maybe it was because the atmosphere was such that I couldn’t ask.

But I wasn’t worried, because I knew that my godmother wouldn’t do anything to harm Judith or anyone else.

“Usually when you ask for something that has been worn, it is to put a curse on it.”

Gary, who knows the most about mediumship among them, opened his mouth.

“It looks like the godmother or something is trying to put a curse on the priest. I hope she is a wise person.”

“I hope my colleagues are alive,” Gary muttered.

Judith whispered to Cain at Gary’s words.

“I don’t think it’s a curse. I heard that a sacrifice is needed to properly place a curse.”

There was nothing in the Rhineland mansion that could be used as a sacrifice. The godmother was not so cruel as to offer animals, let alone people.

I could only guess that he was probably trying to do some kind of spell to determine its location.

So Judith and Erne handed Chardin’s knife over to their godmother without any doubt or question.

The godmother was delighted, saying that it was an object imbued with Shadin’s spiritual power. They had not known it until then.

That the godmother had planned to sacrifice herself.

* * *

“Godmother, why did you do this… … .”

Beichi took the medicine bowl from his godmother and sighed deeply.

“I’m fine, so don’t worry.”

“Are you okay? You just lost a lot of energy. In this condition, even catching a cold can be dangerous.”

“That’s what happens when you get older.”

The godmother waved her hand at Beichi, telling him to go away. Unlike yesterday, when she had always been able to accurately point out the right direction even with her blurry eyes, the godmother’s hand was pointing somewhere far away.

Beichi tried to swallow the sigh that was rising up in his throat.

“Godmother.”

Judith, who was waiting for her godmother to take the medicine at the doorway, cautiously called to her and asked permission to enter the room.

The godmother motioned for them to come in. Judith sent the red-eyed Bechi away and sat down in front of her godmother.

“I called you to tell you about the curse.”

* * * * * * * * * * * * * *
* * Baca Novel Korean * *
* * * Noblemtl dot com * * *
* * * * * * * * * * * * * *

“You did it early.”

Judith’s lips protruded. If her godmother had known that she could cast a spell with all her spiritual power, she would have stopped her.

My godmother probably knew that too, but didn’t explain anything to me.

“The curse I cast was done using the magic of adhesion.”

The magic of adhesion is to attach what you want to me to an object that represents me. For example, it was a magic to attach money to the back of a portrait to bring in money.

It is a type of sorcery practiced by many psychics, but it usually does not cost much, so the effect is minimal.

“A knife imbued with spiritual power can represent its owner.”

The godmother attached a brass mirror to the silver knife. The mirror was meant to reflect. It was to make the magic he performed return to him.

Although it only works once, if an evil spell is used, Shadin himself can be hit by the spell and die or suffer the corresponding injuries.

In exchange for this curse, the Godmother lost all her spiritual powers. Thanks to her spiritual powers, her eyes, which had been able to see objects dimly, were now completely useless.

The mother’s body screamed as the spiritual power that could only be released through death disappeared in an instant.

Her already aged body became even worse. My godmother looked like she had aged ten years overnight.

Beichi said in a sad voice that it wouldn’t be strange if his godmother passed away at any time.

“I’m at an age where it wouldn’t be strange if I died at any time. Rather, I’m glad that I can do something at this age.”

The godmother smiled gently.

“This way, no matter who the priest is targeting, whether it’s Sir Ern or Miss Harrington, we can stop them once.”

It was much more efficient than casting a protective spell on the mansion with only a little force.

Judith also admits that. She was just upset by the sight of her godmother’s weakened state.

After finishing the conversation and leaving the godmother’s room, Erne was waiting for her. Judith headed to the bedroom with Erne.

“Your face looks like you have a lot on your mind.”

“I was wondering how I could ensure that my godmother’s sacrifice was not in vain.”

The disappearance of the godmother’s spiritual power meant that the curse had been properly placed.

Whenever Shadin uses a spell, it returns to him. This can be seen by the mirror attached to the knife breaking.

The problem here is that if Shadin uses a very sloppy spell, one that can be reversed without any problems, then the sacrifice of the Great Mother would be in vain.

The only good thing was that the priest didn’t perform such minor magic himself.

That was Gary’s testimony and Tia’s confirmation. Thanks to that, the testimony became more credible.

“I need to think of a way to induce the priest to cast the most dangerous spell possible.”

“And what if the priest dies? Miss Harrington has many questions about him.”

“It’s better to be safe than sorry.”

When a priest died, it didn’t matter if you never knew who he was. It didn’t matter if you lived without knowing such things.

It might be difficult to find the body of a dead priest, but it’s better than finding someone who escaped alive.

At least the corpse won’t kill anyone else.

“Ugh, my head hurts.”

She was thinking too much and her head was overloaded. Judith rubbed the stiff nape of her neck.

“Want me to knead it?”

Erne, who was watching, put her hand on the back of Judith’s neck. His large, warm hand kneaded her neck, then ran down her neckline and pressed her tense shoulders.

Are people who are good at using their bodies also good at giving massages? My tense shoulder muscles were relieved.

Erne’s fingers came down from her shoulder and pressed between her shoulder blades.

“Huh…!”

A tingling sensation ran through her scalp, as if her muscles were all bunched up. Judith moaned without realizing it. Her moan was so useless and erotic that her face turned red.

“This, this, it hurts a little, yeah, it hurts a little, that’s why.”

“Who said what?”

Erne continued to massage her as if nothing had happened, but Judith, who was so embarrassed, kept making excuses.

“It’s not like it’s anything weird or pleasant or anything like that.”

But that excuse only made the atmosphere more awkward.

“…Doesn’t it matter?”

“yes?”

“It doesn’t matter if you feel a little better.”

Between us.

Erne swallowed his words. His hand traveled up her shoulder blade and rubbed Judith’s round shoulder.

If her hands were just a little rougher, Judith’s nightgown might fall apart under her arms.

“……no?”

Judith took a deep breath without answering. It was interpreted as a sign of affirmation. The white nape of her neck revealed through her hair piqued Erne’s interest.

He slowly lowered his head to Judith’s shoulder. Just as his hot breath was about to touch the nape of her neck, a shattering knock on the door broke the excitement.

“Sir Erne! Miss Harrington! We have a guest! Come out, it’s urgent!”

An uninvited guest has arrived.

I don’t know who it is, but it’s an unwelcome guest.

Read Novel Ran(o)vel com

<!–

–>