“I saw things I couldn’t see when I woke up after death. Excuse me, then.”

I approached Benedict’s spirit, which clung tightly to his cheek and hair.

“Spirit, can you answer my question for a moment?”

This was a privilege of a possessor.

Being able to converse with any life form in the possessed world.

Thanks to the patch of all languages of the creatures in this world, which was given to me when Zero was possessed and couldn’t understand what they were saying, I had no trouble.

When I asked politely, the spirits seemed interested.

【Is it because of the power of the administrator?】

【This human child knows how to understand our language!】
【Strange. But we don’t have the qualifications to make a contract with you.】

【What are you curious about? I’ll listen, as you’re an interesting human.】

‘I can’t guarantee that they will answer.’

Spirits are inherently capricious beings, so even showing this level of favor was surprising.

Let’s get to the point.

“Dead people seen on Linstead’s land. Please tell me in detail about what was seen from those people.”

People of the deceased Waray family in a posture praying to God.

It had to be revealed what caused their deaths.

“…So you think there might be a connection between the deceased Waray family and the zombie situation.”

‘Yes.’

No matter how you think about it, it’s suspicious.

Zombies spreading like a virus when it’s not a virus. And the members of the deceased Waray family discovered in a strange pose, as if an unknown epidemic had struck.

It was subtle to call it a mere coincidence.

‘There must be something.’

As a reader who read the original work, I know. How fanatical Kieran Waray is.

“I will definitely see the end of this damn dependent contract.”

Kieran had never done anything to liberate the Waray family. He lived like a flat frog prostrated to overturn the imperial family, killing all personal emotions and dedicating his life to overthrowing the royal family.

Whenever a gap appeared, he would immediately pop out to overthrow the royal family.

Even though all plans became water under the bridge because of the female protagonist Sienna, even though he was trapped in Linstead and became a stuffed animal, Kieran had no regrets.

“It was something that had to be done someday.”

“If it wasn’t me, my child or grandson would have had to do it, risking danger.”

“What’s wrong with striving to keep future generations from suffering? I did the right thing. I have no regrets, even if everyone in the world condemns me as a murderer.”

Even when the foundations that supported him were torn apart, even when he was desperate because he didn’t make the Waray family more miserable, Kieran did not lose hope.

“I can’t rot here. There must be a way to break the dependent contract for sure.”

‘Although his appearance in the original work was over with that…’

I didn’t think Kieran, who endured with evil and toughness, would commit suicide.

For Kieran, suicide was nothing more than an act of fleeing from death due to fear of responsibility and duty.

Sons who couldn’t overcome the harsh Waray family education either ran away or died early.

Kieran despised and scorned such individuals, considering them weak.

“Thinking that death will be the solution to all hardships is ridiculous.”

He laughed at himself, not expecting blood to dry in his hands because he took care of the dirty work of the imperial family, and he ridiculed himself.

“Do you think there will be heaven if you take your own life? You’ll probably end up in hell. There’s no paradise where fugitives go, especially for dirty slaves like us.”
Kieran was a figure who resisted the royal family until the end, burning himself.

Such a person died.

Although traces of resistance, including signs of murder, were not visible, it couldn’t be definitely said that it was suicide.

‘Kieran is not the type to choose death on his own. If he chose death, he would have surely set some tremendous conditions as a prerequisite.’

For example… like the zombie situation that is currently destroying the capital.

When I asked desperately, the spirit whispered around me.

【I don’t like humans who are not contractees.】

【But is it because you are a human chosen by the administrator?】

【You seem okay.】

【I’ll tell you. What did you see?】

【Let me borrow your eyes for a moment.】

【What I saw and heard.】

【What made me so scared.】

“Ah…!”

My eyes became hot as if pierced by glass fragments. I shed tears from the pain. It hurt too much.

The light went out, and darkness, where nothing could be seen, arrived, and then the pain gradually subsided, making way for brightness.

‘What is this…?’

What I saw upon returning my sight was the corpse of Kieran Waray, as seen by the water spirit earlier.

‘Is it showing like a recorded video?’

As the spirit approached Kieran, unseen things appeared in my eyes, just like in the recorded video.