Chapter 205 - Royal Tomb (1/2)

(Jane's PoV)

Three days later, we came out from the forest safe and sound. Our objective in coming here had been fulfilled, but we still had one more additional mission before we could go back and plan for the next agenda.

The mission came from Sir Ahmad, surprisingly. Not a mission, actually. It was more like a request than a mission. He said it was not a problem if I couldn't do it. He was just wondering if I could do it since I carried the Creese with me.

He said, near the entrance to the forest, there was a high cliff where they –and some people around the forest –put their family's corpses. According to the old man, their King –which was my father –was supposed to be there for the last step in the funeral process since the one who had just passed away was an Elder in the Village.

My father needed to put those coffins filled corpses into a cave on top of the cliff. Now that I saw the place, I thought it was absurd.

I did see the cave but it was high up there. I didn't see any stairs or any tools to lift the coffin into the cave.

Forget about the tools and everything, what could I do with a giant Kuntilanak guarding the entrance?

Seriously, she was so big that even from afar I could still see her figure covering the tip of the cliff.

”Is that Kuntilanak?” asked Tom as he looked towards the cliff.

Sanji squinted his eyes as he took a careful look on the giant ghost. Then, he shook his head. ”No. That's not Kuntilanak. That's just a woman ghost, but she's even more frightening than Kuntilanak.” He said firmly.

”How do you know?” In my eyes, that was Kuntilanak.

”That's just an ugly and scary woman. I think you need to know the difference for sure now. Kuntilanak was a ghost of a woman whose death was related to baby or pregnancy. Abortion, murdered, suicide during a pregnancy and many other reasons related to them can create Kuntilanak. That one over there, however, doesn't look like it is related to baby or pregnancy.” Sanji explained patiently.

”How do you know?” I interrupted before he finished talking. I didn't even realize I had repeated the same question.

Sanji looked at me helplessly. ”Maybe you should allow yourself to feel more. That way you can understand why I said so.”

I blinked my eyes. I did restrain my ability to see and to feel them to avoid being implicated by unnecessary emotion. After being pointed out the reason I couldn't see the difference, I could only grin while releasing the control I had slowly.

Foreign emotion rushed into me as soon as the reign loosened. I felt an indescribable guilt. It was as if I had committed a big sin and it haunted me every day. It was something related to betrayal and dark magic, which I had no recollection of doing it.

Since it was the case, I was sure it was the ghost memory. Indeed, no baby or pregnancy was involved in her death, but because she practiced dark magic, she was consumed by it and turned into something resembled to…evil.

It was a pity since she was pretty beautiful back then.

Trust me, when people said negative heart made beautiful people ugly, it was all true. When the person with negativity in her/his heart died, her/his ghost would turn super scary and ugly beyond saving. They would drown in their negativity even more after they died. Even if they realized what they did was wrong, they couldn't go back to their beautiful appearance, no matter how long their redemption was.

This ghost was repenting her sin, but since she had drowned too deep into her negative side, she couldn't go back to her original appearance.

She looked terrifying, but only those who knew her could tell that she wasn't that bad, actually. My impression of her improved as well. As expected of the guardian of the Royal Tomb, one must be looked menacing to scare unnecessary people away.

I could say she had done her job pretty well.

As I was praising her inside my head, our eyes met accidentally.

Another wave of emotion and memory entered my mind and for a second I forgot where I was. I was a bit surprised she opened up to me very quickly. But then after I watched the memory inside me carefully, I found the reason.

”You…resemble…The King.” She said hoarsely and slowly, sounded exactly like those ghosts I heard in the movie. Couldn't she speak normally?