Chapter 76: An Italian Plumber Would Hate This Castle.

(*Celia’s POV*)

I am sure that these maids were very tired of my antics. It was still fun, though. Just hopping on an elevator, and going to each floor. Once I look through each room, I would go back to the elevator and start the process all over again.

Celia: “Mar, aren’t you and the rest of the maids tired?” I ask.

Mar: “Please do not compare us to humans, Lady Celia. You seem to not lack energy yet, but we could do this for an entire month before we ever got tired at all.” She answered.

Celia: “I can do this for an entire month?” I reply with an innocent tone.

Mar: “…”

Ah, it is so fucking fun to mess with people. Since I am young in this body, I feel more comfortable doing so. I guess that is just my damn true nature… Whenever I am in a position where I am not in charge; I turn into a cheeky girl.

It was the same with Garentia. She was in the lead at that time, so I was just a cute girl that loved to be pampered and taken care of. Fucking shit!!! This is what I actually want? I love pampering girls, but I honestly want to be pampered the most?

No, really. Even being held hostage in this castle, I was happy and carefree. I already found my mother, so besides making her remember me, I don’t need to do anything at all. I can just relax and do what I want.

I am selfish. I don’t want to have been given such important responsibilities. But they were always forced upon me. In my first life, I always needed to work to support myself, and my shitty parents. And in this life, I’ve always had to fight someone, or solve a problem.

In these times of peace for me, where I am not the one in control, my true self appears. Being a battle junkie was just a way to cope with my situation. Eventually, that method stopped working, so I lost that fake side of me. Now, I long for this…

The ideal life for me, is for all my wives to take care of me and all of my needs. This should be a two-way street, but aren’t I the one that is always providing? Not always, mind you. But the times where I could relax like this can be counted on one hand.

But that is something that should be solved in the future. For now, my main focus is saving my family. Once I do save them, then I can finally be selfish and ask for them to pamper me like a little princess. What girl doesn’t want to be treated like a princess? Sure, some girls want to be treated like a Queen. But being treated like a fragile and precious little treasure is one of my desires…

As I was thinking about this, the elevator was about to reach the next floor. Oddly, the maids around me, and even Mar, were seemingly stifling a laugh. What? Did I do something funny by accident again?…

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The elevator door was opened, and I was fucking jumpscared by a ghostly looking floating lady. Well, I wasn’t actually spooked by her, but it was clearly intended to be a jump scare. Is this a haunted mansion, or something? Ah, right… the ghost lady.

Well, the maids didn’t laugh at all, because my reaction was to just straight away punch the ghost lady. The ghost went flying backwards, and hit a wall. She looked pretty aggrieved… Look… that was self defense, alright?…

Celia: “What?” I say while looking back at Mar and the shocked maids.

Fen: “How could you just punch a ghost?! No, wait… how did you even touch me? Not only am I ghost, but I was once a noble lady! Lady Fen! How could you punch a noble lady!?” She exclaimed.

Celia: “It was self defense. I am sorry if I hit you too hard.” I reply with a shrug.

Mar: “Lady Celia… how can you interact with ghosts? Mistress is very interested to figure out.” She asked.

Oh? Should I tell them the truth? Frankly, I never tried to punch a ghost before. But since I married Nia, I can do shit with ghosts. This is good to know… if I am ever haunted by ghost in the future, I can just kill them with ease!

Celia: “In my previous life, I was married to a Death Goddess. As such, I reap and touch ghosts.” I answer, taking out my soul dagger than I got from marrying Nia so long ago.

Mar: “…”

At my words, I noticed that the entire floor was covered with ghosts and the like. Of course, due to this reveal, they all scattered like the wind. Fen was sitting on the ground, shaking almost violently.

Celia: “Fen? If you want, I can send you to the afterlife. I have sent many spirits to the afterlife alongside my wife, so I will not butcher the ritual at all. I swear.” I ask with a calm tone.

Fen: “N-no… I am fine… I… I don’t want to leave yet.” She denied with a nervous tone.

Celia: “That’s fine. After all, I will only ever reap those who wish to move on. If you feel like you’re ready to pass on, please find and tell me about it. Ah, this offer stands for all the ghosts here.” I say with a smile.

Since this floor was full of ghosts, and they clearly noticed that I could reap them, I went back into the elevator. I made sure to put my soul dagger back away as well. After all, it doesn’t matter how strong you are. That dagger will kill you with one poke. Wait… does that mean that I could have used it to kill all those demons back in Hell?…

Creator: “No. It wouldn’t have worked. Why would the dagger try to reap a soul that is already in either Hell or Heaven? Not to mention, it will only weak on beings weaker than you. In fact, those maids and Yona are perfectly safe, due to how weak you currently are at the moment.” She denied.

Ah, thanks for the clarification, voice in my head! I am truly mentally stable!

Creator: “…”

Celia: “What’s wrong with you five?” I ask with a curious tone as I push the button for a higher floor.

Mar: “That dagger… one stab and either of us will die.” She said with a nervous tone.

Celia: “That’s true. But it is only for reaping lost or stranded souls. The only other exception is when I am about to kill someone evil, and I want to make their death painless. Using it in vain would be an insult to Nia and life itself.” I say with a serious tone.

Mar: “So… you won’t use it on us?” She asked.

Celia: “I don’t kill cute girls. That is my bottom line, after all. Honestly, it would take a whole lot to make me kill a cute girl. And, I can only reap souls directly with ease. For killing people, they have to be weaker than me.” I reply with a sigh.

Mar: “…”

Ah, silence once more, huh? I guess that is understandable. I do have an overpowered one hit K.O weapon. I should really use it more… Nah. That just takes the fun out of everything. I’ll only use it for dire situations or when I need to reap a soul. With that, said, onward to exploring the castle once more!!!