Jaweka was almost in tears and decided to always stick around Hachi Chan in the future for quests.
With the Spectral Essence in their hands, the details of the real world became blurry, revealing a world of terrifying ghosts and spirits.
Ghost World!
There were those that had been wrongfully killed, those that had given their lives up for their country, and those used in unethical experiments. Men and women, young and old, people of different racial backgrounds and even some powerful elementals, they had all ended up becoming ghosts, walking around aimlessly and without purpose.
Normally, Hachi Chan was hopeless in finding her direction, but with the help of her party, they managed to not get lost and made their way to the second level of Scholomance. The mobs here had been cleared before, but with the Spectral Essence in their hands, there was still a room full of people.
This was obviously a bar.
People would drink and eat here, boasting about their adrenaline-filled adventures while poets and singers would recite and sing their songs to the people.
"Mr. Mayor." Hachi Chan saw her target straight away.
"Child, how can you see me?" the kind old mayor asked as he bent down and rubbed her head with his ghostly hand.
"Someone gave me this and I came to find you," Hachi Chan answered as she opened her palms and showed off her Spectral Essence.
"Put it away, put it away!" the mayor said, then took a step back and coughed, "Why were you looking for me?"
Hachi Chan did as the others told her to, changing the topic and asking, "Does Ras Frostwhisper really have an undead body?"
"Haha, there's no such thing as an undying witch. They just instilled their soul into something valuable to them." The ghostly mayor seemed to know a lot.
"Then how do we find what's valuable to Ras Frostwhisper? Where would he put it?" Hachi Chan wasn't very hopeful because she knew she was asking for too much.
As expected, the mayor shook his head.
"I don't know much about Ras Frostwhisper, but I suggest that you start from what he likes and his childhood. Most of the best times in a person's life are had during their childhood…"
The mayor's instructions were actually specific enough.
Lu Li and the others exited out of the dungeon and headed towards Stromgarde, where Ras Frostwhisper had grown up.
"What does Ras Frostwhisper like?" Hachi Chan asked.
"Power – endless power and magic," Azure Sea Breeze said, overanalyzing.
"Books," Lu Li interrupted him and gave the right answer.
"Let's go to a place that stores books then."
The castle library had been cleared out, leaving behind rows of empty shelves.
If this place was full of books, it would take them ages to find the right one.
In reality, Ras' valuable item was in the fireplace.
When he was little, Ras would read books alone in the library. For some reason he left halfway through a book that he was enjoying and when he returned, it was nowhere to be found.
He would often think about the stories in that book and was curious about how it ended.
Many years later, when the Lich King took control of his body, his life flashed across his eyes and he realized that he had placed it in the fireplace. The weakness of his soul was taken away, leaving behind The Lich, Ras Frostwhisper.
Chapter end
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