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The elf ghost coughed awkwardly, as if he hadn't expected to see Seong so soon after their dramatic farewell.

“Ahem, ahem. Ahem.”

Who could have guessed, really? That he'd die and turn into a ghost.

And not just that—who could have imagined he’d still be able to converse with Seong in this state?

From the elf’s perspective, it was even more incomprehensible. Ever since Leonic had invaded the Hall of Knights, the elf had been trapped within the stone chamber, his soul essentially bound to the place. This was the only reason his spirit had persisted, even long past the expiration of his natural lifespan.

But now, with the completion of his final task, his purpose was fulfilled. It was only natural for his spirit to fade away—body and soul both.

Yet, instead of vanishing, his soul had turned into a ghost.

“How could I have known this would happen?” the elf ghost muttered. “I thought my soul would wear out and disappear completely. But apparently, that’s not the case.”

As the elf realized this unexpected turn of events, a sense of goodwill toward Seong began to blossom within him.

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