Chapter 247

Dinner lasted for over an hour. After finishing the meal, Takeo Mikami bowed to Akaso Kaze and said, "Lord Akaso, were you satisfied with tonight's dinner?"

"Hmm, it was very good." Akaso Kaze nodded with satisfaction.

It must be said that the dinner hosted by Fushijima tonight was truly superb, with all kinds of seafood available, and they were all rare varieties.

If this table were in Tokyo, it would definitely cost hundreds of thousands of yen; Takeo Mikami and the others had truly put in the effort.

After a few simple pleasantries, Akaso Kaze asked about the situation on the island.

"In recent years, that is, since the navy ghosts appeared, has anyone died on the island, or has anyone gone missing?"

Takeo Mikami thought for a moment and mentioned an incident. "People dying? Aside from the captain of the Dragon God ship seven years ago, there was only that incident five years ago."

"One day five years ago, some people who claimed to be university professors came to our island. They seemed very interested in the rumors about the navy on our island, so they stayed here to investigate."

"At that time, we could occasionally see navy ghosts wandering around at night, so I warned them that they absolutely must not enter the navy cave, but they... didn't listen."

"Then, one night, those university professors suddenly all went missing from the inn and haven't been heard from since. People on the island all say they were killed by the navy ghosts."

"I see." Akaso Kaze frowned and said, "Village Head Mikami, after those professors went missing, didn't you call the police?"

"This..." Takeo Mikami hesitated for a moment, then spoke the truth. "Lord Akaso, one of the pillar industries of our Fushijima is tourism."

"If those professors went missing on the island and we called the police, the police would definitely come to investigate."

"If tourists found out that people had gone missing or were even killed on the island, our island's tourism industry would likely suffer a severe blow."

"So I took it upon myself to cover up the matter, disposed of the professors' luggage, and told the islanders that they had all returned to Tokyo."

"I am truly very sorry!"

Akaso Kaze nodded and didn't say anything.

It didn't have much to do with him anyway.

He mainly wanted to understand why the magic array had suddenly activated after hundreds of years.

Now it seems likely that someone died within the range of the magic array, and their blood and soul were used as a sacrifice, triggering the Undead Transformation Magic Array.

"How many professors went missing on the island in total?"

"Seven people." Takeo Mikami replied immediately. "Five men and two women, seven people in total."

"Seven people, huh."

Akaso Kaze calculated silently in his heart.

The entire blood and soul of one person should be enough to transform ten undead.

Seven people would be seventy.

That's really not a small number.

However, after five years of magic power consumption, I'm afraid this number will have to be discounted.

Fortunately, I have a magic maid now; otherwise, I would really have to do it myself.

"Tomorrow I will go to the places where the ghosts often appear to take a look; it will be solved very quickly, so you don't need to worry."

Takeo Mikami, Goro Kinoshita, and the others heard this, their faces filled with joy, and they thanked him respectfully:

"Then we are truly very grateful to you, Lord Onmyoji!"

"By the way, we have a few people here who were slashed by the navy ghosts; their wounds won't heal. Could you please take a look?" Takeo Mikami asked.

"Sure, bring them over."

Akaso Kaze happened to want to see the attack power of the magic array.

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About five minutes later, Goro Kinoshita returned to the room, followed by several haggard-looking, pale-faced islanders.

The islanders greeted Akaso Kaze respectfully.

Akaso Kaze nodded and called one person over.

The wound on his body didn't look like it had been slashed by a sharp weapon, but rather like it had been bruised by some blunt object.

Wisps of black energy were emerging from the bruised areas.

Oh, this thing seems somewhat similar to that Kikuchiyo blade used to make the magic tool back then.

Akaso Kaze immediately had an idea.

He chanted some mystical words and held his hand over the wound.

Beneath his palm, a row of souls was released.

Just as expected, those wisps of black energy encountered the souls and immediately latched onto them.

The souls swelled up as if they had been inflated.

Magic Power Absorption.

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle.

A refreshing sensation entered his body.

Akaso Kaze couldn't help but smack his lips.

It's been a long time since I've done this; doing it occasionally makes me feel a bit nostalgic.

"Eh? It's gone! My wound is gone!"

The islander looked in surprise as his bruises quickly dissipated.

He stood up and moved around; the original cold pain had all disappeared.

"Thank you for saving my life, Lord Onmyoji! Thank you, Lord Onmyoji!"

The islander knelt down and kowtowed to Akaso Kaze.

Akaso Kaze treated several more people in a row.

When he got to the last one and unbuttoned his clothes, it immediately made him frown.

Are there too many wounds on this person?

They were all over his body, at least seven or eight of them. ===== CHAPTER 249 =====