Umad felt the hairs on the back of his neck raise as he heard the words of what claid to have already been dead. He was no awakened Spirit master. He had no idea what spirits looked like, but if he ever heard one, it would no doubt be this.
"A vengeful spirit," Umad cried out. "There's a vengeful spirit in the house. Soone get an exorcist."
The guards had already begun moving even before that, not to call the exorcist, however, but to swing their staff at the empty air.
Shara grabbed Ning in ti, turning him and her intangible. The guards swung their staff around enough, but they easily passed through the two invisible individuals, making them truly believe that there was a ghost there.
Ning moved forward with Shara and arrived right next to Umad, before speaking in a low whisper that only he could hear.
"Give my mother's hairpin, or I will kill you."
"AAHH!" the man scread, falling back onto the bed. "Please don't kill , I will give you everything you want. I will give you-"
Ning took out one of the golden hairpins he had stolen from the jewelry shop downstairs and threw it at Umad's head.
The hairpin hit him in the head, not enough to wound him, but to give montary pain. It fell onto the bed and the man scread as though he was being killed right there.
"Give my mother's hairpin, Umad," Ning said once again. "You stole it from . Give it to ."
He took out another hairpin and tossed it at Umad.
Umad scread again, but this ti knew he wasn't being hurt. He looked at the hairpins that fell beside him and couldn't help but gasp in surprise to see jewelry appear out of nowhere.
"My mother's hairpin, Umad. Where is it?" Ning asked again.
"I... I don't know what you're talking about. Who are "
Ning threw another hairpin at him. "You took it. Do you not rember?" he shouted. "You took my mother's hairpin."
Ning had absolutely no idea what the hairpin looked like, so he had to hope that Umad rembered what it looked like, and hopefully, he had it with him.
"Even though I paid you back the money, you never gave back my mother's hairpin, you monster!" Ning shouted at him.
Umad's eyes widened, slowly getting an idea of what was happening. He rembered the past, a flash of mory from when he heard the man crying as he took away whatever
valuables he had because he couldn't pay his loan back in ti.
Umad tried to rember what he did with the hairpin. It... it...
"The hairpin!" he shouted quickly. "I-I-I know where it is. Don't hurt ."
"GIVE IT TO !" Ning shouted at him with his Spectral Communication skills.
The fat man jumped from his bed, rushing not to the closest but outside of the door. He quickly made his way downstairs, and by the ti he was there, he was already out of breath. He ran into a room and began knocking on so doors. "Rina! Rina!" he shouted.
"What's wrong, dear?" the wife ca from the side.
The man looked to the side. "Not you. I need Rina. Where is she?" he asked.
"Did you call for , lord Umad?" a woman walked out from the kitchen, wiping her wet hands on a towel she kept around her waist.
"Yes, yes. I gave you a golden hairpin many years ago. Where is it?" the man asked.
Ning was confused a little. At first, he had thought the man had been calling his wife, but turned out it was a maid. From the looks of it, she was the head maid in the family.
The main looked concerned. "My hairpin?" she asked.
"Yes, yes, hurry!" the Umad shouted.
"I have it in my room. Do you-"
"Just give it to already," the man shouted, having no patience anymore. He looked left and right, worried another hairpin would co out of nowhere to strike his face.
The maid looked at the master with a horrified look. The implications of him wanting the hairpin could only an that...
"No, master. Do not take it from ," she said. "Do not throw away. I will not refuse again. I promise I will do whatever you want."
The wife's eyes went wide. "What did you say?" she asked, grabbing the maid by the hair. "What have you been doing with him?"
Umad's face went pale for a mont before it was filled with anger. "Stop it you two. Stop this right now," he shouted. "Guards!"
The two n that had been watching the debacle from the side quickly moved to pull the mistress of the house away from the 'mistress'. Once they were separated, the nobleman quickly grabbed the maid to give him the hairpin back.
The woman went inside the room to bring out the hairpin from deep within one of the wooden closets that seed to hold a hidden panel that Ning hadn't found the first ti he had searched here.
'I'm worried for the maid,' Shara said softly. 'What if he hurts her after we leave.'
Ning cringed a little upon thinking about what they could do. 'I don't think there is a solution here,' he said. 'We just have to hope she isn't too hurt by the end of it.'
Shara felt bad, but there wasn't much she could do.
The maid handed the golden hairpin to the nobleman who put it up tot he lights to look at it.
Ning saw it too and was not very surprised to see that it wasn't that expensive looking at all. It did co from the household of a poor man after all.
"This is it," he shouted and rushed back upstairs to hand it over to Ning.
Ning sighed. 'Let's go upstairs. He still thinks we are up there,' he said. 'Once we get it, we can leave this place.'
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