The Second Chance of Reincarnator

Nefarious opened a drawer and there saw an ugly notebook bound in leathery flesh that seemed to throb with a life of its own.

[The Sanity Notebook]

"The notebook that makes its owners mad with insanity. It definitely deserves its cursed grade of Forbidden. It's a great fit for my collection."

He picked it up, and from the moment he touched it, he felt his own insanity growing at a slow speed.

'Interesting… The Sanity Notebook has been passed down by countless Mystics, and while they wrote in the pages of this notebook, their own insanity also got sucked into it.

'Mystic Pathway is a door to many madness-inducing secrets. It's influencing the minds of its own owners.

'Sooner or later, that girl herself would've also started writing in the notebook, growing insane in the process, and eventually would've killed herself.'

Nefarious thought.

When he thought about the 'girl' who had just died, he had already forgotten her name.

"T-This is why you've come here? For a notebook?"

Arthur's separated head said with half-anger and half-shock.

It shocked him that Nefarious Humility himself came all the way here for just some notebook, and even if it was Cursed Artifact, it shouldn't be important enough for him to come here!

"It's one of my Obsessions. To you, it is just a notebook, but to me, it's something far more valuable."

Nefarious said coldly, slid the notebook inside his brown coat, and then headed out of the room.

He was wondering whether his Rav'akari had already put that black-haired young man down like a sick dog.

While walking down the hallway, Nefarious clenched and unclenched his right hand, making his joints pop.

"Ah…"

Nefarious let out a relieved sigh, slid his right hand inside his pocket, and then, with Arthur's head on his left hand, he followed the trail of the Rav'akari.

Eventually, he came across the double doors of the dining hall and came across the scene of the dead Rav'akari strewn on the floor.

"What…"

Arthur's eyes shook in shock, and on top of the dining hall's table, he saw a cold-faced Kael sitting with the black revolver on top of his leg.

"…"

Nefarious reached the doorway, but stopped, and lowered his gaze at the floor before him.

On the floor, there was a strange line—looking like a box—right in front of the doors, and there was a marionette dangling from the ceiling over it.

"Marionette of the Sefirah Nine… How did you come into possession of that?"

Nefarious asked with a raised eyebrow.

"…You know about it?"

Kael said in surprise.

It was the first time that he actually discovered the marionette's official name—Marionette of the Sefirah Nine—and it looked like Nefarious knew of its abilities.

Last night, after the dinner, Kael studied the marionette and found out that if he drew a square in the ground and put the marionette dangling over it, its influence would only be inside that square.

So it wasn't necessarily that the marionette's influence was only inside the room that it was in, but inside any predetermined area.

"I have heard of it. It's one of the ten Cursed Marionettes. Marionette of the Sefirah Nine has the ability of being able to control the actions of anyone who enters its designated area of influence."

Nefarious said coldly.

"Kael… Please run away!"

Arthur shouted.

"Soon… Soon…"

Kael said, pointing his black revolver at Nefarious, which didn't bring any kind of emotion from one of the Ten Fingers.

That bullet could do nothing to him.

"Take off the Trapped Space."

Kael said.

"…"

Nefarious stayed quiet, took a glimpse at the ceiling where the marionette was dangling from, and saw that it was too high for him to do anything.

It impressed him, as it made him realize that Kael had thought of everything. If only he could cut down the marionette from the ceiling, he would be able to get rid of its influence.

Now there was nothing he could do.

He thought about going other ways, such as from the window to the dining hall, but the moment Kael would see him leave, he would leave as well.

"Why would I do that?"

"You've come here for what you came for. That notebook, right? The Sanity Notebook, right? I heard Ivy mention it to you when I was looking at you guys from another room.

"There is nothing left for you here."

Kael said.

"Except you. You killed my followers. You have to pay for that."

Nefarious said coldly.

"…Yeah, I thought you would say that, Amok Forancis."

Kael scratched the back of his head and saw Nefarious' eyes turn as sharp as daggers. He didn't like that name.

With his left hand, he pulled out a crimson book from his bag and held it up with a smile on his face.

"Since you're clearly knowledgeable about the Cursed Artifacts. What do you think about this?"

"The Book of Revenge, Retribution, and Suffering…"

Nefarious' eyes narrowed, and his shiny black eyes reflected Kael in all of his glory. There was nothing else that mattered to him currently.

The interest was officially piqued, and it wasn't good to have one of the Ten Fingers interested in you. Oh no. It was horrible indeed.

'Young Kael…'

Arthur thought inwardly and realized that there was indeed a lot that he didn't know about his own students!

"How did you get in the possession of two Cursed Artifacts, I wonder? Do you know of this book, and what it does?"

Nefarious asked coldly.

"I do, and I can kill you with this book. I will kill you if you do not get rid of the Trapped Space."

"…And you would kill yourself in the process."

Nefarious said.

'Kill him! Kill him! Kill him!'

Arthur screamed inside his mind.

To him, it made great sense to kill one of the Ten Fingers. It made him feel like an asshole, but the death of some level 2 youngling for the death of Nefarious Humility seemed like a killer deal!

If he did that, he would be hailed as a hero!

"…Yeah, and that's what you want me to do, right? You want me to use this book to try to kill you, but in reality, it wouldn't kill you, right?

"I would just kill myself."

Kael wryly smiled, pulled out a pen out of his pocket, and said.

"However, I can make you do actions. Like, maybe I can make you destroy that Sanity Notebook of yours. Thus, you would've come here for no reason."

He pressed the pen on the empty page of the book, and Nefarious looked coldly at the pen before he chuckled.

"Hahahaha…"