The Deadly Charm

Part 14 : The power of the occult

Tonight, the sky was covered with gloomy gray clouds. Kritin stood in front of the mirror in his room. He wore a black shirt and dark tie as a mark of respect for the deceased.

Tonight he will attend Mrs. Ket's funeral prayers. Ekkawat's wife which is the last night

"I'll go with you." A young man named "Sora" emerged without making a sound.

"You can go, but what about the color of your eyes?" Krittin glanced at him before smiling.

"I can wear these," Sora smiled, taking out a pair of sunglasses from his pocket.

"You..." Krittin sighed.

"Who wears sunglasses at night?"

"I do. Come on, If I have to take off my glasses, I'll disguise the color of my eyes." Sora smiled in amusement. He really likes sunglasses.

"As you wish," Krittin knew he couldn't stop him. So let it go and follow along.

"By the way, don't eat too many souls from there. You'll get sick first," Krittin warned.

"I know," Sora shrugged.

"I don't need you to take care of me. You go take care of that kid." Sora smiled mischievously.

"That is certain," Kristin smiled.

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Night of loss

Mrs. Ket's funeral Ekkawat's wife was organized simply and rushed a few days after her death

Inside a large temple in the heart of the capital The atmosphere is quiet. Filled with grief and sorrow for family members.

The cool night wind blows past. causing the lanterns that lined up to flicker slightly. The flickering light of the candles seemed to bid farewell to a departed soul.

The pavilion used for the ceremony is decorated with beautiful white flowers. But it gives a feeling of loneliness. The picture of Mrs. Ket sitting on the pedestal has a gentle and sad look in his eyes. The people attending the event were quiet. and talk softly With respect

Ekawat stood in front of his wife's corpse. He looked at the coffin with an expressionless expression. It was as if every emotion was suppressed by the black magic that had taken over his mind. Chanya stood beside him. Her eyes showed satisfaction at what she had accomplished. Even though he concealed it with a calm demeanor

Akira and Natharinee are waiting to welcome guests inside the funeral. Tonight is the last night. So there were especially a lot of guests. It made us realize that there were many people who loved and respected Ekkawat's wife.

The atmosphere is really quiet. But Akira felt something strange. She felt a sense of unease at this funeral. The feeling that something is hiding in the shadows of the night.

The sound of someone's footsteps made Akira turn around and look. She saw Krittin walking into the funeral home. He was dressed in traditional black. In his hand was a white flower to be placed in front of the coffin. His face looked solemn. But he still can't hide his handsomeness.

"Ai, how are you?" Krittin greeted gently. After paying respects to the corpse

"I..don't feel comfortable at all." Akira looked down at the ground with an uncomfortable expression.